Cajun Flavor (one x one yaoi rp)

[--The Winter Incubus--]

He chuckled a bit, laying against him. "MMm....Sometin' like dat, baby..."

[Silver Nephilim]

He stretched out his arms, a sleepy chuckle worming from his mouth. "Yeh...'n' seems li'...always fallin' sleep in comfeh weird p'si'on..." He yawned, letting his head droop and dozing off. "hmm...babeh...huh...."

[--The Winter Incubus--]

He sighed, sleeping soundly against him. "M-mmm...mine..."

[Silver Nephilim]

He blinked, yawning and curling up against the still sleeping man. "S'too early..." But usually's th'tim'I git up... He shoved the thought away, falling asleep again.

[--The Winter Incubus--]

He smiled in his sleep, yawning softly as he held him to his chest.

[Silver Nephilim]

He smiled, nuzzling into his hold.

[--The Winter Incubus--]

The Cajun slept soundly, holding the boy tightly to his body, almost trying to ensure he didn't get out of his grasp like so many times before.

[Silver Nephilim]

"S'kay," the boy murmured, running the tips of his fingers along the man's side. "Ah'won' git'up yet." He yawned, rolling on his side and spooning back against the Cajun.

[--The Winter Incubus--]

He buried his face in the boy's hair, gentle fingers sliding down to knead and grope the boy's rump.

[Silver Nephilim]

He let out a surprised, gasping yelp, face burning slightly. " 'Ey!" He pushed back against the man's face with his hair.

[--The Winter Incubus--]

He grinned, eager fingers slipping a bit between the cheeks.

[Silver Nephilim]

His eyes widened, jerking as pain shot up his a**, snapping him awake. "Wha' th'hell! Ow!" He winced slightly. Dammit...a** hurts now...

[--The Winter Incubus--]

The Cajun slept peacefully as he held the boy against him.

[Silver Nephilim]

Jeannie turned in his sleep, groaning and sitting up to shiver. "Dammit, why's so col' in heh?" he chattered through his teeth, stumbling over and looking out the window. The sun was high and bright; other borders at the Institute were crowding around the pool. He reached over and jerked Gambit's coat up over himself, shuddering before realizing he was standing on the cold-air-blowing vent and quickly moving away.

[--The Winter Incubus--]

The naked cajun yawned and moved his body a bit, sighing as he stretched and got up.