forum The Bound (One on One) (Closed).

Started August 13, 2018 by @Desvelarse pets

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Halo smiles softly. He loved any kind of affection from Thatcher. It helped rid his mind of the pain he was in.

Thatcher tilted his head to rest it in the crook of Halo’s neck. As he did so, he pressed gentle kisses to the skin there.

Halo let's out a small sound very similar to that of a purr, tilting his head a little as his hand takes Thatcher's. He smiles a little bit as he feels the others lips against his skin, adoring how gentle Thatcher was with him.

Thatcher laced their fingers together, and rested his other hand on Halo’s hip. He continued to gently kiss the other’s neck, wanting to spoil the other for a bit.

Halo tilts his head to the side and relaxes, sighing happily. He loved being spoiled, especially by and only by Thatcher. He rests a hand on Thatcher's as he hums in content.

The corner’s of Thatcher’s lips quirked up into a faint smile. After a few more long moments, he stopped, tilting his head to rest down on the couch now instead.

Halo smiled softly, savoring each moment. When Thatcher pulled away to settle down, Halo leaned his head back and shut his eyes.

“Tired still?” Thatcher asked. He still felt a bit guilty for waking Halo up, and he wanted to make sure the other was alright.

"Mmm? No. Just relaxing." He replies, peeping an eye open and smiling softly. He takes Thatcher's hand and places a soft kiss on his knuckles.

Thatcher hummed and nodded a bit. The kisses soothed the bruises on his knuckles and the old scars that were there.

Halo smiles softly, his hands gently playing with Thatcher's fingers. He was extremely tired, but he was relaxed. He liked this. Not the pain, but the peace and quiet he shared with Thatcher.

Thatcher watched Halo’s fragile looking fingers mess with his larger, more rough looking hand. He smiled a bit and pressed his lips to Halo’s forehead.

Halo smiles as Thatcher kisses his forehead. He loved how soft Thatcher was with him. He sighs happily, a purring like sound exiting his lips as he relaxes.

Thatcher heard the purring noise, and his brows raised in surprise. “Did you just purr?” He asked.

Halo peeps an eye open. "Maybe…" He mumbles as he glances at the other, laughing softly.

Thatcher chuckled quietly. “I don’t mind it. It sounds precious to me,” he hummed.

Halo chuckles softly before relaxing again and sighing happily. He kisses Thatcher's forehead.

Thatcher peppered a few kisses to Halo’s jaw. He tilted his head to rest it back against the couch, now.

Halo smiles at the other before settling down and shutting his eyes. He was tired, but he wasn't exactly tired enough to fall asleep. He nuzzles into the warmth of the other and pulls a blanket over them. The nights were getting chillier.

Thatcher shifted the blanket over Halo. “Cold, baby?” He soothed, and licked his lips.

"A little." Halo replied softly, smiling as the blanket was pulled over him. It made him feel safe.

Thatcher tugged Halo a bit closer, minding his angel’s stomach wounds. He tilted his head to kiss Halo’s forehead sweetly.

Halo smiles at this, loving this attention. This love. It made him feel happy and safe. He kisses Thatcher's cheek gently.

Thatcher laced his arms back around Halo’s waist firmly. He licked his lips before smiling faintly.

Halo smiles up at Thatcher, kissing his cheek sweetly. "I love you." He says happily.