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chryblossomjjk · 9 months
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I just got done reading practice and I absolutely loved it could we get more little Drabbles? ❤️
hi friend!! thank you for reading!!! i do have some drabbles planned for them, im not sure when ill get to them as im focusing on my next wip but somewhere down the line they’ll come for sure 💗
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paper-lilypie · 1 year
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Hi I absolutely adore your art style and I love your Ball Pit au so much! I love the way you do Gregory and Michael's relationship, especially when Michael acts like a young dad lol. You have definitely made me a huge fan I just wanna hug your Michael so much
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good news!! he’s down for hugs anytime! (especially if he likes you)
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milkcioccolato · 4 months
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Happy holidays!
OMG I MISSED THIS THANK YOU SO MUCH BABYYYYYY💖💖💖
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fullofcake · 6 months
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CAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO MUCH HAS HAPPENED WHILE YOU WERE GONE!!!!!!! I MISS YOU SO MUCH !!!!!!!!!
AHHHHH!! I MISSED YOU SO SO SO SO MUCH TOO!!! <33333333333
I was absolutely going through it but its getting better so yay I have motivation to be my creture self again!
Ah I love you and all my moots fr!!
*smooches you on the forehead*
(even though im pretty sure im the shortest out of all of us)
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xen2writes · 2 years
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i hope people who have reblogged my fic know they ain't no pussy 🥺
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rintoki · 2 years
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giving ur shoulder a littl smooch
heehee
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ovaryacted · 2 months
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Listen. Im headfirst on the “Leon is a sub” train. And you got me thinking about toys and Leon.
Leon with a lil vibrator inside of him. You’re controlling it. It started off with a dull easily ignored hum on his prostate. It feels good but not enough to get him going.
Then at random times you spike it. First time you did it, Leon was at home and he dropped his cup. Those spikes of intense vibrations get longer and longer. Leon’s clawing at his desk, trembling because you set the toy to max and where he’s sitting the vibrations are directly on his p-spot. He has to bite his knuckles to stop from moaning out loud.
He gets so close to the edge. So close to orgasm before you cut the toy and it’s back to the dull vibrations he felt before. You do this multiple times throughout the day and by the end of it, Leon is a frazzled mess.
He’s begging you with tears in his pretty eyes to just let him cum. He’ll do anything. He’s sobbing so beautifully.
Or. Hear me out. Leon bouncing on a dildo. It’s just alittle too big to make him have tears in his eyes. But he loves it. His mouth is open, moaning, sobbing and weeping as he rides the toy.
But the kicker, you’re not letting him touch his dick. So he just becomes delirious with pleasure, begging you to let him touch himself. He’s been such a good boy. He starts pleading with you that he’s so desperate to cum. He’s been good, why won’t you let him touch his dick.
He looks so beautiful so fucked out and messy. He’s just…. mwuah <3
-“angsty” anon (it’s me. The one who sends you a flipping thesis every time haha)
MDNI/18+. NSFW.
Angsty anon…now you know you’re not right for sending me this and thinking I’m gonna be normal about it like…you fucking cooked here, burned the whole kitchen down. Let me give you a smooch on the forehead for the good food MUAH!
But Leon using toys, that would be so fucking fun. In all honesty, I see it starting as a game, where you both try to see who lasts longer than the other. With you, he edges you unexpectedly, usually when you’re running errands versus at work because he wouldn’t take it that far. You’re in the grocery store? He uses the remote-controlled vibrator on you on a whim and makes you clench while you’re ordering cut meats from the butcher. His favorite time to use it is when you’re both going out to dinner, he enjoys watching you squirm as you drink your wine across from him.
It was fun for him when he had that control, but once the roles were reversed he instantly regretted it. When Leon is on the receiving end, it’s nonstop edging that’s borderline torturous.
This game first started when you suggested he try a toy out and let you tease him the way he does when he has the remote. At first, he thinks you’d take it easy on him, that you would give him breaks. Boy was he wrong, underestimating your craving to prove him wrong.
When he’s home, you tell him to use the toy, letting it buzz at the lowest setting so it’s not too much for him to handle. He thinks he’s in the clear and starts doing laundry or other household chores. Until the vibrations instantly go up three levels without a break, it takes him off guard, making him drop whatever he’s doing and lean against the wall for support. He feels lightheaded as his dick twitches in his pants, and he tries so hard not to squeeze himself as his thighs shake. He could feel the need to release growing in his gut, biting his lip to avoid making a sound that would be too loud to come from him.
