Snarkier Than Thou

pillow fight

Asher pushed himself up with a warm smile and hugged him close. “You were falling asleep on me. At least have the decency to lay on top of me if you’re going to do that..” Asher wrapped his arms around Cheshire and brought him down to lay with him on the couch. He laughed softly and wrapped his arms around Asher and nuzzled his head.

“You’re so sleepy and sad and cute.. ugh.. I can’t deal with you when you’re like this..” He smirked and kissed him gently. “Sleep on my chest, okay? It’ll be okay..”

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He mumbled and smiled as he was hugged close. Asher was warm and cuddly and lovely...he was happy to cuddle up with him. He nuzzled happily and hugged onto Asher, resting his head in the crook of his neck. “...sorry...I didn’t mean to fall asleep. Didn’t realize how tired I was...”

He nuzzled again, kissing Asher’s neck gently. “I look sad?” He barely lifted his head and returned the kiss. “Am I too cute like this? Hm?” He yawned. “How long was I out?”

And the dark fear that I am feeling... [closed with asherisyourgod]

Asher coughed and rubbed the back of his head. One hand reached over his mouth to hide the smirk. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Chesh. I have absolutely no weird smirk on my face. I don’t know iwhy you’re being so weeeirrrdd..” He coughed and grinned, leaning over and kissing his cheek. “I can’t talk about what I was thinking about. It’s private dragon things. I have to dragon in my head sometimes too, you know.”

He also had to make sure he was being good.

Asher murmured and stretched. “How about tomorrow we do one? I have most of the stuff I need anyways.” He really wanted Cheshire to get the video immediately so that if for some reason Asher couldn’t be there his voice and silliness could be.

Asher grinned and murmured. “Nope. You have no input. I get to choose and I will choose them at my will. It could be today. It could be tomorrow. It could be when I figure out which ones are the absolute comfiest. It all depends entirely on my whim..” He grinned and stretched. “Like I could ask for custody of the ones you’re wearing now.”

Asher kissed his neck once more before letting go. He had a wide and evil smirk on his face. “All right.. I just had to make sure.. for science.” He wrapped his arm around Cheshire and brought him over close to him. His hand moved down just a little to grab Cheshire’s ass. “Come along, Chesh. I need to get you fed for the energy to do what I have in mind for you..”

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Cheshire gave him a skeptical look, trying to peer around the hand to see the smirk. “I wouldn’t say its a weird smirk. Just a smirk. A smirky one.” Though he did smile when his cheek was kissed, but that wasn’t going to distract him. Not at all. “Hm. Dragon things. In your head. Are you imagining abducting princesses?” He asked dryly. “I’d be smirking if I was imagining abducting princesses.”

“Tomorrow sounds good.” He leaned over and kissed Asher’s cheek gently. “I’ll be all set to film you.” It was sweet of Asher to want to do another one so soon. It made his chest feel all warm and fluttery. Of course, sometimes that warm feeling made him want to run away and hide, but for now it was a good thing.

“No input whatsoever? But what if a pair of super comfy ones wind up being a totally unflattering color for you? And if you take the ones I’m wearing at any given point I might get cold...” He pouted, his lip jutting out slightly. “And I’m not a dragon, so I’ll get really cold. And I get whiny when I’m cold.” He added a tiny bit of wibble to his lip.

Cheshire bit his lip at the final neck kiss. Keep control, don’t jump Asher in the hallway. Be good. Get dinner and then they could have fun. It wouldn’t be any fun if he passed out from hunger halfway through. He let out a slow breath and leaned into Asher. “Science...huh? Nothing to do with teasing? No?” He hummed. “...I’ll admit you have me curious.” He leaned up to kiss Asher’s cheek. But hearing Asher’s plans would probably make him lose all his self control.

Asher shook his head and smirked. “You don’t have to be cute and endearing if you’re hurting. You just ask me to and I’ll flop on the bed all huge and scary looking and let you rub my belly without the trap and be warm and sleep it off.” He laughed and murmured. “I don’t know if I’d call it lucky. What if I had a nightmare and burned half of your bed?”

