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Post by Keith Alabaster on Feb 20, 2014 22:13:13 GMT -5
Keith's smile picked up a little and he squeezed Satoru's hand in return. "Thank you." He said as he leaned over for a kiss, because god it had felt like forever since the last time they had. This was good, they were making progress, Keith could work with this.
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Post by Satoru Alabaster on Feb 20, 2014 22:34:58 GMT -5
Satoru met the taller man halfway for a kiss, wishing he could just throw himself over. But no. He couldn't. His legs were gone and unusable and he couldn't.
But that didn't mean he couldn't pull Keith closer, he thought to himself as he moved his arms around the ex-tora's shoulders, pulling himself half out of his chair in the process. There was an overwhelming desire for closeness right then, and like hell he'd be able to stop himself after so long without this.
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Post by Keith Alabaster on Feb 20, 2014 22:57:29 GMT -5
And with that Keith grabbed Satoru and pulled him on the couch, holding his husband close as he kept the kiss going. They had gone way too long without this, and he sure as hell wouldn't let it happen again. It felt like all the stress and worry that had been building up inside of the taller man lately was starting to melt away, or at the least it was being shoved to the back of his mind, because this? This was so much more important right now.
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Post by Satoru Alabaster on Feb 20, 2014 23:26:48 GMT -5
His legs were deadweight and probably at an awkward angle, but right now Satoru couldn't care less. He pulled back from the kiss only when his lungs started to burn for air. God he had missed that, he had missed that so much. He could have cursed the hell out of whatever deity had made him not sleep for the past few days because he GLADLY would have continued if he wasn't so damn tired. The warmth of the other man was only making it worse.
God dammit, and just as things were going so well, too.
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Post by Keith Alabaster on Feb 20, 2014 23:36:49 GMT -5
Keith took a moment to catch his breath after Satoru pulled back. Oh that had been great, and for the first time in a long time there was a barely noticeable blush across his face. He chuckled gently and brushed his fingers over the gunslinger's cheek. "Let's get you to bed, huh?" If Gabe was getting some sleep then he should too, and Keith honestly wouldn't mind heading to bed himself.
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Post by Satoru Alabaster on Feb 21, 2014 12:51:41 GMT -5
The gunslinger, dangerous and vicious as hell itself when riled and capable of merciless violence, gave a sleepy mumble as he buried his face against Keith's neck; half because he knew from experience that it was warm and half because a blush had crept up his face and he needed to hide it. Satoru held as tightly to Keith as sleepy limbs would allow... Getting the wheelchair upstairs with him in it was impossible, and getting carried up was likely the only option... He just... wouldn't look down.
Under normal circumstances being carried was an irritating exercise in lack of control, but going up a flight of stairs while being carried was petrifying. 'Not looking down' might not do him a lot of good, really, he'd still KNOW it was happening.
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Post by Keith Alabaster on Feb 21, 2014 13:24:43 GMT -5
Keith smiled to himself. Seeing Satoru like this was probably one of his favorite things, because it was so different from his usual self, it was just so damn cute. He moved around a bit to get a better grip on the older man before standing up and making their trip up the stairs into their bedroom. It wasn't too hard, if Keith had lost anything over the years it certainly wasn't his strength, and it wasn't like Satoru was heavy to begin with.
He made it to their room easily enough and sat his husband on the bed. "There, want me to bring the chair up?" He asked, not sure if the other man was awake enough to really answer.
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Post by Satoru Alabaster on Feb 21, 2014 13:31:00 GMT -5
Satoru clung on with a vice-like grip as they ascended the staircase to the bedroom. Satoru was never exactly a happy camper, but he was even LESS happy than usual with this. Nevertheless, they made it up in one piece apiece, and the gunslinger could heave a sigh of relief as he was set down on the gloriously comfortable bed. Good god had he missed it. He could have purred if he was capable, and kept a loose hold on Keith's hand. "Nah," he yawned out as he tugged at the arm, "just get down here already..."
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Post by Keith Alabaster on Feb 21, 2014 14:41:11 GMT -5
Didn't need to tell him twice, Keith thought as he climbed into bed with him. When he was comfortable he pulled Satoru closer to him, damn had he missed sleeping with him(the guy was a cuddler, so what?). "Get some sleep, asshole." He said rather affectionately before he kissed his forehead.
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Post by Satoru Alabaster on Feb 21, 2014 21:05:42 GMT -5
Satoru's face flushed as he cuddled as close as he could, "yeah yeah," he mumbled, already half asleep and feeling better than he had in the past... while. Thing's weren't exactly great, but... he couldn't shake the feeling they'd be okay. It might take some time, but they'd be okay.
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