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 Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2014 6:39 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2014 7:02 pm
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Text to Zaire: I'm on my way, be there in a few minutes!
Jory was still mussing with the collar of his vest as he damn near jogged down the walkway leading away from the dorms. He was running a little late. Dressing up nicely for the dance had been his idea, and he really liked the outfit he'd put together for it, but it had taken more time than he'd expected to dress and get his hair up. Even then, when Zaire's text had come in, Jory had still been struggling to get his vest on and layered properly with his shirt.
He managed to get the collar buckled as bare feet veered off the path to cut across the lawn, following the familiar route to the lake, and their spot on the bank.
Truth be told, the afanc was nervous. If Zaire had wanted to get a little something, before the dance, there was no need to call the smaller boil all the way out to the Lake. It seemedodd, and his chest felt tight in a way that was impossible to ignore as he slowed to a walk as he reached the clearing. "I'm sorry," it came out quick, as if it'd been resting on the tip of his tongue the entire way over. I was. "My clothing was giving me trouble."
He blinked as he got near enough to get a good look at the mahamba, and baby blues dragged up from wing-tipped shoes, to the waist coat, the tie(even if it was just laying loosely around his shoulders, it counted), the hair up in it's tight ponytail. "Wow."
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2014 1:04 pm
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Seeing the text message he grinned a little, pocketing his phone on a deep inhale. Normally, normally he wasn't this nervous it was unsettling to think about really. Tanned hands rubbed together while he waited, as if he were trying to get warm, but that was the last thing on his mind. A crunch of twigs as something made its way close caught the mahamba's attention, on a turn glowing blues peered out to meet Jory.
The immediate apology from the afanc had a lazy grin coming to tug at the corner of his lips. Slowly, with a slight show off of hip Zaire made his way closer to Jory. Blues running the entirety of the outfit that the other had picked for the night. It was a good choice, the cut the colors, all of it. Laughing he moved a hand up to bat at his own undone tie, "don't worry mine still are.." Grinning at the obvious eye and then compliment, a hand went out to grip a slender hip, then he stepped into Jory for a slow stolen kiss.
"You look ...great." Laughing softly he pulled back, looking a little sheepish for a second as he stared at the other, a fine blush touching the tops of his cheeks.
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2014 1:23 pm
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He'd slowed to a stop as Zaire had turned to him, moving closer with an obvious sway of hips, and actually blinked, startled, as a hand touched his hip to pull him closer. Months together, and the other boil still had that effect on him. It made him blush, cheeks paling, and his gaze dipped, briefly, before eyes fell closed as they kissed. It was slow, and warm, and that tight knot in his chest loosened a tiny bit.
When they parted he looked a little dazed as he licked his lips, but he smiled, almost shyly. "It looks good like that." It fit him him better that way. "But I can tie it for you if you want?"
The compliment had him ducking his head, grinning. "Thank you. You look better. Very handsome," he said it quietly, hands moving to slip under the untucked tails of the other boil's shirt so he could touch tanned hips. Not to be enticing, just because. Because he could, because Zaire was muscled and handsome, because he liked to feel the pulse of his body through his skin.
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2014 2:37 pm
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"As long as you like it.." He shrugged, not at all willing to have it tied if Jory thought it was fine. The thing choked him twice already as it was. Another whistle of wind and blue eyes were admiring the pale dust across cheeks. It was good to know even after all the time they spent constantly together that he could still get to Jory, it was the same for the afanc, the little things still thrilled him more now it seemed even.
"Not a chance.." he chuckled to the quiet compliment, shuddering slightly with the slip of hands. After a moment to adjust tanned hands mimicked the touch, petting gently along familiar blue skin, feeling the cold warmth there and happy to have its comfort. A fast rhythmic thump of heart and Zaire was dipping forward, lips brushing along a long slender ear. Paused at the base he delivered a low murmur, "...hey Jory..." The words paused, awaiting the questioning they prompted.
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2014 2:47 pm
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Baby blues slip shut as those large hands slid up under his shirt to touch his skin. A soft smile playing on his lips, he leaning into the other boil, happy, even if that anxious knot lingered. He wanted to ask, but he was scared, too. So he bit his lip, and hr drink in the feel of hands on his sides, and shivered as lips moved against his ear.
His breath eased out in a sigh, and he leaned in closer, melting against that strong chest. When Zaire spoke, he gave a soft, inquisitive hum, head lifting up so he could meet glowing blues with careful eyes.
And he held his breath, because whatever it was Zaire had called him out there for, it was coming out. He tried to fend off the tension that threatened to crawl into his shoulders, down his back, and mostly succeeded. Only that quick pick up of his pulse gave away just how nervous he was in that moment.
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2014 3:47 pm
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The press to chest brought up a hand from Jory's hip, one that held the other boil around his back in a sort of half hug, a tight one. It might have given away his own nerves, but he could tell now, thanks to the time they had spent together exactly what Jory was feeling. Insecure, the boil in his arms was this among many things but even though Zaire knew it, he knew not how to help lessen it. Other than of course giving the other the time, and coming when called on to prove he was loyal.
