☼Inbox

[swatsflies]

@ZD
Yo! I'm not in right now. Leave me a message.

((OOC: Zell may show messages to Jim Hawkins. If you do not want Jim to see/know, then please let me know.))

Comments

let me know if this is okay :3

[swatsflies]

[ After bath time, drying off as best as he can, and pulling some shorts on, he's plopping down roughly on the edge of the bed. There is a smile plastered to his face that might not go away for the rest of the night. He gestures for Jim to come over. ]

Need any help with that? [ That refers to the toga. Jim is finally joining the ranks of toga-ing, while their clothes are going to the wash. Though Zell doesn't have plans on actually helping him until they actually have to leave the room. He has other ideas in mine that consist of dragging Jim into bed and just curling up against each other. ]

<3

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim still can't believe that just happened, but ... it's not a bad thing. It's a really good thing, in fact, which is why there's almost certainly a really dumb look on his face as he fiddles with the sheet, trying to wrap it to stay up. He hadn't exactly got a good look at them the last time they'd done this.

The look doesn't go away when he looks up at Zell; if anything it gets even dopier. ]

Yeah, I could use a hand.

[ Which puts him in front of Zell, one hand holding up the sheet and the other hesitantly reaching out to smooth Zell's hair out of the way. ]

[swatsflies]

[ He really enjoys the feel of Jim's hand through his hair. Leaning into the touch as he scoots the very edge of the bed. Instead of touching the sheet, he's placing his hands on any bit of exposed skin he can find. Tracing along the edges of the sheet. Still thinking about the sounds and expressions his boyfriend made earlier as he settles his hands on his waist. Totally helping. ]

We used paperclips last time we did this. [ Paperclips were in his bag, but he's not making a move to go get them. Placing his knees on either side of Jim as he settles his hands on the small of Jim's back. ] I'll grab some later.

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim really enjoys Zell's hair, period, which is why he's letting go of his grip on the sheet to put both hands in it. Parts of it are almost long enough to pull back; he brushes the long piece in the center all the way back and considers the effect. ]

Later - [ He repeats, faintly, like he's not entirely listening. ]

What now?

[swatsflies]

[ He closes his eyes and just absorbs all the affection he can get. He has a lot more to explore with the sheet being dropped. Tracing shapes down Jim's chest to his stomach without looking. He's wearing a lopsided grin as he tries to remember it all. ]

Lay down with me? [ Zell is reluctant to move just yet, but he will slide back as soon as Jim decides to join him in bed. ]

[rattlingthestars]

Mmhmm. Here.

[ Jim picks the sheet back up again and all but climbs over Zell to get on the bed, tugging at his boyfriend's arm to get him to come with him. Once he gets to the headboard, though, he pauses in consideration and then shrugs before attaching the sheet to the headboard to form a little tent like the one they'd had in the toy store. He pulls his jacket over himself instead and settles back, waitng for Zell. ]

This good?

[swatsflies]

[ He rolls over and crawls further up on the bed. Watching with pique interest over what he does with the sheet hoping he's stripping again. Pawing around for his tablet to help with the lighting.

Once it's completed, he's ducking under it and throwing a leg over one of Jim's. Resting himself partially on him as he presses a kiss against his chest. Reaching for the hand further away from him to lace their fingers together. ]

It's perfect.

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim takes Zell's hand and uses his other to wrap his arms around his shoulders, holding his boyfriend close to his chest. The smile on his face still hasn't died; it may be the longest Zell's seen him smiling since they started dating. ]

Love you, Sunshine.

[swatsflies]

[ If only he could summon the will to grab his tablet. Jim is way too comfortable to move from. Pressing his lips against his chest as he beams a smile in turn. ]

Love you, Stars.