forum The Bound (One on One) (Closed).

Started August 13, 2018 by @Desvelarse pets

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Thatcher smiled gently against Halo’s lips when he felt the angel lean into his hand. He continued to kiss the other, loving how his lips felt and tasted.

Halo let's out a content noise as he kissed back, loving every second his lips were against Thatcher's. Every time he felt sparks fly, and warmth took over his body.

Thatcher would occasionally catch his teeth on Halo’s lower lip, tugging gently. He tilted his head into the kiss, pulling Halo almost flush against him.

Halo kissed him back, wrapping his arms around Thatcher's neck. He smiled as he was kissed, pressing against Thatcher's warmth.

Thatcher kept his arms laced around Halo’s waist. He sighed softly against the other’s lips.

Halo smiled softly. "I love you." He whispered against the others lips. Every word he mentioned. He adored Thatcher to no end.

Thatcher kissed Halo a bit deeper before speaking. “I love you too,” he mumbled against Halo’s lips as well.

Halo smiled at that, shutting his eyes. He felt at peace, happy. He knew he was safe in Thatcher's arms.

Thatcher laid there with Halo for a while longer. Eventually, he sat up a bit. “Are you hungry at all?” He asked softly.

Happy Holidays!//

Halo had dosed off, his breathing soft and gentle, his face at ease, looking peaceful. He shifts a little in his sleep but doesn't wake up.

(Yeah, I hope you had a good Christmas too!!)

Thatcher had noticed that Halo had fallen asleep. He slowly disentangled himself from the other and got off the couch, stifling a noise of pain as he did so.

Halo shifts in his sleep but doesn't wake up. Glitch jumps into Halos lap, nuzzling him since Thatcher was gone.

Thatcher stepped over to where Nike was. He pet the hound for a minute before walking with her into the kitchen.

Halo slowly opens his eyes, yawning softly. He groans tiredly before shutting his eyes again.

Thatcher leaned against the counter for a moment. He ran a hand through his hair in thought. What was something simple enough that he could make for Halo?

Glitch nuzzles Halo before leaping off into the kitchen and leaping onto it, glancing at Thatcher before padding to a drawer and opening it, showing a small cookbook. He wags his tail and barks softly to gain Thatcher's attention.

Thatcher looked over to Halo, and stepped over, picking up the cookbook. He set it down on the counter to read through. He heard a strange noise, and looked over his shoulder to see a girl with dark skin and long very curly hair standing where Nike was. She was on the short side, and appeared to be about 13 or so. “Let e see that!” She hummed, pushing herself up to sit on the counter.

“Nike, you shouldn't be like that. You’re going to freak Halo out of he suddenly sees you like this,” Thatcher sighed.

“I don’t want to be in this stupid form either. But the only ones wo can understand me the other way are you and Glitch. Now, everyone can!”

Halo shifts in his sleep, wrapping his wings around him. Glitch jumped at the girl before padding up to her and sniffing her curiously before barking and wagging his tail, licking her cheek gently before hopping off the counter and sitting on a chair.

Nike seemed to twitch for a moment before a wide smile formed on her lips. She had pet Glitch and giggled when he had come over. Once Glitch left though, she twitched again and went back to her serious expression. “Now, what is this?” She asked.

Thatcher pushed the book over to her. “How to make different foods, I think..?”

Halo shifts again, groaning quietly before whimpering in pain. He had twisted into an uncomfortable position before flipping back. Glitch pads over to his master and nuzzles under Halos arm. Halo relaxes before falling asleep again.

Thatcher’s head had snapped in Halo’s direction at the sound of him groaning in pain. He gave a sigh and flipped open the cookbook.

Slowly Halo opened his eyes, yawning softly. He rubs at his eyes absently before shifting. "Thatcher?" He calls softly, rubbing his eyes.

Thatcher was still reading through a recipe when he heard Halo call for him. He went back into the living room and over to the couch, sitting down by it so he could be eye level with Halo. “Hey, baby..”

Halo looks up and smiles softly. "Hey…" He giggles softly, kissing Thatcher. "Mmm… What's going on…?" He asks sleepily.

Thatcher smiled as he pecked Halo’s lips. “I’m making your food, baby boy,” he mused gently.

Halo smiled when he was kissed. "Mmm… Breakfast?" He rubs the base of his palm alrong his eyes, it was a rather cute sight, actually. He yawns softly.

Thatcher nodded his head. “M’hm. I’m.. trying to make pancakes,” he said slowly. He smiled faintly at the sight of his precious angel.

"Mmm… That's nice…" He mumbles woozily before smiling softly, yawning again. "Do you…" His sentence was interrupted by a yawn. "Do you want my help…?"

Thatcher shook his head. “No, I’m fine. You should relax, not hurt yourself, he mumbled. “Let me see your bandages,” he added, lifting up Halo’s shirt to see the bandages covering the wound on his chest.

Halo yawns again, before slowly bringing his shirt up to reveal the bandages on his stomach, still tired. He smiles softly at Thatcher, "I'm okay, Thatcher… I need to take care of you…" He mumbles.