[Gift] Sweet Dreams Indeed

As Dan had predicted, the pair of gluttonies had eaten their way through the boxes of mochi they had bought for themselves. The two boxes that had been set aside for Viscilli had been put away in a basket with a note "Not For Household".

Varrik had ended up showering Ione's face, head, neck and shoulders in kisses after gorging on the mochi and Ione had turned a brilliant shade of red to the point where they were pushing off his chest. Varrik had loosened his grip on them and Ione had sighed in relief as they were able to remove themselves from his lap. However Varrik stole a little peck to their nose and Ione squeaked in surprise. Pouting, Ione huffed out an excuse to get into comfortable clothing for the evening and Varrik should do the same. They hurried off with Varrik's eyes firmly on them with an amused smile.

By time Ione had undressed into a simple boxy t-shirt that easily covered their boxers, let down their ears and gone out to the dining room; Varrik was already lounging in his boxers on the living room large sofa. Varrik glanced up when Ione's hands gently ran through his hair and he grinned at them. Ione pulled away and walked around as Varrik sat up. Varrik reached out but Ione was already settling into his lap and sighing contently as Varrik's lips landed on their head. They closed their eyes as Varrik's hands gently massaged their ears lightly, especially near the ends where it had been kept tied up. Ione's cream blue eyes cracked open slightly when Varrik's hands wandered down their braids. Ione had nearly freaked out the first time Varrik had done that and had jerked their braids away from his claws. It had taken them a while to get comfortable with Varrik's sharp claws on their hair and Varrik had quickly proven to be rather considerable of their boundaries.
Ione glanced up slightly to see a look of concentration on his face as Varrik worked his sharp fingers through their braids, getting rid of the bands and loosening the braids until all of their braids had been freed. Varrik had to grin into Ione's head at their happy noises as he massaged their scalp and ran fingers through the wavy hair.
"Mmm feels good." Ione murmured as they shifted in their position to face Varrik more while his fingers ran down their hair. Ione glanced up when one of his arms wrapped against their waist and pulled Ione closer. Ione groaned when their shirt was pulled down to expose a shoulder and Varrik leaned in to nip at them. He was rather needy tonight and Ione had no complaints. They were rather thankful it was at their place instead of his.

"Varrik if you're going to use your mouth a lot tonight at least keep mine busy!" Ione chided lightly before startling slightly as Varrik jerked up to stare into their eyes with intensity that had Ione acutely aware that they were going to be marked in his bites and kisses the next morning.
His laps caught theirs and Ione was quickly overwhelmed by the intensity of his hungry kisses. They squeaked in surprise when Varrik flipped them around on the couch and pressed them down into the sofa with his greedy kisses. Ione could feel his fangs nipping at their lower lips, their tongue quickly submitting to his, and their cheeks were heating up rapidly. It wasn't long before Ione was lightly pressing up against his chest and he pulled away slightly with their saliva connecting them. Varrik pressed his forehead against Ione's as they caught their breath. Ione shivered slightly as one of his hands grazed against their side under their shirt as he murmured against their lips.
"Your bed or mine?"
"You're too direct!" Ione's cheeks were rather red. "Whichever's closest!" As they leaned up to resume their activities, Varrik easily picked them up and carried to the nearest bedroom. They were both worn out from their eventful day and the mochi feast but Varrik was rather affectionate and Ione was receptive. Varrik returned to lavishing Ione's body in nips and bites after being shoved off their lips three times so Ione could catch their breath. By time their activities was done and Varrik was cleaning up; Ione was fast asleep and slightly curled up on the bed. When Varrik climbed into bed and pulled them to him to cuddle, Ione made small noise of content as he buried his face into their head as his hands rubbed along their back and through the messy hair. The blankets was pulled over them both and Varrik dozed off shortly after.

Outside the window, fireworks were blasting in the sky, obviously by other buns who loved to fire them off at late hours.
Ione would end up sleeping in quite a bit in the morning and breakfast would quickly turn into lunch. But what mattered right now is that they spent Mochi Moon together.