Chapter 12
He couldn’t tell if he’d had too much to drink or just felt like s**t in general, but Sean woke feeling terrible. It was too early; despite being exhausted, it was too difficult for him to really sleep in much past the time he usually got up during the weekdays. He got up, used the bathroom, had a cup of water, and returned to bed. Sean wasn’t sure how to actually get himself going today.
Dane, however, noticed and wrapped an arm around him when he got back in. Sean closed his eyes and leaned back against him, enjoying the display of affection, even if it probably wouldn’t last.
“Hey,” said Dane into his ear. He pressed himself up against Sean’s ass, letting him know just how hard he was. “Let me f**k your morning better?”
“Why did you never consider becoming a poet?” Sean f
