[Theo rolls onto his side, facing Dom - propping his head up on his elbow and looking mighty interested in falling asleep here. His eyes half-shut with a mirthful little look, he could tease him. Say 'suuure you didn't' but he doesn't. Because he'd much rather believe he gives hole so good it drives werewolves wild.]
Happy little accident. You get that reference, right? Bob Ross was like a thousand years ago.
[He squirms a little closer, their noses nearly touching. He pulls up the bedsheets, but then snakes his hand up Dom's arm - toying with touch, keeping a circuit of it going. It's kind of neat, thinking about a genuine first time like this. Of all the things he's done in his lifetimes...]
[ He clears his throat suddenly at the fat knot, unexpected and amusing. Dom almost looks down to check just how different it is, if at all, but ultimately keeps his attention on the man whose hand is on his arm, still teasing him with words. Probably not the time to be earnest, but… ]
... It was Teddie. For me.
[ He made a very conscious effort to say his boyfriend's name instead of saying you. ]
[Can he say that when it's referencing another version of himself? Because he does. It's still something of a daydream to think about - some other life where he gets to date a cute werewolf boy and worry about homework instead of multi-universal chase downs. He grins at Dom, very much unbothered but the topic. He feels his other self would be fine too? Probably?]
[ Look at him, pretending like he isn't suddenly afraid Theo will think twice and conclude he should back off, for the other Teddie's sake. He might even be right, but it turns out Dom is more selfish than that. ]
[He's okay with this, too. He leans to kiss Dom, slow and languid - arm over and around him, playing with the short hair at the back of his head; running his fingers back and forth against the grain. He feels so happy in this moment, he wishes he knew how to voice it.]
[ Please stay, he means, smiling a little dreamily after that kiss. His hand is soft on Theo's chest, leaning back in to nuzzle his neck, shoulders tense with how good it feels to be touched on his nape. Dom is too relaxed to be too shy for his next request. ]
[Said with affection, fingers moving - nails gently grazing against his scalp, playing with his hair as Theo squirms in delight at being able to now get comfortable and inevitably, fall asleep like this. In a dreamy, romantic embrace? Oof. Amazing.]
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Happy little accident. You get that reference, right? Bob Ross was like a thousand years ago.
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Once he's covered enough, he drops the cloth on the floor— apologies to the staff. ]
Yeah. [ A pause. He slides down, lies on his side to face Theo. He's getting flushed again. Nnh. ]
… Was it your first time?
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[He squirms a little closer, their noses nearly touching. He pulls up the bedsheets, but then snakes his hand up Dom's arm - toying with touch, keeping a circuit of it going. It's kind of neat, thinking about a genuine first time like this. Of all the things he's done in his lifetimes...]
You popped my cherrrry.
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... It was Teddie. For me.
[ He made a very conscious effort to say his boyfriend's name instead of saying you. ]
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[Can he say that when it's referencing another version of himself? Because he does. It's still something of a daydream to think about - some other life where he gets to date a cute werewolf boy and worry about homework instead of multi-universal chase downs. He grins at Dom, very much unbothered but the topic. He feels his other self would be fine too? Probably?]
... It's still okay, right? Us.
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[ Look at him, pretending like he isn't suddenly afraid Theo will think twice and conclude he should back off, for the other Teddie's sake. He might even be right, but it turns out Dom is more selfish than that. ]
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[He's okay with this, too. He leans to kiss Dom, slow and languid - arm over and around him, playing with the short hair at the back of his head; running his fingers back and forth against the grain. He feels so happy in this moment, he wishes he knew how to voice it.]
Can I sleep here tonight?
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[ Please stay, he means, smiling a little dreamily after that kiss. His hand is soft on Theo's chest, leaning back in to nuzzle his neck, shoulders tense with how good it feels to be touched on his nape. Dom is too relaxed to be too shy for his next request. ]
Can you do that behind my ear…?
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[Said with affection, fingers moving - nails gently grazing against his scalp, playing with his hair as Theo squirms in delight at being able to now get comfortable and inevitably, fall asleep like this. In a dreamy, romantic embrace? Oof. Amazing.]
Like that?
🎀
Like that.