Mmh, yeah, they really do get themselves into some shit, don’t they?
>You smile as he kisses you, purring like a big stupid cat.
That’s certainly good. Wouldn’t want to be sleeping on the floor or in the bathtub for the rest of the month, huh?
>You pull him even closer to you, glad that he’d even want to be close to you, considering all the shit that’s happened.
YEAH.
>You laugh, chrrrring
>Since you’re that close to him, you kiss at his chest, his collarbone, his scars, his everything, everything you can reach.



