By contrast, Azwel loves to sleep with his partner in his arms or at least nearby after sex. The dreamy state sex often leaves him in has him wanting closeness as he drifts off. And this time he falls into that deep slumber that so often claims him.
When Vash squirms closer to him Azwel unconsciously tightens his arms around him, melting into that closeness with a soft sigh. It feels good, and that permeates his dreams, a gentle smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
But when Vash bolts upright and shouts Azwel is snapped awake with a gasp. "What... what is it?" Completely forgetting what happened when he'd woken Vash that one day, he reaches out a hand, placing it on his shoulder. A worried look that scarcely anyone had ever seen crosses his face.
Why am I fretting like this? his mind demands, he's perfectly capable--he's probably better at handling these things than I am! His hand doesn't move, though.
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Date: 2019-06-12 01:59 pm (UTC)When Vash squirms closer to him Azwel unconsciously tightens his arms around him, melting into that closeness with a soft sigh. It feels good, and that permeates his dreams, a gentle smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
But when Vash bolts upright and shouts Azwel is snapped awake with a gasp. "What... what is it?" Completely forgetting what happened when he'd woken Vash that one day, he reaches out a hand, placing it on his shoulder. A worried look that scarcely anyone had ever seen crosses his face.
Why am I fretting like this? his mind demands, he's perfectly capable--he's probably better at handling these things than I am! His hand doesn't move, though.