[Just like always, Richard was dead to the world. The golden sleep had fully claimed him and there was no reaction from him when his lover stirred awake and slowly moved away from the bed. If it wasn't for his steadily raising chest and soft, nearly inaudible puff of air passing his lips, one could even think that he was no longer in the books of living.
Though there's some signs of living in him when his rest is disturbed by a new source of heat as Whitey climbs to sleep next to him. Richard murmurs softly in his sleep, his body moving on its own closer to the white fur.
But his sleep is properly broken when there's a familiar press against him, caging his small frame.]
Mmm.. [Richard hums as he stirs, turning his sleepy eyes to look at the man behind him.]
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Though there's some signs of living in him when his rest is disturbed by a new source of heat as Whitey climbs to sleep next to him. Richard murmurs softly in his sleep, his body moving on its own closer to the white fur.
But his sleep is properly broken when there's a familiar press against him, caging his small frame.]
Mmm.. [Richard hums as he stirs, turning his sleepy eyes to look at the man behind him.]