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Dendera couldn't help but to let out a small laugh at the vaporeon's outburst when he'd set his head against his lap, but that laugh just faded into a pleased smile as he watched the blush on the boy's cheeks just get worse and worse, which only seemed to make the umbreon all the more content with his position. He was always pleased to see Silas react to him, though sometimes he would wish that the boy could relax at least a little bit without sitting a mile away from him.

It seemed like progressively the vaporeon was becoming more and more distraught about having Dendera positioned so close as he was, and really it almost made the man move but he decided to simply at least wait for some sort of response or acknowledgment from his companion at the very least. Before the younger boy spoke, it seemed he'd managed to actually heat up his face even more, really the Egyptian was beginning to think it impossible. "Mm.." he was quiet as he thought on the vaporeon's answer, running it over in his mind but settling on a response that he hoped would ease the boy's tensions at least a little, "I suppose. You don't have to," he said with a brief pause before continuing, "I'd just like for you to know that I want you to..in case you ever decide that it's what you want too." he finished now propping himself up with one elbow on the armrest that was on the other side of Silas, turning his hips so that he was facing the boy in almost an upright position now, abandoning his place on his companions lap to instead be close to his face.

He kept those sharp red eyes locked onto that pretty pair of blue now, leaving little room for the vaporeon to let his face cool. "Why.." he started with another short pause, "..are you still not used to me touching you?" he inquired, with a bit of honest curiosity and a bit of just wanting to see just how red he could turn those pale cheeks. It was at least a tad bit devious, but really how could he resist, especially with how adorable Silas was already being just from him resting his head in the boy's lap.

Dendera smiled, just a soft warm smile as he watched his companion mentally squirming. He could tell he'd just pressed all kinds of buttons and was just watching what they did at this point. It was too terribly cute when the vaporeon tried to hide his face, it wasn't something that he'd seen anyone else do in a situation like this and it just made the idea of turning those cheeks red all the more delicious. Really, if Silas didn't like him acting this way he was very bad at deterring him from it.

The umbreon was actually at least a little bit surprised when he heard what Silas was saying, listening quite intently to each blurted out word of the boy's thoughts, all the way up to the point where the young man stopped himself, turning away. It was quite obvious that the vaporeon didn't like to admit to being confused by himself, he didn't like to allow the umbreon to see him like that but really it just drew Dendera to him more - it was entirely too irresistible how helpless and confused the boy was though he tried hard to hide it.

The darker male slid his hands up to cup either side of the boy's face, urging him to look back into those red eyes that he avoided so often. One of his thumbs was vaguely lightly rubbing the boy's cheek, his gaze steady, and once he felt sure that he had Silas's attention again he spoke softly, his voice still a bit rough from his trip to the hospital though, "I could take a guess if you'd like," he suggested with a warm smile, keeping his face quite close to his companion's before moving them, turning Silas to the side so that the boys back was to the armrest, grabbing hold of the vaporeon's arms and pulling them to his side's. He slid his legs around Silas's waist, certain that this would make him even more red - but finding that he was quite happy with the position shift, and now that he'd placed the boy's arms at his sides, he slid his arms up around the vaporeon's shoulders, keeping that close proximity. "I love you, more than you'll ever know," he said in barely a whisper, "..and you know that you love me too." he continued, pressing his forehead to the vaporeon's own pale one, feeling the heat that was emitting off the blushing skin, "and it kills you to admit that you like this." he finished with a very quiet almost muted laugh but after a brief pause, letting it sink in, he had to ask, "How close was that?"

Dendera was at least a little bit surprised when Silas began to talk about his mother, for more than one reason - he almost never talked about his family and this moment hardly seemed to have much to do with her, but he began to understand why a bit better as the vaporeon continued to talk, the umbreon listening quite intently though keeping his face directly against the boys as he spoke. He barely contained a laugh at the comment about the young man's mother 'killing them both', Silas was so colorful once he got to actually talking, it certainly kept the Egyptian's attention, and kept a smile firmly on his face.

It made him feel so utterly warm, inside and out, hearing Silas confirm his assumptions, purely enjoying to actually hear it for once and somehow it made that dark skin of his heat up at least a little bit more than just a little. "Mm.." when Silas finished the kiss and finished speaking, the umbreon decided not to let him off so easily, dipping down closer once more to steal another kiss, pressing his lips a bit more harshly against the others, pressing his body a bit closer in the process. When he ended the kiss he spoke softly again, with that rather scratchy voice, "So, does this mean you're going to let me kiss you without you pretending to be angry about it?~" he asked playfully, of course implying that the vaporeon was never actually mad about the close proximity or the affection that he was shown. "Because I can't say that I'd be opposed to that." he added, a grin spreading across his lips.

