Axel stirred first, blinking slowly as consciousness tugged him back from the deep, heavy sleep that had swallowed them completely after their second climax.
His body still felt warm, sensitive in every place Ivan had touched, kissed, held, or claimed. His breathing was steady, but his heart picked up speed as he realized there was weight wrapped around him... solid, warm, strong.
Ivan's arm was cinched around his waist, almost possessively. His face was buried deep in Axel's neck, breath warm against Axel's skin, sending soft shivers through him despite the stillness of the morning.
Ivan was completely lost to sleep, yet his whole body was curled around Axel.
