Apr 27, 2013
✿ My son told me to do this. What does it mean?
5: eyelid kiss
“I think it means he wants a little kiss.”
Sugar giggled happily, and leant down, planting two gentle smooches atop Hugo’s silky-soft eyelids.
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✿ My son told me to do this. What does it mean?
5: eyelid kiss
“I think it means he wants a little kiss.”
Sugar giggled happily, and leant down, planting two gentle smooches atop Hugo’s silky-soft eyelids.
batter-and-son said: ((There was a cake and a giant orgy. Never to be repeated event.))
// oh god you guys
The Batter freezes up again at the mention on his partner. Hugo turns around to look at his dad. "His mother wa-is the Queen. She is away on business." the man replies in a cold manner.
“T-the… queen?”
“T-T-T-T-THE Q-QUEEN?!”
Batter is tempted to snatch back his child as she said that but restrains himself, leaning himself against the wall and hands behind his back. Hugo giggles happily, covering his face and occasionally trying to grab her hands. As the game progresses, the Batter slowly feels calmer, even managing a small smile.
Sugar smiled to herself once managing to crack a smile out of the tall, and rather intimidating man, her gaze still focused on the babe sitting between her crossed legs. After a riveting round of patty-cake, the blonde felt compelled to say,
“He looks just like you. Who’s his mommy?”
"Nghhh...." Batter looks uncomfortable with the concept of someone else holding his child, but Hugo is wriggling and doing his damn best to get out of his sling. Reluctantly, Batter takes him out and carefully passes him to Sugar.
Sugar nearly hops with excitement, and accepts the bundled red offering, plopping down immediately with Hugo, and cradling him in her lap.
“You just let me know when you want him back— I could play with kids for hours.”
A game of peekaboo ensues with the little boy, the spindly woman shockingly gentle for someone whose appearance and dark, carapacian limbs would imply otherwise.
Hugo's eyes widen with wonder. "Yesssssssss." he hisses out and tries to reach for her.
Sugar can only giggle at the child, and wiggle articulated fingers in his direction, batting eyes with anticipation.
“…If it’s okay with Daddy?”
Hugo takes a duck and gives it a squeeze. He lets out a giggle and the Batter quirks his lips into something akin to a smile. "Nothing... thank you for the toys."
“Of course.” Sugar cracked the tiniest of grins in polite response.
“He’s very cute. Does he like to play?”