meme. / @atlastdamn
[ lazy ] your muse lazily beginning to touch mine.
Olberic is more inclined to stir at the feeling of Cyrus’ hands on him, he has always been one to wake up rather suddenly, after all. Erhardt, on the other hand, barely moves at all save for shuffling into the contact, a faint smile on his lips indicates that he is... somewhat awake.
‘Twould seem Cyrus, too, is barely awake. Olberic wouldn’t even need to see the scholar to know such - with the slow, clumsy movements. He does look, though, and barely open though Cyrus’ eyes may be, Olberic recognises the desire in them.
He cannot help the quiet laughter as he gently puts his hand over Cyrus’, guiding it lightly from where it was touching his shoulder to his chest. Sighing from the feeling of Cyrus’ soft, slender hands very gently squeezing them, Olberic shifts his free hand to Cyrus’ waist.
Erhardt finally starts to move a little more, lifting himself up enough to wrap one arm around the scholar’s shoulders and further burying his face into the other’s neck.
“ You two are hopeless... ” Erhardt mutters, the amusement dripping from his lips. There is no effort made to say he is any better, of course.