All of a sudden, the vibrations stop altogether, and Leon huffs out a breath as his heartbeat evens out. This repetitive cycle happens throughout the day, where the vibrating toy would jump towards the more intense levels or you’ll use a pattern that makes him feel like he’s going crazy. Every time the vibrations just stop, he whines and patiently waits to feel it again, his body growing hotter and more sensitive when you click that button.
He pretends like he doesn’t enjoy the game, the constant edging, but you’re not so gentle when teasing your lover in the first place. You do all of this to teach him a lesson, to show him what rewards he will get once he learns how to be disciplined. The worst part about this situation is you ordered him not to touch himself as you did this, leaving his cock aching and sensitive to the touch.
When you finally give him some peace from the teasing, Leon is needy and searching for your touch. The moment your fingers so much as skim his cheek, he’s shivering under you, craving for more. After being edged for so long, practically all day, it doesn’t take long for him to cum the second your hands wrap around his cock, whispering in his ear and praising him for listening to your orders. You reward him by milking him dry for the entire night, pulling every orgasm you can get until he tells you he can’t take anymore and he’s shooting blanks.
But using a dildo? Leon can’t fake his feelings or edge himself with one. Instead of teasing him when he uses one, you let him fuck himself in front of you. You like watching him get dumber every time he lifts himself on his strong knees, just for him to slam his body back down with a loud moan. Words of praise and degradation slip out of your mouth, making Leon’s ears turn red from pleasure and his face flush down to his neck.
He’s pretty like this, probably the prettiest you’ve seen him. Tears ran down his cheek, drool spilling down his lip and his chin, whimpering at the way he felt stretched out around the dildo that rubbed along all of his good spots. His length was spilling the more he moved, bouncing on his pelvis and hard as a rock, tip red and hypersensitive to the damn air.
Leon begs under his breath, not knowing what he was begging for exactly, but just says he needs more. You bring his face in between your legs with a yank of his hair, letting him use his tongue to lap up at your arousal as his eyes roll to the back of his head.
“That’s a good boy”, you’d purr at him, moaning at the way he sucks on your clit, digging his nose into your pussy and sending his senses into overdrive. A single phrase like that will make him cum all over himself, making a mess of his lower stomach and gasping for air. All you can do is admire how fucked out he looks, a pathetic mess for you to love and care for. You wouldn’t have it any other way.
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xxsycamore · 2 months
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😘 with cyran? he needs more love.
[😘] 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙲𝚢𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗…
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CYRAN:
"Do you need something?"
You blink at Cyran's response to you suddenly smooching him on the forehead as soon as you find it in the range of your lips. Is it so strange that you felt like doing that...?
You try again.
"Do you need something?"
Huh. Cyran must be mistaking you for that "idiot prince" to think that this is you pestering him for attention. Does Clavis do something similar to this? Tap his shoulder repeatedly until he gets a reaction?
Nonetheless, you smooch Cyran again, this time on the cheek.
"Is something the matter?"
Cyran's face has become one massive call bell, it's official. You feel like a master calling for their servant, but the difference is, you don't want his services. You only want to get a reaction out of him. Another kind of reaction.
Kissing his other cheek, and the first one again, you find yourself suddenly hoping he'd repeat his phrase again, because this time-
"How can I-"
Muah!
Right on his soft, agape lips, you kiss Cyran one more time, closing your eyes for the brief second that stretches out eternally in your head. But you only get a taste of real timelessness when Cyran captures your chin to deepen the kiss. You're soaring in a feeling that is so soothing, your yearning for his love being fed, but with undertones of new excitement coming from the surprise. He truly turned the tables on you most unexpectedly.
When you both withdraw, he's awfully red in the face.
"Got it, you wanted a kiss. Next time I hope you can be more direct about it."
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phonkscribes · 1 year
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A kissaroo from me to you.
Or select Bullet Train smooch headcanons, not to be confused with kisses.
Ladybug
He’s the type to smile so hard when you grab his face for a good ol’ smooch.
The quick little press of your lips does well to bring him out of an anxious mood, especially when he’s rambling about the possibilities of what could go wrong.
“Thanks… I needed that”, he giggles sheepishly, rosey cheeks and all as he grins at you.
Definitely asks for another afterwards, like he can’t help himself… not that you’d deny him.
Lemon
He’d give you one back without even thinking about it.
Seriously, the second you plant your lips on his cheek or forehead, he’s already moving to get a good hold of you. It’s like a little game
“MUAH! There we are. Can’t have ya pass by without a lit’le somefin’ can I?”, he’d definitely address you by a train name afterwards
Despite being given the alias of Lemon, he’s always the sweetest when you happen to catch him out of work.
Tangerine
He is such a brat.
