[ alright, see, his genius plan of being a bully is working. when he opens an eye from where he's been settled to look and enjoy the spoils of his victory, he gets to watch axel's face turn red, which is immensely satisfying in the hehe-i-got-the-reaction way that temenos always enjoys, no matter who it is he likes to pick on or how, though there's a special kind of joy to this one.
the innocent (?) smile on his face returns when axel stutters. it's not innocent. at all. it is mischief personified. when he lets go, he's basking lightly in his victory (especially after the nickname), and then the other part of this situation he has created occurs to him, which is that he is going to have to follow up on it.
... right. there's the briefest of pauses.
temenos mistral is no coward, though, so, he goes to move to join him. he has to go carefully - gingerly lowering himself down on his good arm, letting the aches and pains and bruises of his experience off in another world be an excellent distraction from the fact that this is happening and he made it happen. there's a very slight wince as his body settles - as he turns inwards on his good side, which puts him facing axel and in close proximity - but after a moment, he exhales out on a sigh. it's not any less close than they were five minutes ago, but it is vastly more intimate. they are nearly nose to nose.
...hm. ]
The blankets, will you?
[ his nose and cheeks are a little pink. don't worry about it. ]
[ ...Even when spotting that mischievous smile, Axel can't help feeling that it's as nice or eye-catching as Temenos' other ones. Catalogued alongside of others with various descriptions that he doesn't immediately run off in his own head because otherwise he'd certainly be quite a bit distracted.
Though, seeing the other man take sudden pause after what he's said gets him to snort, just a bit. But, eventually the other moves down carefully to join him where he's lying, and Axel isn't going to lie—his heart feels like it's pounding a bit harder than before.
Only seeming to lighten when he takes notice of that small wince, opening his mouth to say something, only to intelligently close it when this shifting around has Temenos close by. It truly is quite the difference. ]
...Blankets? R-Right, got it.
[ He pulls the blankets up around the both of them, careful, but certain. This is the closest he's been to the other male's face all the while. And if he sneaks one arm around Temenos, letting it rest, as just right under the covers...can he be blamed for that either? So, despite it all, his expression can only soften, even with his own flush still present, and he allows a little smile—one only for Temenos—to be given right to him. ]
How's this? Perfect enough for you to begin to take that nap?
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the innocent (?) smile on his face returns when axel stutters. it's not innocent. at all. it is mischief personified. when he lets go, he's basking lightly in his victory (especially after the nickname), and then the other part of this situation he has created occurs to him, which is that he is going to have to follow up on it.
... right. there's the briefest of pauses.
temenos mistral is no coward, though, so, he goes to move to join him. he has to go carefully - gingerly lowering himself down on his good arm, letting the aches and pains and bruises of his experience off in another world be an excellent distraction from the fact that this is happening and he made it happen. there's a very slight wince as his body settles - as he turns inwards on his good side, which puts him facing axel and in close proximity - but after a moment, he exhales out on a sigh. it's not any less close than they were five minutes ago, but it is vastly more intimate. they are nearly nose to nose.
...hm. ]
The blankets, will you?
[ his nose and cheeks are a little pink. don't worry about it. ]
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Though, seeing the other man take sudden pause after what he's said gets him to snort, just a bit. But, eventually the other moves down carefully to join him where he's lying, and Axel isn't going to lie—his heart feels like it's pounding a bit harder than before.
Only seeming to lighten when he takes notice of that small wince, opening his mouth to say something, only to intelligently close it when this shifting around has Temenos close by. It truly is quite the difference. ]
...Blankets? R-Right, got it.
[ He pulls the blankets up around the both of them, careful, but certain. This is the closest he's been to the other male's face all the while. And if he sneaks one arm around Temenos, letting it rest, as just right under the covers...can he be blamed for that either? So, despite it all, his expression can only soften, even with his own flush still present, and he allows a little smile—one only for Temenos—to be given right to him. ]
How's this? Perfect enough for you to begin to take that nap?