"Hihihi." A crafty laugh filled Michael's ears immediately as he picked up his call.
Michael's hair was extremely tousled, his lips were a bit swollen, and his eyes were puffy and red. His neck, collarbone, and bare chest under the blanket were filled with hickeys. His waist was filled with fingerprints.
He angrily placed his phone on the speaker and placed it on the bed, too tired to hold the phone with his hand.
Michael turned his head to see if Xavier had been awakened. He sighed in relief when he saw that Xavier didn't wake up due to the noise. The sleeping Xavier's hand only wrapped around Michael's waist tighter, and Xavier buried his head into Michael's neck.
Michael turned toward his phone and picked it up again. He lowered the phone's volume slightly, so its noise wouldn't wake Xavier up.
"Sean. Shut it already." Michael scowled in a hoarse voice, his face flushing with embarrassment. His voice is a bit low, so it won't wake Xavier up.
