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[continuations of the FTB kind]

[reaches out, running his fingers gently through Diarmuid's hair and grazing his fingertips along his scalp again]

[you sir are a cheater... he relaxes with a soft sigh, closing his eyes and shifting into the touch slightly]

[whatever it takes]

[pulls him close and keeps petting]

[the close is strange, but the petting is good, and he will eventually doze, but it may take a while]

[I AM BEING PATIENT TONIGHT but once he's dozing enough, will pull the blanket up and WE ARE SLEEPING]