waywardboundto: 'Stalk' because you're awesome bro and we need to get cake.
Amen to that man, cake is where its at, brah.
Amen to that man, cake is where its at, brah.
Why not…? Gilbert hadn’t expected that question as his lips purged together, eyeing down the hatter. “B—Because I—!!” His voice cut short as he let out a small cry when his calves bumped up against the sofa, falling down upon it. He had expected a wall from about the room, forgetting of course about the furniture placed around. Now he was certainly trapped with the hatter. His luck for standing his ground instead of getting out of there. Having let go of Break by this point [after having fallen], his hands curled into fists at his sides.
“N—No, I…” With the hatter on top of him now, it was hard for him to move unless he were to finally push him away, yet something kept him frozen in place. Bold? Was he being bold? The raven hadn’t thought of it as that, eyelids closed over honey hues, red dusting still present on his cheeks. Damn you, Break… “You want me to ask for something?” Stupid question, but as a way to make sure.
All it took was a simply shove to show Break that he shouldn’t go further, however Gilbert couldn’t seem to do even that. Perhaps Gilbert really was enjoying himself? His failed attempts at getting words out were too adorable and Break found himself wanting more. His knee rested on the couch, while his other leg was left standing to help support his balance. His hand stroked the side of Gilbert’s face softly.
“If you’d like” Break responded, his fingers traveling down his face to his neck. His fingers untying the cravat around his neck to show just a bit of Gilbert’s chest. “If not I’m sure I can think of something for you~” he mused, taking absolutely pride in his current position.
One could say that was as such, considering how he was acting at the present moment. Such a time could come to him, if that be how his thoughts were working at the second. Break only seemed to be standing close to him, so it made no real difference to Gilbert. That was, until the Mad Hatter took it another step farther, Raven having not seen it coming at all. First the brush and the lick instantly startled Gilbert to the point his flustered appearance darkened all the more, tone of voice rising.
“D—Don’t do that!” Gilbert snapped as he soon took another step back. Eyes darted to the sides before back onto Break before him. Just hopefully there wasn’t a wall behind him. “I’m being honest!”
“Why not~?” Break asked, licking his lips. Was he hitting that soft spot yet? Or did he have to go just a tad bit further? Break wasn’t sure, but this was turning into more than some game. Well.. at least for Break now. He wouldn’t go far unless of course Gilbert really wanted it, but from the looks of it he felt Gil would be caving soon enough. Luckily for Break, the raven found himself falling back against the small couch that lingered about in the room.
“Do you like it?” he questioned, crawling on top of him, his pale face just inches from Gilbert’s. “Something tells me you do, you shouldn’t be so bold, you know~” he chuckled, leaning in forward to rest near his ear. “If you want something, ask for it” he whispered.
NarKag.
you were our real father…
