[littl3chocobo]

the moment they stepped inside he could hear the whisper of pyce's mind pick up and though he knew it was not intentionally projected he still felt compelled to listen to the hundreds of half-thought memories that slipped by like fish in water. following the man upstairs the whispers fluctuated from nearly audible to mostly silent as they were replaced by the familiar staticy silent want. because he had been listening this time instead of soundly ignoring it like usual he was able to hear the jump in the man's thoughts as the luggage was tossed to the floor and the other pressed him with a kiss and so was prepared. reaching up he ran a hand through pyce's hair to free it of it's ponytail while the other grabbed hold of a firm cheek so he could steer the other back towards the bed without either of them falling