Camulus's Apartment, Saturday evening (NWS - you expected anything else?)

[godinakilt]

After a pleasant morning - pretty much a repeat of the previous morning, except that Orlin had once again leveed a ban on chocolate croissants and wherever he had hid them, Camulus couldn't discover. His day went steadily downhill. While Orlin worked on the sarcophagus, Camulus had collected up his books and notes and retreated to the bedroom,

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[ascended_being]

"Get back here," Camulus growled, grabbing Orlin and Scathadh in each hand, levering the man back into place and depositing the kitten on the pillow beside his head, stroking her soothingly. She patted his cheek affectionatly with one paw, claws retracted, before curling into a wee little ball. Camulus stroked her one last time before wrapping his arms securely around Orlin.

Orlin squeaked as he was hauled back onto Camulus, but did not protest much, because Camulus was incredibly comfortable and handsome to sleep upon.

"But... movie?" Orlin asked, pretending to pout, and leaning down to kiss Camulus.

[godinakilt]

"If you insist," Camulus grumbled, opening his mouth to the kiss, responding almost lazily. One hand splayed out over Orlin's lower back, stroking softly in small movements.

[ascended_being]

"Insist on what?" Orlin asked, being thouroughly distracted by Camulus kissage. He may have wriggeled.

[godinakilt]

Camulus kinda liked the wriggling. "Nothing at all," he murmured, smirking. He kissed Orlin again, softly, slowly, lingeringly, and very distractiony.

[ascended_being]

Orlin was indeed very ver distracted. But eventually he pulled himself together, pulled up Camulus and pulled him towards the tv.

"Sit." he instructed, "We are watching Stronge Chest Thumper."

He slipped the dvd into teh dvd player, and went to sit with Camulus on the counch. Except he forgot they were watching a movie and straddled him instead. And kissed him. rather, roughly...

[godinakilt]

Camulus really didn't mind. He was rather enjoying forceful!Orlin. He wrapped his arms around Orlin's waist, taking advantage of the fact that they were both still completely naked to roam his hands over lots of skin. He kissed Orlin back, their tongues sparring almost violently.

[ascended_being]

FTB is so not allowed so...

Orlin had really forgotten that they where supposed to be watching a movie about men in kilts. Hot. He slowly began to press himslef fully against Camulus body. Sexy man minus usuall skirt, even better.

[godinakilt]

Camulus groaned at the increased contact, then groaned again - a different sort of groan. An 'I'm in pain' sort of groan. He dropped his head back on the couch, pressing the heel of his hand to one eye, as if he could gouge the headache out.

[ascended_being]

Orlin noticed immdiatly. "Are you ok Mo Céadsearc?" Orlin asked, worriedly. immediatly stopping what he was doing.

"Luv, tell me what's wronge." he almost demanded. Well, it was a small demand, rather forceful really.

[godinakilt]

"Mo cheann . . . my head . . ." he ground out between clenched teeth. "Dizzy . . . can't . . . arrrgh . . ."

[ascended_being]

Orlin somehow was able to pick up Camulus, and carried him back to the bedroom, setting him on the bed.

He stirred a packet of something into a glass of water, and held the cup to Camulus mouth.

"Drink this A Ghrá mo Chroí."

[godinakilt]

His hand was shaking as he took the glass, and spilled more than a bit on himself before he managed to drink it, downing it in a few quick gulps. "That was vile," he gasped, one hand going back to his head. "What was it?"

[ascended_being]

Orlin smiled crookedly, concern evident in his face, "That's for me to know, and you to not," he said, dropping a light kiss on Camulus' brow, waiting for the medicin mixed with the seditive to kick in.

He looked very worried, and very concerned for his lover.

[godinakilt]

Camulus opened his mouth to say something, but whatever it was died on his lips. He swallowed, smiled softly at Orlin, and closed his eyes, his head drooping to one side.

[ascended_being]

Orlin pulled up the covers to cover Camulus, and then slipped in beside him. He cradled the larger man, and waited to fall asleep. Tomoorw, he would jury rig the boc of doom. He had to.