forum TiredOtter? One on One?

Started January 31, 2019 by Deleted user

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Trent grabbed onto Blair’s shoulder and tried to stand, but a sudden jolt of pain forced him to sit back down on Blair’s lap again, gritting his teeth. “I’m wounded. I need the blanket.”

"Nope! It's my blankey, I made it so it's mine!" Blair exclaimed, wrapping it around his hand tighter.

“Should’ve thought about that before you kidnapped me!” Trent made himself comfortable, pressing his back against Blair’s chest. He fully intended on sitting here until Blair gave him what he wanted.

"Meh, I'm going to sleep." Blair said, putting the blanket around his shoulders and still keeping a stone grip on it..

Trent reached his arms around Blair’s neck, grabbing onto the blanket as well. “Not so fast.” He hissed, his sharp brown eyes glaring unflinchingly into the demon’s eyes. It took all his resolve to avoid getting distracted by the flecks of green and gold.

Blair looked shocked for a second before a wide, wicked grin spread across his face. He latched his arms around Trentons middle, pulling him into a hug.

Trent made a startled yelping noise as he was pulled into a hug. “Are… Are you hugging me?” He didn’t exactly sound angry. Confused, definitely. A bit grateful for the warmth, but would never dare to admit that. He didn’t make any attempt to pull back either.

"Yes, you are now unable to move, which means I win!" Blair crooned happily, he loved winning.

“What? Yes I—“ Trent started to squirm backwards, releasing the blanket. He was hit with the realization he was stuck when he couldn’t move any further back than Blair’s hands allowed. “You’re a foul beast.”

"That is what a demon is, non?" Blair said with a triumphant smile, setting his head down on top of Trenton's, kinda like a puppy.

Trenton rolled his eyes, but after the eventful day he was exhausted. If he couldn’t have Blair’s blanket, then stealing the demon’s body heat was the next best thing. He wrapped his arms around Blair’s neck again, pretty much ready to pass out.

Blair was already dozing off, his wings wrapping around the both of them when he drifted off to sleep.

Trent was completely passed out, cuddling up against Blair’s chest. He snored quietly, pulling Blair’s wing up to cover himself more and hoard for heat.

Blair opened an eye slightly when he felt his wing move, his face flushing when he saw the sight. A d o r a b l e

Trent rolled over, almost falling off Blair’s lap from the precarious position he was in. He mumbled something incoherently, his grip on Blair loosening a little.

Blair tightened his grip on Trenton when he loosened his grip on Blair. Wouldn't want the hot prince to fall, wait, did I just think that?

Trenton suddenly whimpered in his sleep, in the midst of a nightmare. His teeth gritted, almost like he was baring them.

Dang, how does one help nightmares…//

(Okay, sorry if my responses aree slow… I'm just sad.//

Trenton suddenly whimpered in his sleep, in the midst of a nightmare. His teeth gritted, almost like he was baring them.

Blair hugged Trenton, bending his neck and nuzzling into Trenton's hair. "Shhh… It's okay." He whispered quietly.

Trent relaxed and leaned into Blair’s touch, promptly snoring again.

(Do you want to skip to morning?)

Probably…//

(Okay, I’ll start)

Trenton woke up in a daze, a warm buzz working it’s way through him. The prince, still 3/4 of the way asleep, hadn’t felt this relaxed since the light out of the sky had been stolen. He nuzzled his face against whatever, or whomever, was keeping him warm, smiling gently.