Ivar's in a light doze when he hears the sound of Dodger's teleportation. In that layer just before wakefulness, he registers it, and stays asleep. It's only when he feels the pressure on the bed change that his consciousness slowly rises back up from the depths of his mind. His brilliantly blue eyes open up and see Dodger there.
A slow smile comes over his face and he leans forward, kissing Dodger softly on the mouth while his right hand comes up to stroke the scars on the side of his face. When he pulls back, he studies Dodger carefully. He can recognize when his boyfriend is in one of his moods. Hoo boy. This is gonna be dramatic again, isn't it? "To what do I owe the unexpected pleasure?"
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Date: 2020-05-08 09:10 am (UTC)A slow smile comes over his face and he leans forward, kissing Dodger softly on the mouth while his right hand comes up to stroke the scars on the side of his face. When he pulls back, he studies Dodger carefully. He can recognize when his boyfriend is in one of his moods. Hoo boy. This is gonna be dramatic again, isn't it? "To what do I owe the unexpected pleasure?"