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Sylvain ([personal profile] philancer) wrote2022-07-28 12:48 pm
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INBOX text / action / horizon Roses are red, violets are blue,
and right now it seems I'm missing you.

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[personal profile] godshattering 2023-05-15 03:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He might've laughed at that and probably would have were it not for the mouth on his immediately following it. For once in his life Claude's not inspired to keep talking; indulge is a good word for what they're both doing when the outlines of this feel more and more freeing with each kiss pulling him farther and farther into forgetting all his carefully constructed rules for everything.

Dangerous. Somewhere there's a pile of kindling waiting to spark, and who knows where it might lead. It's the sort of thing he'd approach with caution - and might later, if he remembers to - but right now it feels far from his mind.

The washcloth gets tossed aside as a problem for their future selves to deal with when he's finished, and now it's Claude's turn to place his hands on Sylvain's face. Rather than letting them rest there he trails them down to the other's jaw - a convenient spot to then slide both thumbs over the other's lips after leaning a little bit back more in the pillows to break the kiss. ]


This might just be a rumor I've heard, but I did hear once morning doesn't technically come if you don't sleep first. [ This is absolutely the sort of thing he heard as an unruly child, the memory of which is all the more reason to bring a grin to his face along with the sight of Sylvain over him. ] It'd be a shame to miss out on our list because of a technicality like that, wouldn't it?
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[personal profile] godshattering 2023-05-16 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not sorry if you don't get any sleep because of anticipation for the morning. That just means a job well done on my part.

[ Because he's going to take a chance to jokingly pat himself on the back and bring a theme of the night back full circle again to nicely tie it all together, and the grin on Claude's face says he might be more than a little proud of this. There's a risk here that continuing to look at Sylvain like this might actually derail whatever tenuous plans of sleep have been voiced, especially as the seconds continue to tick by and he can feel that distraction creeping in.

Without further ado he wraps one leg around the other's waist while dropping his hands back to strong shoulders and uses both to roll Sylvain onto his side. That's a start. ]


Step one is you laying down, so there's that one checked off the list.
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[personal profile] godshattering 2023-05-16 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
It might be, but this step is a particularly important one. Don't go breaking my trust on it so quickly.

[ With a grin to match Sylvain's laughter since - well, he's not wrong, and it seems funnier to Claude to turn this into a joke. If there's a possibility he unconsciously means something besides joking around about sleeping and all this procrastination, that's beyond him at the moment.

Especially when he's pulled closer still to enjoy the warmth that comes along with it, when Sylvain leaves that kiss on his nose, when he studies the other's face with an aloofly smiling mask set in place - maybe it does cross his mind as in the same instant he considers whether it'd be worth putting yet another wall down, and then just as quickly abandons that idea. That hinges upon far too much with so many unknowns.

Instead he lifts a hand to again trail fingers along one side of Sylvain's jaw, smile shifting subtly again to something that's less of a stand-in for one. ]


See, this is the part where you get too comfortable to move and fall asleep. Works every time.
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[personal profile] godshattering 2023-05-16 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There's a huff of a laugh at that - threat? promise? - agreement about sleeping, if only because he still fully believes in what he'd said. Of all the times he's stayed in anyone's bed after the fact, rare as those times were to begin with, Claude can count practically on one hand the amount of times where he was the one sleep came to him first. That's a further guard he doesn't let down even after the one of ending up in bed in the first place, and this won't be any different. He's sure of it.

The arm around his waist leads him to settling into Sylvain's shoulder even before he's beckoned into doing so, as if some kind of magnet's drawn him there. It feels - secure, which he thinks is a funny word for his mind to have chosen over comfortable, but he doesn't dwell on it in favor of resisting the urge to roll his eyes. ]


Fine, but only if you are, too.

[ Gotta stick to making sure Sylvain falls asleep too, after all. For the sake of it he'll close his own to make sure should the other make the completely reasonable move of checking whether they're actually both doing this. That means it's easier to focus on enjoying the hand in his hair and to relax a little bit more than has occurred to him by the time he considers that he's just resting his eyes. Definitely. It's nothing more than that in the ongoing attempt to make sure he's the last one awake.

What it actually means is that when sleep begins to creep in he doesn't even notice it happening, and his last thought might be something along the lines of feeling secure again, but it'll go unfinished as he finally drifts off. ]