IC contact; phone

[flowerofmtsilver]

You have reached the voice mailbox of ...Vinnie. Please leave a message after the tone.

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BEEP!

[Or drop him a text, if you'd like to brave his txtspeak]

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the tables have turned

[rivalsolarbeam]

This was actually very much okay for Bulba. He liked this. As for things that boyfriends did... Saying that they were the things they already did hadn't been that much of an exaggeration, as far as he was aware. The only real difference from his friendship with Kirby when they started going out was that they cuddled a lot more and kissed a little bit. When it came to Vinnie, though, this was the sort of thing they had already been doing for quite a while. It was already something that was warm and familiar.

He breathed in slow and deep, drawing in the soft beginnings of the other's scent and letting it wrap him up like Vinnie's arms. Bulba still wasn't sure when it had become a scent that he would seek out, but there it was. This time, however, there was more to it to be discovered that Bulba was not entirely expecting somehow. Warmth flooded across his cheeks as he took in the sweetness this time. There was just a tiny bit of... had it never been explained to him (if you could count a lot of teasing as an actual explanation), Bulba would never had paid mind to that extra, subtle new note to the signature of his perfume.

Bulba slipped his arms lightly around Vinnie's waist, returning the hug as his flower released its own response, mingling its own special sweetness with the other in the air around them.

[flowerofmtsilver]

Vinnie breathed in deep - if he wasn't already red in the face, he would've been turning it. What was simply a slight change in sweetness before became something for him to covet once he recognized it. Its was reassuring - as though its presence was there to comfort him for his choices.

No... Bulba chose him. Chose. That word echoed in his head. It hadn't really occurred to him before to see it that way, considering he had kept the other Saur waiting on his answer so long. But it could've been anyone that Bulba fell for, and somehow he was it...

Being on the other side of the decision was a bit surreal. Vinnie had made the decision to leave his family, to join Red and then to leave him - and the uncertainty behind those decisions weighed on him. What he felt in Bulba's arms, though, was a strange kind of freedom and hope.

"Thank you," he said, soft enough to be a whisper. "For choosing me." Especially when it felt like no one else wanted to keep him.

[rivalsolarbeam]

What Bulba felt in that moment was something he was not sure he could describe. Something light and warm and fluttering. Sometime before he had felt something similar, but it had been so much more hesitant where here it felt like the whole of him was laughing. Bulba lifted his head enough to nuzzle his face against Vinnie's neck, breathing in more of that fragrance.

Thank you for finding me, he had said. Thank you for choosing me, he said now.

He held the other a bit tighter, as if answering the unspoken. Bulba was not about to let him go.

"Thank you for letting me," he murmured back, placing a soft kiss against his skin.