PSL: For kremdelacreme

[killedwithlove]

Following this.

Cole had things to do during the night. There were nightmares to be soothed and dark spots to be softly lit. He banked the fires that needed tending and borrowed a cloak from Blackwall to tuck in a cold halla in his stall.

He went back to Krem's room for a little while, watching him sleep before slipping off to beg some food from the kitchens. The bread was softest and warmest from the ovens and he managed to convince the cook to give him a couple of fresh rolls with some butter and fruit preserve with the freshly arrived milk.

A brief detour to Cullen's room to make sure there was poppy juice and fresh, cool water when he came to and he headed off again.

He brought it all back to Krem's room and sat down on the chest in there to wait for Krem to wake up. He wasn't in a rush, Krem was peaceful asleep, it was nice to enjoy some quiet and the soft sounds of the castle waking.

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[kremdelacreme]

"Might have been at the start, but it's a simple sort of pleasure that doesn't need sex involved. Bull understands things like that. But you never know, it might have led back around to that later."

Krem's want to touch wasn't quite at that level though, and he imagined that Cole knew that, if he was actually picking anything up in detail at all. He ran the ran in his hand over Cole's shoulder and down his arm, ranged back up the back of his neck, back down again in a mirrored path along the other arm, before he soaked the rag and brought it up to squeeze the hot wader over Cole's shoulders and back, rinsing away the soap film.

[killedwithlove]

Cole wasn't intimidated by sex, but he was fairly indifferent to it. Other people seemed to enjoy it, which was fine, but he didn't have any interest.

This, though? This was nice. He liked this. He became aware of soft, happy sounds, like the low hums that the nugs gave when they were content and another moment led him to realise he was making those noises without meaning to.

He didn't want anything more. But he did want this to happen again.

[kremdelacreme]

Krem shoved down hard on the lingering desire to touch and just gave Cole's shoulder a squeeze. He would retreat before his wants got too loud. They were both clean by now, and they both had the day to themselves to do with what they pleased. So Krem wanted to be able to relax, take advantage of the peace of this quiet space, the white noise of the waterfall outside of the undercroft providing quiet background susurrus.

Tossing the washcloth back to the edge of the pool, Krem went to find that natural little bench again and settle onto it, sinking down into the water up to his neck and leaning his head back against the stones.

"Thank you for showing me this. It'll be good to come down here for the quiet."

[killedwithlove]

Cole gave a soft sound of disappointment when it ended, but he came and sat next to Krem on the bench, shuffling up close, thigh to thigh and resting his head on Krem's shoulder.

"I like the heat when you're in the water. It's not as nice just being here when you're not in a pool."

[kremdelacreme]

Krem picked up his head when Cole settled beside him, smiling faintly at the other's head there on his shoulder. He picked up a hand and before he could hesitate, he laid his hand on Cole's shoulder, leaning over to kiss his cheek.

"Any time you want to come down here while I'm here, you know where to find me. I'd join you in a heartbeat."

[killedwithlove]

Cole smiled slightly at the kiss and buried a little closer. He wouldn't sleep, but he closed his eyes and relaxed. Enjoyed.

"You'd let me do that? Thank you."

[kremdelacreme]

Krem chuckled quietly and nudged his head against Cole's, drawing him in close.

"I like spending time with you. Even when you say uncomfortable things."

[killedwithlove]

I don't mean to say uncomfortable things," Cole promised. "It just happens. Inside and outside are difficult."