02-14-2012, 07:38 PM
Drakien clung tighter to him and grumbled for a few seconds, but finally acquiesced when Sebastian chewed on his ear. Good thing, too. Sebastian was ready to pass out by the time the Russian had gripped him more strongly. His arms didn't loosen, but the Russian eventually rolled over onto his back and kept the Italian cuddled against his chest. Then he spoke, his rumbling voice made even more guttural by sleep. Sebastian snuggled further into his welcoming warmth, wrapping his arms around Drakien's body and nudging his head underneath the silvery-russet throat.
His comfortable position didn't last long. Drakien jerked, suddenly wide awake, making Sebastian jump. His head rose, saffron eyes blearily peering into Drakien's. His ears drooped, flattening back against his head as his confused expression turned into one of disappointment. Still, though; despite his words, Drakien didn't seem eager to leave. He was already settling back more comfortably.
Sebastian wriggled upwards on Drakien's body, winding his arms beneath Drakien's armpits and clinging to his broad shoulders. His supple spine curved upwards, the better to look at the Russian's face. The foxy male gently massaged Drakien's shoulders, easing away some of the tension as his abdomen pressed more firmly into the Romani's body.
"Really?" he asked, ears still pressed backwards. He wriggled further upwards, his nose an inch from Drakien's cheek. His right hand moved up to gently place his hand against the silvery jaw. "Can't we spend a little more time together?" The hand rubbing Drakien's shoulder moved to his hip. "Maybe you could come to Casa di Cavalieri? Bring your horse to the stables while we warm up." Sebastian leered playfully at the Romani, clearly happy to spend more time with him.
His comfortable position didn't last long. Drakien jerked, suddenly wide awake, making Sebastian jump. His head rose, saffron eyes blearily peering into Drakien's. His ears drooped, flattening back against his head as his confused expression turned into one of disappointment. Still, though; despite his words, Drakien didn't seem eager to leave. He was already settling back more comfortably.
Sebastian wriggled upwards on Drakien's body, winding his arms beneath Drakien's armpits and clinging to his broad shoulders. His supple spine curved upwards, the better to look at the Russian's face. The foxy male gently massaged Drakien's shoulders, easing away some of the tension as his abdomen pressed more firmly into the Romani's body.
"Really?" he asked, ears still pressed backwards. He wriggled further upwards, his nose an inch from Drakien's cheek. His right hand moved up to gently place his hand against the silvery jaw. "Can't we spend a little more time together?" The hand rubbing Drakien's shoulder moved to his hip. "Maybe you could come to Casa di Cavalieri? Bring your horse to the stables while we warm up." Sebastian leered playfully at the Romani, clearly happy to spend more time with him.