[When Gepard's face presses against the crook of his neck, he'd be able to smell the particular combination of Sampo's cologne-- cedarwood and labdanum-- and red rose, still faintly clinging to his skin after a day's wear. He's not quite pretentious enough to say that he has a signature scent, but if he did, it would be that.]
[Gepard wants him to get him to the bathroom. It's an easy enough ask.]
Yeah, sure. Just bear with me for a second. [While he gets Gepard into his arms. When he lifts him off of the couch, it's with the same effortlessness that he'd lifted him when they'd met, as though Gepard's considerable weight was about as significant as a sack of flour.] Gotcha.
[Secure in his arms, in a princess carry. No walking for you, you get the special treatment for pretty men.]
[He'd familiarized himself with the layout of Gepard's apartment a bit when he'd arrived, so he at least knows where the bathroom is. When he brings Gepard in and flicks on the light, he deposits his lightheaded cargo onto the closed toilet, so that he can sit and hopefully not feel too dizzy.]
You sure you're okay? [He kneels in front of him, to get a good look at his face in the light.] You look kind of pale. I didn't think I took that much from you?
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Date: 2024-06-08 02:07 am (UTC)[Gepard wants him to get him to the bathroom. It's an easy enough ask.]
Yeah, sure. Just bear with me for a second. [While he gets Gepard into his arms. When he lifts him off of the couch, it's with the same effortlessness that he'd lifted him when they'd met, as though Gepard's considerable weight was about as significant as a sack of flour.] Gotcha.
[Secure in his arms, in a princess carry. No walking for you, you get the special treatment for pretty men.]
[He'd familiarized himself with the layout of Gepard's apartment a bit when he'd arrived, so he at least knows where the bathroom is. When he brings Gepard in and flicks on the light, he deposits his lightheaded cargo onto the closed toilet, so that he can sit and hopefully not feel too dizzy.]
You sure you're okay? [He kneels in front of him, to get a good look at his face in the light.] You look kind of pale. I didn't think I took that much from you?