Being a superhero with a cool, impressive superpower wasn't all that it was cracked up to be, which Hughie had been learning recently. No one had warned him about the night terrors, after all, or the sudden bouts of teleporting his nightmares occasionally caused, while deep asleep and naked. And while he had tried every life hack and medication available to curb the unwanted midnight trips, the only real solution he found had been sharing a bed with someone to help sooth the nightmare away at the root. Which was where Harper came in. The gorgeous, broad, incredibly masculine man whose smoking good-looks Hughie could acknowledge and appreciate just fine, aesthetically speaking.
So he was comfortable enough in himself to share a bed with the other man and let his powerful arms cage Hughie to the bed as he slept. Any small attempted tremor of teleportation answered by Harper easily holding him in place to his bare chest. The only problem was that Hughie woke up naked, again, and this time there was a naked man at his back. Harper a firm wall of defined muscles that Hughie was resting back against calmly, until he noticed the hot and hard press of an erection between his ass cheeks. Which was an entirely foreign feeling, and yet it still made his own morning wood throb in interest.
"Oh, God, no... It's too early for this," he mumbled to himself, trying his best to grab Harper's arm and quietly slip the other man's grip. Except Hughie couldn't seem to escape the arms securely wrapped around him and each attempt only caused him to wiggle his pert ass back on the cock nestled into the cleft of his cheeks.
