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Gentle moonlight spilled in through the window, illuminating the otherwise dark room, quiet except for the soft rustling of buttons being done on a navy shirt that matched the night sky.
As soon as the last button was done, Oswald settled in bed, pulling the covers over himself and waiting for his lover to lay next to him. He turned to rest his head on Ryan’s chest once he did so, eyes fluttering shut as the other man began carding his fingers through his hair.
“Rest now,” Ryan whispered in his sweet voice, and Oswald found he couldn’t resist any longer.