Asher laughed and shook his head. He couldn’t do this anymore. It was too funny, though he meant a little bit of it.

Just a little bit. >.> <.<

Asher laughed and then paused when Cheshire said ‘collection’. His head slow turned until he stared at Cheshire. He gasped. “Scandalous~” He moved closer and wibbled a little, putting his chin on Cheshire’s shoulder. Asher was way too good at these sad eyes. He grabbed Cheshire’s arm and held onto it. “Cheshire.. what do you mean, collection?”

“Yeah..” Asher coughed and rubbed the back of his head. They were literally talking about a shrimp burger. How embarrassing was that? WHY WAS HE BEING SUCH A WEIRDO? He cleared his throat. “What other things do you like?”

“That sounds perfect...overuse just makes me want to sleep...and giving a big scary dragon a belly rub seems like a nice cure...” He tilted his head and hummed while he thought. “...does that mean I need to get a water bed? I imagine that would be harder to set on fire...”

He chuckled and rubbed at the back of his head. Well. The flirting was fun...and amusing. And maybe he meant some of it for once. Just a tiny bit. Tiny bit.

Cheshire mustered the most innocent expression he could. It wasn’t particularly effective, but it got his point across. Clearly he was a precious cinnamon bun, too good, too pure to have a porn collection. “Just misspoke. Just a stash!” He gave a smile and tilted his head to one side. Blind him with cute! Look at how cute he is, Asher! Be distracted by the cute!

He coughed and looked at the wall. Such a very interesting wall. No reason to be embarrassed. They were talking about food. Nothing weird had happened - except that tongue lick and his response. But he was ignoring that. “...really...I’m open to trying new things.” He paused and coughed. “new foods. I’m open to trying new foods.”

pillow fight

Asher knew how hard Cheshire had worked last night. He tried to get the other to nap for a bit once the project was finished, but apparently that was not in the cards. He decided the best way to make his love sleep is to put on a movie and cuddle on the couch.

At least that was the original plan.

Now that Cheshire was sitting there, dozing off, Asher had a brilliant idea. Once Cheshire began coming closer and closer to him, Asher threw his pillow in Cheshire’s face! “Mwahahahahahahaha!”

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Cheshire half squeaked when something soft flumped into his face. He flailed and was quite confused when plush softness was across his face. And heard Asher cackling. He blinked and sat up slowly. “Ash...?”

He blinked sleepily, wiping at his mouth in case he’d been drooling. He rubbed at his hair and blinked again. “did you throw a pillow at me?”

He was all sorts of sleepy cute, hair messed up, red marks on the face from the couch fabric, and a slightly bewildered expression.

pillow fight

asherisyourgod

Cheshire was 90% of the way asleep next to Asher on the sofa. There was a movie on. He’d started ‘resting his eyes’ about half way through and was currently starting to droop onto the dragon’s shoulder. He’d pulled an all-nighter working on a graphic design...and he’d seen the movie...

And he was just resting his eyes anyway.

He mumbled an answer to a question Asher asked, not really sure what he’d said or what had been asked. “no no...’m awake...really.”

Which was said before he slumped over further, yawning loudly.

#asherisyourgod #verse: snark and sex #cutesy fuckers #//smack him in the face with a pillow Asher XD

Asher grinned and did his victory dance! He nodded. “I’ll make sure you take lots of rest breaks..” He grinned. “And a dragon in your bed for warmth and cuddles.

Asher raised a brow. “Is that so?” He leaned closer, as if they were sharing a secret. “What sort of things, if you don’t mind my asking?” He raised a brow, amused. “And good.. So.. what time do you have?”

