His dreams are happy and light, even if he can't say exactly what they were about as he stirs. It's lost in the warm haze seeping in to his sleep, heating his blood and making his heart pound.

For a brief second he's disoriented as he wakes, and then he knows exactly whose cock is buried deep inside him and whose hand caresses him so intensely. Anders gasps as his hips move involuntarily, hands clenching in the bedsheets as pleasure sweeps him into an awakened state.

There are no words he can manage just yet, grogginess and sudden arousal stilling his tongue. But he can moan and so he does, a pleading noise for more as he shivers around his husband's cock.