Which lately he hadn't been so good at, given.
Here it went, the monster pulled back just a little but held the other firm as he started. "Remember how you asked what I'd had to do...the other day..?" The other day, as in the many times recently they would have to postpone things till later. He waited for a response and even after staring silently into those cautious eyes.
A chrip of something behind them and Zaire sighed, letting it all out now before the main event. "I..uh..well it really was nothing..." He winced and tilted his head slightly to grin at the other, "I..just got..a part time job...at the maul is all.." Well that felt better, but, "...but..that's not it..either... I guess.." A pause came and the mahamba's face twisted in frustration at himself, at the lack of proper words forming in his brain. "..Jack..damn it..what..I guess..it is...is," Zaire felt stupid rambling so on a turn back down he offered plainly to the other boil, a hint of fear to eye, "..it's just..I really like you..you know...like enough to think.. I ...might.." He groaned and looked off, holding his own breath now, then promptly letting everything out in one rush of breath, of course it was all ran together as well, "..IthinkImighthavefalleninlovewithyou."
Beejoux idk why my phone ate the last part -edits it in - : I
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2014 10:44 pm
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The afanc nodded. He remembered, and he hadn't really dwelled on it too[/] much, but he had wondered. Now he was even more curious, but it was a curiosity he wasn't sure he wanted answered. He was picking up Zaire's nerves, so despite the affection, he couldn't help but worry over what the taller boil wanted to tell him. And because it was him, and because he still failed to see the value in himself that Zaire saw, his mind was quick to throw up awful scenarios.
It didn't help that Zaire was beating around the bush. The mahamba wasn't usually this tight lipped. Quiet, yes, but never this dodgy.
His ears were drooping as the answer finally came out, or part of the answer. Jory blinked, brows creasing briefly before the words had fully sunk in. "You got a job?" He hadn't meant it to, but it came out softly incredulous. Zaire, working, was something that required wrapping one's mind around.
Thankfully, the boil was plowing through, nervously rambling on. The smaller boil was standing very quietly not as he listened, once again holding his breath as he curled pinkies into the belt loops on Zaire's sides. Nervous and fidgety, even as adoration and kindness was rained down on him. His cheeks flushed paler, and pale eyes kept skirting up to meet glowing blue, then twitching down.
Until that last, trailed-together bit of confession. Then his head snapped up, eyes going wide with wonder, and battling it out with disbelief. "You-you..." Pale cheeks were burning
"...I" He swallowed, with drawing his hands from Zaire's sides so he could lay palms against his chest, fingers curling around his tie. "I l-love you too..." It came out in a quiet, bashful squeak
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2014 7:04 pm
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The look he got from Jory had his blush darkening across cheeks, was it that far-fetched? A slightly grumpy face crept to light as he nodded slowly, "I..just liked getting you things plus..free food." He shrugged softly, looking away before back down, to catch the drop of ears. Jory always looked so damn cute like that, he couldn't help but want to attack but willed himself back due to what needed to be said and the fact of they were both in new clothes.
The rambling on would have continued if not for the fact that he now noticed Jory's touch. He was nervous, quiet but he seemed to not be withdrawing away from him. That had been a fear, after all they had moved fast at first and for a while Zaire wasn't really sure if Jory knew how relationships worked. Tanned hands moved up to touch pale cheeks, touching them lightly before giving a caress over the blush.
That look of wonder had the monster grinning slightly, still a little scared, "..yeah.." It was funny, he could almost feel the burn of the others blush. Then again he wasn't sure that wasn't his own bodies heat, especially when Jory started to reply. Though Zaire didn't look as amazed as Jory, he was equally in wonder about the last quiet sentence that fell from those blue lips.
On a laugh of joy hands moved to catch the ones around his tie, holding them down tight. There would be no escape for him now, the mahamba had every intention of devouring him whole with an admission like that. Besides, if he didn't take the kiss he was leaning into steal while staring into the others eyes, his pounding heart might very well burst.
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 5:24 pm
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Truth be told, Jory really didn't know how relationships were supposed to work. Or rather, when they had first gotten together, he hadn't. Through time, and attention, and spending time together the afanc had worked out the finer points. Well, he'd worked out what worked best for him and Zaire, and that was what mattered. What they had worked. It made Jory happy.
It made them both happy.
The confirmation, the grin, the ease of tension around them; all of it had the boil's shoulders loosening, an easy smile gliding along his own lips. Adoring and and maybe just a little smug, even if only on a subconscious level.
Someone loved him. They loved him, and they wanted to be with him. It made his chest swell, eyes hot with emotion.
When hands caught his own, drawing them down, he let the tie slip through his fingers and rose up on tip toe to meet the mahamba half way, melting into that kiss eagerly. Even his tail came up, curling around the both of them, hugging them together while Zaire held his hands at his sides.
