[FIN] The Truth Comes Out

[insidiousEnigma]

Auberon eyed the silver-haired male warily for a moment before nodding her head as if accepting what this new person was saying. "Ninetails." She stood, stretched luxuriously, and then hopped off of the bed.

Andre gave a soft, sleepy noise of protest at the loss of heat on his feet but settled back down after curling up on his side.

The ninetails cocked her head at her trainer before wandering across the room to flop into a fluffy looking pet bed.  

[Kitomyx]

"Thank you," he whispered gratefully, bowing at the waist, trying to recall if pictures he'd seen in the past of Ninetails had shown anything of this variation. Kodo had some pretty uniquely-colored Pokemon, but this was beyond just coloring. Those orbs might as well have acted as Andre's personal night light.

Turning back to the older man, he went to go sit on the edge of the bed closest to where the Ninetails had previously been. Leaning over to get a better look, he felt a little creepy watching someone sleep, but he couldn't help himself. It was such a rare sight to see Andre like this, his guard down, just sleeping like a normal person. Normal and not some beautiful, frightening mystery that he wasn't sure would have been a good idea to unravel the secrets of.

He leaned closer, entranced by the purple-haired male's sleeping face as he impulsively reached out a hand to readjust a few stray strands of those locks.  

[insidiousEnigma]

Andre's eyelashes fluttered before an eye cracked open to peer tiredly up at Akira. "Mn..." He grumbled, his eyes closing again before he buried his face back into the pillow rather dismissively.  

[Kitomyx]

The younger man froze, wondering if he was going to get in trouble for having been caught in the act of spying on Andre in his sleep. However, he couldn't help grinning when the other simply buried his face back in his pillow. How cute. There was no way Akira had seen this side of him before. He wondered idly how many others had seen it. Vincent and Louis, surely. Probably Zacharie. But who else...?

Perhaps it was best he leave now so he didn't wake the sleeping aristocrat any further than he already had. But first...leaning down, he moved to give Andre a light kiss on his head.  

[insidiousEnigma]

With a speed that a sleeping person shouldn't possess, Andre's hand snapped out from beneath his blanket to grip the others wrist. His eyes suddenly opened and were sharp only in appearance, the pale gaze staring rather blankly just past the others shoulder. "Warm..."

With his free hand he tossed his blanket back far enough to drag his hostage down beside him so he could wrap both arms and legs around the shorter male. "Get the blanket." He slurred, fidgeting restlessly as he tried to get comfortable.  

[Kitomyx]

Emerald eyes grew wide in shock and momentary fright when his wrist was grabbed. He had to bite his lip to keep from making a noise, especially when Andre's eyes opened and met his. With the word the informant uttered, the whole situation reminded Akira of some absurd scene out of a vampire movie.

When he was dragged under the covers, he nearly did yelp, just managing to clamp his mouth shut at the last moment so all that escaped him was a distressed sort of whimper. His eyes were still wide as he felt a strong if slender pair of arms and legs encircle his body. "A-andre...?" he whispered, nervously, hardly daring to breathe let alone move or get the blanket as he'd been instructed. "A-a-andre, I think...are you....do you know who I am?"  

[insidiousEnigma]

Andre grunted and reached to grab the edge of the blanket himself, tugging it until it was up to his new bed mate's neck. "Akira," he grumbled, "'m not stupid."

He smoothed the others hair back from his face, nuzzled his lips against Akira's forehead...

Then there was the soft sound of deep breaths of someone obviously sleeping.  

[Kitomyx]

"No, but you're drowsy," he answered, his stomach doing a little flip upon hearing his name upon the sleepy man's lips. It seemed he was more awake than Akira had realized. Or at least aware of his surroundings. If he wasn't warm before, he certainly was now, and it had nothing to do with the blanket that had just been pulled up around his neck.

He inhaled sharply in surprise when Andre smoothed his hair back and kissed his own forehead, feeling like his gut was being wrung, when the other man's breathing evened out again. Well. This was just dandy.

