forum Assassin one-on-one ((closed, please stalk))

Started September 02, 2018 by @ElderGod-Carrots

tune

"I'm sure if my hands were on you, you'd be feeling the same, Blaine." Andion replied, his voice muffled through the pillow.

“Possibly. But we’ll never know, now will we? Seeing as you won and all,” Blaine teased with a small laugh.

"Hm… maybe later I could fix that." He teased back, lifting his head and looking back just enough so he could wink at her.

Blaine snorted a little and moved her hands slightly lower. “You could, yes. That is entirely up to you, though, babe.”

"Is it? I won't do anything unless you want me to." He replied, shrugging a shoulder.

Blaine smiled and brushed her fingers across his lower back, her touch light and teasing again. “I wouldn’t mind it, but you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“I never said I didn’t.” He said, quickly flipping them over so Blaine was under him.

Blaine gasped slightly, her eyes widened in surprise, when Andion flipped them over. When it caught up to her, she smirked up at him. “Well, hello there,” she murmured.

Andion smirked right back, kissing the corner of her mouth, then the other, “Hello there to you too.”

Blaine hummed and turned her head to press their lips together briefly. “So, love, does this mean you were going to give me a massage, or something else?”

Andion feigned thought before pressing a few light kisses to her neck, "I'll do whatever you want me to do."

Blaine let her eyes fall shut as he kissed her, and she reached up to trail her finger over his neck. “Then keep doing that, babe…” she murmured quietly.

Andion hummed his reply, biting down gently and laying more kisses to her neck. He smirked a little to himself, then continued to go lower.

Blaine made a soft sound at the bite, tilting her head away to give him more room. Her neck was her weak spot, and he knew it…

His smirked grew, his lips continuing their magic.

(skip?)

Blaine stirred in her sleep, burying her face in Andion’s chest. Her back and feet were cold… Where was the blanket?

She groaned softly, reaching over to grab it and pull it back over herself. When she’d gotten comfortable again, she curled up against her lover’s side.

Andion shifted in his sleep, his eyes opening slowly. He sighed, wanting to go back to sleep and forget about everything that was going on when he realised they had to get up. They had a boat to catch after all.

Nudging Blaine a little, he kissed her cheek afterwards, "Blaine, we need to get up. We have a boat to get on."

Blaine hummed and tightened her arms around his waist. "It's too early to be awake…" she grumbled sleepily. "Oh… Ugh, I wish we could just stay here forever, though."

Andion chuckled, pressing a kiss to her head before prying himself from her grip, “Me too but we have to get up.”

Blaine hummed and rolled onto her back once Andion pulled away. She sighed and rubbed at her face before sitting up, not bothering to pull the blankets up over her chest. “Fine, fine… Should we pack first and then go eat, or should we eat first?”

"Pack first. We don't have a lot of time considering we over slept just a little." He replied, already throwing on a loose shirt and pants. He started to stuff other clothes that were were strewn across the floor into his bag, too.

"All right," Blaine reluctantly agreed. She climbed out of bed and pulled some clothes on before packing away the rest of her things.

Once the bags were packed and Andion had checked that all the papers were secure, he slung his bag over his shoulder, “Ready to go?”