[laughing, still sleepy but distracted from sleepiness by your closeness um, cuteness]
You could always get off if you minded.
[probably something really sexy like ink and dishwashing liquid SOB, I'll just giggle a little because ticklish, and wrap my arms around you gently and hold you close]
You say that now, but a week from now, you won't be--[yawn] saying stuff like that! "Okay, Gai, it's been a week, we really should move..." or something like that...
[he closes his eyes slowly, then, and holds this kiss just a bit longer, it feels like sparks and warmth and tracing trails over his spine all the same]
[that skinny bundle of sticks in your hair would be my fingers, because I'm cupping the side of your face, and if you pull too far away I'm gonna thwap you so hard and / or cry]
[I'm not going anywhere except to just readjust my arms so we're a little more comfortable, trying to break away as little as possible!! just--exhaling a little through his nose with a soft, itty bitty noise following]
[swallowing shakily, then, opening his mouth to try and speak--but he can't really make words happen at this moment. He closes his mouth and smiles, then; that's much easier.
Just--hoping this won't immediately evaporate. Tentatively, he opens his eyes--peeking at you carefully.]
[words are hard right now but looking down sheepishly as I realize being right on top of you is not the best place to really be bashful, BUT. meeting your eyes shyly]
[well, it's still a good thing! now we all won't be uncomfortable trying to figure out what made the stain since it's not there but EITHER WAY]
[squirming a little more atop you and flushing deep, while I finally anchor myself and chase after you with a barrage of sweet, soft, tiny kisses in hopes you won't notice my complete noviceness in kissing]
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