Send a ♠ for my muse’s reaction to waking up after having a one night stand with yours.
Pavel groaned softly, stretching slightly and rolled over…or at least he tried to.
Instead he was hampered by the large and very strong arm that was looped firmly around his waist, holding him close to a very strong, warm chest.
Slowly Pavel peeped back over his shoulder and sucked in a soft breath at the sight of Riddick, Lord Marshall of the Necromongers, still asleep, or pretending to be, next to him.
Oh this was probably not good.
Slowly Pavel began to slide himself out from under the strong arm, hoping to extricate himself from the situation before the Lord Marshall woke up and realised he’d taken the boy from the cryo ship to his bed.