*comes near his bed after spending most of his night wandering in town*....*sits on the bed, watching Desmond sleep*

*reaches forwards, wrapping his arms lazily around 16's waist and pressing his face into his back*

Welcome back

Oh...*smiles and his hand comes up to play with Desmond's hair* You weren't sleeping?

Nah, not really. *pulls at 16, trying to make him lie down with him*

*complies, his hand still playing with Desmond's hair on the back of his neck* You should try to get some sleep while you can..

While I can...? *cradling 16 gently in his arms*

*nuzzles Desmond's collarbone* Before the Animus is put back. *he knows he sounded a little bit harsh, so he kisses Desmond's collarbone as

an excuse*

A-ah....but....if I sleep it's less time with you. *enjoys the kisses and nibbles on 16's ear*

*chuckles and let out a sigh* But if I am /here/ with you, when you sleep, you won't lose that time.

*looks at 16 and pouts* Stop making logic and start maing kisses~ *kisses 16 gently*

And you're right, we wont lose time that way~

*chuckles* Alright, alright. *he kisses back, the hand that was playing with his hair goes down, down until it plays with the hem of

his shirt* I know, I like my flawless logic too~ *wriggles eyebrows*

*chuckles, sliding one arm under 16's figure and the other arm up, resting his hand on the back of 16's head* I know~ I like it too~

*attempting to tangle their legs together*

(( img.photobucket.com/albu... ))

((POP ROCKS. INCOMIIING))

(( LOL ))

*lets Desmond doing so, tugging at his shirt* Well, if we sleep together, amore mio, I'd rather /this/ comes off~ *he kisses Desmond quickly

before moving to take it off*

*moves his arms around, helping to remove the pajama shirt* Pants too or are you good~? *kisses between 16's eyes*

*chuckles* Rather have them off too. *he throws the pajama shirt somewhere, not caring about where it lands at all, and his hands go down to

take off Desmond's pants. He busies himself kissing Desmond though, now that the shirt isn't in the way anymore*

*kicking his pajama pants off, trying not to break the kiss between him and 16, as the pants fall to the floor he tightens his grip on his

boyfriend, tugging him closer, deepening the kiss*

*his hands freely roams on Desmond's body, exploring, touching, /caressing/. Anything as long as his fingertips don't leave his skin. He

breaks the kiss, panting* D-desmond. Tell me you want it...*he nips at his neck and goes down to his chest*

(REMEMBER THAT TIME WHERE DESMOND TOPPED?)

(YEAH, ME EITHER)

(SKLJQKJS )

I-ah...I do want it Sixteen! *cradling 16 close to his body, quite turned on by his boyfriend's sudden rashness*

(( HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ))

(8DDD)

*he smirks a little but hides it as he keeps nipping, kissing and licking at Desmond's skin. He brings one hand to rub on his nipple with

his thumb, while his kisses goes further down*

((AND BLUEBALL SYNDROME: 16'S TURN ))

((+S >__>)

*not sure how to react to 16, so he stays stll*