. . . . the wynn residence is not accepting calls at this time—

sometimes, you just play with it.

+ they've got a loootta stuff we could do now that the holidays are soon.” something that clearly excited him.

+ day off.” his grin spreads when chase's touch spans over his ass— it's natural resting place when they were wound together in bed. though it feels more comforting. “mhhhm,” nodding. “still juggling if we should do an actual dinner. +

“who's buzzed his last bloody . . buzz until christmas,” he snorts just before their lips connect, savoring it a moment longer with a hand to chase's stubbled cheek. “speaking of, you'll come home to me decking halls a little more each +

bulked just a bit. :D

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+ . . . so !” with a small spike on energy, bringing himself closer to cling to chase's clothed form. “how was your day, darling?” slow inhale. “you smell like outside.”

+ from sleepiness, partly being bashful. even after all this time together, receiving such high praise astounds him— evident by the light blush when he peeks up again. “buuut i promised a date this weekend and i'm making good on it. +

and like park always would, he'd brush it off with a head shake, finding chase's hand with his own to press a kiss to it. “no no— i totally overdid it with overtime this week.” smushing his face against their joined hands. partly +

+ again, didn't i ?” dozing while naked. not his first offense.

lucky for chase, he's become much more sensitive to touch when asleep. . . and he only crashed five minutes ago after a shower. but his shaggy head rises, narrow eyed and dazed until he can make out chase's face. and a chuckle. “did it +

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trying “new things” means totally risking jock itch from how **tight these cursed things are.

niiice try. thanksgiving was yesterday !

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yeah— hahah. next time, don't copy my drink if you don't want it sullied by my english hands.

could he maybe . . point it to the ground while he does this ? ( 😳 )

as are you, big guy. :D