[And yet, Kurt looks completely enthralled with the clarification of how telepathy and dreams work.] Mmn, ja, I can imagine that individuals who suffer with sleep problems have restless minds.
[That's where he leaves it in favor of slackening his arms, smoothing his hands across the slope of Quentin's shoulders then down the spanse of his back. Sure, kissing was great and all, but simple gestures like the one he'd just done would get no complaints on his end.
Meaning yes, their next meetup would be plotted very soon. Until then, he's content to relish the quiet moment they have together, absentmindedly planting another kiss near the corner of Quentin's mouth.] It's a possibility. Let's focus on the here and now though, shall we? [Which he'll add emphasis to by encircling Quentin's waist and tugging him forward, closing the remaining gap between them with an almost possessive sort of embrace.]
[Paranoid as ever, Quentin also tossed up a weak shield. If anyone happened to pass by the one or two windows that overlooked the roof they were hanging out on, they'd simply have no desire to glance outside. It wasn't Kurt that he was embarrassed of; it was just himself. And public displays of affection. Personally, he hated stumbling across other people doing it, so he thought it was only right if he extended the same courtesy.
He took a stumbling half step closer when Kurt tugged him in, happily ending up with his hips pressed flush against Kurt's, biting his lip in an attempt to suppress his excited smirk.]
I can settle for here and now. [He grinned around the words in spite of himself and closed the gap Kurt had left between them. It's a teasing kind of kiss like Quentin is trying to encourage Kurt to be even more possessive and assertive. Definitely a game. Chase his lips or find a better way to pin him down.]
[Not that he knows about the added ward to protect them from prying eyes. Kurt can sense something change about the air around them, though he doesn't think to ask about it. He'd much rather focus on the fact that they're pretty much torso to torso and Quentin is nipping at his lip, enticing him in a way that makes the blue boy purr with content.]
Would you object to me leaving a few more ... marks on you? I— [a pause, like he has to think about what he wants to say before actually putting it into words.] I like how they look on you. [Which makes his face flush as soon as he mentions it.
In an attempt to hide said blush, Nightcrawler dipped forward to deepen the kiss between them, slithering his tail around to encircle both of their waists and further secure their position. He smirked against Quentin's lips then shifted with all the subtleness of a predatory feline, slinking to the side just enough so he could pin the telepath between one of the tall stone towers and his own body. If 'possessive' was what Quentin wanted, then it's exactly what he was going to get.]
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[That's where he leaves it in favor of slackening his arms, smoothing his hands across the slope of Quentin's shoulders then down the spanse of his back. Sure, kissing was great and all, but simple gestures like the one he'd just done would get no complaints on his end.
Meaning yes, their next meetup would be plotted very soon. Until then, he's content to relish the quiet moment they have together, absentmindedly planting another kiss near the corner of Quentin's mouth.] It's a possibility. Let's focus on the here and now though, shall we? [Which he'll add emphasis to by encircling Quentin's waist and tugging him forward, closing the remaining gap between them with an almost possessive sort of embrace.]
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He took a stumbling half step closer when Kurt tugged him in, happily ending up with his hips pressed flush against Kurt's, biting his lip in an attempt to suppress his excited smirk.]
I can settle for here and now. [He grinned around the words in spite of himself and closed the gap Kurt had left between them. It's a teasing kind of kiss like Quentin is trying to encourage Kurt to be even more possessive and assertive. Definitely a game. Chase his lips or find a better way to pin him down.]
jeebus i'm sorry this took so long ;w;
Would you object to me leaving a few more ... marks on you? I— [a pause, like he has to think about what he wants to say before actually putting it into words.] I like how they look on you. [Which makes his face flush as soon as he mentions it.
In an attempt to hide said blush, Nightcrawler dipped forward to deepen the kiss between them, slithering his tail around to encircle both of their waists and further secure their position. He smirked against Quentin's lips then shifted with all the subtleness of a predatory feline, slinking to the side just enough so he could pin the telepath between one of the tall stone towers and his own body. If 'possessive' was what Quentin wanted, then it's exactly what he was going to get.]