He laughed softly at the boy's last comments but just let his lips slide shut again into that ever present grin as he felt Silas wiggle beneath him. Somewhere in that thick skull of his he had a vague idea of why the boy beneath him was squirming about and really that only enticed him further. There was a voice in the back of his head that was telling him to chill out but he let the more devious side come out in a comment, "Bold? I could show you bold." he teased with quite a devilish little smirk before simply burying his face in the dip between the man's neck and shoulder. "You'd have to want me to though." he added with a barely noticeable shrug, preferring to leave that option up to Silas, but then giving a less than soft kiss to the spot where he'd planted his face, quite pleased with these new developments though still a part of him was waiting to be thrown off the couch and see the vaporeon dart into another room - locking the door behind him (he tried to ignore that possible outcome).

Dendera was quite pleased with the sounds that he'd gotten out of the vaporeon from his abrupt kisses, and really it only spurred him on further, encouraging him to add on another few slightly rough kisses along the line between the shorter males shoulder and neck. "You used to be so good at pretending not to like this you know." he teased quietly in warm breaths against the boy's pale skin that was now lightly tinted pinkish from the attention. After speaking, he buried his face there once more, just taking in the warmth, taking in Silas's scent and simply cherishing the moment. "You know.." he said quietly into the vaporeon's neck, "you are so irresistible to me." he finished with a soft barely noticeable kiss before propping himself up now to stare down at pretty blue eyes.

Honestly, he'd expected some sort of protest, or at least for Silas to want to know exactly what it was that the umbreon had in mind, he was caught completely off-guard by the boy's response and soon after, by his face being brought out of it's place to receive another kiss, and then another. The vaporeon was at the very least making Dendera's heart beat faster and faster. He was certainly getting a rise out of him, and it was leaving him quite breathless, some how it was as if he never expected this kind of thing - regardless of the feelings that they shared and the things that they'd said.

He stole another kiss, barely running his tongue across Silas's own lips, getting a brief taste of the soft flesh that was there before pulling away, just teasing himself as well as the boy that was beneath him. He propped himself up and soon after, stood up, standing beside the couch - depriving himself of that comfortable, delicious, warmth. He stared down at the most obviously flustered mess of a companion that he'd left on the couch, it brought a soft smile to his lips, a warm loving expression as he admired the sight before leaning down to grab a hold of the boy's waist. He wasted no time tossing the vaporeon over one shoulder (his good shoulder) and walking away from the living room. He took no time to make his way up the stairs, finding his bedroom easily, carrying Silas over his shoulder the whole way.

Once there he playfully tossed the boy on to the bed, as playfully as he could without being too rough, and climbed up on top of him. Before the younger male could begin to protest, feeling almost certain that he would try to, he did away with the shirt the boy had been wearing, leaving one pale skinny torso exposed. After giving him a playful albeit short kiss on those soft lips he moved on to plant a kiss in the middle of his chest before nuzzling into it, unable to contain the grin on his face. "I love you." he whispered, though he knew that he'd recently said those words already he just felt right now that he couldn't say it enough.

Dendera's eyes had become stuck upon the pale skin before him, pressing his lips softly against it again. He could hear the inevitable protests - though they were much more subdued than usual from the vaporeon. He trailed his gaze, following some line up the boy's body until he met those pools of blue again to find a perfectly red face but an expression that only drove him to want more. He let his eyes fall again as he trailed a few soft kisses on the warm white skin before finding soft lips to meet his own again. He whispered in heated breaths, still lingering close to the boy's face, "It's ok." he said. "I think..you think too much." he added with a very hushed warm laugh that ended rather quickly as he kissed the vaporeon again. "..you might find that you like what happens when you don't." he suggested quietly but soon after found that he'd lost his voice, or maybe it was that he'd lost any words to say.

He found himself longing for kisses, planting them against his companions lips and soon after, his jaw, the soft skin of his neck, and finding his chest again followed. He ravaged the boy in the soft kisses and hot breaths, he could feel that his own skin had become so warm, but he still found himself shuddering at one point. "I.." he began quietly, realizing that he'd stopped and was simply staring at this point, but no other words came from his lips. He just stared for a good long moment, still straddling the vaporeon and still quite close to his skin, dark hair draped over one side. A smile had made it's way onto his lips, not sure when, and he let his red eyes fall to some arbitrary unimportant point on the boy's body for a moment before finding himself able to grab eye contact again.

He took hold of two pale hands, taking them from where ever they had ended up and placing them on his own hips. He inhaled sharply, though it was hardly noticeable. He was nervous? He probably was, and it at least slightly embarrassed him, but he'd prefer for Silas not to notice since the boy was probably more nervous than he could ever be. He dragged those slender hands up his torso, tugging over the toned flesh that lie beneath his shirt, keeping a fairly firm grip on the boy's wrists so that he wouldn't pull away. When he reached the end of his chest, the start of his collar-bone, he finally released Silas's hands, and used his own to remove the shirt that he'd just pushed up, letting the black fabric fall somewhere on the bed - he really didn't care where.