[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 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.