Being careful not to make a single sound, the red head stalked into the carpeted bedroom, predatory eyes fixed on his sleeping prey. He had to be careful to not wake the other up, because that would simply just ruin his fun.
Bryan, his unsuspecting and snoozing prey, was tough guy. Suave, never really letting his guard down in front of anyone, and forever mysterious. Tala could remember the time he had trying to see if the older Russian even had feelings for him. It was hard to tell, seeing that Bryan never really let anyone know what he was thinking.
Over time though, Tala had gained that special VIP pass into the secretive complex that was Bryan's head. His thoughts, constantly stored away in a secret vault and guarded by rabid dogs and thick ice, now on display for him.
This was a prime example of how comfortable Bryan was in front of his boyfriend. Calm and comfortable enough to fall asleep, and sleep in without worrying.
Now Tala was flattered by this – he truly was – but he needed to shake things up a bit.
Bending his knees a little before leaping into the air, Tala shouted at the top of his lungs, "Bryan!" The excited and mischievous red head landed smack on top of his once sleeping beau in a fit of laughs.
Bryan's eyes had shot open in fear at first, looking for danger. "Hunh?!" He whipped his head to the side, only to see his boyfriend flying through the air – straight towards him. Slamming back in to mattress with the force of another body flung against him Bryan was panting heavily. "I… wh-what?"
Tala only smirked and kisses Bryan's nose, loving the confused look on his face. "G'morning."