[closed] august catch-all!

[ua_duibhne]

Who: Diarmuid & Zelda, Diarmuid & Berserker
When: Throughout August.
Where: Around the city
What: Reluctant modelling during Lúnasa, failing to drink unexpected emotions away, and other good shit.
Warnings: N/A!

Comments

[tryhard]

[ The thought crosses Waver's mind unbidden that this would feel even better with fewer of these pesky clothes in the way as Diarmuid curves himself around his back, pressing them flush. Too late for that now, but Waver leans back to meet him, lashes low. The tension eases from his body so that he's soft and pliant when Diarmuid snuggles close, offering no resistance to his hand being brought up to Diarmuid's lips.

The gesture is surprising less in its intimacy, but in its... sweetness. It's charming, romantic in a way Waver has very little experience in. Not that he has much experience with other intimacy, really, but still-- it sticks in his mind, draws his attention. He's blushing. ]

It's fine... [ Waver mumbles back, embarrassed but not upset. It's a kind of pleasant embarrassment, somehow, the kind that feels hot in the pit of his belly and makes his face feel like it's glowing. ]

...don't stop.