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The air was cold in ROKEA, as it always was. Oddly enough, Lampert had started preferring Kasper's stuffy apartment over his endless home. Maybe because the employees were dangerous at night. That must be it. When the elevator door opened with a click, Lampert stepped through, a cheerful smile on his face and his cable-like tail swaying happily.
Today was different. Before he had gotten on the elevator, he had to flee from an employee. His chest cavity was injured in the process when he tripped and fell—or rather, when he was pushed hard, causing noticeable damage. He scrambled desperately for safety, yet, Lampert didn't seem overly bothered; if Kasper was okay with it, so was he. That’s what he told himself at least, although Kasper probably cared more than he let on.
He had found some cat treats for Poptart, hoping the little kitty would enjoy them. After their recent bowling trip, he learned how to break two pins when they were far apart with a unique move. He couldn’t wait to showcase his new skills this weekend. Lampert was thrown from his thoughts when the elevator slowly stopped, and as he stepped out, the perpetually stuffy apartment greeted him. He let out a soft sigh and a gentle smile spread across his face.
The two had made plans to play some video games today. Lampert took his sweet time walking into the room, tail following behind him as he went. “Kasper?” He called out, peeking his head into the living room. There was pizza on the table, and it looked cold, like it had been there a while. Kasper wasn’t on the sofa, which was strange.
Lampert's smile quickly disappeared from his face, his light dimming in disappointment at the sight. “Lampert?” Kasper called from the bedroom, the brightness quickly returning, “Sheesh! You startled me, you're a few minutes early, dude!” Kasper spoke, walking out of the bedroom. He was dressed in his pajama’s, while Lampert didn’t have the need for clothes. It was quite obvious he felt a bit out of place. “Are you ready to play some videogames?” He asked, as he held out one of the controllers for Lampert.
Lampert took it into his hands, nodding softly. Playing video games with Kasper was the highlight of Lampert's day – or well, night. He got to laugh, enjoy popcorn, and be with someone he could be vulnerable around. When he was laughing at something, Kasper got a good look at Lampert's damaged hull. “Hey, man? What happened here?” Kasper asked, pausing the game and putting down his controller with a bit of concern. “Oh this? I fell— when getting back. I’m okay!” Lampert smiled, attempting to reassure Kasper.
Kasper tilted his head curiously. “How do you even repair that?” “Oh, it’s easy! I’ll just need to find another part in ROKEA! Then replace it.” explained Lampert as he made the motions with his hands. Kasper still seemed a bit confused, like he was processing it in his mind. “Doesn’t that, like, hurt?” Kasper remarked as he sat back, looking at Lampert's chest from the corner of his eyes. “I forgot you aren’t— like me. No no, doesn’t hurt, doesn’t feel like anything.. better parts feel nice like.. stretching?” Lampert chuckled, looking at Poptart in its cat bed.
“Oh, Poptart has been loving the cat treats you got him, by the way.” Kasper looked over, smiling. “Do you want me to help you.. get a piece that fits?” Kasper looked back at Lampert. “Why would you need to do that?” Lampert chuckled, his tail swishing back and forth playfully. Poptart’s attention was quickly swiveled in by the movement. “Well, it’s like.. repairing a lamp right? I should have an old hand book around here somewhere from when I got that.. old.. desk.” Kasper trailed off, too busy rummaging around the back of his couch.
“Hey— wait, Kasper.. I can repair myself! It's no problem!” Lampert put his hands up in a placating gesture, embarrassed. “How long would it take you?” He questioned Lampert. Kasper looked back, holding the dusty manual. “About.. two hours, give or take? That thing… looks like it's seen fossils.” Lampert snorted, shaking his head in exasperation. “I don’t mind if you help me, but I don’t know where you're going to find a piece identical to mine.” Lampert watched as Kasper looked around the room.
He opened a closet door and pulled out a piece... that looked almost identical. “Now where did you get that?” The shock was evident in Lampert's voice. “Well, I thought we might need it! I heard.. lamps get damaged easily.. or.. hurt.” Kasper was worried about him, it was painfully obvious. Lampert seemed to take notice. He smiled, “Lets move away from the windows— I want some decency..” Lampert stood up, his tail following close behind as he gently pushed open the bedroom door.
Kasper followed behind, the piece of metal under his arms. He was reading a manual of how to put a table together.. as if that would be useful. “Decency? What?” It took Kasper a bit to register the word, he seemed a bit confused. Lampert just sighed. “Well— it's like having your bare chest out! But… I guess that's normal for guys.” Lamper chuckled to himself, opting to sit on Kasper’s bed.
