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[livlaughlove]

[Again, Dolph doesn't shy away from praise, and Livio's chest swells with pride, as silly as that may be. He hums pleasantly into the kiss, one short, sharp note at the nip. His fingers drag slowly down through Dolph's hair.]

[laserhawk]

[ dolph hums, a soft keen sound at the back of his throat to signal his pleasure at the touch as he deepens the kiss, licking into the warm heat of livio's mouth, wanting to make this as pleasurable for him as he can. ]

[livlaughlove]

[Though he's too nervous yet to pull Dolph by the hair, Livio slips that hand to the back of his head to hold him closer, press their lips closer. He finds himself craving the earthy -- and bitter, if it isn't his imagination -- taste of the tea lingering on Dolph's tongue, so much so that a muffled sound like a groan rumbles from his mouth to Dolph's.]

[laserhawk]

[ dolph feels the reverberation through him and he finds that they're not close enough. he wants to be closer. he wants and the feeling tangles itself around his heart and head like a heady fog. he climbs onto livio's lap, pressing against him with his fingers cradling his jaw like he's holding the most precious thing in the world.

the chair creaks but dolph pays no attention to it. ]

[livlaughlove]

[Maybe if things weren't exactly as they are, Livio would notice the sound and have a war flashback to his own kitchen. But as it stands... he has never been touched like this before in his life. His head is swimming, his chest tightening, his belly swiftly warming, and he can't focus on anything but Dolph.

He shifts his weight back to make more room for Dolph, just to pull him closer, and... any further cracking of wood comes too late to correct. Oops!]

[laserhawk]

[ the chair collapses and they tumble onto the floor, with dolph falling on top of livio with a light oof. he tries to prop himself up so that livio isn't squashed, hair falling over his face as he quickly asks. ]

Are you all right?

[livlaughlove]

[The déjà vu.

Dazed for a moment, Livio just kind of... groans.

... After he blinks a few times and looks Dolph over to make sure he's in better shape than the splintered wood, he thunks his head back onto the ground and laughs. Progressively louder.

He's fine.]

[laserhawk]

[ dolph huffs lightly before laying his head against livio's chest. ]

I'll reinforce my furniture next time.

[livlaughlove]

[Soon enough his booming laugh will trail off into giddy chuckles.]

Sorry... I oughta buy ya a new one.

[laserhawk]

[ dolph lifts his head to meet his gaze, his fingers running over his cheeks. ]

No. Let me make this a place comfortable for you.

[livlaughlove]

Wh... But I broke it...

[His bottom lip wibbles a bit. How is Dolph so hard on himself when he's this thoughtful?]

[laserhawk]

I don't care. As long as I can fix it for you.

[livlaughlove]

Alright, alright...

[Formulating a plan to make it up to him, somehow, anyway. Because he physically can't not.

For now, though, as he shifts around just to double check that nothing is broken except the chair and his nonexistent pride...]

... You got a bed? [And he immediately realizes how that sounds. Isn't exactly sure that's a bad thing, but it'd be good to specify.] I, uh... Just 'cuz they're generally... sturdier.

[laserhawk]

[ dolph seems bemused. he slowly climbs to his feet and offers livio a hand. ]

I have one. Do you want to keep making out or do something more?

[livlaughlove]

[Wow... Someone offering him, a brick shithouse of a man, a hand. He's as flushed as ever as he accepts it.]

Well... Maybe we could just -- see where it takes us? [He was having less than pure thoughts only a couple minutes ago, but every opportunity for his nerves to get the better of him throws a wrench in it.]

... Shouldn't I clean this up first?

[laserhawk]

Don't worry about it.

[ as far as dolph is concerned, the chair has served its purpose. besides, he doesn't get hung up on things in general. dolph helps livio to his feet, unbothered by his weight. after all, dolph could lift a car without much issue. his fingers caress his knuckles. ]

And that's fine. We can play it by ear.

[livlaughlove]

[Yeah. Livio is absolutely smitten by how easily Dolph moves him around. He would have never imagined in his entire life being treated so delicately.]

That sounds good, darlin'... Thank you for understandin'.

[laserhawk]

[ to dolph, livio's size doesn't mean he can be treated brutishly. the softness matters. dolph squeezes his fingers lightly. ]

We're not in a rush.

[livlaughlove]

[It's obvious how much it means to Livio by the tears stinging at the corners of his eyes. Which is also embarrassing, in a way. How has he managed to not cry in front of Dolph yet?

Before they get moving, he lifts their joined hands to kiss Dolph's knuckle just as tenderly as he's being treated. A silent promise to pay him back with the same.]

[laserhawk]

[ that is sweet and his cheeks warm at the gesture. he's not embarrassed by the tears and for a moment he wonders if it's worth reaching out to brush them aside or if livio would prefer he doesn't call attention to them. his fingers twitch and he lets it go for now. they've had enough raw feeling shared between them lately. it can wait.

he leads livio into the bedroom which is . . . also pretty sparse. he clears his throat, a little sheepish. ]

It's not. Great.

[livlaughlove]

[Livio has to chuckle a little. Maybe he feels a little bad, considering Dolph has been patient with all of his hangups, but...]

I'm not here fer your decorations, hon, 'm here fer you.

[laserhawk]

[ he knows but his cheeks still heat at that. ]

I just never expected to have company here.

[livlaughlove]

If you'd be more comfortable at my place, we can go there... but it's just about as bare bones as it gets, too.

[laserhawk]

No, it's fine. You're already here.

[ dolph curls his fingers around livio's collar for a moment, pressing a light kiss to his lips before letting go. ]

Why don't you get settled and I'll join you.

[livlaughlove]

[That earns Dolph a wobbly smile and, as usual, a faint flush before Livio thinks to kick his boots off at the foot of the bed. Not necessarily planning on anything, but just in case -- it would be a horrible impression to get dirt on Dolph's bed, which he sits back on, slow and unsure.]

Uh... this okay?