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NAME: Charlie Maxwell
BIRTHDAY: June 21st FAV CAKE FLAVOR: Strawberry WHAT THEY WANT MOST FOR THEIR BIRTHDAY: To go dancing! Someone sweep me off my feet already! |
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Staying in... sounds good to me.
[ More time with Charlie. More time with Charlie alone. It's all very good to Nanami and so he's going to kiss Charlie, long and lingering. For all his threat of mauling Charlie, he's still being very gentle in his touches and kisses. He just likes the man too much, he wants to do everything with him but more than that he wants to be tender with him.
Nanami doesn't get a lot of tenderness in his life. Back home, things are... brutal, his work is hard, he spends more days covered in blood than not. Ever since coming to the hotel, life has given him gentleness than he didn't think was something he could have. In the form of friendships. In the form of romance. He can carry a lot for Yuji and Megumi but he still has his own needs and he's allowing himself to chase after them for once.
Which is why when the kiss breaks and Nanami is just nuzzling against Charlie, his hands move to hold Charlie more securely around the thighs and waist. Then in one swift movement, and a showcase of Nanami's strength, he gets up from the couch and lifts Charlie as he does so, keeping hold on him securely. ]
Let's move this somewhere else.
[ Yes, indeed, he is moving them to the bedroom. ]
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Tonight, though, they are definitely tumbling into bed together. Charlie grins and claims Nanami’s lips one more time before he slips out of his lap. Catching him by the wrist, they head for the bedroom — though it’s frankly something of a miracle if they get there without stopping to kiss each other breathless first.
From there, it’s so, so easy to get lost in one another. To shed layers of clothes and distress both until there’s just the two of them tangled together in the sheets. When it’s over, and the both of them are quite sated (and Charlie has presumably magicked in a towel or something to take care of any mess), Charlie half drapes himself over Nanami, head resting on his chest, the tattoo of his heartbeat in his ear. He heaves a contented sigh. ]
I could really get used to this. Being yours.