"Love you too," Grey replies in a soft murmur, which he's pretty sure Midnight doesn't hear. But it doesn't matter, the man knows perfectly well Grey adores him.
It takes him a moment longer to fall asleep but it's not all that difficult with his adorable little bird snuggled against him and breathing heavily against his chest.
Midnight isn't often an early riser, but somehow, whenever he's been promised a dicking in the morning, he manages to get up before the alarm. He'd once joked to Grey that it's his internal vitamin D alarm. This morning is no different, the petite man stretching out on top of Grey and slowly coming to, blearily glancing to the side to the clock to check the time. Though even without the clock, he could guess that it's somewhere before 6, given the grey light of pre-dawn.
Kissing at Grey's chest, Midnight contemplates how to wake the man. His hips are already shimmying about, though, testing the waters to see if Grey might be half-hard this morning or not. If not, maybe he'll just go wash up first... Choices, choices.
It's definitely nicer waking up to this than the alarm blaring away on the nightstand. Grey doesn't bother opening his eyes as he reaches up to wrap his arms around the man draped on top of him.
He hums under his breath, a sound very similar to a big cat's purr and just as satisfied. His hands find Midnight's hips, drawing down those subtle thighs to frame his own hips before Grey helps Midnight to grind down against him, pushing him down and then pulling him up, helping him align their cocks together.
"Impatient..." Grey murmurs under his breath, teasing just a little.
"Hah-" Midnight laughs, biting his lip and sitting up a bit so he can rock down easier against Grey. "Look, I was gonna go wash up first if you weren't hard at all and still sleeping..."
It's clear he's quite pleased Grey's awake, though. He swipes his sleep-mussed hair back and grinds down against Grey's cock, moaning freely as he mumbles, "You can't blame me for being eager."
"I'm not blaming you of anything," Grey murmurs as he finally opens his eyes to look at the sight above him. Sleepy and horny, his little bird is pretty much the most beautiful like this, ruffled and eager and full of joy.
He shifts a bit to be able to reach for the nightstand, grab his phone and turn off the alarm. When he returns the phone, he grabs the lube and drops it onto the bed beside them at easy reach.
"In fact, I'll be thanking you," he continues with a small, fleeting smile as he cups Midnight's cheeks within his wide palms, fingers entangling with messy curls and tightening in them to draw the man down to be kissed.
"Mm-!" Midnight 'protests' before relaxing down into the kiss. Then he giggles and mutters, "Morning breath. You live on the edge."
He kisses along the middle of Grey's chest, gripping his shoulders for purchase as Midnight keeps rocking their hips together. He then tips his head up and grins at Grey, gradually waking more and asking cheekily, "So... gonna fuck me, or do I get to blow you, bebe?"
"I don't care," Grey murmurs as Midnight is pulling away to press kisses to his chest. Morning breath or not, even after all those drinks...
Big hands slide over the artist's back until Grey reaches those rocking hips, gripping them firmly to help their hips grind together in a maddening rhythm that's filling both of their erections between them.
"Are you up for riding me?" he asks gently as he lets one of those hands slip further up to pry Midnight's cheeks apart, spreading him a little.
"You bet your sweet ass I am," Midnight hums, grinning as he feels himself being spread. Biting his lower lip, he grinds slow and dirty against Grey's dick, eyes narrowing with pleasure as they both harden. "You gonna prep me, babe?"
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It takes him a moment longer to fall asleep but it's not all that difficult with his adorable little bird snuggled against him and breathing heavily against his chest.
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Midnight isn't often an early riser, but somehow, whenever he's been promised a dicking in the morning, he manages to get up before the alarm. He'd once joked to Grey that it's his internal vitamin D alarm. This morning is no different, the petite man stretching out on top of Grey and slowly coming to, blearily glancing to the side to the clock to check the time. Though even without the clock, he could guess that it's somewhere before 6, given the grey light of pre-dawn.
Kissing at Grey's chest, Midnight contemplates how to wake the man. His hips are already shimmying about, though, testing the waters to see if Grey might be half-hard this morning or not. If not, maybe he'll just go wash up first... Choices, choices.
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He hums under his breath, a sound very similar to a big cat's purr and just as satisfied. His hands find Midnight's hips, drawing down those subtle thighs to frame his own hips before Grey helps Midnight to grind down against him, pushing him down and then pulling him up, helping him align their cocks together.
"Impatient..." Grey murmurs under his breath, teasing just a little.
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"Hah-" Midnight laughs, biting his lip and sitting up a bit so he can rock down easier against Grey. "Look, I was gonna go wash up first if you weren't hard at all and still sleeping..."
It's clear he's quite pleased Grey's awake, though. He swipes his sleep-mussed hair back and grinds down against Grey's cock, moaning freely as he mumbles, "You can't blame me for being eager."
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He shifts a bit to be able to reach for the nightstand, grab his phone and turn off the alarm. When he returns the phone, he grabs the lube and drops it onto the bed beside them at easy reach.
"In fact, I'll be thanking you," he continues with a small, fleeting smile as he cups Midnight's cheeks within his wide palms, fingers entangling with messy curls and tightening in them to draw the man down to be kissed.
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"Mm-!" Midnight 'protests' before relaxing down into the kiss. Then he giggles and mutters, "Morning breath. You live on the edge."
He kisses along the middle of Grey's chest, gripping his shoulders for purchase as Midnight keeps rocking their hips together. He then tips his head up and grins at Grey, gradually waking more and asking cheekily, "So... gonna fuck me, or do I get to blow you, bebe?"
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Big hands slide over the artist's back until Grey reaches those rocking hips, gripping them firmly to help their hips grind together in a maddening rhythm that's filling both of their erections between them.
"Are you up for riding me?" he asks gently as he lets one of those hands slip further up to pry Midnight's cheeks apart, spreading him a little.
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"You bet your sweet ass I am," Midnight hums, grinning as he feels himself being spread. Biting his lower lip, he grinds slow and dirty against Grey's dick, eyes narrowing with pleasure as they both harden. "You gonna prep me, babe?"