Harris woke up to the sun setting, his body felt all warm and tingly, Carson was sleeping on his stomach next to him, light snores drifted from his lips and Harris smiled.
He stood up and cracked his back, he looked at his bruised hand and sighed, he wasn't that boy anymore, and Carson had leveled his head. There were red marks where the silk was tied around his hands, he could feel the scratches on his back and he could still feel the pleasure that had rocked his body hours ago.
He slipped some sweat pants on and pulled one of Carson's expensive flannels over his shoulder but left it unbuttoned.
He left Carson sleeping and trotted downstairs.
"Morning sleepy heads" Randy mocked from the stove where he was cooking.
"Needed to f**k and sleep the drama away" Harris said crudely and grab
