Title Good Morning
Author Eglantine_br
Rate PG
Word Count 100 Drabble
The bed dipped under Horatio's elbow.
Archie blinked. From inches away, Horatio was a being of shadows and gleams. He was as much breath as vision, he was heat. His hair was stuck to his face. His cheeks were red with sleep.
Archie reached with his feet. Here were Horatio's boney shanks, and his shy ankles. Here were the tops of Horatio's feet, warm and pale, foolishly soft.
“Hmm. S'morning I suppose.” Horatio said. He rolled to Archie, to take and return the caress. To let legs twine. Warm, warm.
“Do you want to get up?”
“Not really.”
