[RL--Blackout, Eros--What happens in Vegas stays in...wait, I think they did something wrong.]

[death_chopper]

((Takes place the morning after this~.))[They'd fallen asleep in each other's arms, exhausted by fervent words and tumultuous emotions, without even bothering to undress or slip under the covers. Blackout realized as he woke--coming awake all at once, as he often did--that he was going to regret it. His legs were stiff and sore, thighs strained

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[revered_love]

[Eros, perhaps subconsciously used to this, felt the movement and shifted himself, moving to his back with a breathy sigh, lids fluttering before giving a sleepy groan and rolling onto his other side. A lazy nuzzle into his pillow and stretch against the was back out-- Well, just for a moment before the lack of Blackout's warmth began to get to him and he groped for the blankets, not realizing he was on them.] Hnnn.

[death_chopper]

[Blackout sat up, clasping his hands over his head and stretching his back before dropping his hands and probing at his thighs. He looked over at Eros, eyes flicking down the line of his back, and smiled. It was tempting to reach over and poke at his shoulder blades, but he resisted the urge. Instead he turned on his side again, fitting himself against Eros' back and cuddling him close again. He stretched to nibble his ear.]

[revered_love]

[Ahhh, there it was. His own personal blanket. He pressed back, curling to him and sighed, happy. He'd intended to sleep more but there was something tickling at his ear and he chuckled sleepily, shoulders lifting, turning his head to escape it.] Mnnn, tickles.

[death_chopper]

[He chuckled as well, breathily, and lifted himself slightly on one elbow so he could swipe the tip of his tongue around the rim of it.] Would you rather I call Balasi in and have him sit on you?