A/N: This is the 30 Day OTP Challenge (NSFW Version). Some of the chapters will have things such as bondage and S&M. In case it's triggering for anybody, I'll leave a warning on those chapters, 'kay?

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Yuri is not much for cuddling. He deals with it for Flynn's sake, and that's all.

Flynn knows full well, but when the blond is nestled in the crook of the other man's arm, he doesn't really care. Yuri is warm, but his skin cannot be said to be soft, years of training as a knight and dwelling in the Lower Quarter, partnered with all of the fights he's recently gotten himself into, causing his skin to be rough and jagged with scars. Flynn can't complain; his is the same.

He's happy, in any case. Yuri's body, no matter how hard and rough it may be, is a thousand times more comforting to hold at night than a feather-soft pillow. He would never call himself a coward, but he does feel far safer with his head resting on Yuri's chest than he ever does sleeping alone.

Flynn normally dozes off first when they bathe in the afterglow, cuddling like Flynn silently insists. Clothes are a moot point; after having sex, neither of them is very concerned with dressing before bed. Yuri's fingers brushing gently through his hair lull him, and often the last sound he hears before falling asleep is a light chuckle from the other man, probably amused at how predictably Flynn's grip tightens on him just before he falls asleep. Yuri takes longer to drift off. He's always been prone to insomnia, and although sleeping with another body makes it a bit easier to sleep, he still has a hard time with it. Head resting on Flynn's, Yuri breathes in his blond locks. Flynn smells of the beach to the other man, warm and sunbathed even when they lie in the darkness. If Yuri is lucky, the scent soothes him enough to allow him to fall asleep; if he's not, he lies awake, feeling—more than listening to—Flynn's rhythmic breathing at his side.

And Yuri, for all his complaining, can't honestly say he hates everything about cuddling. When he wakes up to feel warm arms wrapped around his waist, he feels a sense of peace as he gazes at Flynn's slumbering face. He would never admit it, of course, but if Flynn were to wake up at those moments, Yuri's smile would give him away.