Peter mumbled, but didn't move, and didn't open his eyes.
Neal tried again. "I'm going to move my arm, and your head is going to hit the table."
Peter mumbled again, and huffed in his sleep. It was an empty threat, and they both knew it.
"I've been thinking about cutting my anklet and running," Neal said conversationally. "Europe is really lovely this time of year, last time I was in Copenhagen, I really didn't get a chance to see the sights..." But Peter still didn't react. Neal stroked Peter's hair, sighing. "You know, this game is a lot more fun when you really are asleep enough to think I'd warn you before I ran."
Peter jerked off Neal's shoulder, eyes popping open. "Don't even think about running off without-"
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14. Neal/Peter - Sleepy
Date: 2012-02-21 07:08 pm (UTC)Peter mumbled, but didn't move, and didn't open his eyes.
Neal tried again. "I'm going to move my arm, and your head is going to hit the table."
Peter mumbled again, and huffed in his sleep. It was an empty threat, and they both knew it.
"I've been thinking about cutting my anklet and running," Neal said conversationally. "Europe is really lovely this time of year, last time I was in Copenhagen, I really didn't get a chance to see the sights..." But Peter still didn't react. Neal stroked Peter's hair, sighing. "You know, this game is a lot more fun when you really are asleep enough to think I'd warn you before I ran."
Peter jerked off Neal's shoulder, eyes popping open. "Don't even think about running off without-"
Neal grinned.