The fingers in his hair made him groan softly into the kiss and he pressed closer. Feeling a cold foot slide against his leg, he shivered involuntarily, wondering how someone could have such cold toes so soon after taking their shoes off.
Marcus slid one hand down the thigh that was at his waist, stroking along George's side in an attempt to warm him a little more. The blurted question made him pause and a matching frown came to his face. He had been annoyed at first, but only because he thought someone had been breaking in. When he'd seen George, his annoyance had disappeared. 'Glad you're not a burglar.' He tilted his head slightly. 'Do you want me to be mad? I'll be Grumpier in the morning.'
It was true, if his sleep was disturbed, he always woke up in a bad mood. George would just have to deal with that when they woke, if he stayed of course. Raising an eyebrow at the next words, he glanced down. 'Let me take a look.'
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