( * ░ &&. –– flesh and bone

( * ░ &&. –– ❝ well, jesus christ, i'm not scared to d i e, i'm a little bit scared of what comes a f t e r do I get the gold chariot? do I float through the ceiling? ❞

[louisforlunch]

[armyleon-blog]

❝ rekindled ❞

[armyleon-blog]

Leon’s neck already felt bruised at the new vacancy of the area. His green hues caught the downward curve of the other’s lips - red and swollen from pressing against his own flesh. The sadness was apparent in both Kaeden’s expression and soft-spoken voice. “Doesn’t matter,” he shook his head with a shrug of his shoulders, loosening the grip on his lower back and dropping his arms completely. Leon has, from the beginning, strongly enforced Kaeden to not have feelings for him. After knowing the other for two and a half years, Leon still enforced that belief. “Has nothing to do with you”.

[ffskaeden]

The touch stopping merely enforced the idea of how fucking stupid Kaeden was. He didn’t want to get too upset though. Ruin this whole thing as he had a habit for doing. So, in some weak attempt of making it seem like he stopped the touch between the two, he slowly got up from Leon’s lap to finally place himself down at the seat saved for him. He licked over his lips, gaze staring down at the table, fingers moving to mess with the material of his gloves that were left towards the side in attempt to distract his mind. Still, he felt like it had everything to do with him. It was a long process to even get to kiss the male, and for whatever reason, he had always felt that he somehow deserved to take the one vulnerability the man had for himself. “A lot has changed with you, hasn’t it?” Kaeden made out softly, and although he wanted to -- wasn’t exactly able to make eye contact for the time being.

[armyleon-blog]

❝ rekindled ❞

[ffskaeden]

At Leon mentioning -- bluntly, exactly what he was trying to do... Well, suppose he felt that much more in defeat. He slowly pulled away to look at the male -- one he knew better than anyone.. But clearly, a lot has changed on his end.. And it seemed that Kaeden had to go through the learning process once again. Kaeden licked over his lips, blue hues gazing upon the deep marks before a natural frown became obvious on his lips. "You really did fuck that guy, huh?" Kaeden spoke out softly in slight disappointment. He was.. Calm. Allowing for Kaeden to literally suck on his neck in public. Something about that hurt that they left on a stance to which Leon still nearly denied everything they did to -- being comfortable admitting he fucked some guy. Being comfortable with Kaeden sit here and bite on his neck.

[armyleon-blog]

❝ rekindled ❞

[ffskaeden]

The mention of the time was practically irrelevant to Kaeden considering -- well, he was enjoying himself, thus making him think five steps ahead. He didn't want to sleep without Leon as he had for way too long now. He wanted the boy to stay, and he wanted that promise now.. Or at least start to try to convince him to stay. So, instead of replying with words -- Kaeden was only determined to abuse his sweet spot. And, hell, if he didn't get the satisfaction of the boy admitting anything, then at leads he could litter the skin in marks.

[armyleon-blog]

❝ rekindled ❞

[armyleon-blog]

Leon kept his hold on Kaeden’s delicate form as the music and blurred conversations of the coffee house seemed to drown out. Kaeden’s soft-spoken words and feathered breath filled the dead silence Leon recently believed there to be. He pressed the pads of his fingers further into the arch of Kaeden’s back as the same lips currently leaving an impression of Leon’s newly warm skin also suggested an overly-warm invitation. “You really think that’s a good idea?” Leon raised his eyebrows, not asking for the other’s opinion but rather the answer he knew was correct. The pressure on his neck felt nearly good enough to forget his own rhetorical question. 

[ffskaeden]

“Yes,” Kaeden replied out childishly. If the boy was smart -- and not as impulsive as he always tended to be, perhaps he would be able to see the faults in his plan.. but sue the boy if he just wanted a night similar to one’s he had just a year ago. To where he could fall asleep in Leon’s arms rather easily. Where he could wake up and -- well, not be scared of being yelled at or bossed around or told to clear his schedule. He wanted a night of peace -- and although the two clashed, he couldn’t help but see the night being nothing but bliss if it was just the two of them. Shortly after he gave the one word answered, Kaeden let a hand raise to the opposite side of Leon’s neck to where his lips were before he began nipping a bit harsher and sucking on the skin lightly to abuse.

