22.Jun.18, 02:45 AM
T’bia’s whole expression bloomed into delighted happiness when M’dox said he liked kissing him, too, and he pressed his nose softly against M’dox’s when the brownrider tipped their foreheads together, giggling when he was nuzzled at. “Yes,” he whispered on a soft breath, eyes wide and bright with hopeful anticipation of getting to kiss M’dox again, even though he’d barely stopped kissing him in the current moment. The idea of being allowed to kiss M’dox was absolutely soul enchanting, and T’bia squeezed his arms tight around M’dox again for a moment, not sure how else to express his delight.
A slow blinked, and T’bia pouted playfully. “Probably,” he agreed, glancing towards the food. It wasn’t too far away, and when M’dox said he didn’t want to move, T’bia spluttered out a laugh, glancing with a combination of shy and sly at the brownrider from under his lashes. “Me either.” He just knew his lap would feel so cold and empty without M’dox sitting on it! Wrapping one arm tightly around the brownrider, T’bia leaned sideways, and dragged the picnic basket closer. Some of the food was still where he’d put it, and the drinks hadn’t budged, but most of the food was now by the cross-section of their legs.
“There!” He said playfully, blushing at his forwardness and attempt to prevent M’dox from needing to move. So long as his friend didn’t want his pastry any time soon (T’bia couldn’t see it, so it was probably behind M’dox, but was it in reach?) then they wouldn’t have to reclaim their own personal spaces any time soon! He was so pleased with himself!
A slow blinked, and T’bia pouted playfully. “Probably,” he agreed, glancing towards the food. It wasn’t too far away, and when M’dox said he didn’t want to move, T’bia spluttered out a laugh, glancing with a combination of shy and sly at the brownrider from under his lashes. “Me either.” He just knew his lap would feel so cold and empty without M’dox sitting on it! Wrapping one arm tightly around the brownrider, T’bia leaned sideways, and dragged the picnic basket closer. Some of the food was still where he’d put it, and the drinks hadn’t budged, but most of the food was now by the cross-section of their legs.
“There!” He said playfully, blushing at his forwardness and attempt to prevent M’dox from needing to move. So long as his friend didn’t want his pastry any time soon (T’bia couldn’t see it, so it was probably behind M’dox, but was it in reach?) then they wouldn’t have to reclaim their own personal spaces any time soon! He was so pleased with himself!