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 Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2017 9:56 am
The lighting in the room sucked but Noah was still able to appreciate his husband's body despite the harsh shadows cast against it as he changed again. "It's not about that," he stated, but his words lacked heat and the appreciation on his expression wouldn't go missed as he was crowded back onto the bed.
It was strange, but endearing, to see Paul on his knees carefully peeling off one of Noah's thick socks because he was concerned about some stupid potential cut that he didn't think existed. His socks were thick, because he liked the extra cushion when he was forced to wear boots instead of loafers because of the weather.
Yeah, his foot was sore, but it didn't feel injured.
"Hurry up Paulie, it's getting cold." Which was a given, but he felt like whining anyway. Still, he offered the flashlight as requested and took the opportunity to muss up damp hair by running his fingers through it.
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2017 2:30 pm
Ignoring the whine, he snorted and took the flashlight, mindful to keep it away from either of their eyes as it traveled down towards its intended target.
The candles that Noah had lit prior to their "breakfast" still flickered from their positions but the flashlight provided the light he needed to inspect the bare foot being held up by his hand. Positioning the light directly on the skin, one thumb slipped across the rough surface, calloused from over two decades of walking. There were what appeared to be scratches at best, but nothing had (thankfully) had punctured the skin.
Eyes darted up as he felt fingers toy with short strands of dark, wet hair. Clearly Noah had forgiven him of his trespasses and found himself in a more amiable mood, despite the frigid temperature now engulfing the house.
Leaning forward, he gently kissed his husband's sole before taking the time to roll his sock back over his foot.
"I think you'll live," he said gruffly before rising, soon towering over the seated man.
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Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2017 8:06 am
It was very rarely that Noah got hurt in a manner that required the assistance of anyone else to tend to. Even now he didn't think the incident in the kitchen required the gentle, careful care that his spouse was giving him. Seeing Paul like this was endearing, especially when the burly man kissed his sole and returned the sock to his foot.
Stormy eyes flicked up to meet violet ones as his husband used this rare moment where he was taller than Noah to loom above him.
"Unless I freeze to death," he countered, arms outstretched and reaching up for the older man. "You better come warm me up Paulie," he insisted, voice low and husky as he stretched to get purchase on his husband's shoulders to drag him towards him.
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2017 10:15 pm
"Oh don't be a pus--"
Arms stretched out in preparation of the fall, palms landing on either side of his spouse's head as both men toppled down onto the bed, his words cut off mid-sentence. Despite the frigid cold taking over his body, the thought of having the feisty redhead pressed against him was a sultry enough idea to fend off the shivers for at least a few more moments.
One hand moved down to hook the man's leg around his waist before his knees pushed against the edge of the bed. Lifting them both up into the air, one thick hand held to his backside while the other leaned down to yank back all of the blankets that had been nicely tucked in place on their bed. Depositing the young man gently onto the mattress, he climbed over the gangly ******** and put himself beneath the mountain of covers, quickly doing his best to combat the chill as the comforter was tugged up over both of their shoulders.
Still, one arm opened towards his spouse, beckoning him closer.
"C'mere, kiddo. Think I know of a way or two we can keep warm."
Nuxaz I was gonna finish us up but I demand at least one more Noah response.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2017 8:52 am
Being carried by Paul, even for the briefest of moments, often served to be a delightful thing and Noah's arms wrapped more securely around his neck to distract his spouse with a kiss. Covers were drawn back and he was pulled down to the bed, blankets strewn across them both and he immediately pressed closer, lips lazily trailing across the man's scruffy jawline.
With a rolling of his eyes and a soft huff, Noah was shifting across the bed, knees going to either side of his husband's hips, and he settled into place.
"No s**t," he teased, head dipping to kiss the tip of the older man's nose before he claimed his mouth again, hands sliding up through cheek scruff and into short dark hair.
Nails gently scratched at his scalp as lips pressed beneath his chin. "What do you think I was trying to do idiot?" There's no heat in his taunt and he settled in to make sure they'd both survive the frigidness of the night.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2017 1:06 pm
"Idiot, huh?"
The word rumbled in his throat as he enjoyed the feeling of lips and hands exploring all over his face and head. Even with the incredibly, goddamn annoying level of cold circulating through the house, he could already feel himself beginning to warm up as he dragged the ginger up against him with a rough, demanding tug.
In a matter of seconds, he was moving to force Noah below him, blankets draping over his broad naked shoulders like a cape as he stared down at the younger man, knees on either side of his hips. Hands reached for the ones toying with his hair and he pinned them to the pillow as he grinned down.
Whatever quip he wanted to say in return was swallowed, Paul unable to resist leaning down to capture his spouse's mouth. For being a shitty start to an already ******** day, he was certainly satisfied with his husband's solution to biding their time until the power returned.
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