Usually doing this himself felt odd, it always put him on edge. But he didn’t mind Kasper wanting to do it — It made him.. somewhat excited. Kasper grabbed a screw driver and got onto the bed, sitting back on his legs as he stuck out his tongue while he focused. Lampert blushed a little. His eyes darted to the beanie Kasper wore. To the face that would make him laugh every single day. To the stains on his shirt that Lampert knew were from his trips on the elevator.
As the screws were turned, Lampert shuttered softly. Kasper held the small screws in his hand, taking out the last one and putting them on the night stand. Grabbing the metal plate and gently putting it on the bed, Kasper looked into Lampert’s chest cavity. “It’s so neat! Well, except for some of the wires in the back.” He tilted his head in curiosity, “Do wires hurt? Like, if you shock yourself?” Kasper grabbed the new metal plate, his hands brushing over the sharp corners.
“It— depends really. Some hurt, some feel good, and some just, don’t feel like anything.” Lampert took a deep shuddering breath. But Kasper didn’t put the plate in. Lampert noticed his hesitance, and looked down at him confused. “Are you okay?” Lampert’s eyes squinted.
“Sorry— yeah I was just— thinking about something stupid.” Kasper started to put the new piece into the slots, but Lampert stopped him. “You know what I am going to ask you, and it seems like it's really bothering you.” Lampert leaned back a little, his arms propping the rest of his body up. With his chest cavity exposed, he felt a bit vulnerable.. Though he was slowly easing into it. Kasper's eyes darted away from it.
“This is going to sound weird, man. Is this like — man, I don’t know what to say. I feel embarrassed— We're friends, I can't ask something like that.” Kasper pulled away, a blush very noticeable on his face. Lampert's light dulled, “I’m so sorry—! Did I make you uncomfortable?” Lampert quickly sat up straight, suddenly much more conscious of his exposed wires. “No no— I'm worried about making you the uncomfortable one.” Kasper replied, rubbing the back of his neck.
“What? How?” Lampert sat back again, snorting a little bit. “You know– how I have that old TV? The ones with the three cable wires? Your wires reminded me of that, and I almost grabbed them.. but then I realized you said it felt bad or good— and— I don’t know— it made me feel.. wrong.” Kasper softly admitted, looking back up to see Lampert's face, his light just a bit brighter.
“Oh, Kas.. It’s okay for you to touch them, but you need to know something— it is.. pleasurable for me– well, depends on which ones you grab, and– I don’t..” Lampert looked away, glancing at the photo of the two of them on Kasper's nightstand. Kasper hesitantly went back to sitting next to him. “I don’t know how to feel about us. I think I like you. But is that—” Kasper meant a lot to him, he didn't want to lose him because of this. He had managed to take Lampert out of his shell, and Lampert was so thankful for that.
Lampert reached down slowly and grabbed his hand, squeezing it in reassurance. “I'm okay with trying this out, and we don’t need to go any further if you don’t want to. I feel happy around you. Whether that be hanging out.. or.. more.” Lampert chuckled. “I think you look a little silly with concern on your face, it’s so different.” Kasper just shook his head at Lampert's words, smiling softly. “Okay, but you're going to have to teach me how to do this.”
“We are both going in blind.. self pleasure is.. something I haven’t done often enough to be an expert in. Unlike your left hand.” Lampert teased him, Kasper just coughed softly. “Point taken..” Kasper got up and dimmed the lights, he would opt for some candle light if he had some. Seeing Lampert's face brighten and his bulb shine bright to light up the room made him flushed. Maybe this was better than candlelight. “How do you want me to do this?” He asked, looking back at Lampert for guidance.
“Let's take it slow, allow our bodies to choose the pace.” Lampert shifted so he was leaned back onto the soft pillows, looking up at Kasper. He preferred this, he would get a good angle of what Kasper was doing. Kasper got back onto the bed, readjusting his beanie as he did so. He got between Lampert's legs and sat back on his heels. — “Guide my hand, I’m a little nervous.” Kasper chuckled awkwardly, gently placing his hand into Lampert's cold metal ones.
“You will break controller after controller, but when it comes to a few wires, you're nervous?” Lampert softly smiled, his eyes gazing into Kaspers. He retained eye contact as he guided Kasper's hand into his chest cavity, being extra careful and making sure to go slow.
