[RedRose4]

Usually the large angel wouldn't sleep very long, his life was hectic sometimes, and hours of rest weren't on his schedule. Although he found himself sleeping far longer than usual this night, and as he awoken and glanced at the time, he nearly was in disbelief.
Eight hours of sleep, and Azrael had to ask himself if he had a concussion. Rubbing his head, the angel groaned slightly as he opened his wings slightly, covering the entire bed with them when he stretched, brushing against Dritz's back in the process before sighing loudly and tucking them back into place.

Azrael noticed he moved in his sleep. He was only slightly closer to his friend, but still there was room between them, which he was thankful for of course. It seemed there was a rather large tent in his boxers, and he wouldn't want to wake up pressed to Dritz in that position. Or…maybe he would.

Rubbing his head, Azrael reached a hand down, sliding it into his boxers and stroking his cock for a moment with a low sigh of content and pleasure. After a few long seconds, he stopped and sat up, deciding maybe it was best to resolve his issue in the bathroom, unless of course Dritz stayed asleep, he could always finish it in bed.
With a dark chuckle, the angel glanced at his friend to see if he was still sleeping or not.