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[caipirinha]

my character gets into bed with yours, or vice versa;
what happens?
have you crawled under the covers for some friendly
cuddles, or are your intentions not so innocent?
are you planning some form of practical joke, or are
you just plain drunk?
maybe you just have no idea what's going on.

( adapted from the plurk meme! )

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[hugsandkisses]

Mmm, no. I just wanted to hold you.

[If there's one thing Eros can never be accused of it's mincing his words when it comes to his feelings and desires. Unlike so many of his fellow deities and mortals he very rarely finds himself wanting to be anything less than honest when it comes to matters of the heart. The question earns the minder a warm, loving kiss against the side of his neck, Eros' lips determined to sooth his lover back to sleep again if he's still tired.]

Sleep, Fabien. Rest. I'm here now.

[sweltry]

[It's not difficult to get Fabien to fall back asleep. He was naturally inclined to be lazy, but pushed himself to fill his days with work at the bar, responsibilities, lovers, Eros. He keeps up with everything, but when he needed to sleep, he really did need to. He does try, though, to hold onto awareness a little longer, but he hadn't woken all the way and Eros' presence and touch are soothing, warm and familiar. He manages to lace his fingers with the god's, murmuring,]

Always welcome.

[And then sleep takes him again.

He has no idea how long it is until he stirs awake again, but the room is much lighter and opening his eyes isn't quite so difficult. He shifts, turning over carefully, smiling sleepily when he sees Eros is still there.]