The back wires were the most sensitive by far, and the most unorganized. Some were bundled up with zipties, others seemed too intimate to touch. Lampert pulled his hand away abruptly, gently grasping Kasper's forearm instead.
“Is it these back ones? I never thought these would be the ones.” Kasper noted, bending his head down a little to get a better view. Lampert was getting embarrassed now, opting to nod his head rather than speak, in case an embarrassing noise escaped instead of words.
This was happening, and Lampert knew silencing himself was going to be extremely hard. Kasper allowed himself to catch one more glance of Lampert’s face, before focusing in on the wires in front of him. His hand gingerly grabbed a singular wire, causing the smallest shudder to wrack up Lampert's spine. However, Kasper knew it wasn’t going to be stimulating enough. He grabbed the small ziptie and undid it, allowing the bundled wires to be freed. A smile appeared on Kasper's face, alongside an excited glint in his eyes.
He was gradually starting to understand, the more his eyes looked at the wires before him. He was thinking a bit too logically before. Kasper's hands intertwined with the wires. “Let me know if it’s too much — I can already feel you trembling, Is this too much?” Kasper’s thumb brushed the wires in his hand. It took Lampert a few seconds to reply, almost as if he was trying to think of what to say without letting out a noise in the process.
The words came out a sputtered mess. “No, I— I like this, Kas.” Lampert let out a soft drawn out whimper, it sounded more glitched than his regular voice. Kasper's smile widened, his eyes half-lidded as he continued to mess with the wires. He swore he could feel them trembling under his fingertips, though perhaps that was his own imagination. His mind was currently running a bit wild at the moment.
Above him, he watched Lampert's light flicker softly. It wasn’t aggressive, just enough to know he was causing something. Lampert let his head fall back onto the pillow. “I heard the zip ties pop, this is so— I didn’t think we would be doing this— my body is too excited.. every time I breathe its— shaking.” Lampert tried to hold his body still, to no avail. Each caress of Kasper's hand over the wires made his light flicker happily, his back arching slightly as Kasper tugged.
Another drawn out whimper was forced from his mouth when Kasper's hand grazed a particularly sensitive set of wires. His tail thrashed on the bed, but he tried to hold it still, not wanting to distract Kasper. Kasper used his free hand to gently skim his fingers over Lampert's hand, a subtle sign to let go. Lampert hesitated for a moment before he pulled back, and Kasper took the tail into his hand. Lampert looked away from the scene, as if the embarrassment would leave his face if Kasper couldn't see it. His tail gave away more emotion than he wanted it to.
Lampert closed his eyes, his back relaxing a little. Kasper switched to gently rubbing the wires with his thumb and index back and forth; he was toying with them. Lampert opened one of his eyes to look down at his friend, soft panting breaths escaping his mouth. Kasper looked up just in time to see him, smiling softly with a playful tilt of his head. Lampert's tail gently broke free from his grasp, wrapping around his forearm to pull him closer.
“I’ll take that as I'm doing good?” Kasper remarked playfully. He continued to grab and gently tug at the wires, then as slack got produced he would reach up and grab more of them in his hand, while his free hand stayed propped on Lampert's side. Lampert nodded in reply, a slight shaky breath escaping his mouth. His light had begun stalling, then with a flicker, returning to full brightness. Lampert grasped at the blankets below him in an attempt to ground himself. “Kasper–” He managed to breathe out, “Yes?” his friend replied, gently tugging and wrapping the wires around his fingers.
“Keep doing that..” Lampert arched his back once more, letting out a soft whimper. “Like this?” Kasper was enjoying teasing him, the boyish grin on his face never leaving. Tugging didn’t cause much of a reaction, it was the messy grabbing that would cause more pleasure. His best friend was being undone by his hands. It wasn’t something he wanted, but needed. Kasper felt his pants becoming tighter, his hot breaths escaping his mouth.
‘Shit.’ He thought, as he shifted around to try and adjust himself. But when he tried to move, Lampert’s tail just pulled him closer. He didn’t know if Lampert knew what he was doing to him. The warm breaths that escaped the man below him made his stomach heave nicely. Lampert would surely notice if he slid his pants down. The tightness was getting to him though, pressing down on one of his sweet spots. He swallowed thickly, trying to push back his own feelings. Lampert let out another whimper, causing the feeling to surge to the surface.
He lowered his body to look more into the chest cavity. His hand tangled in wires, he kept up. The wires slightly tugged, caressed, then left alone wanting more. Kasper messed with his own pants, Lampert tilting his head in confusion. Kasper seemed pent up, the hazy feeling in his stomach was still there; he tilted his head to look back at the photo on the desk. At least it gave him a break for a second, he didn’t want to orgasm too quickly.. He was already way too close to finishing.
