Scomiche One Shots

In Love

Something short & sweet? Mitch-centered with an anon lover that you can make whoever you want. Comment please?

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Mitch is just in between sleep and wakefulness.

His eyes are closed and his body feels light, but he's aware of the warmth coming from behind him and how heavy the arm around his chest is. He pushes back into the chest behind him, drifting further into reality. He feels the arm around him twitch, the fingers that were settled over his chest stirring and beginning to trace small hearts there. Mitch thinks he can almost feel the heart beating against his back, but realizes it's probably just his own that he's noticing. It speeds up as he drifts into consciousness, the body behind him pressing closer, enveloping him even more. He feels so safe in these arms, feels like he's at home when he's wrapped up in this warm embrace.

There's the low rumble of a hum that buzzes through his bones as the man behind him shifts, squeezes Mitch tight. He goes as far as to slot their legs together, gets them all tangled up in the sheets. Mitch feels a beard rub against the back of his neck, lips pressing wet, tender kisses gently along the side, only stopping at his jaw to rub his nose against his skin. It makes Mitch tingle all over, his toes curling and his heart fluttering in his chest.

Mitch can't hide the happy sigh that falls from between his lips. He still doesn't open his eyes, thought he knows his lover is now aware he's awake. Instead, he just reaches up, intertwining their fingers so that both of their hands rest right over his heart. He gives a gentle squeeze to the hand he holds, turning his head to the side and puckering his lips. His eyes are still closed.

He feels the puffs of breath against his lips before he feels his love's mouth press gently to his own. They kiss sweetly, slowly. Mitch almost sighs happily, again. His hand is squeezed before their kiss ends, and Mitch wastes no time in settling back against the body behind him. His head falls to the pillow that they both rest on, and he falls asleep with a small smile gracing his lips.

He's safe. He's home. He's in love.