Down With the Bloody Big Head

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"Kiss me" - Bayard

6. Cheeks

He sighed with a smile. “Okay.” He planted quick little pecks to the hound dog’s cheeks.

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Tarrant hips’ swayed a little in Bayard’s grip. His kiss became a happy grin. “What can we do? We love our tea and our tea parties. It’s basically tap water at this point.” He pressed more playful kisses to the hound dog’s cheek.

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“I’d prefer tea and I can’t get enough of the best tea maker in both worlds.” Bayard laid his forehead against the hatter’s shoulder.

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“I didn’t think I’d end up here…God, please tell me I’ve slipped into some sort of insanity,” Fionna muttered, bringing her fingertips to her temple and gazing at her unfamiliar surroundings in front of her. The fluorescent flowers and alien like garbles of creatures she had never seen before were of course messing with her judgement anyway on what was real and what was a fever dream. 

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“Anyone here is at least a little insane miss, but you’ve just come to Underland my dear.” Bayard assured the girl he had come across at one of the portals into this world. Since the end of the war between red and white, one of Bayard’s job was to great people at the entrance so they could keep any unwelcome visitors. “I am Bayard Hamar. What’s your name miss?”

[hatterofsass]

"Kiss me" - Bayard

6. Cheeks

He sighed with a smile. “Okay.” He planted quick little pecks to the hound dog’s cheeks.

@trackxhound

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“Puppy!” The hatter looked playfully offended. “I could never love tea as much as I love you. C’mere.” He placed a giggly kiss to Bayard’s soft lips, fluttering his eyes shut and setting his tea aside.

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The hound dog chuckled against the other man’s lips, his big hands finding their way to the hatter’s hips. “You and your tea. Such an obsession in this household.” 

[hatterofsass]

"Kiss me" - Bayard

6. Cheeks

He sighed with a smile. “Okay.” He planted quick little pecks to the hound dog’s cheeks.

@trackxhound

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“Alright, now you may have your tea.” Bayard brought the mug down, having been holding it just outside of Tarrant’s reach until the hatter gave him a kiss. With a bit of a chuckle, Bayard took his now free hand and put it on Tarrant’s hip to pull him closer as he himself leaned his back against the counter.

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Tarrant brought the now tepid cup of tea to his lips, almost as to block Bayard from kissing his grinning lips. He did make sure to lean on the hound dog a little bit, faces tantalizingly close together. “Thank you, mister.”

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“You’re welcome.” Bayard set his cup to the side, now almost done with his own tea. “I know how much you love your tea. I wouldn’t be surprised if you love tea more then you love me.” He joked.

[hatterofsass]

"Kiss me" - Bayard

6. Cheeks

He sighed with a smile. “Okay.” He planted quick little pecks to the hound dog’s cheeks.

@trackxhound

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“Alright, now you may have your tea.” Bayard brought the mug down, having been holding it just outside of Tarrant’s reach until the hatter gave him a kiss. With a bit of a chuckle, Bayard took his now free hand and put it on Tarrant’s hip to pull him closer as he himself leaned his back against the counter.

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Bayard woke with a start, sweating bullets. He hadn't even known exactly what had woken him beyond the dream until he realize he had been yelling. All he could hope for was that he hadn't woken up his sleeping boyfriend next to him.

Tarrant heard Bayard, and felt the shifting weight in bed. He looked up to see his pup, trembling and frightened, he fully started awake, holding him close to his chest. “Oh my god, what’s wrong? What happened?”

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“I don’t want to risk losing you either.” He held him tighter, nuzzling into his neck. “You are just far too important for me to let go.” With another sigh, he kissed Bayard a few more times. “You want to try and go to sleep now?” He asked curiously and softly.

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Bayard nodded, letting the kisses wash over him. "I'll try." He responded though he felt as though it would be a while before he could actually fall fully asleep. "I love you." He whispered.

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Bayard woke with a start, sweating bullets. He hadn't even known exactly what had woken him beyond the dream until he realize he had been yelling. All he could hope for was that he hadn't woken up his sleeping boyfriend next to him.

Tarrant heard Bayard, and felt the shifting weight in bed. He looked up to see his pup, trembling and frightened, he fully started awake, holding him close to his chest. “Oh my god, what’s wrong? What happened?”

