Edwin Mercier (undercovergoth) wrote in mountzenithrp, @ 2019-05-23 21:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | #day 025, edwin, oliver |
Who: Edwin and Oliver
When: Morning
Where: Their bedroom
It hadn’t occurred to Edwin that someone would use their voodoo doll on him. He and Oliver had agreed not to use their dolls, especially after TPTB had managed to make a parade depressing. He didn’t think to tell other people not to. He didn’t think that most people would use them. With this in mind, even when he woke up it didn’t occur to him that anyone might have used a voodoo doll on him. Voodoo dolls were the last thought on his mind.
No, now he was just thinking about the beautiful, perfect man in bed next to him. Oliver was great. He was the best boyfriend. He loved Oliver. He loved everything about Oliver. Oliver was great. Had he already had that thought? Well then that was just because Oliver was doubly great.
Edwin usually snuggled with Oliver in the morning, but somehow just cuddling up with Oliver this morning felt like not enough. He wasn’t sure if Oliver was fully awake or not when he rolled over onto him, laying on his belly and stretching out on top of Oliver. He planted a few pecks on Oliver’s nose, then cheeks, then lips, before he moved just enough to bring his hands up and put them on either side of Oliver’s face.
“Baby!” he tried to whisper, which was hard with his sudden giggling. “Baby you’re so pretty.”