... 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.
[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.
[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.]
[ 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. ]
[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.]
[ 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. ]
[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.]
[God, he would do so much to keep putting that smile on Dolph's face. It isn't much, but it's there.]
Howdy...
[He accepts Dolph gently into his arms, much more confident in the sturdiness of a bed than a chair, though Livio's kisses start out shy again, after that hiccup.]
[ they can start slow. the heat is slow and steady and dolph isn't fanning the flames desperately. dolph curls his real arm around livio's neck, his thumb brushing against the side as his metal one curves around livio's chest to press his palm against his back. ]
[Livio seems to melt into Dolph's touch, goosebumps prickling his skin wherever they meet. In spite of his bashfulness, there's something almost desperate in how he clings to Dolph in response to his affection. One hand finds its way back into Dolph's hair, the other pulling his torso flush to Livio's by the small of his back.]
[ dolph has always been responsive when it comes to his hair. losing it after the operation and gaining it back has always made him feel sensitive about it and a full shudder runs down his spine at livio's touch. he presses himself against livio, erasing any space between them. ]
[He doesn't miss what his hand does to Dolph, either, so he deliberately takes it slow, drawing his fingers through that hair. Both of Livio's hands explore, slow and careful, studying Dolph by feel just as Dolph had studied his face.
This time, Livio summons the courage to try to pry Dolph's lips apart with his own and lap into his mouth with movements just as languid as those of his hands.]
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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.]
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I'll reinforce my furniture next time.
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Sorry... I oughta buy ya a new one.
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No. Let me make this a place comfortable for you.
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[His bottom lip wibbles a bit. How is Dolph so hard on himself when he's this thoughtful?]
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[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.
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I have one. Do you want to keep making out or do something more?
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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?
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[ 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.
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That sounds good, darlin'... Thank you for understandin'.
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We're not in a rush.
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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.]
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he leads livio into the bedroom which is . . . also pretty sparse. he clears his throat, a little sheepish. ]
It's not. Great.
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I'm not here fer your decorations, hon, 'm here fer you.
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I just never expected to have company here.
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[ 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.
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Uh... this okay?
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That's fine.
[ dolph kicks his own shoes away to the side before crawling onto the bed towards livio and climbing onto his lip so he can kiss him properly. ]
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Howdy...
[He accepts Dolph gently into his arms, much more confident in the sturdiness of a bed than a chair, though Livio's kisses start out shy again, after that hiccup.]
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This time, Livio summons the courage to try to pry Dolph's lips apart with his own and lap into his mouth with movements just as languid as those of his hands.]
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