[CLOSED] don't wake me up...

[monroe owen hughes]

"You should.." He breathed, running his fingers across his chest gently. He kissed him softly, leaning close to him. His body finally relaxed, Monroe letting down the guard he had put up earlier when Zain had hit him. He reached up slowly, running his fingers across his cheek as he stayed close, wanting Zain's warmth for the fever he was obviously running.

[zain marshal rhoston]

Zain nestled up close to him, kissed his forehead gently. "You have a fever, baby," He murmured, eyebrows furrowing. He brushed a hand through Monroe's hand gently, felt terrible for ever touching him like he had.

[monroe owen hughes]

"It comes and goes.." He said quietly, his hands clinging to Zain's shirt. He kissed his cheek, then buried his face in Zain's neck. He kept close, holding onto him for all he's worth. "Tell me something." He mumbled, slowly running a hand across his shirt. But he didn't dare trail it any lower, afraid he would be hit.

[zain marshal rhoston]

Zain kissed his temple gently. "Tell you something?" He murmured. "Like..?" He hugged him close. "I'm right here baby, I'm not going nowhere, okay?" He kissed over his jaw gently, trailing his hands over Monroe's back. His own was aching, brace discarded carelessly on the floor right now.

[monroe owen hughes]

"I dunno.. A story or something.. Tell me what you did yesterday.." He said quietly. He pressed close at the kisses, wrapping his arms slowly around him. "Mm.." He breathed, reaching a hand up to play with his hair.

[zain marshal rhoston]

Zain smirked faintly, a usual smile for him. "What did I do yesterday..? Uh, oh, yeah.." He kissed his forehead tenderly. "Hung out at the park with Adaleah and Skylar. She met some guy." He shrugged a bit, playing with Monroe's hair.

[monroe owen hughes]

Monroe closed his eyes, just listening to Zain speak. If he wasn't in love with him, he was certainly in love with his voice. He slowly ran his hands over his back before he pulled them around to his chest, slowly tracing his fingers over his stomach. "Yeah? I don't think I ever liked going to the park much.. I always had to go alone. Mom and dad never wanted to go with me." He said, reaching up to stroke his cheek.

[zain marshal rhoston]

Zain kissed him softly. "Their loss, then," He insisted softly, carefully hugging him a little closer. He didn't want to hurt him any more than he was, pushed his hair back. "You know, you're beyond attractive."

[monroe owen hughes]

Monroe met the kiss with a whimper, running his hand over Zain's chest. He moved closer, not caring it he was hurting anymore or not. "You have a lot of room to talk.." He breathed, looking up at him. He bit his lip, his eyes searching Zain's face. But he was still uneasy. 'A relationship doesn't have to always be about sex.' He thought again, reaching up to touch his cheek. "I don't think there's anyone here who's even come close to being as attractive as you.."

[zain marshal rhoston]

Zain smirked. "I do have that extra charm," He teased, eyes growing a little brighter. 'Then use it and kill the fucker.' He knew whose voice he was hearing now, it just worried him that he was hearing it. He kissed him again, soft and slow, grip tightening on Monroe's wrist.