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“I’m sorry.” Bayard tried to bite back his tears, ones that didn’t come that often. “I had a terrible dream. One where my pups and late wife were still captured. To add to it you were taken as well and were being tortured. All of you were being beaten so horribly.” The tears started to come heavier now.

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He had his hound dog wrapped tightly in his arms. “I’m so sorry…” He nuzzled him and kissed him and cuddled him; anything to try and get him to calm down the least bit. “But I’m safe, and they’re safe. That’s all that matters. Try and go back to sleep. Please? For me?” He kissed Bayard a few more times.

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It wasn’t often that Bayard cried this hard, but with a dream like he had he couldn’t keep himself from crying as he clung to Tarrant. There was no way he could sleep right now. “I can’t right now. You sleep.” Though having the hatter cuddling him made him feel so much better.

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“No, I can’t. Not until I know you’re fine.” He laid down, pulling Bayard on top of him, kissing away his tears, petting his hair. He held his arm around his lover’s waist. “I love you, Bayard. Try and calm down. It was just a dream.”

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Bayard adjusted into the new position. It was such a comfort to be holding onto a very live hatter. "I love you so much. I can't loose you." Bayard shoved his face into Tarrant's neck as he attempted to not panic any longer.

[hatterofsass]

Bayard woke with a start, sweating bullets. He hadn't even known exactly what had woken him beyond the dream until he realize he had been yelling. All he could hope for was that he hadn't woken up his sleeping boyfriend next to him.

Tarrant heard Bayard, and felt the shifting weight in bed. He looked up to see his pup, trembling and frightened, he fully started awake, holding him close to his chest. “Oh my god, what’s wrong? What happened?”

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“I’m sorry.” Bayard tried to bite back his tears, ones that didn’t come that often. “I had a terrible dream. One where my pups and late wife were still captured. To add to it you were taken as well and were being tortured. All of you were being beaten so horribly.” The tears started to come heavier now.

[hatterofsass]

He had his hound dog wrapped tightly in his arms. “I’m so sorry…” He nuzzled him and kissed him and cuddled him; anything to try and get him to calm down the least bit. “But I’m safe, and they’re safe. That’s all that matters. Try and go back to sleep. Please? For me?” He kissed Bayard a few more times.

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It wasn't often that Bayard cried this hard, but with a dream like he had he couldn't keep himself from crying as he clung to Tarrant. There was no way he could sleep right now. "I can't right now. You sleep." Though having the hatter cuddling him made him feel so much better.

[hatterofsass]

Bayard woke with a start, sweating bullets. He hadn't even known exactly what had woken him beyond the dream until he realize he had been yelling. All he could hope for was that he hadn't woken up his sleeping boyfriend next to him.

Tarrant heard Bayard, and felt the shifting weight in bed. He looked up to see his pup, trembling and frightened, he fully started awake, holding him close to his chest. “Oh my god, what’s wrong? What happened?”

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"I'm sorry." Bayard tried to bite back his tears, ones that didn't come that often. "I had a terrible dream. One where my pups and late wife were still captured. To add to it you were taken as well and were being tortured. All of you were being beaten so horribly." The tears started to come heavier now.

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Bayard happily sighed, content in the conversation he was having and with the cuddling that was happening. Deep down, this felt right. Maybe people really could have two soul mates and Tarrant was one of his. He was glad he was able to connect with the hatter when he came to Upland since it lead to this. "Maybe a part of me has always loved you as well."

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This was why he loved the man cuddled up to him. As he spoke, Bayard closed his eyes, smiling as he breathed in everything about Tarrant. A smile appeared on his face as the hatter convinced him of everything. “You’re too good for me. What did I do to deserve you?”

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He smiled and kissed Bayard gently. “What did I do to deserve you?” He chuckled softly, shifting so he could sit on the hound’s lap. He loved everything about Bayard. The more he thought about it, the more he realized how much Bayard meant to him. He was filled with an amazing warmth, glowing with affection.

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Bayard chuckled a chuckle that matched Tarrant's, arms instantly wrapping tighter around the other man. After a deep breath, the hound dog kissed the hatter lighter. "I really do love you." He whispered, feeling the smallest bit more comfortable saying it.

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This was why he loved the man cuddled up to him. As he spoke, Bayard closed his eyes, smiling as he breathed in everything about Tarrant. A smile appeared on his face as the hatter convinced him of everything. "You're too good for me. What did I do to deserve you?"

