#aiden ask

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I keep staring at you art

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A sleepy Aiden stirs creamer into his coffee, eyelids hanging like pulled shades as the spoon rotates lazily in the mug. His glasses were long forgotten downstairs on his night stand and his contacts still float in the case in the bathroom. It is morning, and he is slow-moving. 

Without notice, Jenn is creeping up the stairs, walking on his feet as if he weighs nothing. Where the floors creak under Aiden’s steps, they are silent, as if they’re keeping Jenn’s secret. In response to the long, slender fingers which grip Aiden’s boxers, he lets out a rather feminine squeal.

“Baby…” He whines, the jolt of surprise waking him up well before his first sip of coffee. “You know I hate that…” You know he doesn’t.

♂ - Our muses alone in a dark movie theatre together

"This movie is rubbish." Snatch didn't even whisper. He should have known they were both far too cultured for an action movie, it was all just a bunch of loud noises, nude bodies, and flashing lights. The nude actresses were interesting enough though. Snatch appreciated the female form very much, but while he had females on the screen, he had an equally beautiful male right beside him. He shifted Priests hand, already in his, towards his lap and placed it there, rubbing himself gently with the other's palm. They'd paid the price of admission, perhaps they'd find something fun to do after all.

❥ Our muses go on a Ferris Wheel together