Chapter 33It wasn’t the sun filtering through the bedroom windows that finally woke Midnight, but rather the ticklish sensation at the tip of his nose. Cautiously, he opened his eyes, only to discover his face buried into the lush hair of Tresilian’s chest.
With a sigh, he nuzzled closer, yawning softly, and burrowed deeper under the blankets, nestling against the broad expanse of his lover’s frame. As he wrapped his arm around Tresilian’s waist, Midnight unconsciously hugged him tighter.
The slight change in position brought him into direct contact with his lover’s erection. Midnight opened his eyes wide, then tried to move so as not to disturb the still-sleeping man he was using as a human pillow.
“Going somewhere, my love?”
“Um, no.” Raising his head, Midnight looked down at Tresili
