Lights seeps in through the curtains, waking me up. I open my eyes just barely to allow in some more sunlight. Chris wiggles around in my arms from his place draped across my chest. I smile, rubbing my cheek against his tan forehead.
"Morning." I say, cheerfully shaking him.
"Ugh." Chris rolls away from me and cuddles his pillow. I wriggle into his back and touch his stomach. he shudders. I pull away.
"I'm sorry." He grasps my hand and puts it back on my stomach.
"I like it." he murmurs. I push up against him again, feeling the curves of his small frame against my own. "Jay Jay," Chris begins.
"Is that me, or is something hard poking into my back?"
I look down, and sure enough, I have a morning arousal.
"Shit! I'm sorry, Chris."
He glances up at me slyly, studying my face.
"Are you attracted to me, Jay?"
"I'll take that as a yes." He sighs, sitting up and running his fingers through his silky hair.
I peer down.
"I'm sorry, i should have told you, now I've ruined everythin-"
I am silenced by soft lips connecting to mine.