[center][h2]Winter "[color=6ecff6][b]W[/b][/color]" Gabriele[/h2]
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The sight of Ash's skin burning red made a small smile play on Winter's lips, enjoying the effect he had on the younger man. It boosted his ego-- and though it's not to say Winter's ego needed any boosting, but honestly, what man wouldn't be flattered by someone melting under them? He let his hands pause in their massaging, resting under the shorter man, tucking his head between Ash's neck and shoulder, resting his lips on his heated skin.

A small laugh vibrated in his throat at the other half's quip, Winter responding in a joking, [b]"[color=6ecff6]Trust me, it's too cold outside to be touching her like th-- oh-[/color]"[/b] The comment was cut short by a mild comment of surprise, easily replaced with laughter as he landed on the bed with a light bounce, his hair tangling in his face as his slender limbs automatically reached for the covers, tucking it under his chin and batting his lashes playfully, letting them go without a fight as Ash took them in his hands. [b]"[color=6ecff6]Ooh, dominant, I like that,[/color]"[/b] said Winter at the hand on his chest in an almost deadpan, except for the small smile in his eyes and the dimple playing on his cheek. 

When Ash rested his head onto his chest, Winter played with his hair instantly, shuffling himself until they both were comfortable. He gathered spare bed sheet into a fluff, to prop his head up with and look down at his partner's deep eyes. Another smile. [b]"[color=6ecff6]Don't blame the good times,[/color]"[/b] he said, his fingers gliding over the short hairs on the nape of Ash's neck. In a slightly more serious tone, lower and vibrating closer to his chest, he poked, [b]"[color=6ecff6]But seriously you should get on that. No one's ready for business talk, but we gotta do it.[/color]"[/b]

Shivers ran instantly through Winter's body at the surprise attack on his neck, his cool facade instantly broken with a flush over his ears. He laughed breathlessly, the hand Ash was tapping entwining with the other man's. Their holds were similar and different all at once, with Winter's more lengthy and thin, just like the rest of him. Ash's, however, was protective and large, somehow both calloused and soft all at once. Winter tugged the hand up to kiss at it, quipping a playful, [b]"[color=6ecff6]Mm, you're right. That [i]does[/i] sound better,[/color]"[/b] the redness in his ears turning pink and cooling down.

[b]"[color=6ecff6]Still gotta get out and buy you're coffee though,[/color]"[/b] he said, in faux reluctance, kissing Ash's knuckles again before tilting his head to kiss his nose, as though talking to a child. [b]"[color=6ecff6]This place won't be as warm without all the coffee.[/color]"[/b]