Chapter 17

Mist opened his eyes to find that he couldn't move. He was trapped under Sol's big body!

He started squirming.

"Hades." Sol grumbled, his raspy voice sending shivers down the Incubus's spine. "Why did I ever think that sleeping with you was the best idea."

"That's many ways offensive." Mist pouted, staring at the ceiling still trapped.

Sol raised his dark head from where it was buried in the crook of Mist's neck and blinked open his eyes to stare intently at him. "I had to lie on you to get you to stop rolling around like you were on fire." He explained drily.

Mist blushed ridiculously, he knew he wasn't exactly going to win an award for sleeping quietly but he didn't expect it to be this bad. "I didn't dislocate anything, did I?" He averted his face, this was the reason why Vinyl had cuffed him to the interior of her wardrobe.

"No but you came close." He rubbed his jaw at the memory of the vicious kicks. "Do you get nightmares?"