[One arm wraps around Adrian's back, while the other hooks behind his knees, and in a smooth swoop, he scoops Adrian up bridal-style and picks his way over to the bed. He'd wanted that specifically, he remembers from the fantasies they'd talked about earlier in the month. Being laid down, being touched. Being cherished.]
Actually, I have a confession to make. I washed my hair with the rose shampoo so you wouldn't smell the ones in here. Or if you did, you'd think it was just me.
[He grins faintly, laying Adrian down onto the mattress and settling him in the middle of the bed, his breath catching at the way his pale skin and blond hair set off the red of the rose petals.]
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[One arm wraps around Adrian's back, while the other hooks behind his knees, and in a smooth swoop, he scoops Adrian up bridal-style and picks his way over to the bed. He'd wanted that specifically, he remembers from the fantasies they'd talked about earlier in the month. Being laid down, being touched. Being cherished.]
Actually, I have a confession to make. I washed my hair with the rose shampoo so you wouldn't smell the ones in here. Or if you did, you'd think it was just me.
[He grins faintly, laying Adrian down onto the mattress and settling him in the middle of the bed, his breath catching at the way his pale skin and blond hair set off the red of the rose petals.]