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“Gabriel, Gabriel, Gabriel, Gabriel. Gaaaaaaaabby!”

In the safety of his boilfriend’s room, Efflo felt completely comfortable being as annoying as possible. Gabby was lying on the bed next to him, presumably trying to nap while Efflo bounced up and down, tired of lounging. He wanted to do something, but the problem was he didn’t really know what. It was one of those kinds of days, where anything was possible, but nothing seemed really appealing. The boil had tried to think up some suggestions that didn’t involve wrecking more of his clothing, but it was hard. Efflo had asked Gabby what he had wanted to do earlier, but the question had elicited only a grunt and a nice view of the dragon’s backside as he turned away from him.

Not finding that an acceptable answer, Efflo had done his best to bug Gabby. It started out innocently enough with gentle, incessant poking and had gradually progressed to the full-fledged jumping on the bed he was doing now. He had to admit, it was kind of helping his boredom. And he definitely was enjoying the new word Sibyl had taught him.

“Gabby, Gabby, Gabby, Gaaaaabby!”

“Gaaaaah!”

Caught by surprise, Efflo landed on the bed with a thump, tumbling onto the plush white sheets. He glared right back at the boil, and shifted so he could place his feet against Gabby, alternating pushing him playfully with one foot, then the other, towards the edge of the bed. Efflo loved his dragon but he was tired of lying in bed. He wanted to do something. Anything! He wanted to go outside! Heck, at this point, he’d even consider the Maul again.

“GAAAAAAAAAABRIEL,” he whined, even as his face slid into a mischievous smirk, foot poised to hit him again.

The nickname was fun for teasing, but Gabby would always be Gabriel to him, it was his default setting. That didn’t mean he couldn’t use it to push the boil’s buttons every once and a while, however. Efflo continued to whine when his tactics failed miserably, Gabby was definitely getting closer to him and not to the floor. He watched him warily, torn on whether to hug him close or kick him harder. Suddenly buried beneath his boilfriend, Efflo squirmed, wriggling and pushing at him.

“Gabriel!” he snapped, nipping at the dragon. “Get up! Get up, get up! Take me outside! Don’t you dare fall asleep again! Gabriel!”

Efflo gave Gabby a little pinch, still floundering uselessly under him.

“It’s not sinful, it’s boring! Let’s go do something… And not that,” Efflo added as he flopped onto his side, freed from Gabby and shooting him a knowing look. His eyes narrowed as Gabby continued, thinking carefully about his next move. The boil sat up after a moment, glaring as he threateningly popped the button on the fly of his pants open.

“I will wreck your bed, Gabriel. Don’t you think I won’t.”

“It's our bed,” he corrected him, sliding off of the bed after Gabby and slipping his arms around the boil’s waist. Efflo pressed his face against the back of Gabby's neck, nuzzling his long white hair. He breathed in the dragon's scent with a happy sigh, satisfied for the moment. “I wouldn’t really do it, anyway. But it worked, didn’t it?”

He hung off of him while Gabby moved about and finished getting dressed, refusing to let go.

“So where are you taking me?”

All Efflo knew was that when he was Gabby, time was too precious to be spent sleeping. And though certain extracurricular activities were fun and Efflo enjoyed them immensely, it went without saying that sometimes a break was necessary, no matter how short it was. After all, he did enjoy being able to walk straight from time to time.

He perked his ears at the promise of a proper date, he very much approved of movies. Besides, dark theatres were good for more than just sleeping. Not that he was going to mention anything, deciding that this was going to be a good date, and they were going to be good and not get into any trouble. A real date! Just the thought made him giddy and he grabbed Gabby’s shoe, kneeling on the ground to put it on.

“There,” he said, patting the top of Gabby's shoe with his fingers after sliding it onto the boil's foot. “All set!”

He frowned then, staring down past his bare chest, to his bare feet. He supposed he needed shoes too. And maybe a shirt… Efflo glanced up at Gabby, wondering what he could get away with.

He smiled happily as Gabby’s lips left his cheek, allowing himself to be led to the closet. Efflo considered his options, finding it strange, as he stared into the small space, that somehow Gabby had less clothes than he did. It didn’t seem quite right. He mentally made a note to remedy this situation somehow, in the future. For now, shoes. He knew first-hand how comfy those slippers were, but he was fairly certain, even for someone as fashionably challenged as him, that they weren’t really public attire. The horse frowned, turning to look up at Gabby.

“What do you think? Will your sneakers fit?”

“That’s right,” Efflo sighed, the fondling hand on his backside all too familiar. “Get it out of your system now.” It wasn’t that he disliked it, in fact the problem was that he liked it too much and when Gabby did things like that, he sort of forgot all about going to the movies and wondered why they couldn’t just have their date right here. But then he remembered that Gabby had promised him a real date, and he intended to have it, and enjoy it to the fullest.

He tugged at the vest Gabby had dressed him in, fingering the fabric of it. It was very nice. “I’m sure this will be fine. Thank-you Gabriel.”

Turning around, he leaned up on his toes to give his boilfriend a quick kiss. “Okay, shoe me, then let’s go.”