Asher laughed softly. “I’m glad we have the same opinion on hairless cats.” He shuddered. He didn’t know why they were weird to him, but they were. And he didn’t like looking at them. He wibbled a little. “Maybe but.. some illustrations are good too! I have to make sure it gets done right!” Asher wibbled. “Please give me your password. I’ll give you mine!”

Asher eyed him and blushed a little more. “Yeah. Awesome recipe…”

Cheshire chuckled. “Can’t have me getting nasty headaches, right? Can’t promise I’ll be cute and endearing if I have the magical equivalent of a migraine.” He smiled brighter. “Warmth and cuddles? I’m very lucky!”

Cheshire tapped one finger to his lips. “But Asher, we’ve just met!” He teased. “I’ve got lots of time.” He was more than amused.

“They’re weird looking...and...just...weird.” He shuddered as well. There were no hairless cats in his cat folder and there never would be. They weirded him out too much. “But porn is unrealistic...at least if you find out the fun way...” He teased. “You just want to find the porn collection...” Wait...he’d been saying stash before, now he’d upgraded it to a collection...oops “maybe, we’ll see~” he singsonged.

“totally going to have to make it, it’ll be delicious.” Cheshire was getting a bit redder in the face.

And the dark fear that I am feeling... [closed with asherisyourgod]

Asher shook his head, trying to banish all the thoughts in his head. “N-nothing in particular. Just thinking.” He smirked. How could he say something like ‘Oh, Cheshire! I’m thinking of the ways I could defile every surface of your house with you twice before I’d even consider letting you rest?’ You can’t really do that.

Asher murmured. “Good..” He leaned his head on Cheshire’s. He reached out and took his hand, rubbing his thumb against Cheshire’s hand. Asher lifted the hand and kisses it. “You can film me all you want..” He grinned. “I get to choose the colors though?”

You can’t hide anything from Asher for long.

Asher swallowed. He eyed Cheshire for a long moment before stopping just outside the door and kissing his neck again. He needed to do this again. You know. For uh… for science! Yes. Science. His hand gently moved down Cheshire’s side and hip before sliding his fingertips under the hem of his skirt.

“Yeah...that smirk tells a different story.” He huffed, he just wanted to know. He was curious. Smirks like that usually meant there were interesting thoughts and he really wanted to know! Usually he’d resort to puppy dog eyes...but he wasn’t sure that would work..

He smiled gently when his hand was kissed. “I’m glad I get to film you.“ He’d have silly Asher dances on his phone...insta-smile material. “...do I get input in which colors? I have some that would look great on you...”

The dark purple ones were his.

Cheshire let out a slow breath to try and calm himself, relieved when they took a step. But then there were lips on his neck again and he was trying his hardest to not react. And failing. Dammit, his self control was going to fade. He leaned back against the other. “A-Asher...” He swallowed and bit his lip. Keep control.

“That, good sir, is endearing and adorable. I don’t think you could ever make that awkward.” He laughed softly and nodded. “In theory, the practices for strengthening are the same. Repetition. When you get headaches, do you need to take anything for them or is it more that you need to rest?” He tilted his head to the side.

Asher grinned wickedly. “There’s several things, though some of them you might not be entirely into…” He smirked. “But I’d definitely love to explore your more… sexual interests..” Asher winked at Cheshire. “I hope you’re interested. Otherwise I’m using my best pick up lines for naught..”

He laughed softly. “That’s a good one..” He stretched. “Kittens are scary when they are those hairless ones. Those are WEIRD.” He shuddered a little. He smirked at him. “What if I want to know what you’re into? In pictorial form..” Asher wriggled his butt. “Since you just met me, it’s definitely not ‘Asheristoocute’.” He laughed softly.

“I’ll probably have to figure out the recipe.” He blushed brightly. There was no answer to that.

“...I suppose I’ll concede to that...” He mumbled, rubbing the back of his head. He nodded, he’d figured repetition was the answer. He practiced relatively often, but he wasn’t sure which skills needed the most practice. “...mainly that I need to rest. Sometimes I have to take something and take a nap.”

