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Pushes into Lio’s chest.

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Nezumi can see Lio from a distance, lying dejectedly on the tent sheet with the poor excuse of an attempt at building said tent forgotten next to him. He chuckles when he reaches Lio and bumps his toe against Lio's foot.

"What if it rains, idiot?"

The smile lingers in Nezumi's eyes. He shakes his head, walks to the edge and tugs at the sheet. He wants to roll Lio off of it.

Leans down so Lio can reach, thinking he might get something nice.

Gets pinched instead.

PINCHES BACK.

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Cute~

Pats the Lio.

Holds the Lio.

Kisses the Lio.

@burnishcd || send me   ‘ 😏 ’   and my muse will honestly answer the following q’s:

How physically attracted they are to your muse?

"I am, that's it. Lio is beautiful. Just watching him undress makes my pulse race."

How romantically attracted they are to your muse?

"Extremely, but that shouldn't be a surprise."

How often they would like to have sex with yours?

"Every day? Every other day? Whenever we both want. I prefer quality over quantity."

Where they would most likely have sex with yours?

"Somewhere in nature. I think Lio would look delightful riding me with a forest in the background. Or the bed, I'm happy with the bed, too."

Whether they think yours would be “good” in bed?

"We're compatible, that's all I need to know."

What titles / nicknames my muse would like to call yours during sex?

"Lio."

Up to 3 kinks they would like to explore with yours? ( with consent of course )

"I just want to make love."

What sort of sex they’d prefer to have with yours? ( slow & sensual, quickie, etc. )

"Devoted."

What type of relationship my muse would like to form with yours? ( typical couple, friends with benefits, etc. )

“What exactly did you invite me too?” 

Myles raised a brow at the bizarre looking stage and the crowd of people that chattered excitedly amongst themselves. The air smelled of burnt wood and salted water, and young people shuffled near with cameras at the ready. Lio seemed all too eager to have Myles be there and it almost made him suspicious... A part of him feared that it was going to be some mariachi band performance that would sing him happy birthday and he’d have to come up with some plan to burn the entire place down to get out of it. “Do I need to be drunk for this?”

&. 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  platonic  ships  are  just  as  important  as  romantic  ones!  so  here’s  some  sentence  starters  for  all  your  friendship  needs!  )

"Says the imp!" Nezumi quipped back just as sarcastically. "Don't get your panties in a twist; I know that you're crazy about me. You hardly ever let me forget that—!"

This wasn't about their feelings, though, Nezumi frowned and glanced at his leather jacket. The material was scratched but otherwise unharmed and he was left wondering how was that possible when his arm, shoulder and bicep were nearly shredded by the unforgiving asphalt road.

"I was wearing a helmet," Nezumi frowned harder, glaring at his jacket now as if the clothes were to blame for Nezumi's careless accident.

" . . . And this is just a scratch. It'll make for a killer scar, don't you think?" he flashed Lio a grin, letting him apply antiseptic to the wounds.

Nezumi could have done it by himself; he could have bandaged his arm and never beep a word about the little mishap . . . But they were a couple now, weren't they? And as much as it baffled him, he couldn't deny that it was nice when he could just sit there and let Lio play the nurse. His little hands dabbed away at the blood, the liquid soaked gauze burned and stung, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the affection Nezumi felt when he looked at Lio and saw the worry, the concern, the love in his pretty violet eyes.

" . . . I'll be more careful next time," Nezumi promised, voice soft. He reached with his healthy arm and caressed Lio's cheek. Just looking at him made the pain lessen, now imagine if he could get a kiss . . .