It took him a few minutes for his own breathing to calm, his skyrocketed heartrate gradually slowing but still rapid. His eyes became half-lidded, unable to believe he had gotten into such a predicament, but here he was. It was annoying how stupid certain feelings made people and he felt the most foolish of all burning up there under the blanket in Andre's arms. There was no way he could sleep. If his heart was racing, his mind had its speed beat a hundred times over.  

[insidiousEnigma]

Andre's grip on the younger man loosened and tightened ever so slightly, rhythmically, almost like a cat kneading their paws against your skin.

...or perhaps being compared to an octopus might be more accurate.

The older man inhaled deeply before groaning, squirming until he could tuck his head beneath Akira's chin and wrap his arms around the others lower back. "S'to early for pants." He said as if the garments had personally offended him. Bare legs nudged at the other as if prompting. "Off."  

[Kitomyx]

When Andre's grip began to loosen, Akira thought he might be able to slip away, only to find himself gripped harder again. He sighed heavily, feeling uneasy in his captivity. Not nearly as uneasy as he became, though, when he heard the information broker groan, squirm, and then speak. s**t. Did that mean Andre had no pants? He hadn't even considered that, but he hardly had time to do so now that he was being urged to remove his own.

"Um...A-andre, why don't I just...leave you here and let you go back to sleep, hmm? I should really get going anyway...just came to drop off a cake..." He faced away from Andre lest those piercing eyes open to see his crimson complexion.  

[insidiousEnigma]

Making a soft, displeased noise, Andre just clung tighter to prevent his space heater from getting away. "But you're warm." He said, sounding very much like he was trying to reason with the other male. "Akira..." He yawned and smoothed his hands along what he thought was the others back.

It could be his side or front for all he really knew.

"Brought cake?" He asked tiredly, smiling faintly and pausing in his petting to curl his fingers into the others shirt.  

[Kitomyx]

"I can call your Pokemon back over here," he said quickly. "I'm sure they're much softer and more comfortable to cuddle than I am..." The noise Andre made tugged at his heartstrings, though, and truthfully, he didn't want to leave the other's embrace. The warmth he felt right now was smothering, both inside and out, but in a strangely pleasant way.

Still, he didn't know what would happen to him if he gave his wits leave just now and simply gave into his desires. "You're so lovely," he murmured, attempting to roll over to face the older man. "Yes, I brought cake. It'll be there for you when you wake. What are you doing?"  

[insidiousEnigma]

Andre loosened his grip just enough so the other could turn towards him. "Want Akira though." He said, rather petulantly for a fully grown man. "Stay." He tugged the smaller male closer, if that was even possible and tucked his feet between the others legs.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly in confusion, his eyes opening just the smallest amount to reveal hazy, dazed irises. "Sleeping..." He trailed off slowly, fighting to keep his eyes open but ultimately failing.  

[Kitomyx]

At those words, Akira couldn't help a small snicker. "Fine," he answered. "But I'm keeping my clothes on, thank you very much." For a moment he was just happy, but then a pang of guilt hit him when he remembered Louis' tension and sigh. Had Louis found himself in this predicament before too?

That poor man...perhaps that was what he'd meant by saying he would have made his job easier by going to wake Andre himself. Not that Akira seemed to be having much success in actually waking him. How much of this would the informant even remember after he actually woke up?

"Sleep, then," the silver-haired man said softly, withdrawing his arm from under Andre's grip to reach out and gently caress his face.  

[insidiousEnigma]

As if to celebrate his win, Andre gave a soft, muffled laugh and tucked his hands beneath the others shirt. He splayed his fingers wide, sweeping his palms up the length of Akira's back before settling lightly over the curve of his shoulders.

He nuzzled absently at the hand touching his face, briefly kissing at the others fingers. "Kay." Mumbling just a bit under his breath, the older man settled down to fall back into a deep sleep.