[IC/OFFLINE: Every breath...]

[weallfalldown]

When: 25/05, morning
Where: Japanese style-home, Zack's place.

The sound of the pouring rain outside was like a sweet lullaby, Zack rolling over on his side to press his cheek into the pillow, his arm laying across the mattress, hand on the shoulder of the person next to him. Their female companion already up and away for the morning, but Zack's taking advantage of the rain and using it as an excuse to stay in bed a little longer. There isn't much desire to go jogging in it, and he knows that when he lets the dog out, it'll get filthy, not like it isn't already with how little he's able to wash it. Drinking water always out weighs dog-washing water.

But, comfy and warm and soothed by the sweet sounds of rain, he shifts again, closer to his other companion, wanting a little more warmth and the nice feel of his body pressed to someone elses. It had taken a while of sharing a bed for Zack to be comfortable with cuddling, sometimes he'd wake up in the morning and go to cuddle or kiss Aerith and he'd almost forget about Tseng, until he opened his eyes and felt awkward. But that feeling was slowly going away, and this morning was proof of that. His arm even draped over Tseng's waist, smiling with his eyes still closed as he considered just sprawling over the man, but...he's not sure how Tseng would take to being layed on by a man who out weighed him a great deal. And flopping on him like a great lumox wouldn't earn him any points, he's sure.

"Don't want to get up..." he groans, pressing his face into the pillow again before finally settling down, half cuddling the other man and just listening to the sounds of the morning.

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[killappeal]

Tseng was feeling especially lazy this morning as well. He'd stayed up late trying to take stock of their supplies. Trying to organize it and find what they needed and organize some type of schedule. His life was lacking organization. And even after he'd gone to bed he'd spent a few hours lying there and pondering it further even as he listened to the even breaths of the other two people in bed with him.

That was odd to get used to, but he has, somehow. He who slept alone and woke up if anyone came near the door of his apartment. Now he could at least usually sleep, even if it was lightly.

He stirs as Zack cuddles against him, at first waiting for him to realize his curves aren't feminine and pull away. But Zack doesn't, and Tseng settles comfortably against him.

"Then don't," Tseng replied practically. It isn't as though they have anywhere to be. And if it's raining, Tseng certainly doesn't want to leave the house. It will be cold and wet and difficult to do anything outdoors today.

One hand lifts, and rests on the side of Zack's face as Tseng flips over so they're chest to chest. "Go back to sleep."

[weallfalldown]

"I should have been up running like an hour ago..." He exhales slowly, tensing a little when Tseng shifts, but he relaxes quickly enough. He was the one that started to cuddle him in the first place. He has no reason to tense up like that, or at least he tells himself that. But his eyes blink open when he feels the hand on his face, smiling just a little. "Hey..."

It might just be that he's so content with his warm bed and a body to hold, but he doesn't seem to mind the closeness, his hand now settled on Tseng's back, gently moving his fingers up and down the length of his spine.

"The rain's too loud...sounds nice though."

[killappeal]

"You can't say it's too loud and nice at the same time," Tseng answers amusedly, giving a soft and lazy smile. It is a gentler look, one he doesn't show when he's actually fully awake and aware. His fingers move through Zack's hair, grooming it lightly, though his brown eyes slip closed again.

He's tired, more exhausted than he'd like to admit, and this is nice. His life wasn't made for sleeping in and suddenly here he is wanting to do exactly that. "Don't go running. You'll be wet afterward." And what if he gets sick? Though Tseng is worried about drying out their clothing items as well, in a distant way.

He makes a sound of pleasure at Zack's hand, leaning forward to kiss him lightly.

[weallfalldown]

His eyes slip shut again, enjoying the feel of Tseng's fingers in his hair, and he laughs, softly. "I can say what ever I want. Its loud, but nice, okay?" And he's yawning, but then Tseng is being a bad influence, like when is he not and Zack thinks that perhaps he won't go running, because he's comfy, and he really doesn't want to get soaked when he's so warm.

The deal is pretty much sealed though when Tseng kisses him, that warm fuzzy feeling that comes with being half awake becoming even lighter when he kisses back. He breathes in slow through his nose and shifts a little, raising up just a bit on an elbow so he can kiss back with a little more force.

He's gotten better at intimacy with Tseng, but this easy exchange is by far the more smooth encounters they've had.

[killappeal]

"You can say what ever you want but that doesn't mean it makes any sense." Apparently a warm, sleepy half argument is the way to begin the day. Tseng fully intends to convince Zack over to his side. And his side involves not leaving the bed for at least the next three hours.

He's surprised when Zack lifts up to kiss him back, and Tseng lets him take the lead. He doesn't want to chase him off again, and he doesn't want to send him running to Aerith or to the bathroom. Intimacy isn't so easy between the two of them and this almost feels like copious amounts of alcohol have been involved except no one is puking.

So he makes an encouraging noise into Zack's mouth, kissing back with the same kind of force and speed, lazily running his fingers over Zack's neck and shoulders when he's done with his hair.

[weallfalldown]

"Most shit I say doesn't make sense." He returns, knowing that a good portion of the time it doesn't. But he's really more focused on kissing Tseng than talking, albiet slowly and lazily. It's this kind of pace that gets him comfortable, gets him relaxed enough to continue passed certain barriers that might have other wise hindered him. Working at his own pace, feeling out each move.

After a bit of that, just slow and enjoying the soft sounds Tseng makes, Zack rolls over a little more, taking up more space and leaning over Tseng a little more heavily, a leg draped over his thigh. He doesn't speak much, just letting his fingers comb through Tseng's long hair, careful not to get them tangled in it, tongue making a slow drag across Tseng's lips before it takes its leave again. Slowly but surely, he's getting more into it, but its taking a while for him to speed up.

