domesticity

[duke_of_illusions]

Al had stayed over last night... and hasn't quite left this morning, either. The day is stretching on, and Barma is still beautifully comfortable, now immersed in a book, as his fingers trail through Al's hair.

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[al_truism]

"Just feels."

It's not very coherent, but he's breathing properly.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I know. Now keep breathing."

Laughing softly.

[al_truism]

The more he does it, the more Al relaxes... and the more his mind unravels itself, leaving only feeling behind.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"Oh, you're too pretty."

He complains, just quietly.

[al_truism]

He makes another sound for him, unsteady in the sitting position.

"Lay down...? Or hang onto you..."

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"Yes, pet."

Picking him up, gently, moving him towards the bed.

[al_truism]

Al manages to hold on, coming back to himself a little bit. He'd expect to be on edge, but it's comfortable.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

He deliberately gives him that moment to breathe, kissing his cheek, stroking his hair, settling him down.

[al_truism]

Al shuts his eyes and relaxes against him, loving him for knowing that he needs this.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"Hello there."

He smiles at him.

"You look nice like this."

[al_truism]

That earns him a smile, though he can't quite respond.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

Barma thinks about it, and decides to opt not to continue. Al needs a little more moderation in his life. So he kisses the top of his head, and hums in pleasure.

[al_truism]

It aches comfortably, deep down, knowing that he's loved. It takes him some time for his coherent thoughts to come back, but they slowly do.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

Barma nibbles on his ear.

"I'll have to find a more acceptable controlling grip for you."

[al_truism]

Al shivers and makes a sound, relaxing with a smile.

"Hm...?"

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"I love dragging a submissive around by the neck."

He admits.

"But I need something I can do without tumbling you off into dream land."

[al_truism]

"You can if you're careful," Al murmurs. "A touch like that won't hurt me- and it has to do a lot with what you happen to be feeling at the time."

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"We'll experiment, then."

He promises.

[al_truism]

"Please." Al nods.

"If you're doing it out of urgency or control I'll respond to that. If it's out of love and caring I'll relax into it, and if you do it while you're wanting me, it's..." he searches for a word.

"I've come like that before."

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"Oh?"

His expression changes, and he's watching him a little more closely now.

[al_truism]

"It's very intense," he murmurs, with a smile.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"Hm."

Smiling.

"Tomorrow, let's try the crop."

[al_truism]

Al's eyes widen a bit. Excitement, anticipation.

[info-barma.livejournal.com]

"I want you to eat well, tonight and tomorrow morning, drink plenty of water, and get a good night's sleep in your own bed."

Firm.

"Don't play with anyone between now and then."

[al_truism]

The smiles calms, anticipating. He likes the orders that go beyond the here and now. It deepens the feelings.

"Yes, sir."