#gooselings

wait don’t do this to me. because.

ryland in a crop top and short shorts is probably the shyest out of the three—considering he’s usually the one wearing the most layers. just so flustered trying to tug to shorts down, and then the shirt, and neither is getting any longer (you have to remind him). then, his glasses are falling off, and he’s just a complete mess. and he’s soo (not) mad when he sees how much you’re drinking this up. he’s all like “are you sure you’re into the crop? i guess it’s pretty ‘90s.” and you’re just frothing at the mouth because you’ve never seen his muscles so beautifully wrapped. ryland’s stomach is doing flips every time you run your palms up and down his arms. his soul probably raises out of his body when he realizes that your hands are going to be glued onto him until he changes out of this outfit. you beg him not to, because he just looks so delicious.

colt is really comfortable. too comfortable. again, being stuntman for ryder means he’s getting dressed up in the most absurd cowboy/pirate/cop/etc costumes, and he’s probably done the more revealing ones with little resistance. probably puts sunglasses on and does a little spin for you (the ego on this one), and you have to act like you’re totally not into it. he knows you are and you know you are—so there’s really no point. this best thing you can do is catch colt by surprise and squeeze on him the second he gets close to you (arms, thighs, ass, really everywhere). the sensation of your hands over the tight fabric of his crop top and shorts is making him choke back a groan—and you’ve got the widest grin that colt’s ever seen on you. colt is begging you to play nice with him so he doesn’t throw out his back, but in the end, he’s throwing those sunglasses off and letting you do whatever you want to him.

holland is probably the most resistant out of all three of them. literally only does it to please you and holly (who thinks that her dad’s embarrassment is premium entertainment). while she’s pointing and laughing at him, you just have this small, devilish smile on your face that’s making holland squirm. you have to assure him it’s just like that dan aykroyd skit with the hard hats! everybody loves that skit. but it’s even better than dan aykroyd because it’s your very handsome, no-longer-single-father boyfriend who’s fully on display for you to check out. you’re keeping it pg-13, laughing along, until holly has to leave to hang at jessica’s. the second she’s out of the house, you’re making a jump on holland, he’s falling onto the couch with you on him, and you’re groping him through the crop top—telling him all about how this is the sexiest you’ve ever seen him (really, porno-level). holland only gets cocky after you tell him you’re turned on by him all skimpy, and by then, he’s lowering his voice and asking if you want him in this get-up more often.

Oh my sweet baby Lars. This is disgustingly fluffy you’ve been warned.

Lars is 100% a cuddler, he’s always cuddling with his blanket, when he sleeps he’s hugging a pillow, the layers of clothes he wears are warm and soft and safe. So cuddling is something you know he’ll love, he just hasn’t been ready yet.

You’ve been dating for about a month or so, things have been very slow, almost painstakingly on your part but Lars always makes up for it by being the sweetest guy you’ve ever met. Slowly you’ve built up the trust between you two, and he’s holding your hand, his arm is around your shoulder, giving brief but warm hugs. And even chaste little kisses on your head or cheek. He’s such a sweetheart it’s insane, and refreshing, after so many failed first dates with guys saying “so you wanna go back to my place?” After not asking a single question about you. Whenever you bring up the frustration of ex boyfriends Lars gets very angry and upset, it’s not just jealousy, it’s the fact that someone had the audacity to treat you like that.

Anyways. Here you are, at his place, on his couch, watching “I Love Lucy”, which he loves. Your head is by his shoulder but not quite on it, his hand is brushed against your leg. Usually you let him initiate touch, he says it burns less when he’s touching someone rather than being touched. So you let him take his time, that is, you usually do.

Selfishly, you feel, caught up in the stupid tv show, you lean your head onto his shoulder, cuddling into it softly.

Immediately you feel his body tense.

Fuck.

You lean your head back up, scootching away from him, he looks over for a second then looks down.

“Sorry. I should’ve asked”

“No no it’s okay” he does his nervous blinking tic, which you think is cute but also know it’s a sign of discomfort.

A beat passes, a beat where you berate yourself for doing that, for not thinking.

“I want you to lay on me”

Oh. That’s new.

“You sure?” You look at him hesitantly, you don’t want to push him. He nods, a soft smile on his face.

Slowly you lay your head back on his shoulder, you hear him exhale shakily, looking up at him to make sure he’s okay. For a moment he’s tense, but he breathes deeply, using the exercises his therapist taught him.

And then, satisfyingly, he relaxes, his hand awkwardly goes over your shoulder, on your mid-back as you cuddle a little more into him. He finds the pressure and warmth on his side feels good, safe. He likes feeling that he’s keeping you safe too.

Hesitantly you rest your hand on his chest, he’s wearing a soft sweater, and your hand traces it softly.

“That’s nice.” He says. “This’s nice”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” His hand tightens on you ever so softly. “We should do this more”

You smiled at this wonderful small victory, cuddling your face into his neck a little, earning the cutest little squeak from him. Your soft hair against his cheek felt nice, your soft everything felt nice.

Since then he love to cuddle during movie nights, each night you spend together, each date, he gets a little more comfortable. I think he would love spooning cause he would get to feel big and strong keeping you safe, and he would feel still in control, like if it got to much he could let go easily.

I also think that Lars would love you laying on top of him, I think it would be such a nice sensory experience for him, the pressure and the warmth.

I'm coughing my lungs out and have ginger, honey and lemon so often I feel like I smell like a drugstore.

Ik that’s not my usual content but it was my bday tomorrow and I went to my favourite birding spot :D so Imma share some pictures!!

This is birthday post #1! :D