I am hot. It's quite a pleasant feeling, I feel like I'm in a safe little cocoon.
I open my eyes slowly, finding myself facing a strange flesh-colored wall.
It takes me a moment to realize that what I'm seeing are bare...muscled pecs. After a panicked second, I look up, wondering who I'm sleeping with, only to realize it's Ryley. I watch him for a few seconds as he grunts in his sleep as he tightens around me a little more. Reassured, I sigh in relief.
However, I try to push him away in order to regain my vital space, but he holds me too firmly.
I pout, annoyed because I give him a finger, he takes my arm" Every time I make him a small concession, he sinks into the breach to settle down like an oil stain. The proof is that I never planned to sleep glued to him in this way.