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It's hard to remember you have to be honest right now...

[It's just a quiet observation. When Loki says stuff like that -- it's hard to remember there's at least a bit of truth to it, that Billy ever could be worth remembering in the scheme of things.

It's hard to remember, but it's also hard to not enjoy hearing.

He curls closer to Loki, presses a kiss against his chest -- and probably ruins it with another playful nudge at Loki's side.]

Don't 'Yes, dear' me, Loki.

[ It's not so easy for me to forget, he think, swiftly distracted by a nudge at his side and, more effectively, the kiss dappling over his chest. ]

Yes, dear!

[ What? He's agreeing ... ]

Edited 2015-04-27 11:33 (UTC)

Ugh.

[Loki, no.]

Suddenly you've become my dad. That so doesn't make me want to fool around with you in the morning.

Gross. You're gross, Kaplan ... ! The places your mind goes while you're in bed with me are uncharted horrors.

[ Barking out a laugh, he drags the covers up to cover over Billy's face and rolls away on his side, the duvet slipping away to reveal the long length of Loki's pale, mildly scarred back. ]

Sort your life out!

You're the one who won't stop 'Yes, dear'ing me, you jerk!

[Ugh, hey-- no fair, Loki. He pulls the covers away from his face and looks and--

oh.

The scars are new.]

My life is sorted out just fine anyway.

[And if Loki thinks Billy isn't scooting a bit closer or reaching out to idly trace over one of those scars, he's got another thing coming.]

I mean, sort of.

[ A quiet eep leaves him as gentle fingertips dance along his back, the touches filtering over numb, dead nerve-endings to the live surrounding skin in a way that makes him wriggle and tip a head back on Billy's shoulder. ]

Do you need some help with the 'sort of'? I'm a good listener.

[ He kisses underneath Billy's jaw, having slid down in the bed far enough to leave the other boy the tallest for once. ]

[He tips his head back at the kiss, sliding an arm back around Loki when he moves back close.]

Actually-- I think it's okay, Loki. [And he means that.]

Hearing about the future from you and Tommy... I mean, it wasn't all good, but it's left me kind of-- hopeful. I feel like maybe things might be okay, whatever happens. [He stops Mother in the end. He's not a total failure. It's... good to know. He lifts a hand to idly push through Loki's hair.]

And things aren't bad here either. [Fights with Teddy aside, but that would sort itself out one way or another.]

[ A hand slides up the arm around his middle, hugging and wriggling back against Billy to get comfortable. They're different creatures, he and Billy, the latter finding comfort in his written future (which is admittedly a good one) whereas Loki inwardly balks at the thought of there not being an uncertain outcome to affect. ]

Things are wonderful here, I think that's what is wanted. It would be nice if this really was a holiday dimension, somewhere to dive in and take a load off from reality. I should note the address down in case I forget when we leave.

Mm, might not be a bad idea. I don't think I'd actually mind coming back here occasionally... [But it did make him wonder what they'll remember, what they'll forget when they go home. He hopes not a lot.]

Either way, we get to enjoy it for a little while at least, I guess. [You know, if things didn't go all crazy and weird. Tipping his head down, he brushed a kiss over Loki's shoulder.]

Although, we probably filled up a bit of our quota tonight...

[ He'd like to go out and find something in the city, unearth some dirty secrets and maybe find leverage over more of the corrupted that the nice-y nice police force can't cope with. Go to a club and dance until he loses his breath after hours and hours under hot electric lights ...

The kiss on his shoulder settles Loki in place, closing his eyes. Yes, he prefers to be here, strangely enough thrilled as it is. ]

We can top it up tomorrow, Bright Eyes, if you're in the mood.

[ Like a wolf keeping his jaws safely clamped shut around the rabbit in his bed, albeit Billy's, Loki resolves not to push him into anything whether accidentally or otherwise, never mind his energy levels. He pets the arm around his middle and isn't sure which of them he seeks to reassure with the touch. ]

[Unearthing secrets... isn't something that Billy would be against actually. Finding out more about this place, about what's going on--

But right now? He's kind of too comfortable to move. He smiles a bit at that. He'll take 'Bright Eyes' over dear any day.]

Your chances are pretty good.

[Billy settles a bit, sticks close to Loki because it's nice to have another body to curl around and he doesn't seem to be protesting it, he lets his eyes drift shut.]

Good night, Loki.

[ The funny thing is, he plans to still be here in the morning. That almost never happens, and yet ... ]

Goodnight, Billy. Sleep well.

You too, Loki.

[And Billy actually does sleep pretty well... and doesn't really seem to have any intention of untangling from Loki unless Loki slips away sometime during the night. He can't help it. He's a cover hog and he likes having another person in the bed.]

[ It isn't often Loki sleeps, or at least sleeps for long, but with his Billy-related activities in tow and the comfy arms holding him secure through the night, he doesn't crack an eye until a sliver of sunlight dances across his face, squirming in the cocoon of blankets. His shoulders rub back against a chest, ruffled hair a mess in his eyes that he can't be bothered to clear as he yawns.