[killappeal]

Tseng makes a vague sound of agreement, filing that admission away to pull out the next time Zack claims to make sense. Maybe he can get a percentage figure. But that's all distant to being warm and decently at ease and not wanting to leave bed for a good long while.

He lets Zack roll mostly on top of him, shifting so there are no pointy bits on particularly delicate bits because that's just uncomfortable. Letting Zack come to him seems like the proper thing to do and he's surprised to realize he's thinking of him like some time of small, fuzzy, woodland creature.

The way he kisses is dissolving that image, however, and Tseng runs his hand over the bare skin of Zack's back, letting himself be kissed, teasing his own tongue at Zack's mouth though he know better than to take the lead just yet.

[weallfalldown]

Getting his bearings, Zack smiles against Tseng's lips, finding more and more of that comfort as he settles down on top of him. He is careful not to put his whole weight on him though because he doubts that'd be very comfy at all. Making a soft sound against his mouth, the hand that isn't in his hair comes to his chest, thumb rubbing absently along the skin with no real purpose other than touch, though he's getting a little more confident as he goes on.

"Yer warm..." he murmurs softly, letting his head fall a little, finding the crook between neck and shoulder and hiding his face there, kissing at the skin he can reach, trailing down closer to his shoulder. "I could just fall asleep on top of you like this."

[killappeal]

Tseng kisses lazily, glad at least that Zack isn't directly on his groin. It's morning and he's male even if this isn't only from sleep hormones or having to pee. His arms wrap around Zack and he hugs him. It's odd for him;hugs are a rarity. But Zack seems to like them and the situation calls for it.

"Then you can sleep," Tseng murmurs, shifting a little at the way Zack's breath tickles his throat. It's comfortable at least. "You're warmer. Like a human blanket." And also possibly cuter and more innocent.

[weallfalldown]

Getting a hug from Tseng definitely is rare, and Zack cherishes it, recognizing the rarity, even half-awake. "But I'm lovin' on you...that should take a higher priority than sleep..." He murmurs all the while, lips finally finding his shoulder.

He smiles at the human blanket comment, nuzzling his neck and wrapping his arms around his neck to envelope him all the more, "I don't mind being one. Just don't let me fall asleep on you like this. I might crush you."

[killappeal]

"Loving on me?" Tseng's tone is amused. He recognizes the colloquially endearing context and accent. His eyes are still shut for a moment, enjoying being lazy. Enjoying the warmth and the vague naughtiness since they are both in underwear.

"You won't crush me. I'll roll you off if I can't breathe and you're not too heavy. About like Rude and I've had him dropped on me." Not that it felt particularly nice. Tseng kisses Zack's hair, the side of his face, his neck. Basically whatever he can reach. He's waking up more though, stretching under Zack and groaning as bones pop and muscles move.

[weallfalldown]

"Yeah, lovin' on you." He repeats, even more affectionate this morning than he usually is with his hands-on approach to everything.

Still, he feels like maybe he's a little too much, taking a minute to remember exactly who Rude is. He's not as memorable as Reno in any regard, and when he does remember he murmurs a little "Oooh, that guy." He can't imagine dropping a guy like that on anyone would be comfortable. But, when Tseng starts to move, Zack starts to get up, both hands on either side of his head, and he was just about to get off when the little traffic light in his head suddenly turns green.

Oh...huh. Still anchored above him, Zack leans down again for another kiss, this one a little more focused than the previously lazy attempts. Guess he can wake up for this.

[killappeal]

"Is this lovin going to involve a shotgun wedding or courting gifts? I'm too tired today." But Tseng's tone was amused. He was content here. Warm and Zack was being sweet. He made another amused sound when Zack had to think to remember HeRude. He was massive but somehow blended in much better than Reno did.

It was nice. Peaceful. Even pressed skin to skin in a bedrecently vacated by their mutual girlfriend. When Zack started to move, Tseng resigned himself to getting up. At least until he was kissed again.

He rubbed his hands over Zack's shoulders, relaxing, enjoying this far more and letting Zack lead. He was curious where this would lead.

[weallfalldown]

"By my honor, I do declare we need to be engaged right away," he drawls ridiculously, grinning before giving him another kiss. Yeah, no. Zack might take a while to warm up to intimacy, but he's not going to wait around to get hitched for a little something. In any case, he makes a soft noise against Tseng's lips when he starts to rub at his shoulders, relaxing and putting more pressure on Tseng's hips with his own as he holds up just his upper body over the other man.

Shifting his entire weight to just one hand, the other goes exploring, slow and smooth in its descent. His thumb gently rubs at the defining lines of his chest before smoothing down more, gently tickling at his stomach and abs. "H-hey Tseng...?" He asks softly between catching breaths, eyes slowly lifting to try and catch his.

[killappeal]

Tseng snickers a little bit. "I think you may need to save that for Aerith. I won't be demanding you make an honest...man out of me?" The phrasing was odd, especially as he was waking up. He ignores it then, focusing on Zack.

It's good to wake up this way, he decides. He shifts so that Zack isn't hard pressed to stay hovering over him, his own hands rubbing over biceps and rotater cuffs, mentally evaluating that Zack is still in excellent shape. He's slimmed down some, but what is left is still muscle.

He parts his legs for Zack, deciding maybe this is where they went wrong. Maybe Zack wanted to be the dominant party in this situation. He curls one leg around Zack's waist so his heel is at the small of his back, letting Zack explore and breathing softly, shivering a bit when his hand dips low.

"Hm?" He responds to his name, tilting his face down to meet Zack's eyes, trying to read that odd expression on his face.