" Not a single breath can ever part me from you, your arms; your love. "
I prefer the term “you’re just old as dust and I’m not”. [‘he quips, resting his chin on your shoulder, swatting back at your hand; your broad shoulders make for a comfortable resting place, and he’s always liked being held] You make a good perch. [‘he says] It’s nice up here. You should give me a piggy back ride. [‘he smirks, nudging your sides] Come on, hop to it, old man.
{Snorts, mildly amused by the male’s words, trying to shrug his chin off of his shoulder.;} You really are an idiot. {Shakes his head as much as he can manage, not holding on to the male properly, in fact not holding on to him at all for the moment, arms crossed over his chest.;} Not even in your dreams Baby nugget, you have your own legs, how about you use them?