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    What was it about mornings? Reid’s cock always ached and felt like it was made of lead when he woke up. When he woke up with a body in his bed (or in this case, a couch belonging to one very gorgeous and unconscious Carter), it was like trying to stop a charging bull. Reid’s body wasn't concerned with good intentions or romance. There was just a lot of need, hunger and energy. Reid needed to taste Carter and get off.
    His lips were already at Carter’s throat, so Reid started there. He slid his tongue along Carter’s skin and he groaned. There was the hint of salt and soap and something soft that made Reid’s balls throb. He gently dug his teeth into Carter’s neck and let them drag. A weak moan rattled in Carter’s throat and his arm tightened around Reid but he continued to sleep. Reid leaned and gently rolled Carter onto his back and rose above him on his elbow. Reid slid his hand under Carter’s shirt and pushed it up his chest, marveling at the feel of smooth, hot ridges beneath his hand as he dropped his head and traced Carter’s lips with his tongue.
    Carter hummed softly and his hips rocked reflexively against Reid as Carter started to wake. Reid settled between Carter’s thighs as his hand splayed against Carter’s chest and slowly glided down. Reid growled softly at the feel of Carter’s hard cock pressing against his as he sucked on Carter’s lower lip. He saw Carter’s eyes flutter open and they were wide as Reid’s fingers flicked the buttons at the fly of his jeans. Carter moaned and his hands wrapped around Reid’s head as his tongue surged into Reid’s mouth, probing hungrily. Reid pried the last button free and slid his hand down the front of Carter’s boxer briefs. This time, Reid’s eyes widened as his hand closed around Carter’s thick erection and slid down what felt like feet of solid length. Reid raised his head and rose on his knees as he looked down. His head snapped back up and he smiled wickedly at Carter’s slightly groggy, concerned expression.
    “Want to get married?” He teased as he pushed Carter’s shirt up. Carter snorted as he lifted his shoulders and pulled his shirt over his head. Fuck, he was gorgeous.
    “Funny enough, you’re not the first person to say that.” He murmured as he reached for Reid’s lips and pressed a brief, clinging kiss before he fell back on the couch. Reid raised a brow as he stared down at Carter.
    “Really?” He drawled as he lowered his head and licked Carter’s shoulder. Carter sighed as he sifted his fingers through Reid’s hair.
    “If they didn’t run away screaming, they proposed. Then, it was all about dick on demand until they found someone that was more than just a fuck toy.” Carter explained as Reid’s tongue traced his nipple. Reid frowned up at Carter.
    “Wait. You’re complaining about being used for sex?” Reid asked incredulously. Carter laughed softly and shrugged.
    “It got old. Quick hand jobs or blow jobs to get me hard, then being told to mount up and get to work…” Carter sighed as his hands wrapped around Reid’s shoulders and began to knead absently. Reid was sure Carter didn’t even realize he was doing it but it was divine. “Most of the time, they’d be gone as soon as they got off.” He became quiet and Reid felt a little guilty. He was having some very one-sided fantasies featuring Carter’s cock. Reid could empathize though, he was pretty large and was usually cast as the top during sex. But Carter was every bottom’s dream. No wonder Carter hadn’t had a lot of experience receiving.
    “You’ve got an incredible cock, Carter.” Reid admitted as he pushed Carter’s jeans and underwear down as Carter lifted his hips as his eyes searched Reid’s. He smiled as he lowered his head, holding Carter’s gaze as his tongue stretched past his lips and flicked Carter’s nipple. Carter hissed and his hips bucked off the couch. “But I want all of you and I’m planning to fuck you