icedthemoon
you are not alone | no one is alone
Nathaniel Matthews, Carlos Price, Asher McCoy, Ezekiel Finch, Theophilus Sharpe, and Emmett Adler (and the Smith Clan)
Former Firefly, Aspiring Artist, Former Hunter, Former Seraphite, Former WLF, Former Firefly | 21, 25, 32, 29, 25, 24 | Current location ;; Wyoming
Carlos was not necessarily expecting morning kisses like this, though he was not exactly not expecting them either. He touched hummed contentedly as he yawned while blinking away the sleep form his eyes. “Mm, hello my beautiful love.” He, as might have been expected, buried his face into Kaleb’s neck and eventually chest as the sleep that still coursed through his brain and body tried to overwhelm him again. Now it was comfier sleep that tempted him. Asher decided that he was not even going to hide his intentions of being a pain. His smile was mischievous. His words were thick with not the sweetness that came from being with one’s love but the coarseness of wanting something. He hoped that Jordan might get the wrong idea. It would bring him so much more joy that way. “Good morning, lovebug.” Then he captured those lips again, a little rough and with as much desire as he could possibly manage when what he really wanted was what would happen after this.
Ezekiel gestured for Alex to join him, though now that he thought about it, he was thinking that this may not be where he wanted to start this project after all. “You were always the best of us,” he mused as he took them to a table where he patted a spot and moved to what looked like a dresser behind them. He pulled open one of the draws and brought out several items. One was a normal notepad that was there when he got there. Another was a pad of paper that was far larger and used for when he made his actual designs. Those were found later when he lamented not having something as such. Last were several pencils. “Alright, draw for me a sketch of what you want it to look like.” He pushed the normal notepad in front of Alex. “It does not have to look perfect or even lifelike necessarily. Just enough to get started.”
Former Firefly, Aspiring Artist, Former Hunter, Former Seraphite, Former WLF, Former Firefly | 21, 25, 32, 29, 25, 24 | Current location ;; Wyoming
Carlos was not necessarily expecting morning kisses like this, though he was not exactly not expecting them either. He touched hummed contentedly as he yawned while blinking away the sleep form his eyes. “Mm, hello my beautiful love.” He, as might have been expected, buried his face into Kaleb’s neck and eventually chest as the sleep that still coursed through his brain and body tried to overwhelm him again. Now it was comfier sleep that tempted him. Asher decided that he was not even going to hide his intentions of being a pain. His smile was mischievous. His words were thick with not the sweetness that came from being with one’s love but the coarseness of wanting something. He hoped that Jordan might get the wrong idea. It would bring him so much more joy that way. “Good morning, lovebug.” Then he captured those lips again, a little rough and with as much desire as he could possibly manage when what he really wanted was what would happen after this.
Ezekiel gestured for Alex to join him, though now that he thought about it, he was thinking that this may not be where he wanted to start this project after all. “You were always the best of us,” he mused as he took them to a table where he patted a spot and moved to what looked like a dresser behind them. He pulled open one of the draws and brought out several items. One was a normal notepad that was there when he got there. Another was a pad of paper that was far larger and used for when he made his actual designs. Those were found later when he lamented not having something as such. Last were several pencils. “Alright, draw for me a sketch of what you want it to look like.” He pushed the normal notepad in front of Alex. “It does not have to look perfect or even lifelike necessarily. Just enough to get started.”