Kasper slipped his pants down, just enough to allow his boxers to breathe. He saw a spot of precum forming, and he froze. His body felt so good, the feeling deep in his core was no joke. Lampert let out some muffled words, “Kas..” He pleaded as he looked down at him. The way he spoke Kasper's name, his nickname — made him look up so quickly. The warmth slowly spread around his groin, and he gently closed his legs to hide his arousal. “Sorry, I just had to tease you.” He played it off, changing up his tactic, being softer around the wires.
He attempted to draw more soft whimpers out of him, while his own breath was getting heavier. Lampert’s chest heaved forward, the light flickering aggressively. ‘He’s close.’ Kasper thought to himself, as Lampert let out a groan. ‘He’s teasing.’ — Lampert thought as he squirmed, for some reason he felt like he couldn’t breathe. The gentleness was driving his light bulb to brighten. The base of the socket was overheating. His eyes darted down to Kasper.
Lampert felt the pace quicken, Kasper knew. His tail quickly tightened around his forearm, as his hands grasped the coversof the bed. His breath was shaky, as he tried desperately to hold back. His bulb started to reach its maximum brightness, his eyes squinting tight as his back fully arched. He let out some loud breathy groans, as his bulb finally short circuited. He sluggishly opened his eyes with loud pants following suit. The bulb was off for a few seconds, but now slightly dim when it turned back on.. the tingly feeling spread across his entire body.
His body gently laid back onto the bed, his tail loosely letting go of his friends arm. Kasper spoke softly, but Lampert couldn’t hear him due to the sparks around his bulb’s base. Kasper reached forward, and he was surprised when he got a soft shock. His entire body shuddered, “Lampert?” His other hand subconsciously pulled out of his chest, laying on his hard length. Even if it was covered by his boxers, the pressure felt nice. Lampert let out some muffled groans, his eyes shut.
Kasper softly laughed, but under his breath he let whimper slip from his lips. When he pulled his hand away he noticed the precum was starting to leak out of his boxers, enough where it coated his hand. He placed both of his hands onto his knees, looking at Lampert softly breathing. He allowed the other to catch their breath. “Kas..” Lampert spoke as soon as he regained enough strength to speak. “I’m right here, you did so good.” Kasper smiled shyly, covering his hard-on with a nearby blanket.
Lampert sat up, his body more sluggish than before. “Did we really just —” Lampert looked away, his eyes not meeting him. “It was nice.. like really nice.” Lampert remarked, and Kasper smiled. “We did, do you need anything? I can go get the extension cord, you look tired.” Kasper gently pulled his pajama pants back up, laying next to him on his side. His hand was propping his head up, Lampert turned to look at him. “If that’s okay, can you put my chest plate back on?” Lampert chuckled.
Kasper nodded, rolling over and off of the bed. “Can you sit up a bit?” Kasper brought the piece over, and with the soft turns of a screwdriver, the plate was put into place. “Thanks.” Lambert happily laid back, his whole body felt relaxed — The tension that seemed so tight, had been stretched out and relieved. He could get used to this, but — the more he thought, the more flustered he became.
Lampert didn’t know how to express love, he could give gifts, could do quality time. Though, the elevator only had so many residents on it. Never had he loved one of them, not enough to be that vulnerable. As he watched Kasper leave the room, he allowed his light to dim. Why was he overthinking this? Kasper came back with the extension cord, pulling it behind the night stand. “Here you go, man.” Kasper handed the end to him. Lampert looked at him with shaky eyes.
“Are— are you okay?” Kasper blinked awkwardly. “I swear this is the right plug—? You’ve used this extension cord before?” Kasper looked back at the extension cord, “Pfft— No— I- Are we still? Friends?” Lampert's gaze shifted down, “Oh, that's what you're thinking about. We can be whatever you want us to be, I don’t mind keeping this going.” Kasper sat down, offering the extension cord. “You don’t have to choose right away, I’ll always be here.” Kasper nudged his shoulder.
“Thank you.. I’ll tell you what I'm thinking, always. I sort of want to charge while resting. The TV still works right? Or did Poptart mess up the cables again?” Lampert sat back, his tail plugging into the extension cord. He felt less hazy, which was nice, alongside the relaxed feeling. “It should work, here's the remote.” Kasper handed him the device, “I think I'm gonna go take a shower, I'm all sweaty.” Kasper looked to the side, blushing in subtle embarrassment. “Oh— do you, uh, want me to leave?” Lampert went to unplug his tail.
