[ He growls at Waver, but it's only pointless posturing. This is just how they get along with each other: bicker like idiots and eventually give in to what they actually want from one another. With a huff, he settles down again. It's not like he's actually going to turn him away when it's this cold. He will, however, take an opportunity to be petty. One of his hands drifts up to Waver's chest and he brushes his thumb over one of his nipples in a deliberate (but gentle) motion.
As much as Berserker wants to say "you", he doesn't. Instead, he settles for shaking his head with a moderately needy glance (as much as that can be interpreted from him, anyway). ]
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[ He growls at Waver, but it's only pointless posturing. This is just how they get along with each other: bicker like idiots and eventually give in to what they actually want from one another. With a huff, he settles down again. It's not like he's actually going to turn him away when it's this cold. He will, however, take an opportunity to be petty. One of his hands drifts up to Waver's chest and he brushes his thumb over one of his nipples in a deliberate (but gentle) motion.
As much as Berserker wants to say "you", he doesn't. Instead, he settles for shaking his head with a moderately needy glance (as much as that can be interpreted from him, anyway). ]
No, but...hurry back. Please.
[ He's trying to be less of an asshole, really. ]