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[prodigyofsorts]

[ooc; I know I've still got things to tag, and I'm about to head to work and you are probably doing a million things today, but if you have time, tag! Love you!]The day had started off like any other lazy Sunday, waking up early with kisses and sweet touches before falling back asleep for another few hours, a late breakfast served in bed and a

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[holdon_together]

And Leif, in his typical eloquent early-morning-Danish fashion, cocooned up in his usual Sunday shroud of every blanket in the house, rolls over and blinks sleepily up at his husband, then remarks, matter-of-factly, "Mmmmfgah. Nnnkk?"

[prodigyofsorts]

Adler laughs but keeps his distance, leaning against the doorframe, he has a persuasive, adorable, warm husband and he's not about to chance being late. "I'm not going any closer to you. I know what will happen if I do....we are leaving in forty--make that thirty eight minutes. I'll throw you over my shoulder if I have to!"

[holdon_together]

Have a heavy, heavy sigh from your adorable, warm, comfortable husband, who is reluctantly emerging from his blanket cocoon. "You realize this is a very very tempting prospect, min skat," he mumbles, stretching luxuriously. He's in his usual Sunday-morning ensemble: absolutely nothing. But he'll stand up and drape a blanket around his shoulders, holding his arms out and saying blissfully, "I am now a flutterby. Excuse me, I need pants."

[prodigyofsorts]

"If you are a...flutterby, I think that makes me a caterpillar, or at least it makes my eyebrows caterpillars, the rest of me I'm not sure about." Adler moves out of the way, only giving himself a brief amount of time to ogle, there will be more of that later, he can't quite help himself though when he slaps Leif's ass hard before rushing from the room. "Pick something warm!"