Cavallone had just finished his dinner with Giotto. He had wanted to see his fluffy cloud once more before leaving. He walked back to Alaudes office gently knocking the door. He received no answer so the primo peered in. And there on the desk was his sleeping beauty.
Cavallone didn't want to the wake the guardian, but sleeping at a desk is no good. He carefully picked the blonde up in his arms, left the office and wondered into the guardians bedroom. There laid Alaude in his bed, undid his tie and tucked him in. He was tempted to take off more clothing but restrained himself.
Waking up to find himself in his room, the cloud guardian quickly bolts up and reviews the surroundings and sighs, brushing his hand through his blonde locks. He closes his eyes and lets out a soft sigh, then sensing hints of sky flames around the room. So Cavallone was the one who tucked him in, eh? Hmph, and to think that man could have taken him right then and there. Of course, Alaude knows that the mafioso was an honorable man and would surely not do such a thing… right?
"Hmm, I need to get my sleeping schedule in order or else I might end up falling asleep during a mission…" He muses to himself, rubbing his eyes and yawning from having just woken up.
Almost oblivious to Alaude was that Cavallone was actually there! In the cloud guardians bed no less. The primo turns in the bed revealing that he wasn't wearing anything except his pants (again). Grabbing a pillow and covering his head, he murmured, "Alaude…it's way to early to be talking about missions…" and once more dozed off to sleep.
You see what happened last night was that Alaude made the cutest face while sleeping~ Cavallone couldn't miss that opportunity so he stayed the night.
His head quickly turns to the source of the voice and scowls, crawling over to wrench the pillow from Cavallone. "What are you doing in my bed? I thought you would have already left." Really now, was this man seriously that head over heels for him?
"…Tch, whatever." Now in a rather cranky mood that someone would enter his room without permission, Cavallone or no, he grabs a change of clothes and enters the bathroom to take a morning shower, hopefully to wash away the morning crankiness and to wake himself up with the ice cold water that he oh so loves. Fitting too, considering his character.
Cavallone yawns, what time was it? if it was before noon he had no reason to wake up. Listening to the water run, a evil smile appears on Cavallone's lips, imagining how the guardian looks naked in the shower. Eventually even the thought of sneaking into the shower crossed his mind…shower sex…No, he didn't want to die young. He tossed the idea aside and pulled the covers up and fell back asleep.
He exits the shower, dries himself up and gets some freaking pants on first before going about his daily morning duties. Now in his bedroom once more, Alaude looks to see that his little guest went back to sleep. That's no fun. Feeling mischievous, he makes for a running start and body slams the mafioso, most definitely waking the man up. "You need to get up, I can't have anyone in my room without me accompanying them so get up." Call it paranoia, but the cloud had plenty of reason to be so as his room possesses personal secrets that shouldn't be uncovered by anyone, not even to those who are most closest to him.
Awake right away from the 'body slam' Cavallone sits up trying to fill his lungs with air. He turns to his head looking at Alaude, hair a mess, eyes droopy, and eyes twitching. It was obviously way to early to be waking up the primo. He groans, grabs Alaude and pins him down on the bed with him on top. "Hey~ you want to list the big mistakes you just made this morning?" He asked raising an eyebrow and forming an evil smile.
Oh, well this is a sudden change of pace. Well, it's not like there's anything all that important going on today so might as well. "Sure, why not?" He replies with a stoic look on his face. Make sure to remind him to never wake Cavallone up with a body slam… or wake him up period.
"Hmm…" The evil smile widening, Cavallone bends down and gives Alaude and deep kiss. "One, waking me before noon…" He then kisses Alaude's neck, "two, body slamming me." He moves to the other side of Alaude's face and nibbles on his ear lobe. He purred into the guardian's ear, "and three… not inviting me to join you in the shower…" Okay the last one he made up, but he was trying to act sexy, so who cares?
He closes his eyes, allowing for the man to kiss him and do whatever, listening with mild amusement at the rather interesting reasons. Well, interesting up until the third one. "Your final argument is invalid because you were asleep when I entered the bathroom, and I have a schedule I must adhere to which includes not sleeping in until noon and making sure that no one—and I mean absolutely no one—stays in my room unattended by myself."
It was a good try though, which Alaude rewards with a small kiss on the neck before shoving the man off of him and sitting up to look at the time on the clock to the side of him. 9:38… A bit late, but not by too much, he guesses.
Cavallone laughs he's pushed off and flops back onto the bed. "Schedule…? You mean you life is routine?" No wonder he was so sketchy around Cavallone. Cavallone didn't belong in the routine…he himself didn't even have a routine. He looks over to the clock… "Jesus…It's not even 10 yet Alaude!" Frustrated the primo tackles the guardian, pushing him back on the bed and rested his head on the others chest. Pretty much using him like a pillow. "Good Night~"
Did this man not just hear what he just said? Alaude has a fixed schedule and—oh for the love of… He growls irritably, trying to figure out someway to get out of Cavallone's hold, but then figures that this is a sort of situation that he cannot just simply escape from. Just his luck, isn't it?
