Re: [Music Store: Daniel W/Cris M]
[Cris wanted to lean his head back, kinda like he did when he got too drunk. He liked to loll and spread in a chair as the world did its topsy turvy thing without him. But, this wasn't no vertigo or nothing. He just felt lazy in a good way, and he liked stretching, huh? He liked taking up space. He was hardly even thinking 'bout Daniel. 'Course he knew he was there. And, even though the guy felt a lil over-close a few minutes ago, Cris was fine with it now. It wasn't awkward or nothing. Usually, if Sam sucked on his neck, he was on toppa her, so it wasn't like this confused him. Like I said before, it wasn't sexual. His body didn't think it was. He didn't think it was.—He just felt good and let himself feel good, words moving through his lips like bubbles floating to the top of a drink, fizzy and random.
He blinked a lil bit, trying to sit up in the chair once he felt Daniel's weight where it was behind him move. He didn't see the vampire move, so much as remain awarea it. And, then the guy was over by the bed, black-eyed, wiping at his mouth. And, hey, he did look better for it, huh? Not so drawn and paper-thin. Cris smiled. Idle, he touched fingers to his throat, least where he thought Daniel mighta been. But, he didn't really feel nothing but warmth and tingling, and he let himself sink again the chair, knees going wider.] 'S'at it? [He moved his hand through his hair, then rubbed his chin. Cris lifted his brows at the vampire as he reclined.] Lou made it sound like a whole thing. I dunno, like maybe there was chantin' involved or somethin'. [He was kidding. His dopey smile said as much, but he wasn't thinking real hard 'bout nothing.]