Hungry. So hungry, gah. The full congress of breakfast meats will have to be a thing today.

Reaching back, he brushes his fingers along Billy's side. ]

Morning.

[ Since Loki hasn't left and it seems to be. ]

Mmm...

[It takes him a moment to place why there are fingers on him when he first starts coming to, but last night floods back in fast and--

Loki was actually still here. Last night had really happened.

And surprisingly, that wasn't a bad thing to realize at all.]

Mm, morning. Sleep okay?

[Billy's not entirely ready to move yet and it's probably obvious the way he squirms a bit closer to Loki, arm tightening around his waist lightly.]

[ A grunt agrees that yes, he slept just fine, and it should shortly become clear why he considers breakfast the very best of all meals; he isn't a morning person, rubbing his face into the pillow and pulling the covers over his face to block out the light as he rubs sleep from his eyes. Loki requires an awfully good incentive to get up. Luckily, Billy ticks that box as he presses in like a hot line against a bare back, rewarded with the way his ass is dragged forward to put them as close as can be from shoulder to hip.

Yawning loudly, Loki stretches out only to collapses back in on himself in a loose-limbed heap. He rolls his head sideways and his hand pats Billy's cheek before it travels up into his hair to mess it around more, one green eye peeking over a shoulder at the pretty boy bathed in sunshine behind him. ]

Lovely ...

[ Nothing he says before hitting a diner can be held against him. ]

[They can be not morning people together then. Though it is sort of amusing watching Loki trying in vain to block out the sun, to burrow back under the covers. His hand smooths up Loki's stomach absently and he smiles up at him at that compliment. If it's a bit shy, he really can't be blamed, can he? Not exactly what he'd been expecting.]

I'm sure the bedhead really flatters me.

[The tease is murmured quietly though, his lips grazing over the back of Loki's shoulder.]

The light flatters you, it's all over your face.

[ Captain Obvious wriggles his shoulder under the lips that travel there, letting his hips take over as he arches back against Billy's delicious weight and hums, the sound low and satisfied. Don't mind the nails along a scalp, Loki intends for them to paw through Billy's hair in encouragement. ]

[His smile brightens a bit more at that. Loki-- the honesty thing is both flattering and embarrassing all at once. It's easier to focus on peppering more of those kisses along Loki's shoulder, moving slowly up to his neck since that seems to be a thing that Loki wants at the moment.]

You look good right now too, you know.

[ He's given up being embarrassed by the trashy truth at times, otherwise he'd never be able to take a breath in between wishing the floor would swallow him up. ]

I know.

[ Laughing at his own honesty because yes, he knows he's easy on the eyes too and exactly how awful it is to be fully aware of that. Tipping his head to give Billy better access to a neck, he squeezes the arm around his waist and pretends he absolutely isn't turning pink on the tips of his ears and across high cheekbones or tangling their legs together, nothing of the sort. Not a single attempt being made to press back against Billy, nope. ]

Wow.

[He laughs too and moves up to nip at Loki's ear playfully. Since Loki doesn't seem to have any intention of moving, not with the way he's tangling in closer, Billy doesn't make any effort to move.

Well, move away.

His hand does move down a little lower on Loki's stomach, fingertips tracing just above the waistband of his boxers to see just how Loki might react.]

[ Giggling when his ear is nipped (shut up, it's a manly laugh!!) he tries to keep a straight face when Billy's fingertips slide south to tease at Loki's waistband and a chuckle huffs out as his stomach pulls in, arching back against Billy's lap. Like petting a cat, he stretches out and pushes against the source.

A hand slides up behind a thicket of floppy chocolate-y hair, keeping his bedmate close to his neck. ]

That's a premature wow, for the record ...

[ At least give him a chance to see how a horizontal lapdance works out first, Kaplan. Good luck keeping hold of that wriggly god. ]

[That was totally a giggle. Loki giggles.]

Oh, is it?

[If Loki kept moving like that, Billy wasn't going to be held accountable for when things started happening. It was kind of hard to not react when he had a squirmy god pressed flush against him.

As a matter of fact, he can't help pressing a little firmer against Loki as teeth rake against the back of Loki's neck before he peppers kisses over the skin.]

[ The polite thing to do would be to pretend that erections aren't a thing, but Loki doesn't want Billy in any doubt as to the effect those teeth are having on him even when he isn't shivering. His ass rocks back, seeking to inspire the same hardness; this almost never happens, he can't be blamed. ]

Ah ... hah, asking for a preview?

[ Each kiss over a certain spot under his ear, right where the skin is softest, has him making helpless noises in the back of his throat and his hips losing their rhythm. Score one for Kaplan. ]

[His fingers curl, pressing a little firmer against Loki's stomach, breathing out warmly against his neck, between each noise Loki makes and the consistent friction, there's really no pretending that erections aren't a thing, you know. Even after last night, it seems like his body is only eager for more of this.

He finally gives in with a roll of his hips, grinding himself against the curve of Loki's ass.]

Depends... what sort of preview?

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