that ‘something’ was just a small stuffed lion, soft and plush, clutching a a small bag of individually wrapped chocolates of different flavors. it wasn’t much at all, even with a brightly colored rose to tie it all together, but he assumed that he should gift his young friend with something for the holiday.
At first , all Anna seems to do is stare at the small little gifts bestowed upon her , her red eyes locked on the little lion and such in his hands. There’s no taking them yet —- not yet , not until after a few seconds had surely gone past with her wide eyed stare.
” … This is … “
a strange child– he couldn’t tell if she was pleased with the gift. she seemed shocked, which was not something he expected. cas’ brows knitted lightly, keeping aquamarine eyes locked on the tiny white-haired young woman.
I want the K ~ ( nothing can stop me. ill kick everyones ass
Send me ‘I want the K’ and I’ll generate a number
neck kiss
sometimes, caspian couldn’t help himself. the gay in him just leaked out sometimes, and he didn’t even bother to try to plug it back up. no— caspian was a flaming homo for certain men, rather it be literally or figuratively. poor yata just seemed to be one of those people that brought out the gay in cas. it started off as light flirting tied in with a casual conversation, but it quickly escalated when body heat increased and caspian’s face was nestled in the curve of yata’s neck with hands gripping the brat’s waist. light kisses trailed the boy’s neck without any hesitation, mixed with soft nips to the soft flesh that coaxed a reaction— any reaction. rather it be anger and rejection, or pleasure and temptation, he didn’t care— either way, it wouldn’t be a secret that there was attraction.
it wasn’t very often cas exerted a large amount of energy, but on rainy days, joints tended to stiffen and there was no way to really get out his built up energy at least a little bit. no strolls in the park, or taking a flight to another city to pick up his favorite baked goods. pictures were taken off walls and breakables were tucked away, protected from the flapping of large wings mid-battle. cas stretched and rolled to keep the small bag of sugary sweets away from jiyuna. though cas was strong, jiyuna could be equally forceful if desired, and keeping the candy from his mate proved to be a challenge for sure. however, the wrestling match was very far from over.
|| 茜 || :: The phoenix was actually in a mood to cuddle, or at least yearning for warmth of another and just wordlessly nuzzled her head into the male’s hold, silent way of asking for attention. Cuddles are good, after all. And he’s super warm. Double plus.
his warm, tawny stare flicked towards the female phoenix who so boldly invaded his personal space— not that cas really cared anyways. the phoenix grabbed hold of her arm, gently pulling her up to rest against his sprawled out form that draped on the sofa like a throw blanket. an arm wrapped around her waist, followed by a soft, feathery wing.
