Sadde is home; it's a Friday evening, his shift is over, and there's no school. He's reading a book, lying on his bed in his small-but-tidy apartment.
He is also quite naked, because it's his place and why not?
He grins. "I am quite certain I won't, I'm dead tired. And I would not object to your sleeping here, but I understand if the not-needing-eight-hours thing or the this-is-our-second-date thing or other unmentioned things are dealbreakers. I did buy a queen-sized air mattress the other day, though, so if your only objections are getting carried away and sleeping space..."
"I could sleep here," he says. "I mean, assuming you don't mind if I get up in the middle of the night and leave."
"I don't, as I'll be by assumption asleep and not in any state to object," he laughs. "Falling asleep with you is likely one of the better ways of falling asleep."
So Sadde finds the uninflated inflatable mattress in his closet and conjures a thing to inflate it and the thing inflates it and now it is inflated. He grabs his pillow, grabs another for Ashras, flops down onto the mattress, bouncing a little (because: inflatable mattress), and then pats the space in front of himself.
A curled-up Ashras is pretty damn small.
(For a brief moment when the light catches them just right, his eyes flash a shimmering green instead of their normal pale silvery grey.)
"...that was creepy. The eye thing. Also cute. Also hot." Pause. "I have not revised my estimate of how likely I am to get carried away tonight, but still." Snuggle!
"...on the one hand I'm dead on my fee—butt. On the other, I am very much the stereotypical teenage boy."
Kisses seem like a good place to start. And Ashras has noticed Sadde is fond of his fangs.
Right, this probably won't work, but Ashras can at least try sitting on top of Sadde and pinning him down. He is small and light, but pretty strong. It might at least get Sadde to sit still enough that Ashras can kiss him some more without worrying about accidentally hurting him.
Sadde... kinda disagrees with Ashras' assessment on how well sharpness and bounciness combine. Accidentally getting hurt is part of the thrill, kinda. Not that being kinda-pinned down by Ashras isn't thrilling on its own. Sadde looks up at him with a tired grin.
Ashras grins and kisses him again. (They're going to save the world.) He's willing to get very nibbly when he doesn't expect it to end in someone bleeding.
And, hmm, kisses can be applied to varying locations, can't they? Like the jaw, or the side of the neck... Ashras is in an experimental mood. He would like to find out what effects he can have on Sadde.
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The effects are: noises, shudders, squirming (especially if he's still pinned down), and some interest.