Good Morning

The pale light of early morning had barely begun to peek through the blinds when Benny awoke. It was entirely too early for him to be up, especially with no alarm set. He stared futilely at the dim red light of the clock on his night stand. After what seemed like ages, he let out a frustrated sigh.

He rolled over to snuggle against Will, who was splayed out on his back. With an amused sideways glance, he looked upon his husband's peaceful face before nestling into his side. Will's chest rose and fell in a slow rhythm, uninterrupted as Benny hooked one leg over one of his.

He was again amused to feel the coolness of his partner's bare skin against most of his leg. His beloved flannel pants had apparently been ditched at some point last night. As he traced circles on Will's bare chest, he couldn't help but notice a twitch in the fabric of his boxer briefs, the only barrier between them now.

Benny raised his eyebrows as he looked upwards in an attempt to see if he had actually stirred. Nothing. That's when the thought struck him, a memory of a conversation that had come and gone between them. He languidly trailed his hand down Will's chest and stomach.

He slowly took in the hills and valleys beneath his fingers. A deep inhale had the blonde pause. Still nothing. A small smile crossed his lips as he let his hand continue its journey. His fingers danced lightly over his groin, relishing in the gentle pulse beneath them.

Will shifted slightly in his sleep, moving the arm beneath Benny so his hand could rest on his shoulder. A soft sigh escaped his lips as the blonde gingerly wrapped his fingers around his erection.

Benny couldn't help but press his own hips against his lover. Minutes passed as he continued to indulge himself in this way. Will let out quiet moans, made gentle movements amidst his slumber. Something resembling words finally rumbled from Will.

Benny waited a moment before simply whispering back.

"I love you."

"Love you, too," came the mumbled, barely comprehensible reply; it always entertained Benny that these words were almost a reflex, even while asleep.

But being sentimental and cute was for another time. Beneath the blanket, he searched for the flap in Will's underwear, then teasing out his now fully erect cock.

The ravenette couldn't help but lightly rut up against the blanket covering him, searching for the missing friction of the other's fingers.

So needy, even in sleep.

Benny chuckled to himself, though he couldn't help but oblige.

Ever so slowly, he freed himself from the heavy hand on his shoulder and gently tossed the blanket to the side. The sight before him would have been comical if it weren't for the desire, the hunger, pooling in his chest.

Blanket barely covering his left hand and foot, the rest of Will was exposed in the dim light as he lay stretched out, taking up the majority of the bed. Benny's eyes drank in the defined lines of his torso, accentuated by long shadows, before quickly being drawn to his prize.

He carefully moved to kneel between his partner's thighs, resisting the many temptations that crossed his mind. There would be time for that later. His own boxers were slipped off before he settled in place.

Gentle kisses trailed across his lower abdomen, pulling at the supple skin. The faint musky smell of his partner filled his nostrils causing him to shift in place in anticipation. He slowly ran his tongue up the underside of Will's cock.

His breath shook slightly as it reached the slick, slightly salty precum at the top. Will's large, tanned hands clumsily and sluggishly grasped at the air, at the sheets as he continued.

Benny's face occasionally hovered just above his hips when he would start to rouse, waiting for the steady sounds of sleep to return. Not just yet. He wanted him to wake up as frustrated as possible, get this as far along as possible.

Taking a different approach, he flattened his tongue and finally eased his partner dick into his mouth, delicately surrounding him with his lips. Will was far from small which made his cautious movements that much more difficult. He was careful not to make any forceful motions.

This was all painfully slow and reserved to Benny. His impatience was only worsened by the nearly steady flow of saliva now dripping from his lips, free only due to his hesitancy to wake Will.

Fuck.

Benny couldn't resist sneaking a hand between his own legs as he continued. He pumped his own cock a few times, absolutely taken by the blissfully unaware man before him. A hot breath escaped him causing his partner to arch up.

As his throat tightened in response, a groan slipped out from deep within his throat. Will let out a low hum in return which only further encouraged the blonde.

No longer able to keep up this game, Benny more fervently licked and sucked on his length. Will's body twisted beneath him, his soft noises becoming louder and more pointed. Finally, suddenly, he awoke with a quick inhale.

"Ah, shit," the black haired panted.

His hand quickly found its way into Benny's hair.

Eyelids heavy, he looked down at him through thick lashes. The gray light of morning lit up just enough to wake him up faster. Benny's fierce eyes were locked on his as he teased him with his tongue.

Will's gaze drifted down to the faintly shining streaks of saliva down the blonde's face, down himself. Now that Will was awake, Benny moved to remove that last bit of clothing. As he did so, the ravenette somewhat desperately pulled at the other's hair and arm to bring back that sweet warmth.

Now that he didn't have to contain himself, Benny was going to continue his fun on his terms. Instead of giving him what he wanted, he let his lips wander up his inner thighs, gently nipping at the tender skin. A low whimper came from the larger man as he tossed his head backwards into his pillow.

"You're unbearable, you know that?" Will whispered harshly as his partner gently wrapped his lips around the side of his cock.

"Mmm, you seem to be enjoying yourself, though," Benny purred, keeping his mouth on his skin.

A gentle stream of curses fell from Will's lips as he wrapped his fingers tighter into the mop of blonde hair. One arm held him steady on the bed as Benny took him fully into his mouth once again. He continued to take his time, enjoying the increasing frustration in his husband.

"Ben, please," Will nearly whimpered, still a little clouded from sleep.

"I'm begging you."

Benny could feel the increasing tension in the muscles beneath him. He brought his free hand to his mouth, snaking his tongue out to wet his fingers before returning it to his own desire. As the grip on his hair tightened, as Will's breath quickened and hips bucked, he felt himself approaching his own climax.

A quiet heads up barely had time to reach his ears before he felt his head being forced down. The brief thought of how funny it was that his husband still tried to give him a warning, even after all this time, all these experiences, crossed his mind. This was quickly replaced by the warmth filling his mouth and throat.

His own hand stuttered. He did his best to swallow what he could as his own orgasm rolled through him. A quiet whine escaped him as he felt the heat hit and drip down his own chest and stomach.

The spasms that rocked him continued up and through Will as well, his fingers twitching in the blonde's hair. Benny stayed in place, gently holding the softening length on his tongue as they both took a moment to come down from their highs.

Will dipped his hips down and Benny let him free. They both couldn't help but notice the faintly highlighted strands of their mixed fluids as they separated. Will sat up to meet him, both their breaths heavy.

"Good morning," Benny panted as he placed his forehead against Will's.