Christian’s asleep on his stomach, face turned to the side, arms firmly around the pillow. Steve’s sprawled half on top of him, arms wrapped around Christian’s waist, holding him tightly. His lips are pressed to the back of Christian’s shoulder, his nose buried in his hair.
“You’re heavy,” Christian murmurs sleepily as he starts to wake up, wriggling under Steve’s weight to get comfortable again, his legs parting.
Steve sighs and rubs his nose against Christian’s neck, presses a kiss to the back of his shoulder. “Want me to move?” he asks around a yawn.
“Hmmm… no. Comfy,” Christian decides.
“Good,” Steve huffs out a laugh. “’m comfy too.”
Christian yawns again, his eyes sliding closed. “OK,” he agrees as he slides back to sleep, Steve moments later, still pressed tightly against him.
“You’re heavy,” Christian murmurs sleepily as he starts to wake up, wriggling under Steve’s weight to get comfortable again, his legs parting.
Steve sighs and rubs his nose against Christian’s neck, presses a kiss to the back of his shoulder. “Want me to move?” he asks around a yawn.
“Hmmm… no. Comfy,” Christian decides.
“Good,” Steve huffs out a laugh. “’m comfy too.”
Christian yawns again, his eyes sliding closed. “OK,” he agrees as he slides back to sleep, Steve moments later, still pressed tightly against him.
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