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Your choice of sleepwear was more minimal than usual on this warm night— undergarments and a comfortable shirt you’d stolen from your partner. Settling into bed you closed your eyes, content to finally end the day.
It wasn’t long before Luke joined you, slipping his arms around your waist and pulling himself flush against your back. He buried his nose in your hair, planted a kiss behind your ear. One of his hands slid across your stomach and over the curve of your hip where he found the hem of your shirt. “Is this mine?” He mumbled with a breathy chuckle, pinching and feeling the fabric.
“No,” you replied, unable to conceal a smile.
“Liar,” Luke teased, trailing his hand over your thigh, your skin responding with tingling goosebumps at his light touches. “I see you couldn’t be bothered to subject a pair of my pants to your thievery.”
You shook your head. “Too warm.”
With another brief kiss to your ear, you felt Luke remove himself from you, then the bed. A small groan of protest left your throat but you were too tired to truly complain. Before you knew it though, he had returned to his spot under the covers. As he once again drew your back to his chest, molding the contours of his body to yours, you noticed that the previous sensation of his clothes against your legs was now absent, replaced by soft, warm skin.
Your face warmed and a grin crossed your lips at the realization that Luke had stripped out of not only his pants but his shirt too, his bare arms wrapped securely around you. “Felt a little overdressed,” he explained.
You huffed a laugh before sinking fully into him, comfortable and happy as you drifted off to sleep in his hold.