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 6:30 pm
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It was easy to get caught up in the kiss, especially with the eager way the other boil melted against him. Lips pressed firm to get the point further stressed, to prove via tender affections that someone did in fact love Jory. Feeling the curl of tail around them, his own thicker rolled up to curl around the opposite side. Bringing with it a tighter press of their bodies.
The moment was sealed in his mind like this, the perfect closeness and kiss under the nights air with just the faint hint of music coming from school.
Maybe it was lack of oxygen but he was fairly sure this was the best kiss they had shared to date. On a pull back he licked over his lips, catching his breath as chest raised shakily up to Jory's. Slowly his hands released the others, then moved up to rest around Jory's shoulders. Just to hold him a little longer, just to enjoy being all alone at the lake.
Did they have to go to the dance, blues ask this silently as they stared into the lighter set. Then a hand moved to stroke the back of Jory's ponytail, "..should we go?" Or could he encourage a dance in the lake without upsetting Jory. The ball was in the other boils court, though sneaky hips did roll once into the smaller set.
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 7:22 pm
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Perfect. It was perfect. The press of lips, and teeth, and tongue; the wrap of long fingers around his wrists, holding his arms down at his sides; and the weight of Zaire's tail wrapped around his hips, holding them close. It pulled a small, helpless sound from the boil, almost a whimper, and pale hands tensed, clutching at air. He wanted to throw his arms around the taller boil's shoulders and climb up his body, to cling, and never let him go. It was such a selfish desire, and he didn't care.
Could he be selfish? Was it really okay?
His mind tried to tell him he didn't deserve it, this happiness, and he pushed it back, shut it away. It would come back, it always did, but for now, he just wanted to be happy.
When they finally parted the smaller boil swayed on his feet, features slack and expression dazed as his tongue slid over his lips. It took a moment for him to regain his focus, to blink up at Zaire and register was he was saying. "Go?" He couldn't quite remember what they had been doing before they'd met.
Frowning, he turned his head towards the faint sound of music, and then he remembered. The dance. They were supposed to be going to the dance. Worrying his lower lip, he stared across the lake, leaning into Zaire as strong arms wrapped around his shoulders.
He did want to go to the dance still, but as he looked back up at Zaire, saw the look in his eyes, a pout touched pale features. "Please?" His head ducked, arms coming up to wrap around the other monster's waist. "I have something for you, for after." It was dark, but Zaire could probably still see the color drain from already pale cheeks.
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 8:10 pm
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Had he of known of Jory's inner questioning he would have reassured tenfold that it was ok. In fact within a few weeks of their dating he had been shocked to realize just how selfless the other boil was. That in mind, the monster had honestly been trying to be as considerate as his own selfishness allowed to his partner. A rare thing in itself, but with Jory, there was an urge to do better, hence the job.
Maybe it was because Jory didn't expect it, it was hard for him to really pin point why.
It was always well worth nearly fainting to see that dazed look. A soft murmuring growl sounded as blue glowing gaze narrowed on the other. A nod of head and he was holding the other. As Jory slowly caught up he glanced back towards the dance as well, lingering for a moment before turning back to meet the pale washed face and blue eyes.
So cute, it wasn't fair.
The ducked head received a kiss, then a following n** at pale hair before a tanned chin was resting against it. IF not for the promise of something for him after, well, Zaire would have pressed further. But with it he surrendered to the cute, lips moving to press a kiss to the tip of a long ear. "Alright...we'd better get moving then..." While it was dark, his eyes were made for this type of thing which meant the blush was noted and with a firm curiosity as hands lowered and one reached for a blue hand to hold.
"....So...what do you have ...for me?" Yes, he was childish enough to ask now, because he could.
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2014 9:55 am
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Jory never asked for much, it just wasn't in him to be demanding. He was doing better, lately, with Zaire. Asking for things he wanted, though always shyly, never demanding. It would never occur to him to nag his boilfriend, to insist he be more than he was, because this Zaire was the one he had picked, the boil that made him happy, that he'd fallen for. When he did do more--make it to his classes, get his homework done on his own, the job--it meant more, because it wasn't expected.
The kiss to his head made him hum, a small little affectionate sound as he held onto the boil, and he he squeezed tighter as those lips ghosted over the tip of an ear.
When Zaire reached for his hand he slid pale fingers between darker ones, and his other hand came around, playing over the back of tanned knuckles. As if he couldn't quite get enough of touching the other boil, and that was even more reinforced by the weight of his tail as it looped around the much thicker one.
The question made the fading blush blaze bright again, and he actually stumbled, gaze dropping down and to the side as they walked back towards the school. "Um." He kept his gaze on the ground, as if to make sure he didn't trip again, but he didn't think he was fooling anyone. "Well..."
It had been hard enough, mustering up the courage to do it all on his own, without any prompting. So, absolutely flustered, he finally looked up again. "It-it's a a surprise. You'll have to wait for later." And it occurred to him, en, that if he had mentioned it, they likely wouldn't have made it to the dance at all.
No, keeping it a surprise was the wisest choice.
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