[Two thirty-six... He's torn between a 'shit, really?' and a 'eh, morning enough.' It wasn't like time meant anything, when going around doing whatever the hell you want with someone you love. His eyes close as he submits to their hand, his sleepy, soft hum a warning that if Rover continues these affectionate attentions, he might be falling asleep again soon, but on top of them this time. He just wants to enjoy this...
Breakfast, though. Or lunch, by this time. He probably should eat so he can wake up and they can get on with what's left of the day. Maverick sighs softly, tucking his face inwards to nip at their skin. If he were more awake and on his game, he could tease that he'd much rather eat them, but...this'll have to do. Rover's heard enough of his cheese that they can probably fill in the blanks, and it wasn't like it was something feasible, anyway.]
Please, since I guess I should get my ass to the shower, huh?
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Breakfast, though. Or lunch, by this time. He probably should eat so he can wake up and they can get on with what's left of the day. Maverick sighs softly, tucking his face inwards to nip at their skin. If he were more awake and on his game, he could tease that he'd much rather eat them, but...this'll have to do. Rover's heard enough of his cheese that they can probably fill in the blanks, and it wasn't like it was something feasible, anyway.]
Please, since I guess I should get my ass to the shower, huh?