"Oi, stop that, I'm tryin' to do somethin' sweetheart", he's pushing you to the side(not really) as you plant your little smooches on his cheek or forehead
He acts like he doesn't like it, until you don't stop peppering them on him, and then he starts smiling and can't help himself
He grabs and holds you, so that you can't run away as he returns the little favors.
Once he's satisfied, he'll let you go and get off to wherever he was going originally.
Yuichi
The Father is comforted by these little smooches, because he feels assured that you love him on the days where he thinks you don't
He holds your hands there and brushes over the back of them with his thumbs.
Yuichi will say he loves you and wants to be embraced in a hug, sort of standing there with you and not wanting to let go.
He's a sap, but knows that he'll have to let go of you eventually to tend to Wataru. He will return the smooch on your forehead and scratch you with his stubble.
When he goes, he looks so sad, like a kicked puppy.
Shigeru
The Elder anticipated your smooch and retaliates with his own. He is quick, faster than you'd given him credit for as he delightfully catches you off guard.
After he's given you your little kiss, he watches you with adoration in his eyes, smiling as he chuckles at your reaction.
"Come", he beckons and lets you give him your smooch.
He pulls you to rest under his chin as he holds you, happy to have you safe in his arms as you two just rest there. He might tell you a story or say something wise here.
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marriedtobigfoot · 6 months
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I would give anything to give Richie Lipschitz a little kiss kiss. I'd sacrifice my left nut just to press a tiny smooch to his forehead. Trade my firstborn for the opportunity to go "MUAH!" and leave a lipstick print on his cheek.
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8um8le · 1 year
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*gives forehead smooch than speeds away*
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YOUUUU *catches u and gives forehead muah* <333 >:3 Can’t run from me holmes!🐝
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dirty-bosmer · 4 months
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WHEN IS THE LAST CHAPTER OF THE ILLUSIONIST PLS
Wahhh, Anon thank you for your interest and I love you for asking. I promise that I'm working on it! It's gonna be a big one. Currently have ~6500 words down and it feels only half written 😅
Also I just got engaged and am planning to defend my dissertation this summer so life is BUSY but very satisfying atm and I've just kind been floating along on a dream 🌙💭 Don't worry I will never, ever abandon this fic :) We are so close to the end, and I am so, so, so grateful that there are lovely people out there interested in seeing this story come to fruition. Bless you, I love you *forehead smooch muah*
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cherrsnut · 3 months
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Hello pookiee bearssss!!
I didn't realize the Prologue to Hostage would get as many likes and reblogs as it has. Some of you even started following me!! And for that, THANK YOU!!!! I wanna give you all forehead smooches.
Wanted to come here and just say I've already written chapters 1 and 2, and I'm currently halfway through chapter 3. I'll just take another look over them again and double-check, but they should be fine to post soon. So stay tuned bestiessss.
MUAH.
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starrystevie · 5 months
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last sentence game!
tagged most recently by @thefreakandthehair and @judasofsuburbia
thanks for tagging me even though i haven't been on tumblr dot com in a hot minute. giving you both so many lil consensual forehead smooches muah muah <3 enjoy this sentence from my bigbang with very little context!
“Low blow,” Eddie said as he cut him off, smoke spilling out between his lips like blood from a punctured lung.
tagging with no pressure cause i'm sure you all have already done this but i want to always read what you have going on: @yournowheregirl @legitcookie @sidekick-hero @t-boyeddie @starryeyedjanai @steddieas-shegoes @theheadlessphilosopher @scarcrossdlvrs @steves-strapcollection @vecnuthy @flowercrowngods @stobinesque @patchworkgargoyle @matchingbatbites @riality-check @steddielations @toburnup @cheatghost @infinite-orangepeel @3minsover @infinite-orangepeel
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eggielix · 2 years
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how they kiss | headcanons. 
a/n: I really like these types to read. So once I found some inspiration I started imagining this...
warning: mentions of sex, but nothing extreme, more suggestive then anything really.
also, this is my inspiration. There are 52 different types of kisses.
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bang chan.
forehead kisses are his personal favourite. It's just something about a forehead kiss that feels so intimate for him. He will cradle your face and put so much love in just a forehead kiss.
keep-away kiss. Listen- I was thinking about giving this to Changbin, but Chan is a little shit as well. He just loves teasing you! He leans in to kiss you, but when you try and kiss him, he just leans back, avoiding your kiss. When you glance at him, you see that little shit-eating grin of his. And when you think he is actually going to kiss you, he will kiss just above your upper lip, just below your lower lip, on the corner of your lips. And then he will FINALLY kiss you.
A sip kiss! You take a sip of your drink and leave a little on your lips, and then kiss your partner. Imagine him drinking something sweet and the sweet taste of the drink is still lingering on his lips when he kisses you. Makes him extra sweet!
