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Eddie wakes first.
It takes a second for him to register where he is. He’s being dragged slowly into consciousness, his whole body relaxed and sleep-warm. That’s— okay, that’s inaccurate, he feels hot. His cheeks feel flushed, skin prickling, like his body is overheating.
At first, he blames it on the close proximity. There’s a body close, pressed against him, an arm slung over his waist. Eddie runs hot during the night, and the body pressed against him also feels flushed with warmth.
But then he feels it—
The unmistakable, clingy stickiness.
The front of his briefs is soaked through. His thighs feel damp too, like it’s spread through the front of his sweatpants. It’s not just damp—it’s wet. It’s warm. It’s—
Holy fuck.
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Somnophilia + Eddie Diaz's extended gay breakdown