Evan suddenly leaned up and kissed Graham. He couldn't help it. It was a gentle kiss, so soft that if Graham hadn't watched it happen, he probably wouldn't have even noticed it happening. But it did, as Evan pulled away. "Hush." Was the only things he said before the butterflies in his stomach started a viscous attack on his nerves, making his heart skip beats and his face go red. Redder then red, so red that he couldn't even believe he did that, and yet again. He did.
Graham's ears turned a dark shade of pink when the man kissed him, and well he had to fight the urge to pull the man into a kiss and just hold him in his arms for the rest of the night. He ran his hand throught Evan's hair, playing with it a little bit, "Alright, I'll be quiet." He said with a slight smile, trying to calm the other man and himself.
(No wait cuddle and kiss him forever he deserves it)
Evan nuzzled into the head scritches, and loved the way it felt. He hummed softly, and kissed his cheek. "Well. We went from just talking to dating really fast, not that I'm complaining." He giggled, unable to help himself, and put his head onto his now lovers chest.
((oof, you right, he does))
Graham's face was now a dark red when the man said that, but he really didn't mind, in fact, he sort of liked that idea. "We really did, didn't we…" He was sort of in shock mode when he felt the man lean against him. "Y-you know it's funny, we were both so worried about moving too fast, and well, now look at us now." He chuckled a little bit, holding the man close to his chest.
"Life works in constant irony, handsome." He chuckled as he leaned up and kissed Graham again. "I like your lips. They're really smooth which is a bit surprising. Then again you in general come off as someone who takes good care of himself. Your hands are rough, probably from all of your inventing."
"And you're hands are nice and soft.' He said as he lifted Evan's hand to his lips, gently kissing the top of his hand. But then after doing that, he decided to actually kiss the man, this time taking him in his arms, "And I like your lips too dear."
He blushed and fell silent, but it was broken by his cat very profusely meowing and bumping his head against Evans and Graham's hands. "Oh what Mozzy? You want some luvins too? Cmere you fat thing." The cat, which had leapt down to discover the weird noises coming from the bathroom, which was probably just the person below him taking a shower, and leapt into Evan's lap once more, purring as it curled up in Evan's lap. He began to love all over Mozzart, and it was very obvious just how deeply he loved his cat, as he picked up the cat and covered it's face in kisses. "He's sho schpoiled yes you are, my little furr baby." The cat drowned in the lavishings of Evan. It was really adorable how much he cared. He then sat up straight and looked at Graham. "What are your opinions on men in drag, or men who just casually wear skirts and dresses?" He asked suddenly, before returning to his cat.
"I think it's kind of nice and I don't mind it all. Personally, I wouldn't dress in that sort of style, mainly because I don't think I would look good like that, but if another guy wants to do it, then to me it's like go for it, or you know whatever makes you happy you know?" He said with a grin as he watched Evan shower his cat with all the love in the world. "HHm seems like I have a bit of competition for your attention." He said with a chuckle looking at Mozzart, "But well, I guess you win since you're so damn cute."
"What if you dated someone who participated in such things?" He asked, as the cat looked up at Graham with it's wild green eyes, and booped Graham with his head, purring as Evan continued his luvins. "Mozzart knows he rules this whole apartment." He chuckled. "Just a tiny little king with his tiny little kingdom, and me his one subject and faithful servant. The twink giant."
"I would be perfectly alright with it and I would support them no matter what dear. Why?" He said now looking at the man, giggling a little when the cat booped him. "That's kind of cute though, I mean cats are really just the overlords of humans, not going to lie." He said with a chuckle, his dark brown eye willed with happiness.
"Sometimes you are so blunt. Because I do drag you dork. Duh. And yes he is an overlord. More importantly my overlord." He watched the cat sneeze right into Graham's face and then sniff all over him. "Mozzy get doooown~" He pulled his cat down, before he let out a yowl, making Evan let go, and he went back to sniffing before sneezing again and getting comfy in Loaf Formation in Evan's lap.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh…" Graham said with a chuckle, "And yes Evan, I'd e completely fine with it, you can do whatever you'd like to do as long as I don't have to wear a skirt, that's about it." He said as he wiped his face off with his sleeve, "Mozzy, next time, give me a warning, okay man?" He said grumbling a little bit, "You really don't want Evan to kiss me, do you man?" He said chuckling a little bit as he ruffled the cat's fur.
The cat shook his head and began to scratch at it, in an almost response, as Evan chuckled and kissed Graham's nose. "I'll still kiss this handsome man right here, cat snot or not." He smiled widely, before stretching a bit,and then petting Mozzart. "He's just needy. And a butt. He's adorable though so he gets away with it. And cmooon~ I have a sheek black skirt that would hang off of your hips just perfectly."
"You're right, I'm not really mad at him, as long as I still get kisses. If I don't get kisses, then I'll be sad." He said with a grin. "And no, I'm not wearing a skirt, that's your thing man, I mean, I don't want to have to shave my legs or something then cut myself."
"I said a long black sheek skirt. It would go down to about your ankles, maybe a bit shorter. Wear a pair of cute booties and you'll be fine." He sighed and curled up in Graham's arms. "Are you sure you can't stay the night?" He asked with a little pout on his face.
