Luke pouts. “But it’s only midnight.”
“And we’re waking up tomorrow at eight.” Hardy taps Luke’s legs. “Come on, let’s go to sleep. I want to see if this bed feels as comfortable as it looks.”
Luke sighs dejectedly but follows Hardy into the bathroom to get ready to go to sleep. They have a busy week ahead of them.
* * * *
Luke drifts awake with calm contentment blooming inside his chest. He throws his arms over the comfortable warmth and cuddles closer. The sigh the movement elicits brings Luke back into consciousness. He opens his eyes to see Hardy’s half-naked body lying next to him. It surprises Luke how welcoming to the caring touch Hardy is; Luke never pegged Hardy as a cuddler. Luke knows cuddling is a form of aftercare, and Hardy, being the good Dom that he is, cuddles Luke aft
