Lia
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 14, 2009
"I'm sure he's figured that out," he assured, nuzzling Ezekiel's cheek. "And he'd help himself. Returned cleaned of course, but if one goes missing for a few days, you'll know where to look. Just... well don't go look. He'll return them." It was best to not try and hunt Turtle down when he was in sex mode. The blond stretched his arms over his head once more and yawned. "Maybe...we could go to bed and cuddle?" he asked, suddenly unsure of himself. They'd had separate rooms the last time he was here and he wasn't sure if he was overstepping boundaries by suggesting they share one.
Rubbing a towel through his hair, Archer returned to the room and grinned when he spotted the whipped cream. "Tell me I can at least eat it off of you?" he asked, warm eyes begging as images flittered through his mind.
Rubbing a towel through his hair, Archer returned to the room and grinned when he spotted the whipped cream. "Tell me I can at least eat it off of you?" he asked, warm eyes begging as images flittered through his mind.