Waking up with his head on a warm, firm pillow, Lane had a vague sense of deja vu. He had woken up like that once again, hadn't he? Of course, this time it was a bit different, because he and Damien had already fallen asleep cuddling. But, aside from that, it was quite similar. Just like the last time, Damien was already awake, although he wasn't tugging on Lane's arm, trying to peel him off himself, but rather Lane could tell because of his uneven breathing. Then maybe, just like last time…
With one shift move, Lane tossed the blankets aside, before Damien could react.
And sure enough, there it was, a tent!
"Hehe," Lane chuckled, a wide grin spreading across his face. "So energetic so early in the morning?"
He reached his hand to slip it inside Damien's pajama pants…
But this time, Damien was faster, grabbing him by the wrist. "Xavier! We're in bed!"
"Um, yes?" Lane lifted his brows in confusion. "I am aware?"
