For the Love of Ice Cream
Aiden rolled his eyes, hand sliding down his side to rest on his ass, subtly smacking it. âYour ass is still very fragile, hot stuff.â He murmured, kissing him again before pulling him close, an arm resting securely around his waist. âGo to sleep, okay? We can talk more in the morning.â He murmured, shutting his eyes.
Grady jumped in surprise at the smack as a small yelp made its way past his lips. "I think I just proved you wrong," he yawned again before kissing him again and settling against his body. "Okay. But we better. We have to talk about things," he mumbled as his consciousness began to fade. He snuggled as close to Aiden as possible and shut his eyes, sighing quietly. It wasn't long until sleep took over, and Grady slept peacefully in Aiden's arms.