“Oh, you’d be surprised...” Cheshire hummed, his lips slipping into a smirk. “I’m interested.” And he was definitely enjoying the flirting, a lot. “It’s not for naught.”

“...note that there weren’t hairless cats in the kitten folder.” He teased. “Those were too creepy. I just wanted the cute, fluffy ones.“ He grinned. “Oh...wouldn’t you rather find out the fun way?” He shook his head. “Nope! and while you’re cute, I think that password might be too obvious...”

“That would be amazing...” He hummed. “the reciple..” He was blushing a bit after having said that.

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Asher laughed softly and shook his head. “Of course it’s the best..” Asher gave him a firm butt patt. “Very best..” He eyed it again. A slew of dirty thoughts passed through his mind before he physically shook his head. No. He had to behave. He couldn’t do that. Not right now at least.

Good LORD why was he so attracted to this man? He couldn’t deal with this level of attraction.

“That sounds wonderful. I almost feel special.” He winked at Cheshire. “I’m sure you’re stunning when you dress up.”

Asher murmured. “I think I could potentially handle that, but the same non-disclosure rules would apply. I would also have to get primary custody of no less than four of your pajama pants.”

Asher couldn’t help it. He wrapped his arms around Cheshire’s waist and kissed his neck gently. Asher nuzzled his neck before taking his arm and leading him out. They had to go to dinner. “So where are we going?”

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Cheshire, as expected, blushed, once his butt was patted. “You’re staring...” He was definitely okay with this. “Whatcha thinking about?” He grinned and tilted his head. “And you’ll get to see soon enough...I should wear skirts more often for how my legs look in them...”

“I wouldn’t dream of sharing with anyone else.” He leaned his head against the other’s shoulder. “...I think we could work that out...” he had four that were in colors that flattered Asher more than they flattered him. So he could have primary custody of those...

Just not the dark purple ones he was buying for himself. He’d hide those if he had to.

He closed his eyes and tried to not make a sound when his neck was kissed, but he couldn’t help it. He bit his lip, but still made the softest of gasps. The words were a bit hard to decipher for a second and he had to restrain himself from saying ‘to bed’. “Um. Dinner. Definitely going to dinner...”

Asher laughed softly. “I don’t think there is anything awkward about you. We’ll figure something out. All else fails, I can help you. Magic takes the same sort of practice… So we’ll practice together..” He didn’t really need practice, but it’s not like practice would hurt him. He smiled. “Whenever you wanted to..”

Asher laughed softly. “That’s not the only sort of pain and pleasure combo I offer..” It was fun to flirt. He was pretty used to doing such things and it came rather naturally to him. Really, flirting was a way to keep some sort of distance between himself and the person he was with. “If you’re ever interested, I’m sure I could squeeze into you~”

Asher laughed softly and murmured. “There is a lot of things you could call it. I mean.. you named kittens after something painful. Why not something like ‘business receipts’? Or ‘root canal estimates’.” He shook his head, a little amused. “You could if you wanted people to find it. You know I’m going to be looking now. You better lock it down and give me my own section…”

“Seafood, buns, cheese, and beer. I wonder if there is a drunken shrimp burger recipe. That would be a good combination of all of those things..” He debated very seriously licking his tongue. Why the fuck not? He licked Cheshire’s tongue. “Don’t stick things out you don’t want licked..”

“Not even all the blushing?” Cheshire teased. “Well...I’d be happy to practice magic with you, maybe I’d learn a few new tricks, right?” Their magics would be quite different, but even so, maybe it could help. “I’d like that.”

“Oh? And what else do you offer?” Seemed Cheshire was more comfortable flirting than interacting at a more personal level. He grinned. “Hmm...maybe I’m interested...just maybe.” Much more comfortable flirting than talking about himself.

“Student loans?” He sighed. “That’s about as painful as tax returns, maybe even a scarier. Kittens aren't’ scary, dragons at least have the awesome intimidation thing going, right?” He winked. “Oh...can’t have people knowing what I’m into, right? I can add a profile for you and I can guarantee my password will be next to impossible to guess...”

