There is nothing like waking up in Sam's arms, especially when he's still sleeping. The gentle giant of my brother is so breathtaking when he's asleep with the ponderous rise and fall of his chest. His face is worry free, often with a soft smile. His hair gets ruffled and his cheeks stay flushed. Sammy's arms holding me against his chest gently as he snores. His heat and the way he cuddles into me like a great big fucking teddy bear. It's incredibly precious and I can't resist. I'll just lay there in his arms, watching his face and listening to his breathing.