[Deacon] Family Visitation?

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor chuckled. "Mm, long time ago h-huh?" Things had changed in the past seventeen years Connor had been alive. He couldn't imagine being immortal.

[deacon reid rudman]

"No kidding. We were lucky to have sticks from the yard to play with. None of this noisemaker stuff. And we certainly couldn't afford printed books." He laughed, squeezing Connor's knee. "But I have you now. That's all the toys I need." He teased, smirking faintly.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor smiled sheepishly, leaning over to give him a kiss. "You're a-amazing," He whispered.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon kissed him softly, slowly running his hand up his leg. "Am I?" He asked with a smile, squeezing his thigh gently.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor shifted his weight at the touch. "Yeah." He smiled broadly, ruffling Deacon's hair playfully before hugging him tight.

[deacon reid rudman]

"Why you gotta mess up my sexy hair?!" He groaned, gently wrestling Connor to the ground. He brought his hands over his head, slipping his fingers between his husband's. "Mess up my hair, I rustle your feathers."

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor laughed, wings stretched beneath him. He leaned up for a kiss, grinning crookedly and reaching to ruffle his hair again.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon kissed him slowly, letting go of his hands to run his hands slowly down Connor's sides. "You're not happy unless I have sex hair?" He teased, kissing slowly over his jaw.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor squirmed. "That tickles," He groaned. "A-and maybe." He stuck his tongue out at him, batting his wings against the ground to create a flurry of feathers.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon laughed, letting his hands rest on Connor's hips. "I see how it is." He smirked, sucking slowly on his neck. He groaned as Bandit jumped on his back, declaring he was now a pony. He wiggled his butt, sending her into a fit of giggles.