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[readytosee]

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐞

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[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.