[Phil groans at the text. Damn it he was having a good moment!]
Look, sorry that it's really hard to lead when I literally can't see you. You try removing the clothes of someone when you have no idea what they're wearing or how to take it off.
every time i think about how anyone with access to the ghost account can see this i die
[Medic sits up abruptly in Phil's lap. It's probably hard for Phil to tell what's happening until he hears a light thump on the floor and Medic leans down again, and huh- he definitely doesn't have a shirt on anymore.
There goes one excuse, Phil.
He goes back to kissing at Phil's neck, but the lighter kisses are gone- they all have a bit of bite to them now, and Phil is probablyyy going to have bruises on his neck in the morning.]
[Phil stifles a shudder at the rough kisses. A part of him realizes that he's going to have bruises from these but honestly? He doesn't mind one bit, this was too nice.
And a part of his brain says he should keep his mouth shut so Medic doesn't go off on another tangent, but.... well, he wants the last word.]
And you know it's hard to top when you're literally straddling my waist right?
Not for any good reason, mind you. He's just extremely conflicted if he should top or not. He actually really likes this arrangement, but he doesn't want Medic to make fun of him for the rest of his life for being a "bottom".
Hhhhh]
You know what? Just keep doing what you're doing, I'll find an opening.
[Honestly Medic expected Phil to give up by now, but sure. He giggles slightly at the kiss- which is wildly off-course, instead hitting his glasses- but accepts it, wrapping his legs around Phil's waist.
... He may start intentionally moving his head out of the way to dodge Phils's attempts at kissing. Just because he finds it hilarious.]
[Medic rolls his eyes good-naturedly. He tilts his head to one side, to give Phil better access to his neck and shoulder. One hand loops around to the back of Phil's neck, the other on his back, digging his nails in just a little harder than necessary.]
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He takes the moment to catch his breath, before smirking.]
I'm afraid to say anything or else you'll go on another tangent.
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The good news is Phil has successfully distracted Medic from further tangents for the time being. But for how long?]
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Phil drums his fingers lightly on Medic's hips as he lets a small gasp escape at the kisses.]
I feel like I've told you you're really good at this, but damn you're really good at this.
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areyou jusdbt gonnsa li et here r are you plnaning to do somethign
thoguth you wer e a top hha
[Medic is never gonna stop making fun of Phil for that moment. Never.]
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Look, sorry that it's really hard to lead when I literally can't see you. You try removing the clothes of someone when you have no idea what they're wearing or how to take it off.
every time i think about how anyone with access to the ghost account can see this i die
[Medic sits up abruptly in Phil's lap. It's probably hard for Phil to tell what's happening until he hears a light thump on the floor and Medic leans down again, and huh- he definitely doesn't have a shirt on anymore.
There goes one excuse, Phil.
He goes back to kissing at Phil's neck, but the lighter kisses are gone- they all have a bit of bite to them now, and Phil is probablyyy going to have bruises on his neck in the morning.]
good suffer for this
[Phil stifles a shudder at the rough kisses. A part of him realizes that he's going to have bruises from these but honestly? He doesn't mind one bit, this was too nice.
And a part of his brain says he should keep his mouth shut so Medic doesn't go off on another tangent, but.... well, he wants the last word.]
And you know it's hard to top when you're literally straddling my waist right?
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[There's no such thing as getting the last word in with Medic. Welcome to hell.]
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I am. But how am I going to do anything when I'm trapped under you?
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[Like, you can move him, Phil. He won't mind.]
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Not for any good reason, mind you. He's just extremely conflicted if he should top or not. He actually really likes this arrangement, but he doesn't want Medic to make fun of him for the rest of his life for being a "bottom".
Hhhhh]
You know what? Just keep doing what you're doing, I'll find an opening.
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nooo, no, i'll even roll onto my bcak for you nw ifyuo wwnat : )
[Medic's gonna make him admit it.]
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I know what you're trying to do, Medic. You can't make me.
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[And he just. flops off of Phil and onto his back beside him.]
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Phil moves on top of Medic and awkwardly moves to kiss him.
Because yeah Medic, guess what? It's really hard to top for someone who is completely invisible.]
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... He may start intentionally moving his head out of the way to dodge Phils's attempts at kissing. Just because he finds it hilarious.]
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You're evil, you know that?
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i g ethtat a lot
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[Now Phil is just... awkwardly cuddling Medic now.]
... I guess I should thank you for staying with me tonight.
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i dindt want to ebaalone tongith either
[He may be a ghost now but he does worry a bit.]
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[Phil kisses Medic's shoulder. At least you can't dodge that you jerk.]
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After a bit Phil just... stops and rests his head on Medic's chest again.]
I've missed this.
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mmsised what, e xacly ?
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[He holds onto Medic, and it's hard to tell if it's out of protectiveness or fear.]
For a long time I thought people forgetting what I did every day would be amazing, but it's really not.
[Spoilers: Phil is lonely.]
[mentions of animal death] [more than half of this is headcanons but all based on canon]
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Joking about Animal death
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