Marcel woke up the following day with the feeling of someone's weight in his arms. When he opened his eyes, he was face to face with Adrian's clavicle. He looked at the faint bite marks he had left there last night. When his thoughts wandered off in that direction, his eyes darkened with arousal.
He almost laughed at himself at how his little brother stirred with his thought process. He closed his eyes once more and buried his face in Adrian's neck.
"Awake?" Adrian asked as he hugged him tighter.
"Mmmh," Marcel answered as he also tightened the hold he had on him.
"Today we are going back to the house," Adrian said as he played with Adrian's messy hair.
"I don't want to go," Marcel said and looked at Adrian, but Adrian could barely see his face since it was blocked by his hair. He pushed the hair away from his face while laughing at him.