Mornings Like Midnight

@intolerablexsacrifice continued from [x]

Sunlight dripped through a crack in the heavy curtains, aligning itself across the lieutenant’s freckled skin in such a manner as to be utterly irresistible. The fact that Thomas would have much preferred a lay in was forgotten in favor of enjoying a far more pleasant morning before getting down to business matters. He had a meeting in a few hours – and he truly had meant to let James sleep until noon, at which point he and Miranda could have woken him up together – but the temptation had simply been too much for him.

Now, he had a laughing, blushing lieutenant in his bed who was only slightly begrudging his wake up call, and Thomas found himself genuinely wondering if he could put off his entire day just to spoil James. It was only the knowledge of his lover’s predictable horror at the realization of what was missed and the threat of Miranda’s disapproval that kept him from carrying on beyond a cheeky kiss to the corner of James’ lips before sitting up and laying his hand on the warm skin between his lover’s shoulders. 

“If I have to be awake this early, everyone ought to,” He quipped lightly enough, “Although,” His hand slid lazily along, fingers tracing familiar patterns now amid the constellations on James’ skin, “I cannot say I would be too opposed to finding you right where I left you, if you would like to continue your repose.” 

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