Exhausted by his stressful day, its accumulated humiliations and epiphanies, Michael simply climbed onto Seb’s mattress and lay down next to him. His tormentor stirred drowsily, cuddling him with peerless affection. Michael sank into Seb’s spoon with a sigh,
“Was that you dicking me around all day?”
“Yes, babe,” Seb murmured.
It took Michael long while to formulate his reply, but after giving himself enough time to think it through, he knew exactly what he wanted to say,
“I liked it.”
Seb smiled, kissed Michael on the neck, and drifted back into the stoner sleep from which he’d briefly surfaced.
Michael was also ready to sleep once more. Gently shaking his butt to be sure the long shaft of Seb’s hard-on rubbed between his cheeks, he closed his eyes and surrendered to the dawn.