selfmedicatingmayor:

the-perfect-scientist :

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For a second Carlos was just confused and he didn’t know
what Hancock was talking about. But then he understood and he was… well, he
was a little shocked. “Hancock… this might be news to you, but I don’t think
about sex all the time,” Carlos said, offering a little smile to show that he
was trying to be at least a bit humorous.

He squeezed Hancock’s hands, but then
relaxed his grip so that the other could take them back if he wanted to. “I’m
sorry you’re scared. Do… you wanna wait to do this? Bathing together I mean?”

⊙⊙

welcometocecilpalmer:

the-perfect-scientist:

welcometocecilpalmer

the-perfect-scientist:

⊙⊙ For yours to accidentally get soap in mine’s eyes.

“Aii!!!
¡¡Hijo de puta!!” Carlos screeched and immediately started to rub at his eyes with his hands.

      Hopefully,
the SSP wasn’t paying too close attention to them this evening, since
Cecil paid it no mind at all (at least they woudn’t say anything either
way). He shut the door with a tendril (more out of habit than anything)
and led Carlos along to the bed, grinning like a kid on his first date.

Carlos was completely at Cecil’s control. He
couldn’t even sit down on the bed until Cecil got him close enough. Carlos
gently gripped one of the tentacles and gave it a playful tug, asking the other
to follow him silently. He smiled up at Cecil as he did so, matching the other’s
grin.

        Cecil followed wordlessly, immediately, walking with him to the bed, sitting down alongside him. He hummed softly and kissed Carlos’s neck, carefree and warm, his tendrils playing lightly across Carlos’s body.

Carlos snuggled right into him and pressed
kisses into Cecil’s shoulder. Snuggling up all warm and clean and just
surrounded everywhere by loving arms.
Not that Carlos was asking for it, but if he were to die in this moment… this
was exactly where he wanted to be.