[center][h2]Winter "[color=6ecff6][b]W[/b][/color]" Gabriele[/h2]
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At the sound of his awakening partner, Winter's brows raised, turning his eyes from the streets to look at the disheveled mess that was Ash. Finishing pulling away the curtains, the taller man made his way to the bed, taking a sip of his coffee before lightly tapping it against the dark haired man's head. Despite being of similar ages, there was a difference between them that almost made Ash feel... much younger. A rawness that elicited a response in Winter that, usually, only young men and women in their twenties could.

[b]"[color=6ecff6]First of all, it's my household[/color],"[/b] said Winter as he took a seat on the bed beside Ash, taking another sip of his ultra sweet coffee. [b]"[color=6ecff6]Second of all, it's not my fault you like the good kind[/color]."[/b] Resting the mug on the floor, the man pulled his legs up onto the bed, wrapping his larger yet slimmer torso over Ash, resting his whole body on top of him, matching limb for limb. The older of the two entwined his fingers over Ash's head, resting his chin over it as the music continued to play.

At the mention of the shoot, Winter raised a brow. Pulling his hands from Ash's head and wrapping them around his torso, the man rested his head in the crook of the younger man's shoulder, his hair shadowing Ash's shoulder blade from the sun's good morning kiss, replacing it instead with one of his own. He tasted like skin and bed. [b]"[color=6ecff6]It's for a summer shoot, and today's the only sunny day[/color],"[/b] he started, speaking to muscle, each word brushing his lips against skin, [b]"[color=6ecff6]It's still cold as fuck out, though. It's with the actress--- ah. I forget her name... she's in that show you watch, the short one. It's her and some newbies[/color]."[/b]

A pause, and Winter looked up, the arms wrapped around Ash tightening as his fingers trailed muscle, leading up to lightly massage a pec. His chin rested on Ash's back and he voiced monotonously and yet, with concern, [b]"[color=6ecff6]Speaking of, we need to do something for you, soon. Has your manager got you any jobs yet? I hear there are a lot of shoe companies looking for commercial models and--[/color]"[/b] his bare feet kicked at the sheets until they were pushed aside, allowing him to carelessly caress Ash's toned legs-- [b]"[color=6ecff6]I'm sure I can do something for you[/color]."[/b]