It's the early hours of the morning. You're still asleep. The sunlight peeks through the window, but for some reason it doesn't feel peaceful. You stir, and suddenly are very aware of a heavy weight on top of you. You open your eyes, and then your eyes widen. Steve is on top of you, arms around you as he sleeps contently. It takes you an extra moment to process that something in Steve's pants is poking against you as he sleeps, smiling a dopey smile and even drooling. "So... wonderful..."
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