Duncan curled up into Axels side, resting his face on his chest and gazing up at him and just watching patiently, just waiting and wanting some attention.

Axel had looped an arm around Duncan as he settled in, though he quickly felt Duncans gaze and looked down at him with a chuckle. "What," he noted with amusement, pecking his forehead lightly. "I thought you were tired," he added, just teasing him a little bit. He did tighten his hold on him though, since he could tell pretty clearly what Duncan wanted.

Duncan smiled, "I am tired, but I want you," he murmured, leaning up and kissing him.

Axel just chuckled softly, leaning into the kiss and setting the paper off to the side, sort of just sliding down and wrapping his other arm around Duncan. "More," he teased lightly, obviously happy to do whatever he wanted. "You just had quite literally all of me not even an hour ago," he added with a small laugh as he pecked his head.

Duncan smiled up at him happily. "Okay? I still want you, let me be greedy for once," he murmured, grinning, putting his hands on Axels cheeks and leaning up and kissing him.

Axel just laughed in response, tugging him in and tightening his grip around Duncan as he leaned in again. "Mmm...I suppose I can't be upset about that," he mused lightly.

Duncan kept his kisses light and teasing before pulling away and tracing Axels lips with his thumb. "I love these," he murmured.

Axel was more than happy to go along with Duncans teasing, soft giggles escaping him as Duncan kept kissing him. At his comment, he just laughed softly, gazing over at Duncan lovingly. "I know," he mused lightly. "And they're all yours," he added with a grin, still keeping a little bit of the joking around going.

Duncan smiled, fiddling with Axels lip ring with his thumb. "I like this too," he smiled. Gently he moved his hand back over to Axels cheek, running his fingers along the scar that ran down it. "...what happened?" he asked softly.

Axel just smiled at Duncan, a dumb grin on his face as he played with the jewelry. When his touch drifted to his scar, though, he was a little surprised. Not in a bad way ....he didn't mind ...but Duncan had never touched his scars. Maybe in passing, but not like this. And it hadn't ever really come up in conversation. But he supposed they were an important part of him. "Knife," he noted gently, knowing it would upset Duncan a little bit to hear some of the things that had happened to him. "A surprise attack. Barely made it out with my eye," he added with a shrug.