Mates for Life pt 2 [M]

Those were the last words that Ainsley heard before he completely fell asleep from the lullaby of Sinclair's breathing. When he came to, it was already morning. The sun was high up the sky as if guiding every citizen to their workplaces. It was so strange that he didn't hear his phone's alarm. Neither did he grow annoyed at that of Sinclair.

Seeing that Sinclair was still holding onto him, Ainsley carefully moved to stretch out a little. He was stuck to one position the entire night, but he didn't really mind. In the coldness of the room, he felt rather comfortable holding onto Sinclair's warm body. That firm and strong body…

In the middle of his stretching, he seemed to feel like something was making itself known again. A wild red blush ran across his face… as it was not the one on his body. Rather, he also had one, but he had felt that of Sinclair.