Greg couldn't help but laugh, even with the cool smoothness of the silk brushing against the skin of his back and the back of his thighs.
Mycroft's arm slipped over his waist, and he caught it, linking his fingers with Mycroft's and tugging them upwards. He pressed soft kisses on each digit before tugging their joined hands back down to his chest.
"I am perfectly fine being a little spoon," he joked, a yawn cutting off anything else he wanted to say.
He wasn't sure if cuddly was a word that would be apt in this situation but he was feeling rather cuddly.
Greg sucked in a deep breath and released it, his eyes drooping shut. A small smirk twitched his lips upward as he wiggled his hips against Mycroft's crotch a bit, just to play.
"I think I could get used to this, love." he mumbled sleepily as he dropped off, the exhaustion of the day and the warmth and comfort of the moment overcoming him.
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18/12/18 21:22 (UTC)Mycroft's arm slipped over his waist, and he caught it, linking his fingers with Mycroft's and tugging them upwards. He pressed soft kisses on each digit before tugging their joined hands back down to his chest.
"I am perfectly fine being a little spoon," he joked, a yawn cutting off anything else he wanted to say.
He wasn't sure if cuddly was a word that would be apt in this situation but he was feeling rather cuddly.
Greg sucked in a deep breath and released it, his eyes drooping shut. A small smirk twitched his lips upward as he wiggled his hips against Mycroft's crotch a bit, just to play.
"I think I could get used to this, love." he mumbled sleepily as he dropped off, the exhaustion of the day and the warmth and comfort of the moment overcoming him.