[ If this game goes like this every time, then they might have to play it once a week or more. Stalling as he meets Jim's look and leans close to give a peck against him. ]
Hey there.
[ Feeling Jim shift beneath him is distracting. Have to concentrate on the game! Placing his on the second from the top green and looking back at cat and dial. He makes a bit of a sound as he sees what the dial is on. ]
Right hand blue.
[ He winds pressing himself against Jim's rear as he leans against him to uncross his arm. Planting his hand on the far blue instead, at the very bottom of the board. Left arm pressed against Jim's hip from their earlier movement. He waits until Jim moves before nipping against the back of his neck. ]
[ Something about Zell's movement - or the way he's sliding - unbalances Jim. He wobbles, trying to maintain balance, but it's no use: he's going down.
The thing about Jim, though? ]
- I hate to lose.
[ Which is why he's rolling over and grabbing Zell on his way down. ]
[ Jim's laughter is one of his favorite sounds. With the attempt at escaping, Zell decides to just lay his weight squarely on his boyfriend as he goes in to his cheek. ]
Me? What about you? [ Grinning, while folding his arms on Jim's chest. Resting his chin on top. ] Pretty sure you already know what I want.
Wrong again. [ There is a pause as he thinks about it though. ] I would be impressed if you could do that. [ Grinning, and then he moves a hand to slide it under Jim and rest on his rear. ] Want a hint?
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Hey there.
[ Feeling Jim shift beneath him is distracting. Have to concentrate on the game! Placing his on the second from the top green and looking back at cat and dial. He makes a bit of a sound as he sees what the dial is on. ]
Right hand blue.
[ He winds pressing himself against Jim's rear as he leans against him to uncross his arm. Planting his hand on the far blue instead, at the very bottom of the board. Left arm pressed against Jim's hip from their earlier movement. He waits until Jim moves before nipping against the back of his neck. ]
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The thing about Jim, though? ]
- I hate to lose.
[ Which is why he's rolling over and grabbing Zell on his way down. ]
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Whoa! [ He does try to angle them so his weight doesn't land completely on Jim. Laughing as soon as they are on the ground. ]
You fell first. [ It counts as a loss, right? ]
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[ Jim's laughing too. ]
That makes it a tie.
[ Zell is dating a dirty cheater. ]
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[ He can live with that.
Look at him enabling this.Moving his hand to Jim's side as he tries to locate his ticklish spots. ]
Does that mean we both get what we want?
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Depends - Zell! - depends on what you want.
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Me? What about you? [ Grinning, while folding his arms on Jim's chest. Resting his chin on top. ] Pretty sure you already know what I want.
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[ Zell's heavy, alright, but it's a good heavy. Like a thick quilt on a cold night. ]
To get off guard duty for a week?
[ Jim pretends to guess. ]
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No. [ He's going to take Jim seriously. ] I like guard duty.
[ He can watch Jim and sometimes get Jim's company or snoring. Giving a quick kiss against his chin. ]
Is that what you want? To get off guard duty? [
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[ Zell will just have to find out later. ]
Hmm. Want me to carry you around all day tomorrow?
[ Time for more ridiculous guesses! ]
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Wrong again. [ There is a pause as he thinks about it though. ] I would be impressed if you could do that. [ Grinning, and then he moves a hand to slide it under Jim and rest on his rear. ] Want a hint?
this may be a wrap?
[ Jim absolutely knows there's no way he could carry Zell more than a couple of feet.
He grins as Zell's hand moves and laughs under his breath at the question. ]
You may need to spell it out for me.