He could feel the tops of his cheeks warm with heat as Lee shifted beneath him, her hips rolling against him until they were pressed close together. Taking an almost shaky breath in, he forced a tired smile onto his lips even as he knew soon she would probably noticed how tired and aroused he actually was.

Leaning into the hand at his cheek, he turned his head so that his mouth brushed a chaste kiss against her palm. Yawning, he smiled at her teases and laughed at the comment.

"I doubt my beard is going to start a shirt fire, if you're that worried though you could just take it off." Lincoln murmured, head dropping against the hollow of her neck sleepily. It only took a minute for him to realise how that sounded. "I didn't mean- not that- I'm shutting up. Ignore me, I'm tired."