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paradisalogs2012-06-11 12:04 am
wishmadeinfire) wrote in paradisalogs2012-06-11 12:04 am
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After the Boys of Summer Are Gone
Who: Ashura & Felix
What: Ashura and Felix getting some alone time after the wards are set on the outpost
When: After the outpost logs
Rating: R
Ashura shifted in the mass of blankets they had managed to bring as well as scrounge up from around the tower. It was not quite a bed, but it worked for their purposes, and they even managed to have a few pillows they found. It was not the nicest thing they had ever staid in, but Ashura had no complaints. They were away from the Castle and its insanity, protected by the wards set up by the departed group and his own lover. They were safe, and warm and together and it was all he could ask for in the world right now. The king's head was nestled against Felix's chest, an arm around his abdomen, and beneath all the blankets they had not a thing on. A wonderful night indeed.
Ashura turned his head slightly, kissing over the speckles of light on Felix's chest as star and moonlight flittered in through the roof and windows, offering them a lovely view of the night sky. Delicate fingers traced down his side, counting ribs in the rare moment of quiet they were offered here, the only sounds those of the night insects and their own breathing. Ashura knew such times were far and in between and he was loathe to waste even a second of such time. His hand shifted and moonlight flashed off the emerald he wore on his finger - always, he never removed it, not even when in bed (well, all right, he did remove it to bathe, but only then).
In a moment of energy, he rose up on his arms over Felix, his hair spilling around them as he leaned in to kiss his mouth, humming against his lips and smiling down at his beloved. "You are being quiet, Felix. Penny for your thoughts?"
What: Ashura and Felix getting some alone time after the wards are set on the outpost
When: After the outpost logs
Rating: R
Ashura shifted in the mass of blankets they had managed to bring as well as scrounge up from around the tower. It was not quite a bed, but it worked for their purposes, and they even managed to have a few pillows they found. It was not the nicest thing they had ever staid in, but Ashura had no complaints. They were away from the Castle and its insanity, protected by the wards set up by the departed group and his own lover. They were safe, and warm and together and it was all he could ask for in the world right now. The king's head was nestled against Felix's chest, an arm around his abdomen, and beneath all the blankets they had not a thing on. A wonderful night indeed.
Ashura turned his head slightly, kissing over the speckles of light on Felix's chest as star and moonlight flittered in through the roof and windows, offering them a lovely view of the night sky. Delicate fingers traced down his side, counting ribs in the rare moment of quiet they were offered here, the only sounds those of the night insects and their own breathing. Ashura knew such times were far and in between and he was loathe to waste even a second of such time. His hand shifted and moonlight flashed off the emerald he wore on his finger - always, he never removed it, not even when in bed (well, all right, he did remove it to bathe, but only then).
In a moment of energy, he rose up on his arms over Felix, his hair spilling around them as he leaned in to kiss his mouth, humming against his lips and smiling down at his beloved. "You are being quiet, Felix. Penny for your thoughts?"