Sore.
That's the first thing that registers when he wakes up, even before he opens his eyes.
He is sore everywhere, but in the best way ever.
Day stretches out, and a soft groan leaves his lips, feeling his muscles all give and relax.
There is a heat and heaviness behind him. limbs tangled in his, too, and an arm that has an ice grip on his waist. A face pressed on the back of his neck.
He knows who it is, even without thinking about it. something else is thrumming inside him, alive and so warm that it makes his heart feel like it will burst with something akin to love …
Oh gods.
They mated. They finally mated, and this time it feels different.
He knows it is for real this time because his neck sure is sore, as is the rest of his body, but the connection he feels with Travis is out of this world.
It feels like Travis is everywhere inside him, on the surface of his ski, and all he wants-
All he wants is to turn around and kiss him.