Upon hearing the soft snoring noises from the man, he slowly slides out from the loosened hold, replacing himself with an actual pillow. The blond had to be careful with this, guessing that something much more worse might arise from waking the mafioso again.
Cavallone didn't react to the switch. He just hugged the pillow and murmured in his sleep. His face softened as well, from the psycho-wake-me-not, back into the complexion of a young man. Perhaps even a litter softer than that.
Aw, don't make that face; Alaude is going to feel bad that he's going to be doing this now.
Nevertheless, he sighs and gets his weapon from the nightstand and goes to handcuff Cavallone's hands and feet, barring the man from being able to escape, and even better, uses two of his ties for a blindfold and gag. Best not to let the guy make too much noise once he wakes up. Cruel and unusual punishment, yes, but for Alaude, this was required.
And now, he's off to get some breakfast despite how late it is, not at all thinking of getting food for the other. Such a cruel bastard, Alaude~
It wasn't soon after Alaude left that the primo realized the situation. He wanted to turn from his side to his stomach-like how he usually sleeps- but found it weird when he couldn't move properly. Sudden panic arose when he realized he was tied up, trying to move just makes it worse when he falls off the bed and hits the floor.
As Cavallone groans in pain he remembers that he was still in Alaude's room, it obvious Alaude was not there. Quickly he figures out little pieces of the puzzle, he is able to bend eventually finding his hands infront if him. He takes off the blindfold and gag, the primo smiles as he smells the tie that belonged Alaude. He looks around wondering what to do next…shower.
Cavallone hops to the bathroom, he already wasn't wearing a shirt, so he focused on getting his pants off…. Eventually and amazingly he throws his pants onto the floor and steps in the shower, taking a very hot shower, that steams the whole bathroom. He turns off the shower hearing the noise of the door. He wraps a towel around his waist and uses a smaller towel to dry his hair. He exits the bathroom(still wet) with his hands and legs still handcuffed. "Good Morning!" showing off his wide smile (and abs) to Alaude.
Alaude returns with a bagel hanging from his mouth and a cup of tea in his hand to see Cavallone… in a towel… still handcuffed…
…how—?
"How da hell dit you manaf to thake a thowuh wit thos handcawffs?" Realizing that he was talking with the bagel in his mouth, the blond quickly pulls it out, munching whatever piece stayed behind and swallowing. Really now, how the hell could anyone do such a feat? Surely it was quite difficult and if the mafia boss really wanted to take a shower, he could have just waited for Alaude to return and free him from the handcuffs.
His eyes slowly trail downwards to the towel around Cavallone's waist that is slowly sliding downwards, then shifting back up to the man's face. Don't look down, don't look down, don't look down, he repeats to himself in his mind like a mantra.
Cavallone chuckled at Alaude, "calm down Alaude, showering is simply standing underneath the water and cleaning your body, correct? Though truth be told I wasn't able to clean everywhere…" His sentence drifting off as he notices the guardian's eyes wonder downward.
An evil smile appears on the primo's face as he moves right in front of Alaude. Pulling his tied hands over Alaude's head and letting them fall down, he pulled the guardian towards him so that their bodies were touching. "Seems like these handcuffs do come in handy." He said as he smiled down at Alaude. "You shouldn't stare in inappropriate places Alaude…" The primo began, whispering in the cloud guardian's ear. "It might make me do naughty things, to a certain kitten." Cavallone ending his sentence by licking the clouds ear.
As he falls, the cup of tea on his hand spills, splattering all over Alaude and Cavallone. Thank God that the tea wasn't actually all that hot or there would be some third-degree burns as well as an angry—scratch that, very angry—cloud guardian.
"…There goes half of my breakfast." He comments, hair and shirt now dripping wet with tea. Perhaps this was karma being a bitch and getting him back for handcuffing the man in the first place… Oh well.
Alaude chuckles darkly, looking up with an evil glint in his eyes, "I hope that you are aware that you're going to have to pay for this."
"Oh?~ Last time I checked you were the one that was going to pay~" Cavallone teased as his hands crept up underneath Alaude's shirt. "You're all wet and dirty… I guess you have to take a shower again~" and maybe this time Cavallone can join him.
Seriously? He lets out a soft groan as he leans against Cavallone, frowning at the thought that he needs to take another shower just as he was done with one prior to this little accident.
"If you let go of me, maybe I would go and take one," Alaude grumbles irritably, not at all happy that he doesn't get to drink his tea. Well, there's that bagel, but who really cares about that?
