[Theo relaxes into that, hand combing through Oliver's curls and he purrs a little - not unlike one of their stupid cats. He feels happy now, truly happy, and it's one of those rare but fleeting feelings so he wants to enjoy it while it lasts. He's started to really fear good things (see: Oliver) being ripped away from him much like people are ripped away from others here, just as soon as they get close. He lets him do what he wants to his neck and jaw, and laughs lightly:]
I call big spoon tonight, after the inevitable fucking.
( he'd tell theo how much of a little spoon he is, especially given how mushy he is for compliments, but oliver figures that there's no need to ruin the moment. oliver presses a hand to theo's shoulder, and leans back. looks him in the eye.
well. not ruin the moment for that moment, but this is clearly a whole new one that obviously deserves being ruined. soft squishy bullshit is only good in small quantities, and they've had enough of it for today. )
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I call big spoon tonight, after the inevitable fucking.
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well. not ruin the moment for that moment, but this is clearly a whole new one that obviously deserves being ruined. soft squishy bullshit is only good in small quantities, and they've had enough of it for today. )
Who said we were going to fuck tonight?
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[He's laughing again, though. Reaching up to gently nudge Oliver on the cheek.]
Why wouldn't we fuck. Honestly.
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( with a grin, before he's pulling himself up to his feet. )
Want to go play in Ragnor's room?
🎀
[Ragnor, be prepared.]