[CLOSED] -and nothing more.

[sebastian marque manneville]

"Only because you ate." He teased, reaching up to stroke his hair. He ran his hand up and down his back, his other hand holding Cole's loosely. He closed his eyes, convinced if he laid here like this long enough, he could fall asleep. He kissed the top of his hand before he let it go, locking his hands together around Cole so he could pull him close.

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole shook his head stubbornly, smiled. "No, it's cos it's you," He murmured sheepishly, kissing his neck, then curling up more, pulling the blanket around them further. "We can go lay in bed.." He murmured softly.

[sebastian marque manneville]

"Of course." He smiled, tipping Cole's chin back. He looked into his eyes a moment, running his thumb slowly across his cheek before he leaned down, kissing him slowly. He held him close, pulling away a moment later. He pushed the blanket off, taking Cole's hand in his own. He got up off the couch with a groan, pulling Cole up with him.

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole stood, following him, thentook the lead after waving at Shawn and his mother. He led him up the second flight of stairs to the last bedroom on the right, stooping to pick his things up and bring them along.

"You can sleep on Shawn's bed, or up top with me," He murmured softly. The room wasn't the most personalized, a few pictures of the two of them playing soccer when they were younger, a poster or two.

[sebastian marque manneville]

Baz followed him down the hall, and into his room. He looked around a bit, thinking it was a lot more decorated than his own room. But then again, his mother said he was an 'adult now' and that decorating his room is something a child would do.

"If I wanted to sleep in your brother's bed, I would have come and visited your brother, huh?" He teased, wrapping his arms around him to kiss the back of his neck. He climbed up the bunk bed, laying off to one side. "No touching, I promise. We can make a pillow barrier." He smiled over at him, not wanting him to feel uncomfortable.

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole smiled, tilting his head a bit. He stripped shyly down do boxers and climbed in with him, shook his head. "No..." He insisted softly, scooting up close. He pulled the blankets up around the both of them, reaching over to play with Baz's shirt gently. He smiled at him, wrapped an arm over his side.

[sebastian marque manneville]

He rubbed his back gently, then grabbed his shirt by the collar. He pulled it up over his head, then tossed it over the edge of the bed to the floor. He kissed him gently, running a hand through his hair. He hugged him close, breaking the kiss to look at him. He smiled, tracing his fingers over his cheek.

"I don't think I could have gotten luckier if I were Irish instead of French." He smiled, kissing his forehead. "You make everything better, you know that? Everything about you is so perfect."

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole smiled, kissed him softly back. "I'm not perfect," He complained. "You are though..." He kissed him again, hand tracing the scruff over his chin for a moment. He smiled again, curling up closer still.

He hummed faintly, content as he ran his hand over Baz's chest beneath the blankets.

[sebastian marque manneville]

Baz smiled, kissing him slowly. He wrapped his arms around him, hugging him close. He blushed a bit at the feeling of Cole's hand on his chest. He traced his hand across the small of Cole's back, slowly kissing his neck. He tipped Cole's chin back, kissing him slowly. He ran his tongue hesitantly across his bottom lip, hugging him close.

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole smiled, pressing closer. He hesitated at the touch of Baz's tongue, lips parting obediently for him as he kissed him soft and slow. He reached up, playing with Sebastian's hair. "Love everything about you," He murmured absently, a blush playing on his cheeks as he buried his face in the blankets.