Post by aiden emerson on May 26, 2020 2:19:58 GMT
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[attr="class","a1lyric"]i got nothing but dreams inside[break]
i got nothing but dreams
i got nothing but dreams
[attr="class","a1lyric2"]i'm just young enough to still believe, still believe
[break]young enough not to know what to believe
[break]young enough not to know what to believe
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As Charani adjusted for him he felt one of his hands slip into the back pocket of the boy’s overalls. He curled up slightly as the diviner took his usual spot: as close as he possibly could. The minute he settled down, resting his head on one of the pillows his eyelids began to feel heavier. Not entirely out of sleep but just, tired. Tired of juggling so many different realities in his head, and tired of over analyzing his emotions and thoughts. Holding back a yawn the redhead tiredly agreed, “Kisses an’ snuggles. S’all I need.” He didn’t resist when he felt Charani move slightly to offer him another kiss. One of many he was more than happy to accept. There’s a little movement as he pressed his lips forward to return it before lifting his head up slightly to peck at Charani’s forehead, his bangs still a little damp from the race inside. [break][break]
‘Mhmm…nap time…’ Aiden added fully relaxed before yelping, eyes snapping wide open as the brunette grabbed him. Not that it was unwanted, but more so too much of a surprise for someone about to get ready for a quick blackout. He tensed up for a moment before relaxing once again, though flushed as usual when Charani showed him far too much affection. Could this be considered affection? Maybe more teasing than anything. ‘You are…the worst.’ The redhead sent back as he attempted to hide his face for a moment while trying to regain some sense of calm. He didn’t mean it though. As calm as one could be when the person in bed with you was intent on sucking the very soul out of your body before they left the next day. He could feel it simmering on the surface. So much for his quiet nap time. [break][break]
He felt a little agitated, full awake and conscious instead of quietly slipping into a dream, hopefully of nothing in particular. Though one could say this had been sort of a dream too. He wasn’t thinking that deeply on it. Without warning his moved his mouth towards the brunette’s neck planting a kiss before biting down a little roughly on what skin he could find purchase. ‘What you’re talking about isn’t a snack…it’s a whole meal.’ He warned, half annoyed he was still awake, half annoyed Charani could get to him so easily. Was it lunch time yet? Was he going to skip lunch now? Possibly.
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As Charani adjusted for him he felt one of his hands slip into the back pocket of the boy’s overalls. He curled up slightly as the diviner took his usual spot: as close as he possibly could. The minute he settled down, resting his head on one of the pillows his eyelids began to feel heavier. Not entirely out of sleep but just, tired. Tired of juggling so many different realities in his head, and tired of over analyzing his emotions and thoughts. Holding back a yawn the redhead tiredly agreed, “Kisses an’ snuggles. S’all I need.” He didn’t resist when he felt Charani move slightly to offer him another kiss. One of many he was more than happy to accept. There’s a little movement as he pressed his lips forward to return it before lifting his head up slightly to peck at Charani’s forehead, his bangs still a little damp from the race inside. [break][break]
‘Mhmm…nap time…’ Aiden added fully relaxed before yelping, eyes snapping wide open as the brunette grabbed him. Not that it was unwanted, but more so too much of a surprise for someone about to get ready for a quick blackout. He tensed up for a moment before relaxing once again, though flushed as usual when Charani showed him far too much affection. Could this be considered affection? Maybe more teasing than anything. ‘You are…the worst.’ The redhead sent back as he attempted to hide his face for a moment while trying to regain some sense of calm. He didn’t mean it though. As calm as one could be when the person in bed with you was intent on sucking the very soul out of your body before they left the next day. He could feel it simmering on the surface. So much for his quiet nap time. [break][break]
He felt a little agitated, full awake and conscious instead of quietly slipping into a dream, hopefully of nothing in particular. Though one could say this had been sort of a dream too. He wasn’t thinking that deeply on it. Without warning his moved his mouth towards the brunette’s neck planting a kiss before biting down a little roughly on what skin he could find purchase. ‘What you’re talking about isn’t a snack…it’s a whole meal.’ He warned, half annoyed he was still awake, half annoyed Charani could get to him so easily. Was it lunch time yet? Was he going to skip lunch now? Possibly.
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[attr="class","a1notes"] Charani Petrov honger
