Finally! . . . Sort of

Went to bed early with a headache, an awful headache. Sound asleep whenever it was that W came to bed, no clue when that might have been. Woke up around 2:30 a.m. Still had headache, but not as bad. Reached around and started petting W. I do this a lot when I have trouble sleeping. Usually, he just sleeps through it. Last night he woke up, started kissing me, started touching me in many places, rubbing me all over. We were silent, never spoke a word, just touched and kissed each other in many and varied places. He was hard enough that I pulled him on top of me and helped guide him in. He wasn't hard enough for really thrusting without falling out so we just lay there, together, him inside me, my legs wrapped around him. Nobody came, but nobody cared. We were closer, both physically and mentally, than we had been in a long time. I could have stayed that way for a long, long time, could have fallen asleep that way probably. But W eventually rolled off, rolled over, and went back to sleep. I realized my headache was gone, and I rolled over and went back to sleep too.