10. Blanket (DeanPharm)

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Watching Pharm sleeping was one of his favorite activities, almost like a hobby. The lazy movements and small noises the youngest used to make when he was close to waking up, as if he was too attached to sleep to be aware, painted in front of Dean a picture he liked to compare to a kitten stretching. His husband was the most perfect and adorable thing in the universe and even though he should have been used to this fact after 2 years of waking up by his side, it still felt like the first morning of their honeymoon. Upon realizing this fact, he let a soft laugh escape his lips even as he tried not to disturb his loved one's rest.

Sensing movement nearby, Pharm woke up, but still not fully opening his eyes and peeking out from behind his lashes, he complained in the sweetest tone in the universe for a long "P'Deeean~", but unable to stop the smile that the name brought with it.

"Good morning, love.", Dean whispered as he caressed Pharm's ear with the tip of his nose, sending small sensitive waves through his body that reacted with a moderate shiver, causing him to wake up for good.

"Hmmm, blankie! Blankie!" Pharm said stretching his slender arms, opening and closing his hands into fists. Already used to his husband's habits, Dean complied with the request that consisted of lying above his body, covering him like a blanket. Of course, due to the size difference between them, the maneuver required Dean to put much of his weight on his own elbows to avoid crushing the little one beneath him, but he still managed to satisfy Pharm's urge, who instinctively curled his heels into his thighs and hugged his shoulders, bringing him even closer.

"Good morning, love!" Pharm whispered the greeting as he felt comfortable in the new position with his husband serving as a human blanket for him. Which, if Pharm was to admit it out loud, was immeasurably nicer than a real blanket, even though they were both warm and hugged his body gently. Now, feeling the light contact with Dean's body over his, he could positively claim to be fully awake.

Noticing the change in his husband's body, Dean couldn't help teasing him and grinded his hips gently. Finally opening his eyes, Pharm accepted the teasing and willingly returned the movement, eliciting a strangled moan from the older one, a mix of surprise and pleasure. Dean loved everything about Pharm: his sweet, sometimes shy ways that usually led him to woo him slowly until he got what he wanted was something he loved dearly. But when Pharm was bold like that, he awakened a very specific spot inside him that released a singular surge of desire.

Dean felt like the most privileged man in the world for being the only one able to see this side of his beloved. Pharm was a dedicated professional, a responsible boss, a reliable son and brother, a worthy man in every way. But this lust-laden look he was able to stare at now and lose his breath so it was just his to be enjoyed. Unable to resist any longer, he bent his head and kissed Pharm. The touch that started out gentle and innocent was deepened with the younger's permission as he opened his mouth and allowed their tongues to meet.

Pharm's hands that were on Dean's shoulders began tracing movements around the defined muscles of his back until he reached his underwear waistband and ventured there, feeling the perfect curve of his body. It was now possible for both of them to accurately feel each other's erections, even with the thin layers of fabric separating them.

At the same time, Dean's hands that were busy holding Pharm's perfect face started their own adventure, being interrupted by the distraction caused by his nipples. Dean was a simple man and it wasn't part of his system to simply ignore the invitation they presented, but as he prepared to do something about it, they were interrupted by their phone alarm indicating that they should get up to start their daily activities before heading to work.

Both let out a frustrated sigh at being bothered by the reality shock, but soon returned to their good humor. The advantage of being kindred spirits destined to spend eternity together was knowing that they would always have more time for each other in the future. With that thought in mind, Dean moved away from Pharm's body and returned to his original side of the bed, lying back on the pillow as he watched his husband getting up lazily and head towards the wardrobe, choosing the clothes he would wear that day. When he felt satisfied with the selected pieces, he turned to face Dean and said pouting which piqued his curiosity:

"There's something missing, love..."

"Really? What do you need?", Dean asked with genuine concern.

"You! How about you help me in the shower?" Pharm suggested with an innocent smile that he saw mirrored on his husband's face, but in the latter seemed to have an extra mischievous color on it.

Making breakfast with Dean wrapped around his waist would be difficult, considering the size of the man behind him, but Pharm didn't have the heart to ask his husband to let go. If any of their couple's friends saw them now, he would grimace in horror, protesting how disgusting people in love are to watch, but he just felt peaceful and loved.

After the morning's chores were finished and they were ready to leave for work, Pharm tapped softly on Dean's car window and the man immediately lowered it.

"What happened, love?" he asked sweetly.

Pharm reached down and gave his husband a peck before smiling and teasing him with a cryptic "Weather forecast for tonight is a drop in temperature, don't forget that!"

As if Dean couldn't figure out the riddle, with a small crease forming between his eyebrows, Pharm explained, "That means I'm going to need a blanket, so don't be late!" With that said, the youngest got in his own car and left in the restaurant's direction. Dean was right behind, but in the opposite direction towards his father's company, but without losing the smile planted on his face during the entire journey.

[The End]

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Note:

This is the English version of "Uma manhã qualquer", also available here on Wattpad and written by me.

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