
Morning.
(Don’t know, how many times I can post this one, but… it simply brings me into the right state of mind.)
Turks always sleep with one eye open… Perhaps, for the most of the time it was true, but Tseng considered that he could...
this situation. If...the way sleep so necessitates her claim, there was wonder at the fact...
Reeve is warm and comfortable, so no wonder Tseng feels full rested now as he is lying on him. And no wonder they...
For Reeve there was the simplest pleasure in having a warm body resting on him, quiescent and relaxed where normally...
Thoughts are floating through Tseng’s mind, as he tries to make sense of the situation, but then at the very moment when...
Reeve smiles at the sound of disuse from sleep in Tseng’s voice. He himself had fallen asleep for a wee while, under the...
Warmth of his body and the scattered rays of the morning sun on the face. That all suffices enough to linger on the...
“Good morning sleepy-head.” Stretches out slightly now that Tseng stirs but settles back again to return to the hold,...