James studies Liam carefully for a couple of seconds, trying to parse through the logic as much as try to wake himself up. In the end he only manages to shuffle over a bit so he can rest his chin atop the dullahan’s chest. A simple nod given as Liam gestures about while he settles down in this new close position.
“You know,” he says, “you could simply say you want to keep me in bed. Think that’d be a lot quicker to say. Easier too. But that’s just me.”
There's something so incredibly soft at the way James fits against him, and Liam feels his breath catch for a moment at the swell of emotion in his chest. Slowly, carefully, he reaches out with one hand to smooth a stray bit of bed-muddled hair near his reaper's temple, his grin soft and lovestruck.
"I mean, I think I usually want to keep you in bed, but sometimes a guy's gotta try to be subtle, y'know? Not that I mean it for anything, uh, uncouth? That's the right word? Whatever- mostly I just don't want it to seem like I'm just some big horndog all the time."
Liam ducks his head for a moment, a bit embarrassed, "I just- I promise it's not like that! I just want you to be able to rest. You deserve a break."
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“You know,” he says, “you could simply say you want to keep me in bed. Think that’d be a lot quicker to say. Easier too. But that’s just me.”
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"I mean, I think I usually want to keep you in bed, but sometimes a guy's gotta try to be subtle, y'know? Not that I mean it for anything, uh, uncouth? That's the right word? Whatever- mostly I just don't want it to seem like I'm just some big horndog all the time."
Liam ducks his head for a moment, a bit embarrassed, "I just- I promise it's not like that! I just want you to be able to rest. You deserve a break."