16.Jun.13, 10:12 PM
He wasn’t ticklish though a soft laugh at the attempt always escaped regardless but what R’nd did properly react to was the kiss and hug. He smiled warmly after the kiss and wrapped his arms around B’jin as the greenrider took to resting against him. While he had never been one to love cuddling until his attempts for some lovers turned into something he genuinely started to enjoy, R’nd was always okay with giving hugs. They could be friendly or protective, which was how he always perceived them until more and more time was spent with B’jin. They were still protective but gave off a stronger vibe of trust now as well with the way they could relax in each other’s arms. Another odd but interesting thing R’nd had picked out in their somewhat relationship.
He held B’jin in silence for a few moments as one hand made its way to blonde locks to tease his fingers through. “Did you want to stay in here a while longer or would you like to move to a place that typically requires more clothing before I sweep you away to another clothing-free zone?” R’nd was grinning as he pulled back just enough for B’jin to see the mischievous expression he wore. He figured they could go find a snack in the kitchens before returning to his hut to try giving the gift he had made. Whether he did or not or if it would be well-received were things he still didn’t know but it seemed like a good way to continue the day he had successfully acquired. “There may be another slightly clothed stop planned for later as well. We’ll see how much you distract me first.” The idea that wine, the lake, and the sunset would go wonderfully together in a romantic and peaceful combination hit R’nd out of the blue and he almost frowned at that. Why hadn’t he come up with that before? Perhaps because those were three things he enjoyed and while R’nd knew B’jin loved wine, the beach could be a touchy spot – but at least Larrikith had already flown! – and did such a person exist that didn’t like sunsets? Well, he babbled to himself, perhaps people that viewed them as symbolizing the end of something didn’t like them but they were always the start of a fun night to him.
I hope he does. Maybe that will spark R’nd’s mushy feelings enough that he can’t keep ignoring them, Ayyonth rumbled with his amusement, knowing that any further confessions B’jin might let slip out wouldn’t scare R’nd away. His silly human had already weathered the first uttering of love, after all. If anything, R’nd would likely pale a little, squirm a bit as well, but then kiss his lover, smile, and pretend nothing out of the ordinary had happened. It was frustrating but still fun to watch as well and Ayyonth felt they were due another decent show. Then again, the whole topic of the birthday had been awkward and delightful.
He held B’jin in silence for a few moments as one hand made its way to blonde locks to tease his fingers through. “Did you want to stay in here a while longer or would you like to move to a place that typically requires more clothing before I sweep you away to another clothing-free zone?” R’nd was grinning as he pulled back just enough for B’jin to see the mischievous expression he wore. He figured they could go find a snack in the kitchens before returning to his hut to try giving the gift he had made. Whether he did or not or if it would be well-received were things he still didn’t know but it seemed like a good way to continue the day he had successfully acquired. “There may be another slightly clothed stop planned for later as well. We’ll see how much you distract me first.” The idea that wine, the lake, and the sunset would go wonderfully together in a romantic and peaceful combination hit R’nd out of the blue and he almost frowned at that. Why hadn’t he come up with that before? Perhaps because those were three things he enjoyed and while R’nd knew B’jin loved wine, the beach could be a touchy spot – but at least Larrikith had already flown! – and did such a person exist that didn’t like sunsets? Well, he babbled to himself, perhaps people that viewed them as symbolizing the end of something didn’t like them but they were always the start of a fun night to him.