Betrayed even after buying custom presents, Cassidy truly is evil for such a thing.
He hits the bed hard after that shove, squirming further onto the mattress as he wrestles out of his own jacket and tosses it carelessly to the floor, while managing to kick off his shoes in the process too. The aggression doesn't worry him in the slightest, nor does that wild glint to Eccarius' gaze; Cass trusts him fully (perhaps too much), and immortality really does skew one's fear scale. Without the sun in sight, there's honestly very little that can happen that would be cause for concern.
Grabby hands are made towards his boyfriend almost immediately after hitting the mattress, still grinning like an idiot and all too eager for any attention he can get. "C'mere, love."
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He hits the bed hard after that shove, squirming further onto the mattress as he wrestles out of his own jacket and tosses it carelessly to the floor, while managing to kick off his shoes in the process too. The aggression doesn't worry him in the slightest, nor does that wild glint to Eccarius' gaze; Cass trusts him fully (perhaps too much), and immortality really does skew one's fear scale. Without the sun in sight, there's honestly very little that can happen that would be cause for concern.
Grabby hands are made towards his boyfriend almost immediately after hitting the mattress, still grinning like an idiot and all too eager for any attention he can get. "C'mere, love."