Benji slowly blinked his eyes open, squinting against the hazy morning sunlight filtering through the bedroom curtains. His tongue felt thick and fuzzy in his mouth - lingering tequila fuzziness. As awareness trickled back, snippets of the previous night's debauchery at the bar started replaying in his mind.
Ah, yes...Reginald. The sexy guy he'd shamelessly hit on over one too many rounds of drinks. Those brilliant eyes had been utterly bewitching. One heated glance and that delicious lower lip caught between Reginald's teeth later, and Benji had thrown every ounce of his considerable charm into enticing the gorgeous man home. A slow, satisfied smirk tugged at the corner of Benji's mouth as he reveled in the memory of pinning Reginald against that door, possessive hands roaming over his lean frame as they devoured each other's lips and gasping breaths hungrily. Clearly his seduction skills were still as electrifying as ever. Stretching out languidly, Benji rolled onto his side, fully intending to parade his nude form and well-rehearsed morning-after charisma. Maybe Reginald would be up for another go before the heartbreaker moved on to his next—
"Are you my new daddy?" The tiny, curious voice caused Benji to jolt upright in the rumpled sheets, clutching the duvet instinctively to his chest. His bewildered gaze landed on the small child.
"Wh-what…?" Benji sputtered, heartbeat kicking into overdrive. Had Reginald maybe said he had a kid? He racked his brain but came up frustratingly blank on the particulars. This kind of "morning after" was entirely new terrain.
― @bcmuscd
