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Carter’s skin to his ear.
    “Don’t go.” He murmured, hot and damp against Carter’s ear before he kissed Carter’s earlobe and released a soft sigh, sending more moist heat into Carter’s ear. Carter shivered and it only made matters more urgent. He tapped Reid again.
    “I really have to pee.” He whispered. Reid grumbled incoherently but released Carter. Oddly disappointed, Carter carefully extricated himself and slid off the couch.
    After he was done giggling in relief and euphoria, Carter flushed and went to the fridge for a bottle of water. It was a little after 3 a.m. and Carter couldn’t make up his mind as he leaned against the dining room table and watched Reid sleep. If he was smart, he’d go upstairs to his bed and go back to sleep. That way, Reid would know that Carter wasn’t getting carried away and it would prevent any awkwardness when they woke up. If Reid wanted to, he could quietly slip out of the house without having to make any excuses. But Carter wanted back in. He’d scoured high and low for the perfect couch. It was the softest, thickest leather and huge. It was perfect for naps and those nights when Carter worked too long and was too lazy to go upstairs. Now, Reid’s beautiful, warm, richly scented body was stretched out on Carter’s perfect couch and the whole thing was… perfect.
    Clearly, he wasn’t smart. Carter sighed in defeat as he crossed the room and set the bottle of water on the table before he gently sat on the couch and stretched out next to Reid. He hesitantly pressed his hand against Reid’s chest and leaned closer. Reid hummed and it was deep and content as his arms closed around Carter and pulled him back in. Carter couldn’t help the goofy tilting of his lips as he slid his hand around Reid’s waist, under his ridiculously soft cardigan. Carter decided that if possible, he was stealing it. If Reid left enough of his scent on the couch and Carter had this lush little bit of him, his happy place would be heaven. Carter burrowed his face into the center of Reid’s chest and a soft moan tickled his throat as Reid’s hand slid into Carter’s hair. Warmth bloomed in Carter’s chest and he did his best to ignore it, worried that it would soon be replaced by the burning ache of disappointment. Instead, Carter melted into the solid, intoxicating heat of Reid’s body and yawned as sleep pulled him back under.
    Hours later, Carter felt Reid stirring and kept his body limp and his breathing even. His eyes remained shut and his face relaxed as he pretended to be asleep. Reid carefully slid around Carter’s body and rose from the couch. Carter remained still and listened as Reid found the bathroom, pissed for an eternity and washed his hands. Carter held his breath when Reid walked back into the living room and waited. Part of him prayed that Reid wouldn’t leave, that he’d return to the couch and wrap Carter in his hard, furnace body. Another part of Carter was a little terrified of that and hoped that Reid would do what Carter had failed to do. He hoped that Reid would take a step back because it might feel a little like things were moving too fast and a little out of control if they woke up together.
    The couch cushions dipped as Reid sat. Carter heard Reid drink about half the bottle of water before he shrugged out of his cardigan and tossed it away. Then, Reid’s body covered Carter’s as he settled back onto the couch. Reid buried his face in the corner of Carter’s neck as he slid one arm behind Carter’s head and another around his waist as Reid rolled onto his side. Carter was partially pinned beneath Reid and cocooned in the seductive comfort of his body. He waited, testing his emotions and felt joy and anticipation bubbling within him. Carter sighed drowsily, dreamily, as he wrapped his arms around Reid and pulled him closer. Carter knew he was well and truly fucked but couldn’t summon the energy to worry as he drifted off to sleep again.

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