Halo curled into the other, smiling softly, his eye shutting as he nuzzles into the others side.
The Bound (One on One) (Closed).
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Thatcher wrapped his arms around Halo, holding the angel close. “That was so good,” he murmured, tilting his head to press a kiss to Halo’s forehead gently.
Halo smiles softly, "That was incredible." He says quietly.
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“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” Thatcher said in a gentle tone. He reached up and tilted Halo’s head up a bit. He brought his lips to Halo’s, softly kissing the angel for a short moment.
I'm out of school//
Halo smiles softly as he lets the other kisses him, happily kissing back.
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(Alright, cool. I guess we can pause this then super quick and start up on the other thing. I’ll make the chat)
(Alrighty)
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(Alright, for some reason your user isn’t working, so it is not letting me create the thing. Do you want to try with mine?)
All taken care of//
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Thatcher had gotten up early the next morning. He had been careful not to wake up the sleeping Halo. He had gone to reap the couple names that he missed when with Halo last night. As he sat in the kitchen, he smiled to himself, remembering the actions of the night before.
Halo grumbles, waking slowly as he opens his eyes. He winces a little at the pain in his abdomen and looks around, slowly sitting up. He rubs his hips and gets dressed. Halo smiles a little, feeling the love marks along his skin. He stands shakily, and heads downstairs. He makes it to the kitchen. "Good morning." He says cheerfully, kissing Thatcher's forehead.
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Thatcher reached out, catching Halo’s wrist. He pulled Halo down to eye level and pressed his lips to Halo’s for a lingering moment. He broke away after a moment, giving one of his rare, faint smiles. He let go of Halo before speaking. “Morning, love.”
He starts, but smiles and kisses back, laughing a little. He chuckles and kisses his nose. "Sleep well?" He asks, straightening, and running a small hand through Thatchers hair.
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Thatcher liked how Halo’s fingers felt running through his hair. “I don’t sleep, you know that,” he reminded Halo. “But how did you rest? You seemed very tired.. Are you sore?”
"I slept well." He replies, smiling gently. "I'm a little sore, but isn't that expected for the first time?" he asks, chuckling at Bastians concern. He hums a little kissing the top of Thatchers head, his fingers running through his hair.
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Thatcher nodded his head a bit in response. “You’ll feel better by lunch time,” he responded. He smiled a tad more as he tilted his head to press a kiss to Halo’s jaw.
Halo smiles a little and hums happily. He was very content at the moment. He sighs softly and tilts his head, allowing Thatcher easier access to his jaw. He looks down at the other and kisses his forehead. "Mmm. I love you."
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“I love you, too,” Thatcher said as well. He took Halo’s hand, gently kissing his knuckles before letting go. “Are you hungry? We could always go out to get you something, if you would like.”
Halo smiles at the gentle kisses. "I would love to." He says, sitting beside Thatcher. He has a small smile on his face and he leans on Thatchers shoulder.
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Thatcher nodded, an arm wrapping around Halo’s waist. He was so happy to be able to have Halo around to touch and give affection to. “When do you want to leave?” He asked.
"Any time is fine." He says, sighing softly in content as he relaxes, humming softly.
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“We can go once you get hungry, then,” Thatcher said. He gave Halo’s hip a small rub before smiling at him faintly.
Halo smiles in return before sitting next to Thatcher. He smiles faintly and nuzzles into Thatchers side.
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Thatcher sat in silence for a moment, simply enjoying the closeness with his arm around Halo’s waist. “You were amazing last night, you know,” he eventually said.
Halo blushes at that. "Y-you were the one doing all the work…" He mumbles shyly.
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“Maybe, but you still felt so good,” Thatcher hummed. His head tilted and he began to kiss at Halo’s neck.
Halo blushes a darker shade of red, hiding his face in his hands. He shivers a little at the neck kisses and smiles softly.
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Thatcher smiled faintly and broke away, giving Halo another squeeze. “You look precious when your face is red like that,” he commented,
Halo looks away, "W-whatever…" He stutters, still a bright red. He gulps softly and looks towards the other, he leans his head on Thatchers shoulder, sighing softly in content.
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Thatcher chuckled quietly and held the angel close to his side. “Did you sleep well?” He asked, rubbing at Halo’s hip again.