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lee minho.
Minho is a sucker for ear kisses. Ears are apparently an erogenous zone. Ears are highly sensitive to the touch of the lips. And Minho knows this. He will kiss the skin behind your ear first before he carefully kisses the shell of your ear. He nibbles on the earlobes and plays with earings all the while.
I really, really feel like Minho is super clingy to you when you two are alone. So the muah kiss, is something he would do. He will grab your face, gently, and press a smooch to your cheek and go like "MUAH".
Imagine him leaning in to kiss you, but instead of kissing you, he ghosts his lips over your skin, his lips curling up into a smile as you whine for him, to just kiss you for godssakes... yes. Ghost kisses. Minho loves teasing...
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seo changbin.
I feel like Changbin is a sucker for collarbone kisses. It could go two different ways. Just an innocent and playful kiss on your collarbones, with a whisper of "I love you", or "you're beautiful", tickling you as he kisses you. OR it could be when he wants to take things further, giving you kisses on your collarbone, that trail up your neck and toward your lips. You immediately know it when he wants to take things further...
Kisses on the back of your neck. Whenever you're cuddling, and he's spooning you, he will nuzzle his face into your neck and give you kisses on the back of your neck. He just adores you and gives you kisses to make sure you know this.
tongue-sucking kisses. I shall leave this up to your imagination.
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hwang hyunjin.
I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE! TURN IT UP. Listen, I think that Hyunjin loves finger kisses. Just pressing kisses on the pads of your fingers. Loves riling you up, by gently sucking on each finger while keeping eye contact with you. This will lead to a lot ;)
Hickey kisses. He loves kissing your neck and leaving hickeys all over your neck and shoulders. It's like you've been attacked. Loves it when you run your hands through his hair whenever he does, tugging his hair carefully will make get him riled up.
Nose kisses. Listen, besides all the suggestive shit, Hyunjin is really sweet as well. He holds you close and kisses the tip of your nose real quickly, before giggling and running away,
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han jisung.
shoulder kisses. If you count, you needed 16 pairs of hands to count how many shoulders kisses he gives you. When he hugs you, he kisses your shoulder. No matter what type of hug it is, you will get a shoulder kiss.
stop light kiss. Jisung is most of the time in the passenger seat, so he makes a game of it. Green light? Kiss on your cheek. Red light? kiss on your lips. He only does it when it's safe though. He doesn't want to distract you too much from driving.
lipstick kiss. Put a bright red lipstick on your lip, grab his face and press a kiss against his cheek. He will squeal and look in the mirror, the lipstick giving him a spot of your lips on his cheek. He then demands more kisses, giving him spots of your lips everywhere.
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lee felix
eskimo kisses! He adores Eskimo kisses so much! Just rubbing your noses against each other and holding each other close.
sprinkle kiss. Put syrup on your lips and put some sprinkles on it, making it stick to your lips. Now. kISS. Felix adores this whenever you're baking together. He just loves you and your odd ideas.
SPIDER-MAN KISS. The first few times he tried hanging up and down, he fell, so you two laughed your ass off. When it finally worked, number 15 on his bucket list got stripped off.
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kim seungmin.
wrist kisses. He likes it when you two entwined hands and he presses a kiss to your wrist. He likes to smell your perfume and sometimes when he kisses your wrist, he pretends to be a vampire, so bites your wrist gently.
Neck kisses. Back to the vampire thingy. When he kisses your neck, he gently bites and sucks your neck. He doesn't really leave marks though, and if he does they're very light. Loves when you do the same for him.
eye kiss. He likes it when you two are cuddling and when you have fallen asleep, he likes to kiss your eyelids that have fallen close. But, don't tell the boys that he does that. HE doesn't even tell YOU! but you noticed it once he THOUGHT you were asleep but secretly you weren't.
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yang jeongin.
just simple pecks mean the world for jeongin. Whenever you're running off to work, give him a quick peck and run off, he'll feel the best in the world, and even though you're In such a hurry, you still think of him.
jaw kisses. Just imagine him trailing his lips all over your jaw, a smile spreading on his lips as he kisses you. Whenever you tell him to kiss you on your damn lips, he'll smirk at you. "Not yet."
licking kiss. Him leaning in, and just before he's about to kiss you, he'll run his tongue over your lips. He'll smile and then kiss you for real. Now as much as he loves doing this, if YOU do this to him, he'll basically be putty in your hands.
