[littl3chocobo]

they were in the middle of delegating whether it was better to shop first and send him home to pick them up later or shop last and have him stay when felix called to him and excusing himself he wandered back upstairs. at the top he headed for the bathroom before knocking on the door, "the same thing you always wear though you should bring a sweater, it might get a little chilly"

[Poggio]

He mused about this, and when he came down stairs, he wore nothing but a pair of Zosa's sweat pants, his flip flops and a large white floppy sweater. He pulled his hair up into a loose braid and greeted the young man that was to be their escourt. Idly he tried to guess how much the book looked like his parents and how much his parents appeared to look like the mysterious figure that the professor was not allowed to see.

[littl3chocobo]

when felix came down he looked ready for a day of loafing about not playing out on the town. he laughed, "i mean the same thing you wear when in public, as comfortable as that look i am not sure it screams 'professor felix of the mars mission; tourist' so much as 'wants to go back to bed''

[Poggio]

"I will take tourist who wants to go back to bed." He said walking around the counter and spying the pastries. "I am the professor on vacation, so I guess that makes me Professor, who is a tourist ready to go back to bed." He plucked one of the gooey breads from the plate and bit into it, sucking down some of the warm apple filling inside.

[littl3chocobo]

the man hardly made sense and laughing again he stood to go steal the pastry and get a kiss for putting up with such a man all of the time

[Poggio]

The thief did not deter him from a hearty sugary breakfast. As the professor waited he silently studied the antsy young man talking in Russian on his cell phone.

[littl3chocobo]

as soon as he stole the half-eaten pastry and other magically appeared in felix's mouth and saving himself the hassle he took his kiss from the man's cheek instead of the sticky lips while felix stared blankly at their chauffeur, "keep staring and i might get jealous"

[Poggio]

Glancing over at the preoccupied drive, the professor grinned. He reached out and took Zosa's hand, quickly licking along the boys index finger, lapping up the remains of the pastries insides before re-stealing his breakfast back with a small little suck.

[littl3chocobo]

he felt fortunate that olesya's grandson was too preoccupied with his call to see what felix was doing and as the man gave a stirring suck he found the will to pull his hand free though at the cost of his own desire. frowning, he headed to the sink to wash his hands while felix went back to staring

[Poggio]

He looked down at the last pastry and then to Zosa. Since the boy was preoccupied with washing his hands, the professor crept up to him with the square in tow and gave him a single command. "Open." He said pushing the fluffy flakes near his mouth. Once the boy obeyed he let a small corner inside the ruby lips watching the pearly white teeth bite down, before sharing a kiss on the apple tasting lips.

[littl3chocobo]

he turned at the command and a pastry was pressed against his lips. taking a bite he was rewarded with a kiss and forgetting for a moment he was trying not to make a scene kissed back

[Poggio]

He was delighted, until the fast talking Russian in hushed tones earned him small pinch in the arm. He watched Zosa flush and pull away, taking the pastry with him.

[littl3chocobo]

neither of them paid mind to felix as they went back to negotiation, the man for lack of english to do so and he out of embarrassment from before and so were able to negotiate the plans without too much stress, when it was decided he pulled felix upstairs to try and convince the other to change or at least wear closed-toe shoes so he could bathe

[Poggio]

He did not like the idea of changing his shoes, but just as he had to get out of the river, he stuffed his wiggling toes into some boots as the other requested, and went down stairs to wait with the driver,who seemed to always be on a never ending phone call when he was around.

[littl3chocobo]

when he was washed and dressed he came downstairs and found one on the phone and the other sulking in a chair. shaking his head he went to help felix up so they could go

(you can steal a kiss, voice a complaint or talk if you write it, otherwise just skip to town, zosa won't say much)

[Poggio]

The professor had waited long enough, jumping out of his chair excitedly he stole a kiss as he pulled the other to the car. Anxiously he waited for the young man to neander, and find his keys and once again take yet another call to the mysterous person. He did not know how long the car ride would be and occupied himself tracing primitive drawings of rocks into the back of Zosa's hand.