Cavallone laughs, "I'll let go…on one condition…" Pausing so he could brush his lips along Alaude's neck. "Only if I could join you~"
Cavallone wanted to do more with his hands that were under the guardians shirt, but they were cuffed. What to do… He shifted his left arm so that his right hand could rub Aluade's chest however, he hesitated. This is, Alaude's heartbeat…
Strangely, he was calm about all of this as he allows the other to feel his heart beating at a calm, rhythmic pace. A tiny smile forms as he replies softly, "Try not to do anything silly if I do allow you to. I'd rather not want to have my ass hurting when I get out of the shower just because you couldn't control yourself."
Perhaps someday there will be another time where he would be willing, but not today.
Cavallone was intrigued from Alaude's heart beating that he almost didn't hear Alaude himself speaking. He accepted the guardian's request. Smiling Cavallone slid his hands out from underneath the guardian's shirt and placed them in between himself and the other. "I would like to be uncuffed now please~" He really did, it was annoying that he couldn't use them properly, note to self don't chop off any more hands for punishment.
"Oh and I was serious about not washing myself properly. My back, I couldn't reach it. Perhaps you could wash it for me~"
A reasonable exchange, to which he agrees to as he slides out of Cavallone's hold, easily freeing the man's arms and legs and placing the weapons where he could access them quickly later. He rolls off and stands, tea dripping from his hair and his shirt partly wet. Pity, he liked this shirt…
"…Maybe," Alaude murmurs, walking off to the bathroom… again.
"What does maybe mean?" he asked as he follows Alaude into the bathroom while rubbing his wrists.
The primo turned the shower on and made sure it was cold just the way Alaude liked it. "I never asked before but, why do you like cold showers?" He turned and asked the guardian but quickly turned away when he noticed Alaude was undressing.
As he pulls down his pants and begins to unbutton his shirt, Alaude looks at Cavallone strangely, wondering why this man was so curious about him. At first, the cloud guardian always showered with cold water because he didn't like wasting hot water, then he eventually came to like the cold, reflecting his inner character, but now… now it was just habit.
He replies as he drops the stained shirt onto the floor and enters the shower, "Because I like them." Immediately his face turns a pale red from the thought of actually showering together with another person, something that he hasn't done since he was a baby and even then he preferred taking baths/showers alone. Even worse was that it was a man and not just any man either. Now let's just hope that Cavallone keeps his side of the agreement.
In the end it didn't really matter for the temperature of the shower, he was just curious. Cavallone watched Alaude enter the shower but kept his eyes looking up, occupying his mind with something else like how blue the cloud's eyes were and so on. Perhaps a cold shower will calm his growing throb that was just below his waist. He dropped his towel from his waist he entered the shower as well, it was big enough for at least 5 people…
"Eeek!" Cavallone quickly covered his mouth, his face slightly red from making such an embarrassing sound. He knew the shower was cold but…this was cold, COLD. He shuddered at the water raining down at him. The primo cleared his throat trying to regain his composure, eventually he adjusted to the water temperature, slicking back his hair from his face.
His head quickly whips around and couldn't help but let out a small chuckle. Who knew that Cavallone could scream like a little girl? "Too cold for you, my lady?" Of course he merely jests, averting his eyes from looking at the man, not wanting to risk the chance of his eyes drifting away to places where they shouldn't linger for too long.
He was happy, he mad Alaude laugh, even if it was embarrassing himself. Turning his head to his left was a row of small bottles and soaps. Bending down Cavallone eyed the different colours and smelled a mixture that Alaude smells like. "Alaude, you got tea in your hair right? How about I wash your hair?"
Pouring a little bit of the substance on his hand, he carefully started to rub it into the guardian's scalp. He made sure he was cleaning it properly, but softly. He didn't want to be hurting him.
He happily played with Alaude's hair until it was clean. He was about to tell Alaude to rinse when he noticed a drop of water falling down the guardian's back. Down… The primo took his finger and followed the crease in Alaude's back formed from his spinal cord, down… He gulped when he reached the bottom, he took his finger off after realizing he was hard. This was the first time Cavallone has seen his fluffy cloud from the back view, and from what he could see, it was just as perfect as the front.
Just as the blond was about to let out a yell in protest, Cavallone already starts lathering his hair, making bubbles form in his light locks. God he felt like such a kid again… Although even as a little kid he's never really been pampered like this before, and even then, he would probably protest and growl at the suggestion…
A strange feeling tickles his back when he was going to go and rinse just as Cavallone's hands leave his head. His eyes were shut tight so as not to let the soap dripping from his hair get into his eyes. Then, he feels something brush up against him. It wasn't a hand that's for sure so…
…!
He turns bright red, quickly turning around a bit with eyes still closed as he asks, "Cavallone! What are you—" As he turns around, karma decides to be a bitch and makes him slip and fall onto the floor with an audible thud. Of course, life just loves annoying Alaude to no ends, doesn't he? Trying to act as though he doesn't see (well technically he can't) a thing, he stands back on his feet and goes to stand under the water to rinse the soap out of his hair.