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leighsartworks216 · 2 years
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Blanket Thief
Wilford Warfstache x gn!reader
Requested by @captain-wordy-and-nerdy:
"Me again. Lemme get.....uuuhhhhh.........#11 from the fluff list with....uuuuhhhhhhh.........Wilford Warfstashe. Thank you for blessing us with glorious writing."
11. "If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you."
I changed the quote a little bit, but only by a couple words. You'll see
Warnings: This is pure, uncut, raw fluff of the highest quality
Word Count: 923
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It was late. You weren’t exactly sure how late, but the crickets outside were chirping loudly and the only lights seen through the window were from street lamps. You didn’t even feel like you could lift your arm to check your phone for the exact time.
Despite it being so late, and your losing battle to keep your eyes open, you refused to go to bed. No. You were quite determined to stay on this couch whether you liked it or not because your loving boyfriend promised to be back tonight and he never broke promises, especially when they were made to you.
“Sugar plum, you would not believe the- Oh.”
Ah, right on time - if time were a concept Wilford believed in. You blearily turned your head to face him, now standing in the middle of your living room where he popped in. He wore his yellow shirt, light pants kept up by pink suspenders. He always liked bright color combinations.
“Oh, honey bun, did you stay up just for me?” His voice was like a sweet melody whenever he spoke to you. And his eyes, gosh. They looked at you with so much love and adoration. “You didn’t have to do that.”
You hummed. “I wanted to see you before I went to bed,” you murmured.
He chuckled, light and soft. “Well, here I am!”
Without question, Wilford swooped in to lift you up off the couch. Normally, you’d chastise him for it. You worried you’d be too heavy or a burden on the ego. Yet, he never complained. Usually, when you did complain about him carrying you, he spun frivolous tales about how you were a royal he was rescuing from a tower. He loved bathing you with compliments like that.
Tonight, however, you simply allowed yourself to lean into his broad chest, tucking your nose into the warm skin of his neck. He carried you through your little apartment to the bedroom, always making sure he never jostled you. You could hear the hum of an unfamiliar tune quietly coming from the back of his throat.
When you got to your room, the covers were already pulled back. The pillows were already fluffed and positioned exactly how you liked them. And, of course, an extra pillow was settled next to yours for Wilford.
He laid you down on your side, tucking your feet under the warm blankets first. He lifted the covers to your shoulders and made sure you were fully covered and comfortable. With a smooch pressed to your forehead (and a soft Muah), he meandered over to his side of the bed. A snap of his fingers was all he needed to change into pajamas - pink, vertical stripes with a pink mustache embroidered on the pocket.
You could do little more than listen as he slipped under the covers. The bed was so warm, and the added security of your lover being there was like an extra blanket of comfort. You barely felt his arms slip around you, barely felt his lips kiss your forehead once more as he whispered, “Sleep tight, darling.” You didn’t even notice when your mind fully let itself slip into unconsciousness.
However, you did notice the blankets shifting.
The cold air that hit your feet was more than enough to have you pulled out of your dream and into your dark room. Wilford’s arms were no longer around you, and he had turned over at some point in the night. With all of the blankets.
This wasn’t an uncommon occurrence. He often moved around and even spoke in his sleep. But those were your blankets.
As carefully as you could without waking up the ego, you grabbed the edge of the covers and began tugging them back to your side. In his sleep, Wilford grumbled and tried tugging them back, as though he needed every last inch of blanket for him to be comfortable.
“Wilf,” you called gently. He just huffed, muttering something about interviewing a very rude giraffe. “Wilford.” With a careful shake of his shoulder (you’d been around for his nightmares too many times and you didn’t wish to cause him any alarm), he finally woke up just enough to turn over and wrap himself around you again.
“Sugar plum, what’re you doin’ up?” His voice slurred with sleep. “Y’should be sleepin’.”
You chuckled softly. “I would be if you weren’t hogging all the blankets.”
He hummed, almost surprised at his unconscious actions. He removed an arm from your waist to drag the blankets from his side to cover you once again. “Didn’t realize, hun, sorry.”
You tugged the blanket until it was evenly distributed across the bed. Your feet were now safely tucked under the covers, and no cold air seeped in to touch the rest of your body. Instead, Wilford acted like your own little personal space heater as he tangled his legs with yours.
“Better?” He pushed his face into your neck, mustache tickling you as he spoke.
“Better,” you confirmed. You kissed his forehead and pressed your cold nose into his fluffed up hair. “But if you steal the blankets again, I’m going to put my cold feet on you.”
He huffed a laugh, warm breath puffing against your skin. “Scout’s honor…” And then he was out.
You quickly found your eyelids drooping again, and in no time at all, you joined him in a world of dreams.
Of course, come morning, you made good on your promise when he had burrito’d himself in the blankets.
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