[ Or watching Zell eat a banana] I still have that cake mix. If we have oil and fruit, then we can make a pan cake. [ making it together could be dun. Giving a kiss against the nape of his neck. ] I can help with that. [ not sharing his plan on how, but jim will soon feel it. Shiting a bit as he carefully separates strands of his hair. Then he'll start braiding the strands. ]<>
[ Jim's still a little sleepy and Zell's hand in his hair is tempting him toward drowsing again, though he knows they need to get a move on sooner rather than later.
He's slow to realize what Zell's doing: it's been so long since he was able to do it, and never with a full head of hair. ]
[he hums thoughtfully as he adds more strands in. Does jim want an interesting French braid? The more gair he captures, the more neck he can see. Pausing to bite a spot he uncovers. ] Its getting there. [ It might compete with some of Zell's hair now. ] Hey, Stars?
[ Jim's good with a braid, as long as he doesn't look silly. Mostly he just likes Zell playing with his hair and kissing his neck. He thinks this holiday's a pretty good one. ]
[ He'll just have to do it again once they have hair ties.
Zell makes a soft noise at the possibility of something happening later tonight. He might be getting ahead of himself about what that something could be, but he does have an untoward thought or two. Nuzzling just under Jim's ear. ]
You'll let me thank you? [ Walking his fingers down his back over to his hip. Giving it squeeze. ]
I'll make sure of it. [ He'll have to come up with a plan between here and the next place they stay at, but he'll definitely make sure Jim knows how much he appreciates him. ]
Alright. [ Moving up and out of bed finally to finish getting ready for the day ]
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Or watching Zell eat a banana] I still have that cake mix. If we have oil and fruit, then we can make a pan cake. [ making it together could be dun. Giving a kiss against the nape of his neck. ] I can help with that. [ not sharing his plan on how, but jim will soon feel it. Shiting a bit as he carefully separates strands of his hair. Then he'll start braiding the strands. ]<>mm pan cakes
[ Jim's still a little sleepy and Zell's hand in his hair is tempting him toward drowsing again, though he knows they need to get a move on sooner rather than later.
He's slow to realize what Zell's doing: it's been so long since he was able to do it, and never with a full head of hair. ]
-is it really that long?
Re: mm pan cakes
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-Yeah?
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Happy Valentines, love.
[ Sadly, he's fresh out of hair ties at the moment and he really doesn't want to move from his position. ]
Too bad we can't stay here all day. [ Staying on Jim or relocating to being under the covers and in his arms all day sounds nice. ]
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Maybe wherever we stay tonight...
[ He doesn't finish the thought, but he's sure Zell gets the idea. ]
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Zell makes a soft noise at the possibility of something happening later tonight. He might be getting ahead of himself about what that something could be, but he does have an untoward thought or two. Nuzzling just under Jim's ear. ]
You'll let me thank you? [ Walking his fingers down his back over to his hip. Giving it squeeze. ]
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[ Jim puts his hand over Zell's on his hip and leans into it for a moment longer before breaking away. ]
C'mon. Let's go.
waves hands ~*~
Alright. [ Moving up and out of bed finally to finish getting ready for the day ]