Morning After by Lbilover

Written for the Imagineyourotp prompt: 'Imagine your OTP waking up after having sex the first time the night before. Person A looks over at Person B, finally fully realizing how perfect they actually are. And how cute they look when they’re asleep.'

Elijah awakens to a delicious ache, and a shit-eating grin spreads across his face. It has happened. It has finally happened. He and Sean have had sex. No, scratch that. They've made love. Rarely in life do things exceed expectation, Elijah thinks, but last night had been perfection, like the man who’d made it so.

Sean is curled on his side asleep, facing Elijah. He looks absurdly boyish with his tumbled curls and sleep-flushed cheeks, and utterly, utterly adorable. Elijah can’t resist; he simply has to kiss him. Sean smiles sweetly, murmurs something unintelligible, and unconsciously reaches to draw him close. Elijah nestles close and, smiling too, drifts back to sleep.