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[hisbikeahorse]

*Tonight in camp, all is quiet, the world blanketed in soft white snow under the stars. You turn over in your bed, shifting to a more comfortable position under the blankets and

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[godwinner]

[ you're in a hammock.

yes, it's a good 10 feet off the ground. yes, this is the middle of winter. thankfully, it's also warm, despite being made of metal, though that doesn't change the temperature of the surrounding air, of course. good thing for that warm body you're pressed up against? ]

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[godwinner]

[ staring isn't going to make it less of a thing, you know. or wake him up, though he's still not sleeping particularly soundly, his brow furrowed. ]

[mind_over_metal]

*softly*

Erik...

[godwinner]

[ at that he inhales once, and opens his eyes on the exhale. seeing Charles is expected this time, but he still looks at him for a moment before speaking. ]

Hello.

[mind_over_metal]

*the wryly amused smile is barely there, but his face is still somehow lit up like a Christmas tree*

Good morning.

[godwinner]

...

[mind_over_metal]

*just glances over at the curled-up sides of the hammock*

Do you keep it like that all the time?

[godwinner]

Just for guests.

[mind_over_metal]

Get a lot of them, do you?

[godwinner]

Not really, all things considered.

[mind_over_metal]

I feel quite special now.

[godwinner]

[ looks pretty unimpressed; you say that like he's not also wrapped around you hardcore right now. ]

[mind_over_metal]

Yes, well, I won't let it go to my head, I'm sure you tell that to all of the girls.

*still glancing around at the hammock, running his fingers over the heated surface*

How much of your conscious attention does this take?

[godwinner]

[ watching his fingers, conscious of the shape of ribs under his own ]

How should I quantify it? Take a look, if you're curious.

[mind_over_metal]

*raises an eyebrow before wiggling his arms free so that he can raise both hands to Erik's temples and look*

[godwinner]

[ it's not quite as unconscious as breathing, but it's not raising a submarine, either. perhaps it's more akin to holding one's breath repeatedly -- easy enough to do, but requiring constant awareness, though it is (only just) possible for him to maintain it in sleep in a way he wouldn't be able to hold his breath. ]