Zizi wakes up first. The curtains had been left open, sunlight flitting in through the window, giving Hunter a golden glow that just took Zizi’s breath away.
Hunter was wrapped up in Zizi, head on Zizi’s chest, hands wrapped around Zizi’s waist, legs intertwined with Zizi’s, his lips parted a bit so he could breathe through them. Zizi guesses it’s late noon, he knows he should check but he didn’t have a clock in his room - the ticking always drove him crazy and the red flash of the LED clocks just irritated him, and his wristwatch was tucked away in the closet.
He didn’t even want to stand up. He wanted to stay like this for as long as he could. What if this was the last time? He has put his seduction plan on hold but he still had questions for both himself and Hunter.
Had Hunter rea