“...oh god that sounds amazing...” He blinked when his tongue was licked, his cheeks going slightly red. “Maybe I wanted it to be licked, hm?”

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Asher raised his brow. “What do you mean, that’s the first time you heard it? No one has ever said that to you before?” He looked genuinely shocked. “Surely SOMEONE said it? If they didn’t, everyone you’ve ever been entangled with has done you a disservice. You are definitely number one on my asses list. And I’m a connoisseur.” He shook his head. “I don’t think I could ever get sick of you dressing up for me specifically. It’s a little bit of an ego thing, but you put time and effort into looking good for me. We will definitely go on dates regularly.”

Asher laughed and shook his head. “I don’t think anything you shot of me would ever be terrible. I’m pretty sure you would make sure it was absolutely perfect.” Asher laughed some and murmured. “I’ve heard humans can get drunk off the fumes..” He smirked. “We could try that, but you’d have less fun than me, just sniffing your glass..”

Asher swallowed and nodded, trying to decide if this train of thought in his head should be followed or derailed. He supposed it would be better if he took him to dinner first, otherwise there’d be a joke forevermore. He smirked and murmured. He put the flowers in the vase and arranged them a bit. “I’m glad you like them. It was those or lilies. But for a first date? Go big or go home.” He offered his arm. “Come on. Let’s go before I can’t contain myself anymore.”

“Maybe I’ve heard ‘nice ass’ or stuff like that, but never the best. Just that it was nice.” He hummed. “Oooooh, I’m really flattered if you’re a connoisseur and mine is still the best.“ He grinned. “Well, I’d happily keep dressing up, its more fun if you get to dress up for someone.” At least that’s what he thought. Sometimes it felt more natural to dress up like a lady, but it did take a lot more effort...so he sometimes just didn’t put that effort in.

He grinned. “If I film you really well, do I get to film you again and again?” Maybe he was pushing his luck a little, but he wanted video of the dragon. He was very cute. “Hm...instead of pouring me a glass, why not just let me sniff your glass, unless you plan on drinking both glasses...”

“They really are beautiful...” He leaned in and sniffed them, smiling at the aroma. Very nice. They were lovely and the apartment would smell amazing for a few days. “You’re certainly going big...” He held onto Asher’s arm. “Yes, lets go get dinner, I’m starving.” They just had to make it out the door, that’s all. Maybe the apartment building...

Yeah, then they’d be sure to get to dinner.

“Well, there is something to that, but also a little help wouldn’t be terrible. I might not be able to find someone with your specific abilities, but someone will be able to help.” He shifted his weight and considered his long list of people he knew. There had to be someone. “Nothing ever really does.” He wondered if any of Cheshire’s family had powers or was he a fluke? It was something to consider. “How old are you? You make yourself sound like you’re sixteen..”

Asher smirked and ran his fingers under Cheshire’s chin. “That’s good… that’s good. I have a question, though. Did it hurt?” Asher murmured. “You know.. when you fell from Heaven right onto my dick?”

Asher defintely searched tax returns and only got kittens. He made a face, but the dragon pictures. That was interesting. He looked at them then Cheshire. “What’s with the dragon pictures? We deserve our own folder!” He laughed some and shook his head, actually going to look up recipes.

“Broccoli isn’t something I cook with unless its specifically Americanized Chinese, but that’s only when I feel like junk food..” He looked up at Cheshire. “Anything you do particularly like?”

#asherisyourgod #verse: snark and sex #//I'm going with empowered people having longer lifespans #//because I don't want a sad dragon when he realizes Cheshire won't live near as long as he will #XD

“Well, I’m really grateful that you’re willing to find someone to help me...” He smiled a little. “I’m 25. Not that young, not that old. Still in that awkward stage where some skills are a little much.”

