Hayden's eyes flicked open, his hand coming up to rub at his face tiredly as he rolled over to his side-- and he was glad he did.
In the corner of the room was his husband, Danny, his slender frame only covered by his silken emerald night robe, now half pooling on his forearms as it slipped past one pale shoulder as he worked.
Hayden's eyes followed his movements, treated to the sight of Danny's long leg bent and propped up on a chair, his fingers slowly pulling up a sheer grey coloured sock past his calf. It seemed he had already managed to adorn the sock on his other leg, and it sat high up just above his knee.
Hayden grunted, the lingering sliver of sleep quickly evaporating when that sock was guided all the way up and up...
Danny's grey eyes flitted to him then, a quirk of a surprised smile twisting his lips.
"Oh, darling, did I wake you?"
Hayden nodded slowly, a grin taking his lips as Danny dropped his leg from the chair and turned towards him, robe like pooling liquid green dripping down alabaster skin, exposing the delicate curve of his neck... his pale chest uncovered all the way down to the simple black lace underwear he had slipped on... and those damn socks.
"I'm sorry, I was trying to let you sleep, you didn't get much of it last night."
Hayden nodded at that, resting his head on his hand as he feasted his eyes on his husband.
"Mhm, neither did you, if I recall."
"And whose fault was that?"
Danny said with an exasperated sigh, his hands moving to his waist in some kind of sultry display of disapproval.
"Mine, all mine."
Hayden murmured, the words not so much an answer to Danny's question... but a declaration of something else.
Danny blushed, a scowl twisting his features. He went to turn and reach for his clothes, but Hayden was quick, leaning forward off the bed so that he could tug down both socks, slipping them back down past his knees so that they now pooled at his ankles.
Danny swished around, mouth dropping as he looked to his legs then back up to Hayden, who was scooting back against the bed again.
"Hayden! Stop fooling around, look what you've done."
He huffed, stalking back to the chair and hiking his leg up to set back to his task. Hayden's eyes hooded over as he watched the display again, cock growing uncomfortably stiff as he followed the line of Danny's ankle and all the way up to his thigh... the robe hung down over the rest of him and Hayden groaned.
"Slower."
He commanded, wringing an exasperated look from his husband, whose features shifted from abject irritation to heated awareness when he saw the expression on Hayden's face.
Danny blinked, long eyelashes fluttering as he slowed his movements, glancing up under heavy eyelids to watch his husband watch him.
He glided the sock higher, stretching it over his calves, his knee, all the way to his thigh... only to stop, slender fingers dragging past where the sock ended and glide further up, until they snaked beneath where his robe covered.