Graham just sighed a little bit, "We'll see about that, but I don't know, I still don't think I'd look to good in a skirt. You would, since you have the perfect body type and would look good in anything." Or nothing~ "But I wouldn't, since well, I'm just, I guess… You know I have a bit more of a well masculine figure? And would I be a bad dad if my kids stayed with the babysitter overnight? I mean, I hope they wouldn't be too mad at me for it."
"Every dad needs a break. I'm a cat dad and even then I need breaks. You deserve one. Well then, how about my hip leather skirt? You can pair that with a white tank top,some thick heeled boots and a leather jacket? Or OH! Oh wait wait wait-" He leapt out of Graham's lap, and Mozzart followed. He came out in an army green skirt with three black belt buckles. It was made out a sheek silk material, and was floor length. "You cannot deny that I found the perfect skirt. I also have the same one in dark blue."
"Fine, let me text the sitter then." He just pulled out his phone and began texting a friend to check up on the boys and stay with them through the night so that when they came back on the next morning they'd be fine. Normally, when he would shut them off they'd stay off until he powered them back, on, but lately, things had just been getting a bit odd whenever he'd power them off and it wouldn't be fair for the boys to wake up all by themself. "I'm not going to wear a skirt, Evan." Graham groaned crossing his arms when he saw the man walk back into the room with a skirt. "Yes, that is the perfect skirt, for you, but I'm not going to put that on. Maybe you could try it on so I could see how it looks on you?"
Evan rolled his eyes. "Fine. But I promise, I'll find something. Maybe I have something I can accessorize to make into more your style. A bit more metallic and steam punk…" He muttered as he headed into his room and hung it up. "Anyways dear, no not tonight. I'm enjoying be comfortable. Do you need pjs?" He called as he looked out of his doorway.
"Okay, fine I'll put on one skirt, one skirt, only one time, that's it, okay?" He said crossing his arms, "And well, if you have one that would fit me, then well, that'd be great, but if not I could just wear what I'm wearing and sleep out here?"
"Aha no. We're sharing a bed." He reached into his dresser drawers, and pulled out a huge grey Nasa shirt, and some black sweats, and threw them at Graham. "Are you okay with that?" He asked with a smile. (Yes. Evan will be getting laid. That is that. Unless you aren't cool with smut)
((Yes, I just suck at writing as a top, but I can try, after this post do you want to take this to pms? Dang, these bois move fast.. ))
Graham nodded catching the clothes, "Okay, I'm gonna go change then, erm, which ways the bathroom?" He asked, popping his head back into the bedroom.
(Not tonight. We'll turn it to smut later. Evan will want to learn Graham first before getting to sex.)
"Down the hall at the end." He pointed down the hall and then shut his bedroom door, and changed into a pair of blue and black plaid soft pj shorts, as Mozzart meowed and scratched at the door. He opened the door as his cat ran in and got in bed. "You really are worried about me aren't you Mozzy? I promise no one will take you away from me." He laid down and pet his cat as Mozzart laid next to him.
((okay, good, got worried there for a second ))
After a few minutes, Graham gently knocked on the door, now dressed in the clothes that Evan had given him. He had pulled his dark hair back into a short ponytail and was carrying his other clothes, which he had neatly folded and stacked on top of each other. "S-so, uhm, before I get in, do you want me to just stay on one side of the bed and to let you be or uhm would you…" He started to ramble again, his awkwardness really coming out at the moment.
"You just snuggled me on the couch. Why do you think I want you to sleep with me in my bed?" It was a pretty plain bedroom, but it did have a small stereo, and a few posters,along with a cat tree in it for when his cat went crazy in the middle of the night, he'd have a place to run around a bit. He patted the bed next to him, the only light being a lamp on his nightstand.
Graham blushed a little bit moving to lie down next to him. "Alright then dear." He said wrapping his arms around him. "Well, good night dear." He said gently kissing the boy on his cheek, as he closed his eyes.
Evan reached up and turned off the lamp, and curled up in Graham's arms. The next morning Graham was alone when he woke up, Mozzart pawing at his nose. Evan was making pancakes, with hashbrowns, bacon, and eggs, all the while listening to The Rocky Horror Picture Show soundtrack, and singing along as Brad too, totally jamming out in the kitchen.
Graham chuckled taking Mozzart in his arms and hugging him a little bit before carrying the cat out towards the kitchen, "Good morning Ev." He said with a smile as he kissed the man on the head. "Having fun there?" He said watching the man have a mini party as he cooked.
"Shush. And I'm not Ev. I'm 'An. My sis is Ev. Gmornin Mozzy!" He leaned down and kissed his cats head as he scrambled out of Grahams arms and plopped onto the floor, and began to meow. "You already have food in your bowl." The cat seemed to understand Evan, and walked over to where his bowl was, and ate as Evan continued his cooking, turning down the music.
(I seriously had a feeling he'd say that about his nickname))
"Wow, someone's being bossy." He said rolling his eyes a little bit. "You're too cute you know." He chuckled, hugging the man a little bit as he went to sit down at one of the tables.