While he did blush, he managed to not melt into a puddle. He started laughing, though. “A little, but a good sort of pain.” Oh why was he doing this, he didn’t get close to people. Getting close to people meant that they could leave and hurt him, or worse, the other could get hurt and die. He shook away those feelings though.

“I like dragons too.” He huffed. “I was trying to think of a clever folder title. Sorry that ‘tax returns’ isn’t as interesting as you thought it would be.” The actual porn stash was much more hidden. “Can’t exactly leave a porn stash somewhere so accessible, right?”

“seafood. I love seafood.” He stretched a little. “And I am a sucker for completely unhealthy American food...” He poked his tongue out at the other. “You know, on a bun, with cheese, and doused in beer.” He was being playful.

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Asher blinks. He wasn’t going to get punched for groping? Best date ever. He was getting more and more thrilled about this. “If you’re sure you won’t punch me, I will consider it open season.” He looked at Cheshire’s ass and considered it. “Yep. Nicest ass ever.” He murmured. “If you want, we’ll make it a weekly thing.”

Asher laughed. “Flattering angles? Have you seen me? I’m pretty sure every angle is flattering. Even the double chin angle..” He made the double chin face. He raised a brow and laughed softly. “I’ll make sure to bring some by at some point. Please make sure you don’t drink it though. I like you alive.. and not blind.”

Asher laughed and rubbed the back of his head. “Thanks.. you look..” He gave him an up down. He swallowed and took a deep breath. They needed to eat. They couldn’t stay here and eat each other. That’s not proper adulting. He murmured. “We need to find a vase for these..” He turned his head and captured Cheshire’s lips. He won’t drop the flowers. He won’t drop the flowers. This is not really working well. “C-come on.. before I get other ideas..”

Cheshire grinned wider. “Nicest ass ever, huh? First I’ve heard that...” He couldn’t help but be flattered by that. And he didn’t want to admit that flattery would get the other everywhere. “You wouldn’t get bored?” He was hopeful. He liked dressing pretty. He just didn’t want Asher to get bored of it.

“You’re right, every angle is flattering, but you said you have veto power...so I want to make sure you look extra good. Can’t have you vetoing my video, right?” He grinned. He nodded. “I won’t drink your dragon wine...I kinda want to be able to see. It would make art and graphic design really hard if I couldn’t see.” Not impossible. Just really hard.

Cheshire’s cheeks colored a little at the look. He kissed back gently. “I have a vase if you can carry them...” He considered climbing the counter to get the vase, but why do that when he could levitate things. Plus, he didn’t want to tease the other. Yet. Soon enough, a vase was settling down on the counter and he was filling it with water. “Then we’ll go eat...” Hopefully they’d make it to food.

“I wonder if I know of anyone that might be able to help you. I don’t know, but I can look around, if you want me to..” He wanted to help Cheshire as much as he could. He didn’t know why he felt so close to him so soon. It really wasn’t like him, but he’d roll with it for now. He just had to remember to keep those walls up. He wouldn’t let himself get hurt, but the other was.. so endearing..

Asher grinned. “Is that so?” Asher leaned close to Cheshire and waggled his eyebrows. “How you doin’?” It wasn’t an honest attempt, but he was definitely curious as to what the other’s reaction might be. He could very easily play such a terrible line off as him being funny.

Asher made grabby hands at the laptop. He now had to search tax returns. He wanted to find Cheshire’s porn stash. It would be good to get an idea of what the other liked. It would help him prepare for later. He stopped himself. If it got to that. Damn it, Asher. Quit being weird.

“So no food allergies? Anything you don’t care for? Like I know I’m not a fan of raw onions.”

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“If you want, I figure I just need to get a little older and stronger...” More finesse, less young empowered person playing with fancy tricks. “But I wouldn’t mind help...the skills don’t exactly come with a guide book...” He’d really have to find a way to pay Asher back for all of this help...helping him with his skills, cooking food...

