[ Off-handedly, Logan comments, ] I like peach wine.
[ He dips his head to kiss the top of Jean-Paul's, though, an arm wrapping protectively around him, holding him close. ]
We'll go tomorrow. [ His middle finger traces light circles into Jean-Paul's belly, arm slung lazily. ] An' I'll wear the suit. But the hair really can't go down.
Really? I'll buy you some. [Because to Jean-Paul it's that easy. Logan likes a thing? He will get the thing. He doesn't stop to consider how people might view this casual show of wealth, or that maybe Logan's not going to want to get everything he asks for.]
Okay. Mmmmm. I don't mind. ...suit'll be nice. [His eyes close, his body apparently deciding it should sleep.]
[ It's the way Jean-Paul's voice goes a little slurred that has Logan lifting his head enough to peek down at him, and with his expression softening at the sight of him ready to snooze, he lets out a fond little huff of breath. ] It'll be nice.
[ It doesn't matter if Jean-Paul hasn't heard him. Logan uses his toes to grab the blanket, tugging it out as carefully as he can from under them both, and then moves it to be over them next, nice and snug.
He doesn't let Jean-Paul go, instead kissing the top of his head affectionately. He lingers a few beats, just taking the scent of him in, before he settles as well-- eyes closed, smile on his lips.
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[ He dips his head to kiss the top of Jean-Paul's, though, an arm wrapping protectively around him, holding him close. ]
We'll go tomorrow. [ His middle finger traces light circles into Jean-Paul's belly, arm slung lazily. ] An' I'll wear the suit. But the hair really can't go down.
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Okay. Mmmmm. I don't mind. ...suit'll be nice. [His eyes close, his body apparently deciding it should sleep.]
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[ It doesn't matter if Jean-Paul hasn't heard him. Logan uses his toes to grab the blanket, tugging it out as carefully as he can from under them both, and then moves it to be over them next, nice and snug.
He doesn't let Jean-Paul go, instead kissing the top of his head affectionately. He lingers a few beats, just taking the scent of him in, before he settles as well-- eyes closed, smile on his lips.
Yeah. Sleep is a good idea. ]