No alarm. No obligations. No duties to call him away. It was a blissfully quiet moment. He floated in that hazy space between sleep and awareness, reveling in the warmth that surrounded him. A bare chest pressed against his back. A hand rested possessively on his hip. The sound of even breathing reached his ear. Contentedly, he listened to the steady and reassuring rhythm. Not once did he feel compelled to open his heavy eyelids. His only desire was to remain in stillness, ensconced in his lover's embrace. Silence sung its sweet lullaby. Darkness called. He willingly succumbed once more.