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Bayard’s smile grew as the word boyfriend was said out loud by both of them. As the other man nuzzled against him, Bayard ran his fingers through Tarrant’s hair. “Then it’s settled.”

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Tarrant grinned, letting his eyes flutter closed, and a chuckle escape his lips. He snuggled into Bayard’s embrace, letting his warmth surround him. It was so new, but so comfortable. Like they had been in love for years. (It may have been true, but probably not.) “I love you,” He finally whispered out.

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"Love hu?" Though it surprised him a little, he liked the sound of it. It wasn't as if he didn't feel it either, but he was still a little cautious with those words. What if the hatter left him like his own wife had? "Thank you. I-I want to say it, but..." Bayard sighed. "I'm afraid."

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"You make me so hard." Bayard whispered, very close to Tare's ear as they enjoyed the concert they were at. He knew it was forward of him, but the way Tare was dancing made it difficult for the hound dog to focus on little else. Honestly, this was all so new to him considering he had only known life with his former wife, but somehow Tare made it a little easier. - trackxhound

Tarrant admitted it was forward. Extremely forward. He had never really realized how close he was to the hound dog. They were pretty close. Sure not as close as some, But still. He smiled. “Well…I try.” He chuckled, swinging his hips and rolling his body with the music.

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Gods was this so much better then the image he had in his mind. The sounds in his ear egged him on to go a little faster. This was the best sort of ecstasy and he couldn't have asked for a better partner. Within moments he felt warm stickiness between them which only made him even more turned on. Knowing he had gotten Tarrant off so quickly and feeling it happen brought him so close to the edge and after a few more thrusts the hound dog exploded with a loud groan of a moan. The moment he was done, Bayard collapsed, trying to catch his breath back.

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“Of course I want to be.” Bayard cracked a smile as he kissed the top of the hatter’s head. “I’d like to be able to call you my boyfriend dear hatter.” Hearing the other man say the words out loud confirmed what he had suspected this entire time. It brought on very good feelings.

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Tarrant blushed as he was kissed. It warmed him up to hear these calming words from his best friend, well, now his lover. He gently put a hand on Bayard’s chest, feeling his heart beat, and nuzzling into him. “I’d love to be called your boyfriend. I’d love to say you’re mine.”

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Bayard's smile grew as the word boyfriend was said out loud by both of them. As the other man nuzzled against him, Bayard ran his fingers through Tarrant's hair. "Then it's settled."

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It had been days since the hatter and the hound dog had gotten home from the concert, days since they had started having sex where they would end up staying the night on each other’s rooms. Even so they hadn’t defined their relationship. It was one night where they were cuddled up on the couch with the house all to themselves that Bayard just had to finally ask. “Tarrant? What exactly are we?” If he hadn’t asked then he might have burst. He wanted the hatter as his companion, his boyfriend. “Are we an item?”

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Tarrant admitted to himself his feelings for the hound dog, but Bayard seemed like a independent creature. He seemed to be doing well after his first wife’s passing. He didn’t want to push farther. Just cuddling was perfect. The question caught him off guard. “Hm?” It hit him the intent of the question. “Oh! Well…” He bit his lower lip. “Do…do you want to be? I mean…” He looked away from the hound dog. “I would like to be, but…it’s up to you.”

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"Of course I want to be." Bayard cracked a smile as he kissed the top of the hatter's head. "I'd like to be able to call you my boyfriend dear hatter." Hearing the other man say the words out loud confirmed what he had suspected this entire time. It brought on very good feelings.

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"You make me so hard." Bayard whispered, very close to Tare's ear as they enjoyed the concert they were at. He knew it was forward of him, but the way Tare was dancing made it difficult for the hound dog to focus on little else. Honestly, this was all so new to him considering he had only known life with his former wife, but somehow Tare made it a little easier. - trackxhound

Tarrant admitted it was forward. Extremely forward. He had never really realized how close he was to the hound dog. They were pretty close. Sure not as close as some, But still. He smiled. “Well…I try.” He chuckled, swinging his hips and rolling his body with the music.

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As his hips moved, Bayard moved so their chests were touching, his face shoved into the crook of Tarrant's neck. The longer he thrust into the other man, the heavier his breath became, his panting reminiscent of the fact that he was a hound dog. With his face where it was, Bayard started kissing and nipping at the exposed skin, grunting and moaning as the sound of skin hitting skin filled the car.