Thomas' P.O.V

I woke up to James still laying on my chest, I didn't feel like moving or getting up out of bed until he was awake, plus he was so soft, and warm, and he smelt nice. I couldn't really get myself to move, my body refused it, so I just laid there and pulled the cutest boy in the world closer to me.

His soft snores make my heart beat quicker, I move his curly hair out of his face and behind his ear. Just admiring him while he was asleep, he moves a bit and slowly opens his eyes. "Good Morning, beautiful." I kiss his cheek. He pecks my lips, "Mm.... Good Morning." he tried to move off of me but I wouldn't let him go, "Tommy." he whined, "I need to get up." I purred, "But you're so warm and soft." his skin against mine felt like silk, plus the warmth I got from his body heat.

"I know my skin is soft but I want to get up.", "Why not stay here with me, and the warmth of our bodies together." he blushed, and started tracing my six-pack, he bit his lip.

"Mabey I'll stay for a bit longer." he said, I purred at him, and we stayed under the covers cuddling with each other.