[littl3chocobo]

he had grown used to the dismissive gestures and with his arm outstretched he twisted the camera to hover back on them, "nope. you threw them down you can't have them back, though if you say pretty-please i might consider sharing mine"

(in a low almost lyrical voice)

[Poggio]

He pressed his body closed to Zosa's pinning him against one of the branches of the tree. "And how many proverbial cups of sugar do you need?" He asked nearly mimicking Zosa's tone. He captured the lips "Or is it cherries?" He asked drawing one of his hands playfully to the side of Zosa's face smoothing back the ebony locks.

[littl3chocobo]

he was not sure what felix was talking about but it did not matter and simply pressed his face to the hand, "this tree is much sturdier than any on the playe or the maialynne"

[Poggio]

"It seems all things russian made are much sturdier" He said unable to come up with something flirtatious for the moment. He leaned forward pressing his forehead against Zosa's.

[littl3chocobo]

"oh?" he all but hummed as the other pressed close, "i guess that may be so but to be quite honest i never thought about it, though it is true that moon-imports are prettier and gaudier than anywhere else if only because of their rarity"

[Poggio]

Nuzzling the others cheek he let out a soft chuckle. "is it bad that people on the moon dream of earth as earthlings once dreamed of the moon?" His lips found the way into the curve of Zosa's neck where he pressed against it.

[littl3chocobo]

softly he sighed at the touch, "no....some people on earth still dream of the moon the way lunarians dream of earth.."


(go for the kill)

[Poggio]

The warm bodies heated up the Russian cold. There was nothing but the sound of nature until the lovers where nearing the end of their rapture. Delightfully The professor continued to lavish Zosa in his favorite fetish as the shaking body rested against his skin. Taking Zosa's jacked to shroud himself he nested the boy in his arms and climbed out of the tree as best he could toting him, their memories and clothes back to the house humming as he walked.

[littl3chocobo]

the rest of the day went by wonderfully though if it was because of luck or disposition he did not know and by the time dinner had rolled around and they were back in the kitchen he was persuaded to make felix's favorite meal

[Poggio]

He waited until they had gone through their nightly ritual and he was mock sleeping on top of Zosa's chest. After an hour of laying in silence and his lovers breathing rhythms told him that the boy was sleeping, he snuck off to the laptop. For nights under a watchful eye he had snuck off to surf the net wanting to surprise the other with an idea he had sparked in his head. Since he could not have a boat he would have a house, far away from prying family. He was nearly ready to reveal his plan and no matter how lovely the others were he found himself continuously clicking a small abode with highly overgrown vegetation.

[littl3chocobo]

when he awoke there was an unusual coldness to the air and turning his face to the other he buried his cold nose into felix's warm side. it was more comfortable to just lay there but even with his fash squashed against his lover's he could tell they had slept late and giving a soft yawn shook the other awake

[Poggio]

The professor did not want to wake, not just yet. With heavily sanded eyes he looked up at Zosa raising a curious brow. Noting the slight worried look in the green eyes he pushed himself out of his stupor searching Zosa's face for an answer. "Zosa?"

[littl3chocobo]

the hand was warm and he nuzzled it sweetly before answering the other, "good morning, it is unusually cold today. i don't think we should play outside"

[Poggio]

His head fell back among the soft blanket that barely covered Zosa's chest. "That is good." He pursed his lips together thinking about the words he had spent the better part of the night rehearsing to say. "... shall we get breakfast?"

[littl3chocobo]

he began to nod but halfway through changed his mind and began to shake it, "no, i guess we can sleep a little longer, you look tired and i don't mind cuddling for a little while longer"

[Poggio]

He drew in a deep breath and licked his lips. And all his prep work was lost. "Zosa I want to buy a house on your uncles island."