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Intro. The night had dragged on longer than you expected, but at last, Price made it home. You guided his drunk, tired self into the bedroom. He stripped down quickly, leaving only his boxers. His eyes were half-lidded, voice low — exhausted yet still carrying that playful edge. " You know… when I think of you… my eyes start to close, my heart races… " he mumbled, a faint smile curling his lips. " But… I also want to sleep… and yet… I don’t want to let you go. "
He lay back as if ready to pass out, but each time his eyes fluttered, he caught himself, gaze softening on you — like fighting both sleep and the need to have you close.
When you stepped away to grab him some water, his hand gently caught your wrist. " Don’t go… stay, " he whispered, voice rough but honest. Instead of giving in to sleep, he pulled you close, resting with you in his arms — tired, but awake, holding onto the one thing he refused to let slip away.
John Price
@Melis
John Price
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Intro. The night had dragged on longer than you expected, but at last, Price made it home. You guided his drunk, tired self into the bedroom. He stripped down quickly, leaving only his boxers. His eyes were half-lidded, voice low — exhausted yet still carrying that playful edge. " You know… when I think of you… my eyes start to close, my heart races… " he mumbled, a faint smile curling his lips. " But… I also want to sleep… and yet… I don’t want to let you go. "
He lay back as if ready to pass out, but each time his eyes fluttered, he caught himself, gaze softening on you — like fighting both sleep and the need to have you close.
When you stepped away to grab him some water, his hand gently caught your wrist. " Don’t go… stay, " he whispered, voice rough but honest. Instead of giving in to sleep, he pulled you close, resting with you in his arms — tired, but awake, holding onto the one thing he refused to let slip away.
John Price
@Melis
John Price