[armyleon-blog]

❝ rekindled ❞

[armyleon-blog]

Kaeden was oh, so predictable. Even after leaving for a year, Leon fucking knew that boy; knew him almost too well. He doubted that Kaeden’s desire to see him would ever burn to ashes. It was a concept Leon didn’t like spending too much time thinking about. Tightening his grip around his waist slightly, Leon gave a grin. “You’re a child,” he teased to the younger male. “Might as well pick you up and take your to a fucking daycare while I’m at work for the day,” he continued, amused with his own antics. 

[ffskaeden]

Kaeden gave a slight scoff at Leon’s words, attempting to move his gaze from such desirable lips. He knew it was one sided -- that Leon wasn’t even thinking about kissing, but fuck he pissed it.. and... suppose that made Kaeden an awful person when he did, in fact, oh so surprisingly had a boyfriend.. though, that man wasn’t even in his mind at the moment. “I’m not a child,” he spoke out, rolling his eyes. Kaeden moving to hide his face in Leon’s neck once again, hands tightening on the clothing at the front of his torso as he gave a playful neck to the skin that he knew was sensitive. “You should stay the night with me tonight,” he spoke out as he sure knew he didn’t want to give up the contact when the time came. 

[armyleon-blog]

❝ rekindled ❞

[armyleon-blog]

Leon’s gaze flickered to the many modest features among Kaeden’s face, green eyes typically locking onto the very tips of the other’s diffusive eyelashes. They seemed to go on forever - just as he remembered. He watched as blue eyes trailed his own body, along with a set of humble fingers. “You know,” he ignored the insulting compliment, breaking the bridge between their eyes to look to the empty spot just a foot away from the two. “I saved a seat for you over there”. Leon had a feeling, some could call it a hunch, that although he pointed it out, Kaeden wouldn’t be getting up anytime soon.

[ffskaeden]

Kaeden practically ignored the comment on the other seat. If Leon was bothered, he would have made Kaeden off his lap ages ago... and considering that didn’t happen, the smaller boy just found himself adjust on Leon’s lap slightly, shaking his head after staying quiet for a few, more or less mesmerized by the other man. “I like this seat,” he stated out softly, moving to lightly poke one of those prominent dimples. Kaeden smiled at the fact before his gaze fluttered to familiar plump, red, full lips. He wanted if he tasted different. If he felt different. Or if it was exactly how he remembered. “Can’t touch you from over there,”

[armyleon-blog]

❝ rekindled ❞

[ffskaeden]

As Kaeden had pulled away just that slightest bit, suppose right now was the first time he had the chance to actually look at the male. He didn't realize how much he had changed even just physically -- but he ached to memorize the new aspects of the boy. "You're very pretty though," he stated out, and he doubted that would ever change. Kaeden's gaze easily left Leon's familiar green hues and let his hands trail over his shoulders. Then biceps. Chest. His stare matched back to his eyes. Dimples. And Kaeden couldn't help but give a bright smile -- one that made his eyes crinkle. "So pretty," he specified.

[armyleon-blog]

❝ rekindled ❞

[ffskaeden]

It was easy to give into the obvious comfort that Leon always used to provide. His warmth. His hands on his own body. It was a reckless thing though. Dangerous as Kaeden was purely addicted to the feeling. He felt safe, and fuck, that was something only the male he was in love with could provide.. So, Kaeden stayed on Leon's lap, buried into his lap as his hands lightly moved to touch his softened, way too short hair. "I miss your curls..," he whined out softly, pulling away from his neck to give the older male a small pout. "They were so pretty," Kaeden continued to complain, but still let his fingertips graze upon the edges.

[theunsentproject]

[makethisalifetime]

I get so jealous because I know how easily replaceable I am.

