[Man, to be fair -- the Hargreeves siblings only exist because a bunch of women all got pregnant and then had their kids on the exact same day for vague, mysterious reasons -- they're also not exactly the typical story when it comes to reproduction.
Klaus just lets out a snort of breath through his nose, watching as Alfred does his dive onto the bed and then reaching out to fix his hair once it tousles.
You know, just to give him a taste of the fact that skin-to-skin contact right now? It's pretty great.]
I'd be a terrible host if I didn't let you choose. So please, be my guest.
[He leans over Alfred -- drapes himself over, really -- to grab the remote for the projector, dropping it down on the bed next to the other man's hand while he stretches out languidly against him, settling in against his side.]
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Klaus just lets out a snort of breath through his nose, watching as Alfred does his dive onto the bed and then reaching out to fix his hair once it tousles.
You know, just to give him a taste of the fact that skin-to-skin contact right now? It's pretty great.]
I'd be a terrible host if I didn't let you choose. So please, be my guest.
[He leans over Alfred -- drapes himself over, really -- to grab the remote for the projector, dropping it down on the bed next to the other man's hand while he stretches out languidly against him, settling in against his side.]
Comfy?