Little King (Seoksoo)

Joshua

Joshua moaned. Something smelled so good.

It was that delicious Mr. Handsome scent surrounding him—had he let Joshua borrow his cologne to douse his pillow after all?

He turned his face into his pillow and took a deep breath in. Heaven. The scent made him feel safe, and cozy, and...turned on?

Yep. Definite yep. His morning wood twitched as he inhaled again. Except...

"Not pillow," Joshua mumbled, his voice garbled by cloth and...chest. That was definitely a hard male chest his head was resting on—one that was starting to shake as its owner let out a soft laugh, all gloriously smooth and deep and rumbly. Oh no. That was definitely not helping Joshua's morning wood situation at all.

He lifted his head and found himself gazing into familiar bright-blue eyes. Had Joshua thought they were cold and predatory before? Now they were warm and soft, with a heat building in them that had Joshua's toes curling.

"Awake already, lovely? It has only been a few hours." That smooth, deep voice sent a shiver down Joshua's spine.

He let out a grumble-snort that was supposed to translate into, "Awake is a relative term." Hopefully Seokmin got the gist. Mornings were not Joshua's thing, even at the best of times.

As the sleep fog slowly left his brain, he realized with some amount of mortification that he was wrapped around Seokmin like some kind of horny octopus. At some point in his sleep, Joshua had apparently kicked off the covers and decided the man—the vampire—was his personal life-size teddy bear.

Which—double mortification—meant Joshua's hard-on was currently pressed right into Seokmin's hip.

He let out an embarrassed groan and tried to untangle his limbs from Seokmin's body. "I'm so sorry, I—"

He was cut off by a low growl as Seokmin's arms tightened around him, keeping Joshua firmly in place, without an inch of space between them.

Joshua took a moment to relish the feel of the vampire's embrace. He would have thought vampires were cold, but Seokmin's body gave off a delicious heat. "Um...," Joshua mumbled into Seokmin's chest. "I didn't mean to sleep-accost you."

"It was not unwelcome." There was a hint of laughter in Seokmin's voice.

Well, there's a ringing endorsement. "I'm serious. I didn't realize I was such a cuddler. I would've warned a guy."

"I would have done the same from the beginning had I known it would be acceptable."

That was surprising. "You would have...cuddled me?"

Joshua felt Seokmin rub his stubbled cheek against the top of his head, like he was some kind of big cat. He hummed into Joshua's hair. "I would have touched you, held you—yes."

That thought took a moment to process in Joshua's brain. He blinked at the incongruity of his fierce vampire-demon protector wanting to play big spoon, little spoon with him. "Oh. And you don't mind...um...you know...?"

Seokmin chuckled softly. "I don't know, but if you mean this"—he rubbed his hip against Joshua's hard cock, causing heat to spread from Joshua's groin through his whole body—"I do not."

Oh my Lord. Joshua buried his face into Seokmin's chest, cheeks flushed with embarrassment and...other things.

That deep, smooth voice sounded even more amused, if a little husky. "You might even have noticed I'm in the same predicament."

He said what now?

And then Joshua did feel, against the leg he currently had draped over Seokmin's midsection—Jesus, he really had engulfed the man—that the vampire had his own little situation going on.