Let sleeping Jagers lie. [CLOSED]

[theschmotone]

Characters: Dimo and Maxim
Content: Dimo wakes Maxim up really, really early in the morning, telling him that they're going on a trip. Doesn't mention that it's for a mini-vacation/camping trip just for the two of them until later. It's a surprise, after all!
Setting: Maxim and Dimo's quarters, and from there out to the Badlands
Time: way, way

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[holdon2yourhat]

The dark, warm comfort of sleep was suddenly jerked away from Maxim as he was jostled from sleep. His first instinct was to use his pillow to beat his waker over the head. Then he registered Dimo's voice and, after cracking open an eye, realized that the sun hadn't risen yet and instinct quickly turned into action. His pillow walloped Dimo square in the face and Maxim continued snoozing, one arm draped over the edge of the bed having dropped the pillow. He muttered something that sounded more like a growl than anything else.

[holdon2yourhat]

This was very nice. Maxim had never taken the time before to appreciate the more subtle and affectionate side of romance. If one could have even called what Maxim involved himself in romance.

He melted into Dimo, closing his eyes and truly enjoying just being touched and held. His arms slid around Dimo's torso, snug and secure.

"Dot's a preety short list," he said, smirking. He opened his eyes curiously at Dimo. "Vot's dot?"

[theschmotone]

Too late to take it back now. Might as well just finish it and get it out in the open. "I...vants to mebbe go for a valk vith hyu, und to hold hyu hand vhile ve does it," Dimo admitted, feeling rather sheepish about all this. "Und later tonight, stay op und vatch de stars come out...und hold hyu hand zome more?"

[holdon2yourhat]

Oh. He hadn't really been expecting that. Still, it was quite a welcome suggestion and it made Maxim's cheeks a slightly pinker color than they were before. "Hyu's right. Ve ain't neffer done dot before."

He then made an apologetic face. "Vell, Hy iz sorry to say dot hyu only gots vun hend to choose from... bot Hy tink iz obvious dot odder dan dot, Hy ain't gun complain."

[theschmotone]

"Glad to hear it." Dimo's yellow eyes fondly gazed into Maxim's as he snaked his left hand up the purple Jager's neck and around to the back of his head. His clawed fingers lovingly cradled Maxim's head as Dimo came in for a kiss. "Of courze, dere's schtill going to be screaming und biting und schtuff later, but a little of both iz nize."

[holdon2yourhat]

Maxim desperately wished that kiss had gone on longer. Which is why as soon as Dimo had finished his sentence, Maxim caught a handful of Dimo's hair and roughly brought their mouths together in another, rather insistent kiss.

He didn't let up for some time, wishing there was a more articulate way he could express himself, but at the same time perfectly happy with the state of things.

Finally, after several long moments he loosened his grip, allowing Dimo to move freely if he so wished, though he made no indication of ending the kiss quite yet himself. Instead, he gradually switched to multiple short, soft kisses, tilting his head and nuzzling Dimo's cheek.

[theschmotone]

Maxim's kiss caught Dimo off-guard, though he quickly made up for lost time and pressed his lips back against his lover's, returning the kiss. His right hand stroked up and down Maxim's lower back as the kiss deepened and Dimo closed his eyes to better enjoy the sensations that their embrace brought.

He moaned softly as Maxim switched to shorter and less intense kisses, their lips only just brushing each other with each one. Dimo had hoped for a good response, but hadn't quite anticipated something this passionate. He tightened the arm around Maxim's shoulders, squeezing them. "Dere's noting elze dot I vould like more right now," he breathed between kisses, "den to hold de vun hand vhat my boyfriend gots." It wasn't a word that Dimo would normally use. He'd picked it up from time spent with some of the younger members of the crew, and hoped that Maxim would appreciate the sentiment.

[holdon2yourhat]

The word "boyfriend" struck Maxim and he paused and leaned back slightly so that he could look Dimo in the eyes. He certainly wasn't upset by it, in fact he was smiling very faintly. He just wasn't quite sure how to react. It was a very strange word to hear in reference to himself, as no one had ever called him that before, nor had he considered that he would ever get called that.

His gaze gradually fell to the ground as he sorted out in his head some sort of response. What did people normally say in response to something like that? Of course, even if he knew it wouldn't matter. Other people weren't him.

"H-Hy-... Dot's... very... nize." He laughed a bit, at his own inability to form coherent sentences. His arm was draped over Dimo's shoulder, fingers idly playing with the wispy hair at the nape of his neck.

[theschmotone]

Dimo looked right back at Maxim, his shy smile becoming more of a self-satisfied smirk as he watched Maxim fumble for words. It wasn't an unkind grin--just the sort that he wore when he was proud of a job well done. Pressing back into Maxim's hand, Dimo gave him another light kiss.

"Iz goot to hear." A second kiss, this one a little harder. "Und ve can keep an eye out for monsters vhat needs killing vhile ve's out for our valk, too, if hyu vants." A third. "I love hyu."

[holdon2yourhat]

Those three words still caused a flutter in Maxim's stomach. His smile grew and his cheeks reddened. For some reason he felt as if his own reply had to be a secret that no one else could hear, even though there was no one else around to hear it. He leaned in close to Dimo's ear as if he were certain the trees and grass had ears.

"Hy loff hyu," he whispered, absolutely convinced that he could say it no louder than that.