Giggling could be heard through the halls of the lavishly built complex. Movement from the room cast shadows about the room as two bodies shifted around in the dying light of an autumn sunset. Everything was cast in a warm orange glow, setting apart Khonsu's platinum blonde hair, and the curled tresses of Rumeric. One looked almost angelic, and the other demonic as he settled against Khonsu's chest comfortably.
The smaller male smiled to himself and tangled his now free hands into those thick locks, petting through his hair contentedly and tracing around the base of Rumeric's velvet-coated antlers. The stag hummed happily at the attention and nestled into his room mate's embrace further, "You have all of seven years to stop what you're doing," he mumbled against sunkissed skin. He could lay there in a puddle of contentment for literal years and never complain once, he was sure of it.
The petting stopped and Khonsu tugged playfully on his hair to urge the other to look up at him, "You spilled my dinner," He chastised softly, pointing at the overturned bowl of mixed veggies and grilled chicken strips. He watched Rume's hazel eyes look over, unapologetically, at the bowl before shrugging against him. Khonsu sighed and tugged on his earlobe, "The bed is a mess, and I'm still hungry. You should go make dinner for me." An adorable pout graced Khonsu's lips and Rumeric watched him for a long breath.
Rumeric stretched a hand up and flicked a pea away from them before bracing himself up on his elbows to stare down at Khonsu's relaxed face. The blonde Jackalope stared up at him with burnished gold eyes, waiting expectantly even as Rumeric silently pleaded with him. It was clear that this wasn't working. He tried a different tactic and pressed his forehead against the other's, "What if I distract you from the hunger in your stomach instead? Will you let me stay here for a while longer, my treasure of silver and gold?" If flirting and sweet names didn't work he didn't know what would.
Of course, Khonsu smiled like he was going to accept the offer, even laced his fingers behind the warm, caramel tan neck of the man caging him in, "I'm afraid that won't work. If you make a salad you can be back here in eight minutes. I'll even be nice and change the sheets while you're gone, and clean the mess you've made." Rumeric closed his eyes in defeat and melted back against Khonsu's body for a few moments. Truly, he did not want to leave just yet, but if it would appease his bedmate, he would.
He slipped off of the bed and out of the sheets with a grace that kept Khonsu's attention on him. That stare followed his naked form even as he moved toward the doorway and something inside of him felt pride at the idea that he was the one who had been able to ensnare the beautiful creature in his bed. He stopped and looked back, taking in the low slung sweats Khonsu had put on for modesty, "I'll make a salad if you share," He grumbled petulantly. Khonsu's smile brightened before a hand quickly covered his lips to hide the amused chuffing that threatened to spill out.
"Make it with thousand island ranch and extra lettuce and it's a deal. I'll even feed you." The last thing Khonsu saw was a pleased, thumping deer tail and a wisp of dark hair as the other whipped out of the room like a man on a mission.