Yuki
He was cute, looking all flustered like he did. Which in-and-of itself was surprising, considering cute wasn't the first word I thought of when thinking of Brokentear. Intriguing, for one, and handsome, mysterious and sad. And oh-so yummy... I shook my head free of that thought and smiled questioningly at him.
"Goodnight?" I said again, puzzled by the unexpected intrusion, but not particularly bothered by it. I'd have done the same thing myself. I titled my head until I could see Brokentear out of one eye and watched as he tried to find something else to say. Part of me said to let him leave and find his sweet dreams, and another part of me, the one long forgotten, called for me to ask him to stay, find a way to keep him here, even for the night.
For once, I listened to that part of me. "Mind helping me out?" I asked, giving him a shy, almost embarrassed smile from my spot on the floor, when he looked back at me confusedly. It occurred to me to ask after the painting, to see if it was okay, but he had said I could have this room. I opened my mouth and almost blew it, almost told him never-mind, I'd be fine, but that small part of me reared it's little head and roared, and I sighed, shifting my eyes to the floor at his feet.
"If it's not too much trouble, would you mind sticking around?" I started, going over several sentences in my head to find the right way to explain, then went for the most blunt one when all the others wouldn't suffice. "I can't sleep peacefully unless there's someone else around, and if it has to be anyone, it would be nice if it was you."
I briefly met his eyes again, before occupying myself with gathering up my things again, sticking them back into my back with a rough shove, unnerved by the silence for once. Quickly, I attempted to backtrack. "I mean, you don't have to, really, you don't. I can find someone else, or just not sleep tonight," I added, the last part added on like an afterthought. It would suck, but it wouldn't be the first time.
Setsuna
I leaned into Forevers touch with a quiet sigh, almost purring with how good it felt to have his hands on me. "Good," I said, smirking in satisfaction at getting my way. I lifted my own hand and lightly ran it through his hair, enjoying the softness of it. I seemed to enjoy everything about him, right down to the shy smile I got in return for my efforts.
"Not sure I'd leave anyways," I mumbled, which was a lie, because if he asked, I'd would go. It was almost frightening, the amount of control I gave to this beautiful boy, and yet, I couldn't feel anything but contentment. Feeling slightly mushy in the head, I sunk into the hand on my cheek, eyelids lowering so that I looked with half open eyes at him.
Feeling slightly mischievous, I turned my head and surprised him by kissing the palm of his hand, before giving it a nip and then soothing it with another light kiss. I smirked at the wide eyed blush on Forever's face, then reached out with a slight pleading look. " Come here," I murmured. He rolled so that he was within my grasp, and then I lightly and slowly tugged him so that I could cradle him in my arms once more.
With another smirk, I leaned forward and kissed him again, and then again, and then leaned back with a slight growl. " Gonna become addicted to your kisses," I grumbled playfully, proving that idea right when I leaned forward and stole another kiss from him.
