You're in my territory... [Muttered with defiance as Concord reaches a large arm out Tyler's way and easily sweeps him into his lap. There's no grabbing or groping at him, just the hook of an arm bundling him up into Concord's largely bare chest and open legs.
He nuzzles rather affectionately to Tyler's hair, immediately appreciating so much warmth overtop of him. That's always nice. Not that Tyler volunteered to be his human blanket, but that's the position he's been put in by putting himself at arm's reach.
Concord smells like sun warm sweat and hard booze, the latter of which should clue Tyler in to why he's not so coherent as this morning,]
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He nuzzles rather affectionately to Tyler's hair, immediately appreciating so much warmth overtop of him. That's always nice. Not that Tyler volunteered to be his human blanket, but that's the position he's been put in by putting himself at arm's reach.
Concord smells like sun warm sweat and hard booze, the latter of which should clue Tyler in to why he's not so coherent as this morning,]