Cheshire’s face morphed into a silly grin as he held back laughter. “Doin’ well, handsome.” He couldn’t keep a straight face, though. Not with such a cheesy line. Still, he wasn’t blushing and melting into a puddle.

He handed off the laptop. “Lemme guess, you’re going to search tax returns?” He chuckled. Not like Asher was going to find anything but adorable pictures of kittens. So he liked kittens. Manly men like him could like kittens. There might be a stray dragon picture or two in there...he supposed that could be funny...

“No food allergies. I’m not big on raw onions either...or broccoli.” He made a face. “But I’m up for trying things if you cook them. I probably just cook things poorly and that’s why I don’t like them.”

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“All because of a skirt.” He grinned. “It’s really hot. I’m not going to even pretend it isn’t. I’d rather warn you about my random hand up the back of the skirt to ass touch rather than you punch me because you weren’t expecting it. Asher smiled a bit at him. “We’ll have a lot of fun. I promise..”

Asher knew what he had to do. He’d have to spend some gold to do it, but Cheshire’s smile was worth it. He murmured. “You should. I’ve got a really really good idea and I will definitely work on it..” He smirked and tapped Cheshire’s nose. He laughed at Cheshire. “What are you thinking so hard about?”

Asher came back a few minutes later and knocked on the door like a proper date. He had a dozen red roses and he was.. well. Asher looked good before but he made sure he looked extra hot tonight. “I’m here to pick up my da-aaate~” He looked over himself to make sure he looked proper and quietly fretted, wondering if this would be good enough for Cheshire.

He hoped.

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“Well, I appreciate the warning...” He grinned. “I’m not going to punch you for that...its a nice butt, yeah?” He grinned. “I’m looking forward to it, I don’t get to look pretty very often.”

“I’ll make sure to record you from flattering angles.” He hummed. He grinned a little more widely. “Just that you’d be cute when you’re all kitteny.” Cheshire really like cuddles, the were warm and lovely...and you got to be close to someone.

Cheshire answered the door, smiling brightly when he saw the roses. The flowers only held his attention for a fraction of a second. “...you look amazing.” He shifted in his skirt, giving an almost shy smile. He hoped what he was wearing was good enough for their date. “and the flowers are beautiful.” He leaned in to kiss his cheek gently. “Thank you so much...”

Asher listened to him and considered everything. “Do you know why you get headaches and stuff like that?” He nodded and blinked. “That’s really cool.. actually. I know invisibility spells, but to bend light? That’s amazing. I can call you Physics Man~”

Asher smirked and elbowed him gently. “If you keep getting embarrassed by a little praise, you might not survive me, Chesh. What happens when I start hitting on you?”

Asher grins and winks. “I can’t tell you. I have to extract the information at the right time and make sure that you never realize what you’ve done until it’s too late..” Asher laughed and murmured. “You’re so good to me. Of course you have primary custody..” For now.

“All right. Sounds good. Once you’re done eating..” He murmured and stretched. “I suppose I can’t make only Chinese.. I’ll have to pull some recipes.. do you have a laptop? Also are you allergic to anything?”

“Not really, probably just straining too much. Too young to be using fancy powers.” He hummed, shrugging slightly. “have to wait for the rest of me to catch up to my abilities, I guess.” He tilted his head. “Hm...physics man...I suppose.”

“I don’t get a lot of praise...” He smiled and nudged back against him. “Hm, likely rival a tomato and melt into a puddle.” He shrugged. “Or I start flirting back, who knows. It’s a mystery.”

“Hm...I’ll have to be extra careful then, huh?” He teased. “Can’t have you getting embarrassing information about me. Like that folder on my computer labeled ‘tax returns’ not having anything resembling ‘tax returns’ in it.” He chuckled. “I’ll let you borrow them, you have visitation rights.”

He ate a little more, smiling to himself. “I do have a laptop.” More than one, a work one and one for at home use. He grabbed the at home one and turned it on. “No food allergies that I know of...”