For a moment, lying awake one night, Ling wonders why Al is sleeping next to him in the large Xingian bed. Well, he knew why since Al always was the kind to cuddle and he was exhausted from the earlier activities in the bathing room and on the floor and on the writing desk and in the bed… No, there had to be a reason why Al was with him, sleeping with him, living with him, everything else with him. Ling told himself it was because he was a great catch, handsome, rich, powerful, a gentleman, and one hell of a good lay. But thinking back to all of Al's smug looks as Ed glared at them… maybe it had less to do with Ling's accomplishments as a lover and more to do with how much it pissed Ed off to see his little brother hanging off Ling's arm.
He thought about it and realized either reason was perfectly fine with him.