Slow Morning (Eli x Volks)

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Or, as I've so gracefully titled the Google Doc I wrote this in, "some hella indulgent eli x volks".

Thank you, LilyTheSingingWitch, for making the first request!

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 From the time that him and Eli have been together, Volks has yet to have a bland day - much to both his chagrin and his relief. Every time he thinks he's got the boy all figured out, Eli always manages to catch the broody half-wolf off guard with something new up his sleeves. So, he could only imagine what the eccentric male had on his mind, when he hadn't followed him into the kitchen to retrieve his "breakfast" - normally consisting of several packs worth of toaster pastries.

"What's taking you so long?", Volks huffed as he leaned against the doorway impatiently, "Waste any more time, and you're gonna wind up having breakfast for lunch. Get up."

"Mmmh..." the half-pegasus flipped onto his stomach, stretching his limbs. "I don't wanna. I'm too comfy." The broody male couldn't help but crack a smile at this, as much as he wanted to fight it.

"Fine then. Don't come complaining to me when your toaster tarts suddenly go missing." An empty threat, at best, - he'd never lay a finger on the trash. He turned on his heels, his own meal on his mind, when Eli began to whine in protest.

"What, and you're not gonna bring any to me?"

"You've got legs, don't you?"

"Yeah, but I'd rather have 'em wrapped around your waist." Eli perched his chin on the palms of his hands, elbows resting on the edge of the mattress. His lips were curled into a sultry smirk, and Volks couldn't decide whether he wanted to slap the smile off his face or kiss it off.

"Chill, it's barely 11."

"And? What's the harm in a little horseplay in the morning?"

"God, that was horrible. I'm leaving, bye." Even though his feet were firmly planted in their spot. He wasn't going anywhere, he knew he couldn't even if he tried, and Eli's loud cries telling him to stop made extra sure of it.

"At least come nap with me for a few more minutes," he pleaded, small tufts of rainbow hair sticking out in various directions as he rose up from his position. "I still need some beauty sleep, and you look like you could use some cuddling." He slid his legs off the side of the bed, leaning towards his gloomy boyfriend. "And, trust me, I'm a certified cuddleslut. You're in good hands, hun." 

Volks groaned, not even bothering to consider the offer - he was already making his way back into the room.

"I might as fuckin' well." With a harsh tug of the blanket, he flopped onto his side of the bed, covering the both of them. "Otherwise, you're gonna whine about it for the next week."

"Oh, hush, you know you love me." Eli snaked his arms around his boyfriend's waist, pulling the two of them closer. His wings slumped in fatigue, lying flat against his shoulder blades. "You just can't resist my charm~"

"Keep talking shit, and you're gonna have trouble resisting me kicking your sorry ass off the bed." Volks mumbled, putting an arm around Eli's shoulders - mindful of his wings, of course. Even with his eyes closed and his consciousness already drifting, Volks didn't miss the way Eli beamed at him, nor did he miss that contempt sigh as he buried his face into the crook of his neck.

Even on lazy days like this, it was nearly impossible for Volks to have a moment of dullness.

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Yanno, usually I'd never update this fast, but the hype of getting my first request probably gave me a boost of motivation. I'll probably edit the schedule, if I keep updating this quickly.

Anyways, thank you for reading. ❤

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