The Morning After

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Sunlight broke threw a pair of lazily closed curtains, shining over the body of two boys.

A small, pale boy was in the arms of a Cuban; head buried in the tan boys chest.

Both of their arms were wrapped around each other, and legs tangled together under the sheets. The only thing the two wore were boxers, nothing else.

Their hair was a mess, and scratches in the shape of claw marks were clearly seen on the Cuban's back.

Hickeys and bite marks covered both of their necks and shoulder blades too.
The taller boy shifted around, fluttering his eyes open and smiled. He watched his partner do the same. "Good morning, baby~"

The other groaned in response and closed his eyes again. He felt his bangs getting moved from his nose, and replaced by a soft kiss.

"How are you feeling?" The Cuban asked, caressing his boyfriends cheek.

"Sore. And I'm still tried, Lance." The ravenette responded, sighing happily.

"I think I went a little too rough on you last night. I'm sorry, Keith." A chuckle escaped Lance's lips, his hand lowered itself further down his partners back and into his boxers.

"What are you doing?"

"Distracting you from the pain." His finger circled Keith's entrance at a slow pace.

"You're gonna get us both hard again, stoppp..." Keith whined, like a child.

"Baby, stop complaining and enjoy the moment." Lance huffed, pulling his hand away. "Plus, I wouldn't get turned on by you like this anyways." He mumbled to himself.

Keith snapped his head up and narrowed his eyes, "Excuse me?!" He sat up and grabbed his pillow, "Don't be fucking rude!" He hit Lance in the face, causing him to sit up too and start laughing.

"Okay. Okay! I'm sorry!" Lance chuckled, lifting his hands up in defense.

"Sorry won't cut it."

"Okay, you're beautiful! I'm sorry, princess." Lance pouted as Keith stopped hitting him with his 'weapon'. "Are you satisfied enough to stop abusing me yet?"

Keith scrunched up his nose, "Yes."
Lance kissed his forehead, still laughing a little.

"I hate you." Keith playfully punched his stomach.

"I love you too." Lance replied and the two started to giggle more...

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