[Child-like can be a good way to describe him, especially in a situation like this one. And especially because he feels way too satisfied when he sees Agreas pick up their kitten and move it over to make room for him. Even Elijah knows, abstractly, that it's ridiculous to be jealous over a cat...but he also doesn't care. He's always been the type to indulge in his petty jealousy and possessiveness anyway, which should be obvious enough.
But he at least has the decency to keep that much to himself right now- happy to settle down against Agreas and feel the other play gently with his hair.
He closes his eyes for a few moments- soaking in the warmth of the other body underneath him, and the softness of the movement against his head. For once, he hadn't actually been aiming for an end result like this...not that he's opposed to it, in any way. It feels nice too- enough to take those moments to appreciate it, before tilting his head and opening his eyes again.
There's a hint of the usual smugness on his face from that last statement. It's something that can be a little more subdued at times, but it'll never go away completely. That's just too much of an essential part of Elijah anyway.]
I do know. But I don't mind being reminded...Unless. This is your way of asking?
[It doesn't matter if it was supposed to be or not, it still ends with Elijah moving over to give the other another round of softer...and yes, sweeter kisses. Even Agreas's small hints of teasing can't veer him off from that course.
This isn't something he'd ever pictured when he'd first taken the other into his home, it's true. He'd never imagined kisses like these...ones that are simply gestures of affection. Kisses that aren't completely one-sided...that aren't full of lust. He's simply giving them to Agreas because he wants to kiss him, without any ulterior motive.
It's surprising just how content he feels with this too...and that he feels like he could get comfortable enough to fall asleep laying on the other like this. He rests his hand on Agreas's neck- his fingers gently curling around behind it, and rubbing small circles against it. But even then, there's not a trace of anything other than a surprising amount of tenderness.]
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But he at least has the decency to keep that much to himself right now- happy to settle down against Agreas and feel the other play gently with his hair.
He closes his eyes for a few moments- soaking in the warmth of the other body underneath him, and the softness of the movement against his head. For once, he hadn't actually been aiming for an end result like this...not that he's opposed to it, in any way. It feels nice too- enough to take those moments to appreciate it, before tilting his head and opening his eyes again.
There's a hint of the usual smugness on his face from that last statement. It's something that can be a little more subdued at times, but it'll never go away completely. That's just too much of an essential part of Elijah anyway.]
I do know. But I don't mind being reminded...Unless. This is your way of asking?
[It doesn't matter if it was supposed to be or not, it still ends with Elijah moving over to give the other another round of softer...and yes, sweeter kisses. Even Agreas's small hints of teasing can't veer him off from that course.
This isn't something he'd ever pictured when he'd first taken the other into his home, it's true. He'd never imagined kisses like these...ones that are simply gestures of affection. Kisses that aren't completely one-sided...that aren't full of lust. He's simply giving them to Agreas because he wants to kiss him, without any ulterior motive.
It's surprising just how content he feels with this too...and that he feels like he could get comfortable enough to fall asleep laying on the other like this. He rests his hand on Agreas's neck- his fingers gently curling around behind it, and rubbing small circles against it. But even then, there's not a trace of anything other than a surprising amount of tenderness.]