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[readytosee]

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐞

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[readytosee]

"And you like it better when it's not hidden under sweaters," he teases with a smile, snuggling in close and nuzzling against Alexander's jaw.

"I'm going to get spoiled, you know. Nice dinners and new suits and all that."

[obscurissime]

"I like knowing I'm the one who gets to enjoy it."

He slips his hand inside Casper's robe, brushing his fingers across that broad chest of his.

"And I need you to match my style when we go out."

[readytosee]

"Well I am more than happy to let you dress me up and style me." He hums a little at the touch, setting his hand at Alexander's waist.

"I've always admired your sense of style. Looking very fine in your three piece suits. Though I'll admit to get distracted whenever you have a button or two undone."

[obscurissime]

"I'll remember to keep them undone in the future, then."

Since he lives for the attention and all.

He slides his hand up to squeeze the back of Casper's neck, giving him a brief kiss.

"Should we go to bed?" It's been a long day, and the champagne and late dinner is making the tiredness catch up to him. Plus, it's not such a bad thing, curling up against Casper for the night.

[readytosee]

"Terrible. Such a distraction. However will I cope?" By swaying happily into Alexander's space and nudging their noses together, clearly, returning the kiss with a soft one of his own.

"I would enjoy nothing more. Since we have our spa session in the morning, and I certainly don't want to be tired for that."

[obscurissime]

He gives Casper a little playful bite, then takes away his empty champagne glass. Once he has the curtains drawn to keep the light from the city spilling in, he shrugs out of the robe and slips into the bed, letting out a relaxed sigh.

"I might even sleep in a little."

Though he usually goes to bed late and wakes up a bit later in the morning, he'd planned to order some breakfast for them to start the day.

[readytosee]

Casper's habitual insomnia has, at least, gotten better, the more nights he spends sharing a bed with Alexander. He sleeps more soundly, when they stay over at each other's places, and he's able to wrap up in his partner's arms.

He joins Alexander in bed, tangling their legs together and wrapping an arm around his waist, nose against his collarbone. "I sleep so much better with you."

[obscurissime]

Considering how much of his life he's spent finding any sort of emotional or physical connection off-putting, he finds can't deny that he doesn't mind this. It's stupidly domestic, and it's only appealing because of Casper.

He toys a little with Casper's hair, making an amused sound.

"Is that only because I'm good at wearing you out?"

[readytosee]

"A little of that," he smiles against Alexander's chest, fingers moving in lazy patterns over his back. "It certainly doesn't hurt, that's for sure.

But you also just make me feel a little more relaxed. It's nice, I don't let myself relax like this that often."

[obscurissime]

He snorts a bit. Imagine that, he makes someone feel relaxed, said no one ever.

"My door and my bed is always open to you, if you ever need to relax."

[readytosee]

"Oh?" His fingers drag up and down the line of Alexander's spine, and he presses a kiss to the curve of his shoulder.

"I may have to take you up on that. The offer goes both ways, you know. If you ever need to relieve some tension."

[obscurissime]

"If you don't take me up on it, I'll probably get offended."

Which is not really recommended.

He gives Casper's hair a bit of a tug in response to the light touch of Casper's fingers, then nudges his face up to give him a kiss.

[readytosee]

That tug gets a quiet noise in the back of his throat, and he more than happily moves up to meet that kiss. "Wouldn't want to offend you," he murmurs, but it's a little distracted. Alexander's mouth is always incredibly distracting.

Casper could argue up and down that he's not easy, which is mostly true. But Alexander kisses him in a way that just makes him melt, and after that it's hard to want to resist.

[obscurissime]

"No, you wouldn't."

That wouldn't end very well for Casper.

He gives Casper's chin a little tweak followed by another kiss.

"But I know you'd never."

[readytosee]

"Mm, not in a million years." The touch to his chin is met with a smile, and he sighs and melts into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Alexander's neck.

"Your mouth drives me crazy, you know that?"

[obscurissime]

"I had a feeling."

If he wasn't himself, he'd be pretty obsessed with him, too. Well. Maybe he's a little bit obsessed with himself already.

[readytosee]

"Oh no," he laughs lightly. A little breathless. "Am I that obvious? I'll blame the champagne."

As though he isn't completely smitten with the man in his arms, already.

[obscurissime]

"Sure."

He adjusts himself a bit to stretch out on his back, keeping his arm around Casper.

"But we both know it's not really just the champagne."

[readytosee]

And Casper goes with him, settling in to rest his head against Alexander's chest. Pressing a soft kiss or two around the collarbone area.

"You caught me. I'm addicted. But is that necessarily such a bad thing?"

[obscurissime]

"I never said I didn't like it."

He gives Casper a squeeze and lets out an amused little snort.

[readytosee]

"I'm glad you do, because I don't think that will change any time soon."

Casper settles in with a thoughtful hum, tracing lazy, contented circles over Alexander's chest. "I'm glad I'm here with you, right now. But you know you already had me, right?" he asks, glancing up to watch his partner's face. "I'm already yours."

[obscurissime]

Alexander hums in response, a vaguely non-committal noise that falls in line with his aversion to showing any emotion or sentimentality. His hold on Casper does become somewhat more possessive, though, and inwardly he's pleased at the confirmation.

"All the more reason to bring you here."

[readytosee]

"Because I'm yours?" He doesn't need to hear it back, he can tell. In the way that Alexander's arm tightens around him, of course, and in the way that this ridiculous and wonderful man dropped everything to bring them out here for this wonderful vacation.

"I want you to kiss me at the top of the Eiffel Tower, tomorrow." And he laughs, because it's a dumb, romantic request. But why not try?

[obscurissime]

"Uh huh."

It is dumb and romantic, which is not at all how Alexander chooses to operate on a daily basis. And he's already doing drinks at the Eiffel Tower, isn't he? Not to mention that, in general, someone telling him what to do in any capacity gets under his skin.

"Maybe if you ask nicely when we get there."

[readytosee]

Too far. Okay, understood. He's still testing and figuring out boundaries, seeing what Alexander will and won't allow. What he does and doesn't like.

"We'll see where the mood takes us," he amends, pressing an apologetic kiss to Alexander's shoulder.