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[azure-steel]

@mousxr​ liked for a lil starter

The cafe was quaint, well... as much as it could be for an establishment nestled in the slums. But hunger had seen him end up here seated at a single table near a window. Cloud was not what one would call a people person, but watching them as they went about their day amidst the bustle was rather enjoyable. A very rare and simple pleasure. 

But t was as he’s lifting the fork to his mouth, eager to taste the yolk of the eggs he’d ordered on his tongue, the mercenary realises he’s being watched himself. And who ever was staring was close by. 

He lowers his hand back to the plate with a defeated huff, though not once did he bother to turn his visual attention to the source of his own discomfort. 

“It’s rude to the stare... typically when I’m eating...” 

[roccothewop]

{ Long Time No See \\ Closed }

Rocco’s flight was coming in way too late and his mind was telling him that Tom would be long asleep and he’d be utterly irritated if he woke him up. But the Italian was far too excited, he’d come home with presents for the other, and he’d soon be forgiven. Though not right away, he knew all too well how cranky Tom could be from being woken up. Then again, he’d been gone for a while, he might surprise him and be super excited to see him.

The taxi drops him off at the curb, leaving the jet-lagged man stranded on the side of the road with all his baggage. It’d have to be an interesting climb into the apartment that was for sure.

Loading up his arms and snagging his rolling bag with just the tip of his finger he presses on, grunting with each step he has to jumble up. Cursing under his breath as it takes him a few tries in order to get the damn door to stay open.

It wasn’t until he climbed into the elevator that he allowed the bags to droop to the carpeted floor, needing the weight to be off his shoulders. But as soon as the bags hit the floor the elevator had hit his floor, door opening, dinging to signify it was his time to leave.

Grunting, he hefts the bags and shuffles down the hallway, adjusting in order to rifle through a few of his belongings to find the keys. Course he didn’t want to wake Tom abruptly, it would be better if it were soft and subtle. That much he did know.

Bags were weighing him down, ultimately he just drops them beside the kitchen table. Leaving his belongings behind as well as his jacket. Slowly he shifts out of his boots, his hand raking the hair from his face as he wanders into his bedroom.

In true Tom fashion, he was taking up the whole bed. He chuckles and offers a shake of his head before slowly climbing in to spoon the other, being weary of his tail, there was no need to startle him.

“Hey,” he murmurs, already a small smile across his features, “Tom… ‘M home… I uh… gotcha some presents.”

[thextiger-blog]

"This pillow is mine. This one is yours. See?"

“You ever heard of sharing, Tom?” The tiger chuckles, playfully tugging at the pillow the other had seemed so attached too, “’sides, I like that this one smells like you.”

[thextiger-blog]

Tom is purring happily as he settles down next to Toni and lays his head against a shoulder, arm thrown over him as he nuzzles lazily. The feline is slowly falling asleep and he knows it is safe to do so, knows that Toni will protect him.

Having the feline nuzzle against his shoulder has the tiger grinning, his sigh rings out like a loud purr, face is nuzzling quickly against his boyfriends forehead as an arm pulls him close. Toni was always happiest with Tom around, absolutely felt right at home with him, and the plus side he never had to worry about being himself with the cat.

Lips press a soft kiss against his forehead as he chuffs, watching as his breath rustles the hair against his ears and head. Tom would of course become grumpy with him, but Toni found it adorable to watch his ears twitch this way and that whenever he greeted him.

[roccothewop]

"My hat... I can't find it."

“Wh-What?”

Waking up to a hysterical man was not the way he’d wanted to wake up that morning. Fists are shoved into eyes like a tired infant trying to rub the rest of the sleep from his sockets. Rocco was dead tired, he’d worked a late shift and now only after a few hours of sleep he was being woken up by the shill cries of his lover.

Pushing off from the bed to get himself into a sitting position the Italian yawns and stretches his hands above his head, stretching as far as he good go till he allows his body and muscles to relax.

Hands slump back to the mattress as his heavy lids search the room, trying to find where Tom’s voice had come from. “Your hat’s missing?” Another yawn, he wasn’t awake enough for this just yet, letting out a soft whine he flops back against the bed and curls underneath the covers.

“Toooom, come an’ curl up with me. I don’t fuckin’ care about tha hat right now… We aren’t goin’ fuckin’ anywhere t’day anyways.”

[roccothewop]

"... I'm gonna nap right here."

Grunting and gasping for breath Rocco squirms as Tom curls up against his chest, course he’d already been drifting off and well on his way to his own dreamland. But then, the precious little Tom had to show up, pawing at him, rolling and laying his entire weight against him until he’d found the spot to finally nest himself. Tom wasn’t exactly the biggest man, though when he was searching for the perfect spot to rest he did have a way of making himself feel like he was.

“Y-Yeah,” another grunt and he shifts underneath the other, groaning a little as he tries to find another sweet spot to adjust into that’d feel a bit better with both of them occupying that space, “just make yourself comfy…”

[thextiger-blog]

"A-Ah! Not so hard!"

Toni’s face had been nuzzled into Tom’s neck, course their playtime had turned into a much sexier version of playtime. Either one Toni was always up for with the other, though today he was doting and teasing, biting along the other mans flesh leaving pink little teeth marks along his neck and shoulders. They were marks he felt he needed to leave, Tom was his and he’d do any damn thing for him.

But the cried out warning had Toni pausing in an instant and turning to a softer nature, “I’m sorry,” murmuring to the other man he places a few open mouthed kisses against the skin that had now been plagued with bite marks, “didn’t mean to hurt you.”

A grin and the tiger is softly sucking at a soft bit of skin just underneath the cat’s jaw, hands are pawing at the man’s sides as hips rest against hips. Lips trail down his skin and back against his neck where he huffs in greeting and bumps his head against the others. Loving and oh so gentle he was being now that he knew he’d hurt Tom, the last person on the planet that deserved it in his eyes.

[thextiger-blog]

"Don't chew on that, it's mine!"

The tiger darts up quickly; eyes are hard and stubborn as he stares bad at the man for a moment. He was having fun and he felt like his parade was completely being rained on by someone who was a little jealous they were chewing on their things, “Why can’t you just share? You play with my ball all the damn time.” Out sheer irritation Toni’s teeth latches on to the toy and gives it a little shake as his teeth dig in to the soft cloth, a playful growl is heard rumbling up through his chest.

Another huff is let out but this time it’s a playful one, maybe if he wouldn’t let Toni play with it alone he’d be willing to share it together with him.