ℜ𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔤𝔞𝔰𝔱🔥

«Have a sip.» A voice reverberated behind him, and before he knew it, the figure had placed a cup between his hands.

Before Berneard could muster up a coherent sentence to ask for explanation, Rad had already stopped him. «Nu-uh. Questions later. Go on, it will make you feel better.»

- lasted about 3 seconds, but it was enough for Bites to realise kissing Radegast must be a unique experience of both the warmth and the smooth texture.

He raised an eyebrow at the sudden request. Admittedly, Rad couldn't picture what Bites was getting at. The contact, the teasing, now a kiss. Wasn't Rad annoying for the imp?

«As long as we get to sleep after this. I'm exhausted.»

Sigh, but he did lean closer and pressed their lips together. It -

- When you're dealing with fire, it's easy to get burned if you get distracted.»

He exhaled right in the human's face, blowing some hot hair against it. A tease, nothing more.

So much affection from Derek today. He couldn't help but feel lucky, although the joke about the exercise bugged him slightly. He wasn't gaining weight. Actually, he couldn't gain weight in the first place.

«Very funny, coach.» He scoffed, rolling his eyes. «But be careful about what you propose. -

- special deal for the students. A free item of the menu in case you get an A or above in a test or a midterm. We'll figure out which, also since we have yet to settle on what kind of food we'll be making.»

He had picked up the possum in the meantime, arms underneath his legs so Fylk could sit.

«Red, gold and green. Red gold and gre-een ♫» The answer Fylk got was some lyrics from an old song Rad had listened to. Were those the most appropriate colours for a truck? No, likely not, he had just said them because it popped up in his head, hearing the possum speak.

«Alright, but I want a -

- sleeping bag. «Next time, just tell me you want this from the beginning.»

That was enough to have Rad blushing. It's been a while since he had been this intimate with someone. Yes, it wasn't the same type of intimacy, but it stirred something beneath the surface nonetheless.

«I get it. No breaks for me.» He sighed, lying back down and proceeding to close the -

- on another level! The flame is so warm. It's almost impossible not to fall asleep on the spot. Plus, his body is soft and squishy. Perfect pillow.

Immediately, his eyes snapped down on the imp, whose face was now popping up from the collar of his shirt.

«What are you doing, you rascal?» His tone was slightly more serious than the last time he asked this, but at the same time, there was a hint of playfulness.

Wow! Hugging Rad like this is -

- own, but if his duo was there, then he was sure he could deliver on those promises.

«Oh, oh, oh! Can we place the truck close to a college? I wanna give those poor souls an affordable meal.»

«I do work better in a familiar area, but I'm also someone who feels at home very easily. Give me a couple of days to get comfortable in the truck, and I'll do wonders.»

He winked at the possum, trying to encourage both Fylk and himself. Honestly, he didn't know if he could do it on his -

- themselves towards making an online cooking class.

«What about you? Do you have any suggestions? Ideas? You know, you're the brain of this duo.»

Fylk... wasn't usually the brain, but Rad often called him that. Just to show how much he appreciates his always-productive mind.

«Well, if I knew it was you, I'd hire you every night and ask for the special service afterwards~» He joked, trying to lift the mood.

He couldn't help but agree with Fylk, though. This left them with the original idea of shaping their home as a place someone might dine in, or throw -

Radegast flinched upright, sitting while looking around the camp and squeezing the imp close. Forgive him: instinctive protectiveness.

«Were you being serious? I must go check it out if that's the case.» He mumbled, eyes still scanning their surroundings.

- teasing there. «Well, don't you know the measures of my body already~?»

«Well, if that is the issue, I could just lift up the pump—» Aaand Derek smooches him before the sentence is over, forcing Rad to return those smooches. He didn't want to leave his boyfriend unsatisfied.

The last affirmation is, however, the perfect excuse for Rad to throw a little -

- by the minute. Perhaphs...

The rubbing continued for a good couple of minutes before Radegast stopped. He rolled over on his side and placed Bites next to him, resuming the gestures again.

«Mhnm~ Big bad imp only needed some caresses?»

The collar of Rad's shirt is looking more like a passageway for the imp to slide into -

- skull in my face.»

«I could be Ghost Rider!» He perked up at the mention of the hero. Yeah, it'd be impractical to figure out a way to get the skull between his flames, but whatever.

«Otherwise, I'll be a headless horseman. Not really a superhero, but the pumpkin sounds more comfortable than jamming a plastic -

With a nod, the flame handed the imp an affectionate series of cheek squishes.

«Better?»

Apparently, this doesn't affect him—until Butes began purring. His eyes widen at that. Cute.

- ready for the squeeze.

«I think you need to rest more than anything, honestly.» He remarked, but not in a mean way. He didn’t seem to mind this nocturnal... ritual? He didn't know how to label it.

«Do you beed your cute face squished?» He asked, seeing the imp leaning closer, already cupping both his cheeks.

He was -

Feeling the imp beginning to wriggle in his arms, the flame let go briefly, looking down at him with confusion. He was trying his best, but it looked like Bites needed more than a hug.

«What's gotten into you?» He took hold of the blanket, trying not to let it fall while Bites moved.

- the small frame, keeping it lodged against his chest. Rad was planning for a simple hug, so if Bites wanted something more, he'd have to be the one making it happen.

«There. Happy now, you rascal?»

Radeagst felt wonderful to hug and nuzzle against. Firm, but just the right amount, enough for Bites to sink his face wonderfully into his chest. And he was sooooo warm! Who wonders how warm it'd feel like if he wasn't—?

But let's not focus on that, huh? Those arms quietly make their way around -

- the living torch, mainly because he thoguht the character was kind of a jerk.

«Oh! Yes, yes, do that!» Radegast loved that character, even though it might seem unusual, until you recall his motives and the reason why he turned into a villain. It struck Rad in all the right places, so to speak.

«I could be... ehm... uhm...» He tried to think about someone who wasn't -