Bed. Oh his bed. That was one of his favorite places. Even more so with someone in it. He knew it made him seem like a playboy, the way he liked bringing in warm bodies to heat the sheets, but he slept better with someone beside, someone warm to wrap in his arms or to be wrapped up in.
He turned, arms sliding around Mal and tugging the other down onto the bed with him. He curled against him, humming as he pressed his face into the slightly smaller man's neck, kissing along the pulse.
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Bed. Oh his bed. That was one of his favorite places. Even more so with someone in it. He knew it made him seem like a playboy, the way he liked bringing in warm bodies to heat the sheets, but he slept better with someone beside, someone warm to wrap in his arms or to be wrapped up in.
He turned, arms sliding around Mal and tugging the other down onto the bed with him. He curled against him, humming as he pressed his face into the slightly smaller man's neck, kissing along the pulse.