The two men lay sleeping, naked and skin-to-skin, with Benjamin nestled in Charles's chest, covered only by a thick blanket. The air was still heavy with their pheromones, smelling like a strawberry field after a rainy summer day. Charles brushed a stray lock of hair away and planted a tender kiss on Benjamin's forehead.
"Are you up, Ben?"
Benjamin blinked as the sun shone in his eyes and the breeze of the cool morning brushed against his skin. He rubbed his eyes, yawning, and stretched out his arms before he realized the situation he found himself in. He was fully naked, lying in Charles's arms.
Benjamin jolted up, clutching the blanket to his chest as he frantically scanned his surroundings. The memories of the night before, their bodies desperately intertwined, flooded back in a dizzying rush.
