Beneath the covers Nathan moved in sleep,rubbing his foot down the length of Wes’s calf with a smooth rasp of skin on skin.His thigh settled between Wes’s legs,pressed up againsthis crotch.Wes shifted to alleviate the pressure but Nathan cuddled up to him,grasping,like a child holding a favorite teddy.A sudden pressure in Wes’s bladder made him pull awaybut he couldn’t seem to untangle himself from the sheets or Nathan.“Nathan,”he whispered.No response.“Let me up.”
Nathan mumbled something unintelligible and buried his head into Wes’s pillow,his hands tightening on Wes’s waist for a second,then falling open to let Wes slip from the bed.Still whispering,Wes promised,“I’ll be right back.”