Drunk, Wrapped Up In Your Shirt, Your Boxers, And Your Arms (Reverse Comfort) (Clingy cuddles) (Patreon)

I couldn’t stop thinking about you all night. Even with the music, the drinks, the noise—I just kept wishing I was home, curled up against you. By the time I stumbled through the door, the only thing I wanted was your arms, your kisses, and the comfort of your shirt and boxers wrapped around me.