“No, stay. After what we just did, I’d feel so guilty about not taking care of you after. It’s— it’s called aftercare.” Kasper took off his beanie, tossing it to Lampert. He chuckled when Lampert just barely caught it. ‘Aftercare?’ Lampert thought to himself, is that what he did for himself? He would always charge himself early and head to bed. Is that what Kasper needed too? Did Kasper need to feel relieved too?
“I’ll see you when you come out of the shower,” Lampert looked at Kasper, that subtle hazy feeling coming back as his light brightened. Something about Kasper made Lampert's body feel safe, but he didn't know why. He heard the shower water turn on, and the door slightly cracked. Kasper’s apartment was known for having some issues with steam expanding the doors.
Lampert made sure not to face the door, opting to look down at his hands and the new plate in his chest. “Hopefully I didn’t come off as dismissive.” Lampert dragged his hands down his face, taking a deep breath. “I couldn’t get the image of what we just did out of my head.” He muttered, his face feeling a bit warm. ‘I liked it.. a little too much. What if it was obvious?’ Lampert thought back to Kasper's smile, his wires felt a bit tingly.
Lampert quickly covered his chest with his arms. ‘Quit that, quit that.’ — His light brightened. ‘I think my journal is going to be seeing me for hours.’ Lampert chuckled to himself, trying to relieve some of the pressure his body wanted. He got excited way too quickly. A slight noise from the bathroom suddenly caught his attention. His head turned to look, eyes looking into the crack of the door.
He swore it sounded like a soft needy whimper, and his head turned away as a result to the lewd noise, a hand going up to cover his mouth. Kasper needed relief too, he understood that, but asking was the hard part. Lampert sat back, closing his eyes tightly. His mind would always day dream, even when he was alone. Especially when he was alone.
He really wanted to know what was happening in that shower. After a little while passed, Lampert found himself messing with the TV remote. He flicked through the channels trying to distract himself, though the volume was extremely low. As much as Lampert didn’t want to admit that it was on purpose, the warmth of his bulb gave him away.
The shower turned off with a slight hush, and Kasper opened the door, his towel around his waist. When he saw Lampert he smiled and gave a small wave. Lampert took a glimpse, looking him up and down. “How was it?” Lampert looked at the indent of his hips, where a small trail of hair trickled upwards to his stomach. “I feel a lot better. Are you charging alright, man?” Kasper went to his dresser, trying to pick out some cozy clean pajamas. Lampert swallowed nervously, continuing to stare at his waist.
“Can I ask something?” Lampert’s lips quivered upwards into a smile. “Yeah, what is it?” He continued to go through his clothes, — “Do, you get pent up too? Can I help with that?” He put his hands in his lap, his light brightening. “You? Would— want to do that? I know I helped you, but.. it’s different with me.” Kasper felt a bit flushed at the idea, though he wasn’t rejecting it in any way.
“You— took your time with me.” Lampert spoke with a soft voice, his voice still a bit mellowed out from before. “I want to learn how to help you too.” Lampert’s tail flicked off the charger, the slight wagging was a dead giveaway of excitement. Kasper looked over at the swaying with endearment. His cheeks were tinted with a slight pinkish hue, Lampert didn’t mind his semi soaked hair — even when Kasper sat right next to him. The towel started to fall dangerously low, exposing a bit more of his body hair.
“What were you thinking about doing?” Kasper raised an eyebrow at him, Lampert knew Kasper was teasing him. His light brightened as he folded his arms. “Well— I was thinking about maybe, helping you — with the needs you have.” He huffed, his tail still flicking in amusement. “Do you even know how to do this?” He got closer to Lampert’s face, a slight cocky grin. The same sort of look when he knew how to play a game Lampert hadn’t even tried.
His light brightened, Kasper pulled back a bit. “Pfft— There is no way my words have that much effect.” Kasper watched as the light started to flicker, slightly shorting. Lampert shook his head a few times, the shade evening out. “You don’t even know half of it..” Lampert looked at him, and Kasper glanced back. The subtle eye contact between them, seemed nice. Lampert gently nodded, Kasper leaned in softly, placing a kiss on his shade.
