<span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #33FFEE">Blushing yet again and unable to hide it this time, Silver stared at the other and his outstretched arms for a long moment. Finally, he turned to his other side, careful to pull the covers over his legs as he did so. Slowly, he inched over until he was pressed against Rich's front, head tucked under the other's chin. Most people might find the feeling odd; not many people cuddle up with a stranger and find it natural. But for some reason Silver did. It felt...right to say the least; like that's where he was meant to be. Oh god. Was he still drunk?! He had to be to think that, right? Well...not really. Silver thought that a lot when it came to certain men, but he never dared voice his thoughts. But it was nice, comforting to be close to someone who....who made him feel safe...</span></span>