Orion woke up to the warm light of morning streaming through the window and the comforting weight of Jaxon's arms wrapped around him. For a moment, he stayed still, allowing the memory of last night to flood his mind. His face flushed a deep pink as he recalled their shared intimacy, he couldn't believe how bold he'd been.
He tried to shift quietly, not wanting to disturb Jaxon, but the man tightened his hold slightly, his voice was low and affectionate. "Morning. What's on your mind?"
Orion froze, his blush deepening, he didn't know that Jaxon was already awake and watching him all this while. "G... good mo...morning," he stammered, and quickly buried his face in Jaxon's neck to avoid his gaze.
Jaxon chuckled, the vibrations rumbling through his chest. "What are you thinking about?" he asked, his voice teasing.
"Nothing," Orion replied too quickly, his voice muffled against Jaxon's neck.
