Page 94 of Sunset Catchers

A sort of brightness slips up against my closed lids. I shift my body underneath the weight draped over my lower back, then sigh at the small puff of air that’s ruffling my hair at regular intervals. The slight scratch on my forehead itches, but I’m too wonderfully warm all over to do anything about it. I let myself slip back into a light sleep, swayed by the soothing sound that thumps into my eardrum.

Sometime later, when the light becomes impossible to ignore, as it brightens with every passing minute, I stretch my sleepy limbs, letting one of my legs slide up the length of something soft yet strong, my knee ending up against something undeniably hard.

I snort in my head.

It almost feels like…my eyes fly open.

A hard dick.

That’s what it feels like, because that’s what it is.

Levi’s hard dick by the way, my mind supplies.

Argh!

Now that my brain has fully waken up, it let me take in the full extent of my current state; nestled against, well slightly over, Levi’s body. My head is against his chest, while his cheek rests against my forehead.

I’ve gone fully koala on him.

His arm, slung across my lower back, tightens when I try to extricate myself from his embrace, refusing to let me go. I halt my attempt at escaping when Levi begins stirring underneath me, making his boner dig into my knee even more.

He nestles his face against the top of my head, his arm sliding from my waist to my shoulders.

This is bad.

So, so bad…wait, is it bad?

I mean, it doesn’t feel bad.

It feels rather nice, even.

Yes, my mind settles.

Yes, my body relents.

Yes, my heart swoops in.

Oh. Okay, then.

My body becomes putty against Levi’s, and for one blissful moment, I let my eyes flutter close again, the crush induced butterflies happily fluttering around in my stomach over being held by the object of their affection.

Yes, I wholly agree. This is quite nice.

Levi stirs some more, slowly waking up. I know it the moment his own brain alerts him to the cuddling situation. His body becomes stiff against mine. I don’t move a muscle.

Unlike me, his first reaction isn’t to try to pull away from me. If anything, he holds me even closer. He nuzzles my hair and inhales silently, deeply. His arm slides back down from my shoulders to my waist, the tips of his fingers leaving behind a trail of bumps on my bare arm. I can imagine perfectly the content smile I’m certain is on his face right now.

The stupid thing in my chest stutters.

Then, he subtly and very slowly shift his hips away, trying to get his morning boner away from my knee. The smallest sound leaves my lips. He freezes, then sighs in defeat.

“How long have you been awake?” I have to fight the shudder that wants to roll down my spine.

Levi’s morning voice! Deep and scruffy. It’s very good.

“Long enough to know exactly how your dick feels when it’s hard and poking into my knee,” I say without trying to hide my amusement.

“Fuck.”