Re: [Cottage: Misha/Damian]
[There wasn't a thing 'bout that scenario that was likely wrong, and Misha liked ending up all coiled 'round Damian in the sticky sunlight. It was hot as could be, and even Misha's normal cool was susceptible to the sun beating down real intense. But Damian was there, skin heated and sticking close with sweat, and the sound of feathers was a real faint thing, anemic even compared to normal, as Misha hugged the other boy, real unconcerned 'bout his own aching. And he was going to insist 'bout that swimming, but Damian surprised him with the ring, and that eclipsed all Misha's good intentions for a spell.
Misha, he didn't reckon himself sappy or even particularly romantic, but that damn ring made his eyes water in a way he couldn't stop any. He was real tearful as he watched Damian do as he was asked, and he looked from the ring to the other boy's face when he realized Damian was sniffling. The ring, it slid on just fine, and then Damian was fussing 'bout whether the ring would fit better on 'nother finger, and Misha was 'bout to tell Damian to shut up, but then the other boy pressed on up to his toes, and Misha was real ready for that kiss.
It was wet twice-over, that kiss, and Misha cupped Damian's cheeks and kissed the other boy real thorough. If he could, he used his body to nudge Damian into the colorful cottage, where the AC was small but cranked up to real cold. Misha took real slow steps, belly to belly and nudging and nudging. If Damian allowed it, Misha deepened the kiss real well, tongue tangling with the other boy's and a moan real low and rising from Misha's belly. The sound of wings was a little bit louder now, like being het up from kissing Damian made Misha stronger some, even if the boy didn't reckon it any himself.
When he pulled back, it was real reluctant and with his head bowed and forehead pressed to Damian's.] We're going swimming, and you ain't distracting me from it. [But he didn't sound angelic any, and his fingers dropped to the button and zipper of Damian's jeans, which he undid real experienced.] Ain't nobody out here. No reason we shouldn't go skinny-dipping, I reckon.