Snake (mxm) (Rever series 3)

Snake 16

To his surprise, Fen didn't head straight for his bed. Instead, the guy stopped beside a dresser and pulled out a pair of dark green and blue checkered pajama pants. Before he could even try to put them on, however, Pyre yanked them out of his hand.

He got another unamused look from over Fen's shoulder, but the guy didn't say anything as he got out another pair of pants. Those, too, were stolen before they could be dawned. Fen, somehow, still didn't seem deterred, because he continued to empty his dresser until Pyre could barely see over the massive stack of clothing in his arms. He noticed a tiny bit of movement over the top of the mountain of stuff he was carrying and saw Fen settle one pair of socks neatly on top of the whole stack with an amused grin.

You...

"And you," Fen said before walking over to the far side of the bed and picking up a pair of black pajama pants that had been sitting on the nightstand.

Wait. What are those doing over there?

Fen shrugged one shoulder and pulled the garment on before dropping down to sit on the edge of the bed. Pyre wanted to start grumbling at him, but he could already see the guy beginning to shiver so he bit his tongue and dropped the armful of clothing he held, then scurried up onto the thick blankets.

It took him no time at all to crawl over to his target, then wrap him in a tight hug from behind.

"Fen..." he whispered as his nose nudged the man's ear.

"Mm?" Fen replied nonchalantly.

Pyre wanted to stick his tongue on and lick at the ear right in front of him, as well as nip and tug on it, but he knew that he'd be pushing his luck. Fen was extremely chill as far as certain situations went, but there was always a limit to that. Especially if you really didn't know each other that well, or for that long.

What do I even say to him?

He didn't feel right asking him for sex right after having heard his thought earlier. Not even as a joke.

We could die together, you know, he thought reflexively.

It wouldn't be so bad if he had someone with him when he did it. Not that he wanted Fen to die, but that wasn't his decision to make.

"I know quite a few ways that would end it all pretty quickly, without too much pain," he said out loud with his chin resting against Fen's shoulder.

The other man waited a few moments before responding as he lifted one hand up to grab Pyre's right arm.

"I'm really enjoying this deep conversation, but someone's hand is going pretty deep into my shirt right now, too."

Caught me.

Not that he'd been trying to hide the fact that he'd been feeling up Fen's pecs as he talked. His hands had a mind of their own... especially around such a hot piece of deliciousness.

"Deliciousness, huh?" Fen mused as he tilted his head to the side enough to give Pyre a look.

Got it, got it.

He released the guy and flopped down onto the bed with a dramatic sigh. It was too early to actually sleep, but he was clearly not going to get very far with the guy right then.

"Do I at least get cuddling privileges now?" he asked as Fen got himself tucked comfortably beneath the three heavy blankets before resting his head on the fluffiest looking pillow Pyre had ever seen.

The guy seemed to consider his words carefully before replying.

"If you put on some pants."

Pyre let out a loud, distraught groan as he rolled to the right, then back to the left, leaving him facing Fen.