I’m nothing special (via atrxc)

[suspend]

I feel greedy and possessive cause all I can think about is calling you mine.

-3 am thoughts (via suspend)

[8nq-deactivated20161103]

I saw the good in all of your bad

(via bubbaleft)

[armyleon-blog]

❝ rekindled ❞

[ffskaeden]

Kaeden let his blue hues sink in the sight of the male completely. Sure, he had recentlyish seen the boy -- but now he was sober. Now the emotions that hit him rather hard had to at least be somewhat subsided from being completely obvious. Kaeden rolled his eyes at Leon's comment, almost scoffing. "Then I'll get it my own way," he murmured before moving to sit on the older's lap instead -- conveniently taking advantage of his boyfriend not being in sight. Wrapping his arms around Leon's neck, and pulling his own body close to nuzzle in -- for more reasons than just the attempt of body heat. "Howre you..?" Kaeden asked out in his typical, soft voice.

[anamorphosis-and-isolate]

[armyleon-blog]

❝ rekindled ❞

After seeing Kaeden a mere two weeks ago over a coincidental and somewhat fate-embedded encounter, today was finally the day Leon would keep his word to the drunken boy (whether drunk with alcohol or affection). It was without-a-doubt a shocking occurrence, but seeing Kaeden after such a dragged period of time was almost rejuvenating. It was a strange sensation, certainly. Leon has damn well never cared about rekindling anything. To be honest, the man was not sure if this was even a rekindling meet, or a sheer promise to keep to the other. Either or, Leon was certain questions upon questions would be rallied off across the table. He was rolling his eyes in advance as he stepped out of his car and onto the sidewalk.

Approaching the outside of their agreed meeting spot, Leon breathed into the scarf masking his lips to construct some sort of heat among the brisk winter cold. His hands were shoved in the pockets of his black jacket while he used his broad shoulder to push the glass door open, immediately feeling the (almost annoying) coffee-shop warmth. Spotting a table towards the back, the muscular form made his way past the crowd of people in winter gear treasuring their hot cup of coffee in hand to grab one of the two empty seats near the restrooms. He made himself comfortable, removing the gloves from his bear paws and lazily throwing his scarf to the surface of the small table. Whilst sitting there with the soft coffee-house music playing in the background, Leon could not believe he was actually the early one between himself and Kaeden.

[ffskaeden]

Suppose it was much doubt to even if what had happened on a drunken night actually occurred. Kaeden wouldn’t have been exactly shocked if it turned out he had made up the entire thing -- and suppose even if it did happen, it wasn’t the most likely thing that Leon would actually devote his time to him. And yet, here he was, with a time, date, and place to meet up with his best friend. There was no doubt that anyone had known Kaeden even half as well as Leon did. More negativity rose though as tiredness killed the male’s filter, and constructed a small argument as pure usual. Kae had found himself feeling rather upset over the fact -- if what was said was even true. Leon, after so many attempts made by yours truly, fucking some random bloke. It pissed him off, really, especially considering he doubted an army type of guy couldn’t possibly be his type anyway. 

Not wanting to think about that an hour before their meeting, Kaeden distracted himself by getting ready for the meeting. No doubt, a lot had changed. Leon -- not even denying the events that happened between them. His Leon, even more ripped than when they had first met. His Leon. Still as stunning as per usual. Still his. Kaeden, not as so fucked up -- or at least, that’s what he tried to believe otherwise attending sessions and downing some pills would surely end. Kaeden bundled up heavily, as his small, somewhat frail body, tended to be sensitive to the cold. Gloves, a rather soft -- fake furred coat, leggings layered under his skinnies, and a beanie securing over his feather like hair, and he was off to Starbucks. He walked into the coffee shop, though his body still was feeling the bitter cold, he easily spot out the man in the room, who immensely stood out. He approached to the table, though did not sit as he took off his gloves to lay on the table. “You’re going to give me a hug, right?”

[loveserum-deactivated20191021]