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Because you’ll have far more access once I’m on the bed.

[ a faint blush dusts his cheeks at being called cute. ]

I do like being picked up…

I know you do. It is a pity I can only do it here. At least like this.

[ He opens the door and carries Dorian over to the bed. He is a lot more gentle when he lays the mage down than he was when he picked him up but he quickly moves to pin him and kiss him firmly. ]

[ he doesn’t think anyone would object to him being carried, but he’s not going to push the topic, not when he’s being laid on the bed and kissed so deeply. A moan sounds, muffled against Rude’s lips and Dorian loops his arms behind the other man’s neck. ]

[ Rude continues the kiss for as long as he can before he has to come up for air. Then he moves on to Dorian's neck, kissing his way down it and pulling at his shirt. ]

[ By the time Rude's lips wander away from his own and attend to his neck, Dorian is arching his back and stretching out beneath him, arms raised cooperatively to get the shirt off and out of the way. ]

Waking up with a package on his bedside table might feel like another insult from Tim, once Rude sits up to read the note on top of it.

It's a short and simple apology and instruction on using his gift. If Rude does open the gift, he'll find a nice pair of leather gloves that when he pulls them on will be able to feel an extra level of padding to them and when he claps the knuckles together it'll electrify and spark. Tim has installed a Taser into his gift.

[A beautifully wrapped gift box gets delivered on Christmas Eve. Inside is the city's best assortment of chocolates with a note:

Merry Christmas!
M]

((OOC: Assume these are the vampire-friendly version which I'm sure someone in the city makes XD))

[ A little later that day there is a simple text. ]

Thank you. They are really cool. I hope I don't have to use them but at the same time, I can't wait. I have a gift for you here, if you want to come by and get it.

It can always be used to knock in a few SIN guard heads for fun. Or a gang member.

Also, you do know how that sounds like a trap right?

Alright, where do you want to meet up then if that makes you more comfortable

No, the house is fine. I'm just being paranoid and reading too much into it. I'll be there this evening.

[ Rude breaks away from Dorian's neck to kiss the skin of Dorian's chest as it is exposed. ]

Fuck Dorian, the things you do to me... [ making his head spin with want and love and need. He leans up to place another soft kiss on Dorian's lips. ]

Now, the syrup...

Alright. I was going to order in food, Thai specifically. Anything you want?

[ Dorian arches further, displaying as much of himself as he can with half of his outfit still blocking the rest of Rude's view. They'll get to it, in time. ]

Bedside.

[Tim hadn't realise this was a gift over dinner kind of deal but he supposes this is Rude extending more and more opportunities for Tim to make up for his behaviour]

Thai sounds good. I have no preferences or allergies to worry about so get what you like.

[ Around dinner time Rude calls one of the places that deliver. He goes for a selection of Thai food as well as places a couple of beers on the counter. Next to them is a small wrapped box. Rude has an open beer and is looking over the network on his device as he waits ]

Thank you so much, McCoy. I want to share these with you if you are interested.

[Tim isn't trying to be late but it'll be long enough that Rude might be wondering if he's been stood up. Then there's a knock at the door, which in itself is a surprise since Tim has never knocked on Dorian's door.

For this dinner, it's Rude's home and Tim is attempting respect.]

I didn't mean to be late. I mean, I'm sorry I'm late.

[Is the first words that fall from Tim's when Rude gets the door]

Oh. You are not late, the food isn't even here.

[ Rude just gives him a bit of a smile and then steps back to invite Tim inside the home. ]

There are some beers on the counter, anything else I can get you?

Aah, that's good.

[Had Rude not expected Tim to arrive on time, or perhaps Dorian had warned him. Possibly Rude was a lot more observant than Tim had given the man credit for.]

Oh. Sorry, I don't really drink.

[Not that observant then, although he suppose has done so for Dorian.]

Unless it's non-alcoholic

[ Or this is just a household of two guys who like to numb feelings with alcohol. But Rude shakes his head. ]

Sadly no. But there is lemonade and ice tea, either of those to your taste? I could make you a non-alcoholic drink too.

Lemonade is fine and it's probably for the best. I don't imagine beer is very enjoyable if it's not alcoholic.

[Dorian hadn't offered it when he was getting Tim to sample drinks to find something that he liked.]

I hope the gloves were an alright idea. You seemed to prefer hand to hand so a weapon didn't fit.

I have yet to find one I like at least. [ Rude places a glass in front of Tim and then opens the fridge to grab the bottle of lemonade. ]

They were a great idea. I do prefer hand to hand and the electricity reminds me of my partner. He likes to use a magrod.

The gift for you is not as cool, I'll admit that.

[ Rude looks up and then reaches for the syrup. The first bit is easy enough, just a line down Dorian's chest that he quickly licks before he looks up at his dominant. ]

It tastes better when I get to lick it off you

Ya welcome. Long's ya wouldn't be offended at me avoiding the candy an havin some alcohol instead, be happy ta share the time an company. I'm really not much for sweets, but I like spendin time with a friend.

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