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[massochism]

[that comment earns a little laugh, followed by the soft sigh as Basch slides out of him. rolled easily over, he nestles into the taller man's arms and smiles, fingers tracing idle patterns over his side.]

You make me do the same, you know... [letting him be a real person and all.] you're welcome, and thank you too.

Mmn... I'm tempted to make an excuse so I can stay here instead of working, tomorrow. [that's muffled contentedly into his chest. also, given the run Basch gave him, there's a not insignificant chance he'll be a little weak on his feet come tomorrow. if only he could have that more often.]

[bardische]

Stay with me.

[ the order comes easy. He tells himself it’s because of the mate bond, because he can feel how badly olivine wants another day off, together, because basch is protective.

But it would only be half the truth. ]

I was away too long, and there is not harm in a leisure day.

[massochism]

Alright... I'll have to speak to someone tomorrow, but it shouldn't be any trouble. But I don't want you to feel like you've done anything wrong, Basch.

[His eyelids drift as he speaks, fatigue from everything catching up again.]

You did what you felt was necessary, and I supported that. Mmm, I'm looking forward to just laying about, though. I rarely have the time.

[bardische]

We’re both learning [ he murmurs, shifting around Olivine as the other nestled into him. He may no longer be a wolf, but if someone were to come in right now, he knows he would defend olivine with his entire being. Would even kill some one if it was necessary — gods let it not be. ]

We will teach each other to rest.

[massochism]

That's true. I think we both deserve it. Rest well, Basch.

[Olivine is never worried with Basch near him, but tonight... tonight he feels completely secure. Warm and comforted. It makes drifting off easy, the worry of tomorrow's aches and conversation distant and fragile at best.]