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gallowseyes"Definitely not," Lee says with a soft huff of laughter, letting himself fall quiet as George touches him. Despite them being pressed together naked in the tub, with George's cock snug against the small of his back, there isn't anything inherently sexual about the situation. It's unfamiliar to him and the intimacy of it nearly makes him squirm, but instead he relaxes into it.
He even dozes a little, which is surprising. It's so hard for him to fall asleep around another person, and the last time he'd done so, he woke up to a broken heart. This time he wakes up with a bit of a start, going tense and then relaxing again just as quickly. He chuckles a little, reaching up to drag his wet fingers through his hair.
"You're spoilin' me," he murmurs, shifting his hips a little to press his ass back more firmly against George's crotch.
The movement of Lee's hips is a distraction. They're not often like this -- usually it's Lee driving things forward, George content to follow in his wake. George feels his cock start to stir, bends his head to press a kiss against Lee's damp skin.
"Don't know that I am..." He murmurs.
He even dozes a little, which is surprising. It's so hard for him to fall asleep around another person, and the last time he'd done so, he woke up to a broken heart. This time he wakes up with a bit of a start, going tense and then relaxing again just as quickly. He chuckles a little, reaching up to drag his wet fingers through his hair.
"You're spoilin' me," he murmurs, shifting his hips a little to press his ass back more firmly against George's crotch.
The movement of Lee's hips is a distraction. They're not often like this -- usually it's Lee driving things forward, George content to follow in his wake. George feels his cock start to stir, bends his head to press a kiss against Lee's damp skin.
"Don't know that I am..." He murmurs.
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Date: 2025-07-02 12:50 am (UTC)"Go to sleep, slut," Lee says fondly, chuckling quietly and reaching up to curl a hand around George's elbow, stroking it with his thumb. He can't remember the last time he fell asleep in someone's arms. Has he ever? It's doubtful.
It's almost too nice. A part of him feels like he should deny himself this, get up and leave, because it's not really something he deserves. It's not something that he should get used to.
But he can't bring himself to get up. He wants it too badly, and he lets his eyes fall shut as their sweaty bodies mold together under the thin blanket. It doesn't take long at all for him to drift off, feeling sated and safe.
It's one of the best nights of sleep he's ever had.