When Alec woke up the next morning, the sun was streaming through his bedside window and into his eyes, bright enough to wake him completely. Alec groaned and looked over to realise that Jasper was sleeping peacefully to the other side of the bed, and like him he was also not wearing any piece of fabric—at least not on his upper body.
He was lying on his back with one of his arms covering his eyes and the other placed over his rising and falling stomach. The thin sheet that covered his lower body perfectly outlined his morning wood. It took great control from Alec's side to not touch it because touching it meant doing what they had done the previous night again.
Alec hated how uncontrollable the things became the previous night. First time was on Jasper, he initiated it and even though
