#[ But only one of them is aggressively topped and it ain't Shuuji 😂 ];

[kodapi]

"Is that my shirt?" // ( Fluffy Starters ) from Aymeric. ;) Yes, he likes what he sees.

     [ Words of Warmth || Speaking Sweetly » Accepting ]

     ‹ A lazy morning, a sore body; it was obvious what had happened the night before, though it seemed that Shuuji had been the first to stir. A rumbling hum escaped his chest as he adjusted in Aymeric's arms, lips pressed gently upon the Elezen's forehead idly to adorn him with a little more affection — a gesture he did so often as to become second nature. It was so effortless to melt into his starlight's arms, one of the only things that could ever slow the Warrior of Light down to a standstill in but the blink of an eye. ›

     ‹ As comfortable as he had been however, he knew he would need to get up sooner or later; the day would not be tackled from bed after all, never mind needed sustenance in due time. Such preparation didn't have to be swift though, he knew, and thus figured his first step could be just locating something to wear so as to cover his then-nude body. A sleepy gaze only needed to be half-heartedly cast across the room before he pieced together that their clothing had been haphazardly strewn about, a roadblock for a lazy man who wanted to simply take this morning a little more relaxed than usual. For a mercy however his lower undergarments were right there at the foot of the bed — and so too was the Lord Commander's shirt. ›

     ‹ A satisfied grunt left Shuuji's lips as he carefully peeled himself from beneath Aymeric's arms, one hand lurched across the bed languidly to claim the shirt, and again for the smallclothes. In that order they were donned, though an Elezen man's shirt on a Midlander's body came to be more akin to a short dress than a simple top. Now decent enough to remove his covers, Shuuji found steady footing and pulled himself to a standing position so he could saunter towards a vanity and begin smoothing his hair down. Admittedly he had gotten a little lost in the post-slumber self grooming, only pulled out of his focus by the sound of Aymeric's voice — then to turn and perceive the gaze settled upon Shuuji's body made the Midlander chuckle softly, a hand rest upon his chest now. ›

    ❝ Would you like it back? ❞ ‹ he teased gently, a bundle of the fabric gathered up to rest below his nose for a moment; a deep inhale followed after, shameless in letting his starlight see his indulgence in the other's scent. › ❝ If you do, you'll have to take it off of me. I quite enjoy being wrapped up in your scent, your warmth... ❞

     ‹ It may have been a lazy morning, but no one said it couldn't be a sly one as well. To see his darling Aymeric all afluster would certainly be quite the note to begin his day on. ›