Lampert closed his eyes, Kasper's hands traced the metal of Lampert's warm back. Lampert didn’t know what to do with his hands, his tail swaying behind him. When Kasper pulled away, he seemed out of breath. The towel seemed to have moved. “Oh?” Lampert tilted his head, “Does this mean you're excited?” — “Don’t say it like that, man.” Kasper gently tilted his head back to chuckle. Lampert gently grabbed the towel,
When he got a subtle nod, he slowly pulled it down. It was, different. Lampert didn’t know what he was expecting. His wires tingled once more, causing him to heave forward a little. “How do I do this?” Lampert gently reached down, wrapping his hand around the shaft. “Not too tight, ease up.. Yeah - like that..” Kasper breathed out heavily, “Then up, then down. Pretty easy, right?” Kasper let out a shaky groan. Lampert nodded, he was surprised with the noises Kasper made..
Lampert’s hands slowly pulled away, Kasper tilted his head down. His tail slowly wrapped around the base, precum getting on his cable. It made it easier, slicker, to move up and down. Kasper gripped the edge of the bed, watching as the tail squeezed perfectly around his member. Lampert placed his hands on Kasper's shoulder, softly pulling him closer to his face. “You sound so sweet.” Lampert cooed, then cupped his face.
Kasper tried to speak, to get a slight word in — The pace quickened. instead of eligible words, it was whimpers and whines that escaped his lips. He covered his mouth, though Lampert pulled it away. “I want to hear you, please.” Lampert rubbed his cheek with his thumb, Kasper spoke his name, the wires deep inside Lampert's chest cavity almost jumped.
Lampert looked down at his tail, he slowed down the pace. He didn’t want this to end too quickly, “—Hey-” Kasper spoke out, sounding desperate. “Mmn? What is it?” Lampert looked back, gently moving his hand to pull back his hair to get a better look at his face. “Faster — Please.” — “What if I don’t want to? You sound so sweet making those noises just for me.” Lampert tenderly kissed his lips, gently pushing him onto his back on the bed. Kasper didn’t fight for dominance, spreading his legs for easier access.
“There, that's it.” Lampert cooed at him. Kasper’s head tilted back, as his member twitched happily intertwined with Lampert's tail. Lampert’s eyes were locked onto Kasper's face, he was slowly starting to understand his own feelings. He loved to watch as Kasper’s lips moved upwards with every groan, the slight eyeroll as his tail moved upwards to his sensitive sweet spots. He loves Kasper.
A needy whine escaped the man below him, taking him out of his day dreaming. “Are you close?” Lampert’s hands retreated from his face, tracing down the slightly muscled chest. Kasper nodded, thrusting forward instinctively into Lampert's tail, pathetically trying to gain more friction. Lampert found it adorable, his tail slowed around his sweet spots. Drawing out more sounds he loved to hear.
Lampert could feel Kasper’s member twitching more intensely, as he reached up to hold Lampert closer to him. Lampert’s tail moved quicker, squeezing a few times around his shaft. Kasper leaned his head back, shooting thick ropes onto his stomach. Lampert breathed out heavily, placing his head on Kasper's chest. “Fuck, man.” Kasper shook his head between heaving pants.
“Was that okay?” Lampert smiled, hiding it in his chest. “More than that. Now I'm a mess again.” Kasper remained laid back, leaning his head down to rest on Lampert’s shade. “Perfect.” Kasper pressed a kiss onto his forehead. “Teasing is a bit hard when I want to see you come undone.” Lampert grabbed some tissues from the nightstand, slowly cleaning up. “You got the hang of it quickly.”
“I wanted to make you eat your words, plus, we both tried something.. new.” Lampert brought his tail to him.
He gently rubbed it clean, “I didn’t know you had that much control with your tail.” Kasper looked away, his hand resting behind his head as he rested. “It takes focus, but I think it comes naturally.. thank you.. for.. — everything.. Kasper.” Lampert looked up at him. “I think we both owe each other more hang out time,” Kasper rubbed Lampert’s back, causing him to sigh happily. Kasper grabbed the covers, pulling them over the two of them.
“Are you sure it's okay to sleep here, my light won’t bother you?” Lampert shuffled, his tail trying to find the extension cord. Kasper reached to the nightstand, grabbing it for him. “You are like my little night light, plus you dim when you get sleepy.” Kasper closed his eyes, “I do?” Lampert yawned slightly, his light agreeing with Kasper's words.
His light slowly dimmed, “Goodnight, Kas..” Lampert closed his eyes, as Kasper held him closer. One of his hands gently resting on his shade, the other still on his back. “Night.” Kasper placed one more peck on his forehead, before turning out his own nightstand light. Lampert was all he needed tonight.