He was softer than his physique would seem to be, a warm, firm but giving shape underneath her. It was nights like this she wondered what it would be like to actively have him as her space heater, laying next to her at night, wound around her.

He kissed her cheek and she pressed into it, shifting her leg higher and pressing herself closer, face buried in his throat. “I like this. Can I stay here forever? I have so much to do tomorrow and I don’t want to do any of it. I want a day off.” She whined quietly, lips brushing his throat.