The Great War

={Chapter 37: Discussing The Truce}=

={WARNING: STRONG FLUFF AND SLIGHT MAKEOUT}=

"Five more minutes," Molten grumbled with an annoyed and tired tone as he rolled from his back, over onto his side, suddenly realizing Bryan's familiar warmth wasn't present in his arms, which he only grew more annoyed at. "You had like-, a good ten hours last night with how early you fell asleep, come on, you big teddy bear," the voice above him replied with a teasing tone, and Molten quickly recognized the sweet voice that always sounded like a melody of sorts to his ears, and slowly became aware of the light touch of a hand on his shoulder, starting to shake him again. "Ugh, whaaat?" Molten whined out as he blinked open his eyes, staring up at the blurry, familiar figure above him, who smiled down at him. "It's almost 11:30 Molten, I let you sleep in as long as I could, but SpringTrap will be here soon to take you to the meeting with the human king, about the truce," Bryan explained in response with an amused giggle, he was already terribly familiar with the way Molten was so terribly forgetful when he's first woken up, and his point is proven, when Molten sits up and has a look of confusion in his eyes as he looks around the room, before he seems to grow calm and tired again, realizing where he was. "Right, right," Molten mumbled with a tired tone as he rubbed at half of his face with one hand, still clearing the last traces of sleep from his eyes. "Golden has some leftover breakfast sitting in the microwave if you'd like any, but get ready first, you look like a mess," Bryan stayed with another giggle, rubbing his hand through the slightly tangled fur on Molten's head for a short moment. "I'm working on it, it takes time to fully wake up," Molten replied, smirking up at Bryan with the excuse, and Bryan gazed at Molten with a disapproving gaze, although there was no real disapproval behind Bryan's eyes. "You're lucky I love you," Bryan mumbled as he crossed his arms and patiently awaited for Molten to get up, and Molten let out a chuckle, turning and placing his feet on the floor. "I know I am," Molten mumbled as he slowly stood, placing a quick peck on Bryan's lips before stretching his arms into the air and bending back a bit, this was a rather odd, common behavior of Molten's, he enjoys the feeling of stretching after a long period of time after not moving much, although he had no real muscle nor bones to relieve of any soreness. "Go get ready you dork, your fur is spiking up all over the place, I don't think it'd be too nice for the deputy to seem like a total mess," Bryan stated, again, as he took his hands and began to slide his hands down Molten's and chest and over his shoulders, smoothing down whatever fur he could, knowing well that Molten wouldn't put much care into how he looked. "Ok, but only if I get a morning greeting," Molten replied with another smirk, slightly tilting his head to the side as he crossed his arms over his chest. "You already stole one," Bryan replied with a challenging smile as he tilts his head as well, knowing full well what Molten meant. "I stole one, yea, you didn't give it to me, so it simply doesn't count," Molten replied with a smug smile, shrugging his shoulders as he casually looks away, turning his head to his left, beginning to focus on the wall, to show he was ready to keep this up, for as long as it takes. Molten heard Bryan let out a sigh, before he felt a warm hand track under his chin and rest on the left side of his face, slowly pulling Molten's face back to face Bryan, and Molten was about to make a teasing comment at Bryan's pause, but Bryan's lips quickly crashed against his own before he got a word out, and Molten slowly tilted his head again, deepening the kiss as he let his lips fit better around Bryan's own. Molten slowly uncrossed his arms and placed his hands on Bryan's waist, relishing in the fond moment, he'd keep going if he could, would choose to never break from Bryan, but Bryan had lungs, he needed air, and Molten chased after Bryan's lips as Bryan pulled away, managing a quick peck on Bryan's upper lip before Bryan's lips fully backed out of reach. "Happy?" Bryan asked with a smirk as he placed his second hand on Molten's chest. "I-, no, more," Molten replied simply with a smile, earning another, sweet giggle from the shorter one in his arms. Bryan, thankfully, presses his lips onto Molten's again, this time much gentler and calmer, which Molten can't complain, so long as he had Bryan in his arms. Bryan slowly pulled away again, moving and quickly placing a gentle kiss on Molten's neck, before leaning back again. "Now go get ready," Bryan murmured with a smile as he avoided Molten's eyes, and Molten quickly realizes why. "Don't worry, we can get back to it after I get back," Molten mumbled as he leaned down and spoke against Bryan's neck, returning the favor by placing a kiss on Bryan's skin before slowly pulling out of Bryan's grasp, he too, wanted to stay and continue to kiss his lover, to hold him close or to cuddle up with him, but this meeting was important, terribly important, their whole world relied on it. So Molten placed a quick peck on Bryan's forehead and walked towards the bathroom, to find a comb or something to fix his fur.