A 22 year old Monty Daniels sat down in Madame Pudifoots for the first time in five years. An unrecognizable waitress brought two hot chocolates to the table. Morph sipped his while he waited for his company.
Some habits were just hard to shake, like Kovu’s one of coming up behind Morph still and covering his eyes, “Guess who?” He would whisper, leaning in and kissing his cheek because he could never help himself.
*Laughs and nods head* It is weird, but it’s unique. Our snowman will be a badass, and all the snowladies and snowmen will want him and his purple eyes.
*Giggles softly* We’re going to make all the other snowmen jealous! What if they try to take out his purple eyes?
*smirks slightly against Kovu’s neck, chuckling slightly* That’s the plan, sweetheart. *Flotsam leans back down to continue his attacks on Kovu’s neck, sucking and biting a dark mark into his collarbone, soothing the sting with feather-light touches of his lips*
*Kovu closed his eyes when Flotsam called him sweetheart. He gripped onto the back of Flotsam’s shirt and lost himself in the sucking and biting.* Oh, sweetheart…*he whispered, before rolling them over and smirking down at him*. *Leaning in Kovu was unable to stop himself from kissing him deeply, his hands running down Flotsam’s side and slipping into his shirt. He had once felt his chest before but for some reason this time it felt different. Every brush his fingertips made with Flotsam’s skin sent little shocks of pleasure through his body*
*Smile grows a little* Guess I have no choice, then. *Accepts the offered hand and pulls himself up with Kovu’s help* Okay boss, what colored gumdrops are his eyes going to be?
*Smiles more when Morph’s smile grows a little* No choice at all, Monty my dear. *Looks down at the gumdrops* Mmm. Purple. I’ve always liked the purple gumdrops the best, is that weird? *Picks up a gumdrop and gently presses it into the snow*
*Looks up with a small smile because he does not want to look sad* Yeah?
*Holds out his hand and opens it to reveal the gumdrops* He needs his face *smiles a little*, but you have to let me help you up if you still want to help me *holds out his free hand with no gumdrops*
*Flotsam opened his mouth in a small gasp as he felt Kovu’s hands run down his torso because yeah, he could get used to this. He continued moving his mouth against Kovu’s for a few moments before breaking off, leading a trail of kisses down his jaw to his neck*
*Kovu’s hand continued to explore Flotsam’s body until it reached his belt buckle. His eyes fluttered shut as he felt the kisses lead down to his neck, back arching just slightly* F-Flotsam…*licks his lips and bites his bottom one* I’m not going to b-be able to stop myself soon…
*Gets quiet and sits.* I’m sorry.
*Sighs softly* It’s okay. *Looks over at him, biting his bottom lip* Morph?
*Quirks a brow* Do you think I would’ve been ready to marry you if not?
*Suddenly gets really quiet and looks down* N-no. I guess not. *Goes back to making the snowman in silence*
*Shrugs as he steps back from the giant snowball, pleased with it. Looks over at Kovu* I’m sure you’ll figure it out, you’re one of the only people who’s ever been able to. *Smiles*
*Genuinely smiles* Have I really?
*Bites his lip as he feels a little too serious. Let’s out a quiet sigh, puts on a smile and teases* You are special, of course. But special enough to kiss my nose? *Looks up and half smirks* You’re gonna have to sell me on that one, Kovu.
*Looks up as well and also half smirks* How do I do that?