[C][AU] The Travelling Show

As the hand slid up his back, it curved slightly with it. Amr made a content noise as the hand made its way into his hair. He tilted his head back, breaking the kiss as he did.

"You are more then welcome to do that forever and ever."

It felt nice - relaxing. Tibor wasn't too hard with his nails, nor was he too soft. He did it just right.

"Forever and ever is a long time."

His fingers continued to tease at Amr's scalp gently as he leaned forwards to press slow kisses down Amr's throat to his chest.

"There are better things I could do forever and ever."

He pulled his fingers out of Amr's hair then pushed himself up, throwing a leg over Amr's waist and nudging him so he was laying on his back between Ti's cool thighs.

He leaned down until he was supporting himself on one forearm. His forehead pressed to Amr's, as his free hand slid back up into the man's hair.

His chest heaved as kisses pressed against it.

When the fingers left his hair he whined, but he let himself be moved. Hands settling on the backs Tibor's thighs as they straddled either side of him.

His eyes slid shut again when Tibor's forehead pressed against his. It felt good. Refreshing.

Another pleased sigh left Amr's throat as Tibor smoothed his hand back through his hair.

"Oh? And what are those better things?" He asked, a slight teasing tone in his voice.

"Cast your memory back twenty minutes," Ti murmured, rubbing his nose against Amr's.

In the same movement, his hips pressed downwards, and he ground firmly against Amr.

He pressed a little kiss to the corner of Amr's lips, and let his tongue flicker over the nearest piercing.

Amr inhaled sharply, curving up into Tibor. His hands splayed to grip firmly on the blue thighs.

"I see you've recovered," he said, lips ghosting against Tibor's.

"If I do that forever and ever I might pass out from exhaustion."

"Uh-huh."

His teeth caught a small portion of Amr's lower lip and gently pulled until Amr's lip slid free.

His hips continued to grind slowly.

"We could rest a little in between," Ti suggested, his nails scraping along Amr's scalp again

A curse was uttered under his breath as his lip was freed from Ti's lip.

"Resting sounds - mm - good."

Amr wasn't eighteen anymore - much to his own shock and horror. Being able to go round after round was a little more difficult. Especially when they have already been at it a number of times.

Ti gave a little giggle and pulled back a little.

"This is the first time that I've wanted to go on and my partner hasn't." There was a teasing sort of leer in his voice, and he dipped down to press a few little kisses to Amr's cheeks to take away any sting of his words.

His hips stilled over the top of Amr's, but he didn't move to stop straddling him.

"Don't be mean," he whined softly, even as Ti pressed a few kisses against his red cheek. But he was greatful that Ti stilled his hips.

"Let it be at least a hour. And in the mean time you can just keep playing with my hair." He tilted back his head into Ti's hand encouragingly.

"I'm not being mean!"

He giggled again, though, as if he couldn't take his own words seriously. Okay, so he was being a little mean. But it was all in good fun.

His fingers carded through Amr's hair again, bringing up a couple handfuls to rest over Amr's chest. "This would look nice braided with some flowers in it."

"Would it?" He asked.

Amr knew he had good hair. Thick and skills, with a slight wave to it. Out of the bun it was long, almost hitting the the small of his back.

He normally got comments - often from girls - about how jealous they were of it. He would recommend coconut oil, but really it was just down to good genes. His mother also had gorgeous hair.

"You are more then welcome to try it out."

"Come, then."

Ti slid off Amr's body and the bed, then reached out for Amr to take his hand.

"We have to go to the green room. Come, come."

He pulled Amr up, and across the room to the door. He didn't bother with clothes, and just dragged Amr naked down the hall a few doors.

While Ti was keying in the code for the door, a young woman wiht a long thin tail wearing just decorative jewellery passed them by. She eyed both Amr and Ti appreciatively as she passed.

"Huh. Wait. Shouldn't we put some -"

They were out in the hall way.

" - clothes on."

Well, there was no point now. They were out on the open.

He let Tibor drag him through the ship. Only flushing a little when a woman leered at them. He could't help but look on, more in curiosity of the tail.

"She has a tail," he couldn't help but say once she turned a corner.

"Who? Amira?"

Ti looked over his shoulder to get a glance of the woman, but she was already long gone. He knew it was Amira anyway. She was the only woman on the ship that had a tail.

"She can do wicked things with that tail."

He pushed open the door and gestured for Amr to step inside.

The room was smaller than Ti's bedroom, but filled with flowers and pants of all kinds. There was a small workspace, and on it was propped another wigstand complete with a wig that was half braided and decorated with plants. It was a work in progress.

Under that workspace was an oven, on and slowly baking some leaves.

"Huh."

He was suprised to find he wasn't interested in what those wicked things were.

Brown eyes looked around the room in wonder. Fascinated by the different plants - all he has never seen before. Some looked like they can pass off as earth plants. While other looked truly alien.

He kneeled down to look in the oven.

"Making tea?"

"Yes. A fresh batch of the same tea that I gave you. It won't yield much, but I'm excited for it. It's special."

He only had a few of those flowers, and he worked hard to keep them alive. They didn't often produce the flowers that he needed to make the tea, so when batches did come about, he treasured them.

Ti dragged a chair along the floor and sat down on it, reaching out to sort through various trimmings and flowers that he had scattered along the counter, trying to decide which would look the best in Amr's hair.

He sat down more comfortably as Ti brought a chair up behind him.

The warm glow of the oven was nice. A contrast to Ti's cool skin, as his knees pressed into his back.

"Will my hair be like that?" Amr asked, nodding to the half finished wig.

"Not exactly the same."

It would be similar, though.

Ti shifted, holding a yellow flower and a soft pink flower up to Amr's cheek one at a time. He hummed then turned back to his workspace, sorting flowers into groups.

When he was happy with his selection, which would just look like a random pile of flowers to anyone other than him, he turned and patted his thigh.

"Turn around."

The flowers were pretty and tickled against his cheek as Ti observed which looked best. They had a strong scent - strangely like lavender, even though they looked nothing like lavender.

"Turning, turning," he sang, doing as he was told. Back straight and head held high like an excitable child.

Ti ran his hands through Amr's hair a few times then began braiding, pausing every now and again to carefully place a flower or a sprig of pretty leaves into his hair.

About a third of the way through braiding, he slid off his chair and padded around so he could braid over Amr's shoulder.

This time when he paused to grab another flower, he pushed up onto the tips of his toes and reached over Amr's shoulder, pressing a quick kiss against his lips as he did so.

Amr fell into a happy, content silence. A smile playing on his lips. He wasn't too sure how long they were sat there for, only opening his eyes once Ti got up and settled in front of him. The smile stayed on his lips as he leaned into the kiss.

"Once you are done maybe you can undo it and braid it over again?" He asked, hopeful.

He kept his eyes open to watch Ti braid the rest of his hair.

Ti flicked the hair he was working on upwards and used it to tick Amr's nose.

"No."

This was taking ages and it was looking gorgeous. He didn't want to take it out and do it again.

He scrunched out his face in the same manner Ti did when he simply kissed him.

"Okay, but what if the braids accidentally undid themselves?"

"Then you wouldn't have braids," was Ti's simple answer.

He pressed a couple quick kisses to Amr's lips then went about carrying on braiding.

he wasn't going to be doing this again today.

Amr stuck out his bottom lip in a pout after the couple of kisses. He fell back into content silence, enjoying the last few tugs of Ti braiding his hair.

"Do you do this a lot then?" Amr asked as Ti's fingers wound the last few strands together.