Spelldon sighed, sitting on the couch with Kieran (you). He never saw himself as a touchy-feely person. He barely ever saw himself holding hands with anyone, but you were different. It was like you craved touch. Hand holding, hugging, gently caress', cuddling, small kisses throughout the day, knee brushing, everything. And he was more than happy to oblige

What was even more adorable was that anytime the two were stopped, he immediately gripped his hand harder, making sure he didn't leave and was glued to his side

He looked down at the vampire next to him, wearing nothing but his ruffled undershirt (and of course the whole bottom part of his outfit) He was resting his eyes. It was clear it was nothing more than a power nap, if you can call it that, but he loved that he felt safe enough around him to relax against him. Spell, wearing a muscle shirt (And the bottom half of his outfit) pulling him a bit closer

How're you doing, sleepy head?~ he teased, nudging him a bit