Little Spoon
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dorksidefikerTITLE: Little Spoon
AUTHOR:dorksidefiker
FANDOM: X-Men
PAIRING/CHARACTER/GENERAL SERIES: Anole/Indra
TABLE: C
PROMPT: 34. Cuddle
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: Paras is being restless.
WARNINGS: Slash!
NOTES: Nothing worth noting.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing.
Victor grunted softly, raising himself up off the beg just enough for Paras to free his arm, then flopped back down with a sleepy sigh. He could feel Paras wriggling around, trying to get comfortable. “Paras, please.”
“Just can’t get comfortable,” Paras mumbled against the back of Victor’s neck. He rolled onto his back, and Victor grabbed the covers, rolling onto his stomach and turning his head to glare sleepily at the other boy. “Well, I can’t.” Paras tried to steal the covers back, but Victor was rapidly turning them into his own personal cocoon. “Victor.”\
“I was asleep,” Victor grumbled, “until you started moving around.”
Paras sat up, brushing his fingers across Victor’s forehead. “You’re really bitchy when you wake up.”
“Only when it’s the middle of the night.”
Paras’s fingers trailed down, caressing Victor’s cheek before running his thumb across the reptilian mutant’s lower lip. “I could make it up to you,” he suggested. Victor’s tongue wrapped around Paras’s thumb, pulling it into his mouth and sucking lightly. Paras shivered, lips slightly parted as he pressed as close as the blanket cocoon would allow. “Victor.”
Victor bit down gently before releasing his thumb. “Sleep Paras. What I wanna do is sleep.”
“Alright,” Paras sighed, snuggling up to Victor as best he could. “Sleep it is.”
“Stop moving around, Paras.”
AUTHOR:
dorksidefikerFANDOM: X-Men
PAIRING/CHARACTER/GENERAL SERIES: Anole/Indra
TABLE: C
PROMPT: 34. Cuddle
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: Paras is being restless.
WARNINGS: Slash!
NOTES: Nothing worth noting.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing.
Victor grunted softly, raising himself up off the beg just enough for Paras to free his arm, then flopped back down with a sleepy sigh. He could feel Paras wriggling around, trying to get comfortable. “Paras, please.”
“Just can’t get comfortable,” Paras mumbled against the back of Victor’s neck. He rolled onto his back, and Victor grabbed the covers, rolling onto his stomach and turning his head to glare sleepily at the other boy. “Well, I can’t.” Paras tried to steal the covers back, but Victor was rapidly turning them into his own personal cocoon. “Victor.”\
“I was asleep,” Victor grumbled, “until you started moving around.”
Paras sat up, brushing his fingers across Victor’s forehead. “You’re really bitchy when you wake up.”
“Only when it’s the middle of the night.”
Paras’s fingers trailed down, caressing Victor’s cheek before running his thumb across the reptilian mutant’s lower lip. “I could make it up to you,” he suggested. Victor’s tongue wrapped around Paras’s thumb, pulling it into his mouth and sucking lightly. Paras shivered, lips slightly parted as he pressed as close as the blanket cocoon would allow. “Victor.”
Victor bit down gently before releasing his thumb. “Sleep Paras. What I wanna do is sleep.”
“Alright,” Paras sighed, snuggling up to Victor as best he could. “Sleep it is.”
“Stop moving around, Paras.”