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Apr 12, 2015 16:48:12 GMT
Post by LUKAS SAUVAGEAU on Apr 12, 2015 16:48:12 GMT
Already, he'd started to drift. Between the soft sounds of the radio, the rain, it was almost a calming lullaby. Lukas inhaled the man's scent, pushing his body to get as close as he possibly could beside him. He hadn't caught whatever Lance was rambling about, coming in and out of consciousness. You, you, you--and good things. Lukas was so rarely associated with good things, he couldn't help but smile. "Mmh," he noised contentedly, wanting to acknowledge the other though he didn't really know what was going on.
It's like his time with Lance was him finally catching up on the years he'd gone without sleep, because he dozed off again. Snuggled up against the guy, though light enough that he could be easily awoken.
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Apr 12, 2015 21:07:49 GMT
Post by LANCE DAVIDSON on Apr 12, 2015 21:07:49 GMT
So, the kid was already tired again? Heh, he must've worn himself out with all the scowling and temper tantruming he'd done a few minutes prior.
Lance wasn't the type of guy to woo somebody. He didn't whisper sweet nothings into somebody's ear to make them smile or to make them feel fuzzy inside. But what he did do was quietly protect. He stood to the side and kept an eye on the people he cared for.
He reached up and ran his other hand through Lukas' hair, the strands starting to become thick and greasy again. Looked like it was time for another bath. He'd wait, though. Just a few more minutes before he'd gently nudge the boy awake again and tell him his plans.
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Post by LUKAS SAUVAGEAU on Apr 13, 2015 3:30:40 GMT
Not a dream, he was drifting here and there, in and out of consciousness. Lukas purred at the hand running through his hair. He wasn't the type that appreciated sweet nothings, or romance, really... kindness, protection, that was enough for him. Eyes rolled open, peering up at the man that'd nudged him. "Mmh..." he murmured with displeasure. Arms wrapped around the larger male's waist, obviously in disapproval of the plan. If only because he didn't wanna get up now.
Letting his head slip to the latter's lap, he curled up into a little ball of slender limbs. "There's plenty of time for that later," he answered softly, his fingertips idly feeling the warm, exposed skin of Lance's lowerback. Lukas smiled mischievously, giving him a bit of a tickle.
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Post by LANCE DAVIDSON on Apr 13, 2015 3:38:22 GMT
Lukas just wanted to be lazy. Laze around and be petted. A cat, the punk was. Lance could see those invisible ears and whiskers. He was all curled up in Lance's lap, clearly asking for more affection, but Lance just looked down at him.
He smirked when he felt those feather-light touches to his skin. Clearly an attempt at a tickle, but it was fruitless. Lance's expression was snarky."I'm not ticklish."
Better luck next time.
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Post by LUKAS SAUVAGEAU on Apr 13, 2015 4:32:53 GMT
Ah, but whoever said that had been his intention? Lukas smirked as well, though half-hidden in the way he laid on the sofa. "Maybe I'll care when my intent is to tickle you," he remarked, letting his feathery touch follow the curve of Lance's back. He had skin that wasn't soft, but smooth. The feel of him was something Lukas found nice, whether it was his fingertips or palms. With a gentle grunt, he scooted up into his lap. This had to be his favorite seat, since he took it so often.
The tip of his nose grazed over Lance's, his hands gripping his hips and flowing into his shirt. Each slight indention of muscle, of bone, Lukas explore it. All while kissing his lips, or lining the tendon of his neck with light smooches. "I'm not ticklish, either," he informed, almost... daringly.
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Apr 13, 2015 15:09:21 GMT
Post by LANCE DAVIDSON on Apr 13, 2015 15:09:21 GMT
A soft purr resonated in his throat. Clearly, that was the excuse of making up for a plan gone wrong, Lukas' comment. No surprise of course. Lukas had to be the one in the lead.
He let him climb into his lap, one arm resting on the couch's armrest, his other hand resting at Lukas' bony hip. He would return those soft kisses, tilt his head to offer more room to his neck, anything to appease this boy that sat on his lap. Upon the statement, however, Lance paused.
Without warning, he gripped Lukas' hips tight and twisted so that the punk was on his back, pinned down to the cushions of the couch. Lance's hair framed his face as he looked down at his prey, odd-eyes glowing with malicious intent until he reached for the boy's stomach and sides in an attempt to tickle his skin.
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Apr 13, 2015 15:45:39 GMT
Post by LUKAS SAUVAGEAU on Apr 13, 2015 15:45:39 GMT
The pause was a warning. Suddenly, Lukas knew he was in trouble, but it was too late. He was thrown on his back, wiggling desperately to break away from those awful fingers. It had been true what he said, he wasn't ticklish. There were a few sensitive spots that Lance found, along his sides and lower on his hips. Yet the main reason he laughed was just to laugh. That Lance made an attempt at all tickled him, this broody, serious gothic-esque guy was trying to tickle him.
Lukas rolled onto his side, pushing himself up to catch the other's lips with his own. He purred. An arm came up and hooked on the brunette's neck, urging him to come down and kiss him again. "Mh," he pulled back just enough to murmur, "I might be a little ticklish."
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Apr 13, 2015 15:59:00 GMT
Post by LANCE DAVIDSON on Apr 13, 2015 15:59:00 GMT
A serious expression broke into a soft smile that slowly widened to expose pearly, white teeth. He grinned, so sincere, so happy in that moment, as he tickled the little punk beneath him. Lukas' smiles and laughter was contagious. Lance's movements slowed when the boy shifted to lift and reach his lips. His neck was hooked and he was brought down on top of the smaller male.
Yes, this gothic guy had been tickling and smiling and he felt happy. "Only a little?"
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Apr 13, 2015 16:16:30 GMT
Post by LUKAS SAUVAGEAU on Apr 13, 2015 16:16:30 GMT
Damn. To see Lance smile like that had driven him nuts, so sincerely amused it lifted his heart. A guy could get addicted to smiles like that, so it was better to hide it against his mouth. Lukas rolled onto his back again, letting the other pin him beneath his body. He was so warm, but maybe that had something to do with the rain making it colder than usual.
He smiled, though it was begrudgingly. "That's not fair, you made me laugh," the boy pecked at the other's neck, giving him a playful nip. After a short silence, Lukas murmured that the rain was more enjoyable indoors. "Ain't gettin' wet," he explained, as the thunder rolled and the room flashed at a loud crack of lightning.
Lukas just stared up at the man, however, not doing anything more than vacantly looking at him.
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Apr 13, 2015 16:44:37 GMT
Post by LANCE DAVIDSON on Apr 13, 2015 16:44:37 GMT
The room was an overlay of grey and blue, the type of hues that only thunderstorms could ever bring. Lukas' eyes matched perfectly, so steely, so cold. It was as if it were his eyes that caused the storm outside. In a way, Lance associated the male with chilly thunderstorms.
It was so fitting.
As they looked at each other, Lance's expression calmed. It softened and he reached up to lightly caress the side of the younger male's face. So warm, an extreme contrast to his gaze. Even when he wasn't trying, Lukas looked cold. His skin, his expression, his soul.
It almost haunted Lance.
"I like you," he stated again.
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