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 Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 6:41 pm
Mayah Playah So who do you think is the topper?  Kevin's ears burned from his blush and his breathing shortened considerably when he felt Caspar's lips against his. A kiss, and so gentle, too. His lips tingled, and his entire body followed along when he felt the flesh beneath his hand. "I-I..." he stammered, unsure of what to do in such a situation. He had only been in this once, but his mind was too frazzled to figure out what to do. "B-But we're in a public place." he said in a hushed tone.
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 6:50 pm
Caspar MacKenzie " Then let's go to your place," he said without missing a step, nudging Kevin's nose with his own and smiling softly. " Or we can go to mine. Although, I'm still moving in, so it's pretty messy and I'm decently sure that my bed hasn't arrived yet." Caspar pressed his lips to Kevin's again, pausing for a longer second before pulling away again and smiling. Awesome nerd Jesus, I don't even know. Caspar was supposed to be, but seeing how he reacts to Kevin touching his tail and ears, I can't figure it. What do you think?
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 7:13 pm
Mayah Playah Maybe it's a tradition for nekos to be bottoms? I mean, I can see Kevin as one of those nervous toppers, y'know? Maybe Caspar's a bottom whenever he goes full-neko? "O-Okay." Kevin nodded nervously and got up to his feet. He was nervous, both his beating heart and the bullets of sweat coming off him could vouch for him. He wasn't used to this, taking someone so handsome home. Thankfully he had a fairly abandoned dorm, or was that really a good thing? All it really did was make him even more nervous because it reminded him of what was about to happen.
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 7:27 pm
Caspar MacKenzieStanding, the tall half-neko smiled and took Kevin's hand, leading him down the small path. his ears sank back into his hair, followed by his tail. " If it's too far, we can stop by the shop and pick up my bike first, then ride there. Would you like to do that?" The blonde tilted his head, large greyish-blue eyes one the raven-haired beauty before him. Awesome nerd So... Caspar bottoms when he has ears and a tail, but tops when they're hidden?
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 7:34 pm
"Uh, y-yeah, that sounds good." Kevin mumbled as he struggled to follow after the blonde.
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 7:44 pm
Caspar MacKenzieOnce they were at the exit of the park, Caspar sighed and tugged Kevin closer. " You wouldn't happen to remember where the shop is...do you?" Awesome nerd Alright then! Our boys are WEIRD.
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 10:33 pm
Mayah Playah I'll just post here 'cause I'm lazy "Uh, yeah," Kevin blushed, feeling like a tough reliable guy the way Caspar held him. "It's just a few blocks down there." he said and pointed to his right then began walking. After a few blocks they reached the large bazaar with the shop at the end of it. "You think it's ready?" he asked as he watched people stare at the strange sight, suddenly feeling insecure.
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2013 10:56 pm
Caspar MacKenzie" I should think so," he said, releasing Kevin's hand. " I'll just be a minute. Wait right here." Disappearing into the shop, Caspar soon returned with his motorcycle in tow, shiny and ready to go. " All fixed up and ready to ride. Get on." The blonde swung his leg over the side, handing a helmet to Kevin before stuffing one onto his own head. " So, where do you live?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 8:56 pm
 "My name is Monday..."╔ ================================================================ ╗ The park was seemingly quiet. There were a couple families hear and there, an occasional walker with their pet dog by their side. Then there was an uninteresting bench to the side of one of the walkways, and it was occupied by a man dressed in black. His platinum blonde hair swayed with the wind, and his emotionless turquoise eyes watched people calmly. A bandana covered the lower half of his mouth, declaring to people that saw him that he couldn't talk. He crossed one leg over the other and laced his fingers over the knee, continuing his watch. At one point there was a mother and her daughter walking by, but the child stopped to stare at Monday. She 'ooh'ed and 'ah'ed at his bandana and tugged on her mother's sleeve to point it out, but the mother gently scolded at her for pointing. The mother glanced over at Monday, who looked back. Finding herself disturbed by the apathetic stare and the unusual bandana, she urged her daughter to move faster and strode away. Monday watched them walk off for a while, noticing the girl look back every now and then, then solemnly looked back forward. ╚ ================================================================ ╝ "...Because nobody likes me." ....................................................................................................................
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 9:07 pm
 Patrick Sinclair
"Let the storm rage on..."Patrick waddled into the park, a stack of food in his arms. It didn't take long to locate the silent man, hearing a little girl chatter about him to her mother as they walked by. " There you are!" he proclaimed happily, setting the food down on the bench and setting his hands on his hips. " You want to eat here, or under that tree?" asked Patrick as he pointed at a large tree with overhanging branches and no one under it. "...The cold never bothered me anyway."................................................................................
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 9:24 pm
"My name is Monday..."╔ ================================================================ ╗ Hearing the familiar voice, Monday turned his head to see the man from earlier hurry towards him, and with more than enough food for two people. The silent man stared at the food, blinking but once, then, at Patrick's question, shook his head and pointed to the bench. He pulled his notepad out as well as a pencil and scribbled something on it before showing it to the redhead. ' I like it on this bench. Plus, we can use the free space as a table! mrgreen ' He paused then pulled his notepad back, erased it all, wrote more things in, then showed it to him again. ' Oh! Did you want to eat there? o///o We can move, if you'd like. I'll help you carry all that food!' He already got to his feet and started picking up a few boxes. ╚ ================================================================ ╝ "...Because nobody likes me."....................................................................................................................
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 9:29 pm
Patrick Sinclair
"Let the storm rage on..."Patrick hand's set itself on Monday's shoulder, the man it belonged to laughing cheerfully. " It's alright," he said, taking the boxes and setting them back down. " Let's just eat here. Less of a hassle, anyway!" He said down, reaching for three boxes and handing them to the blonde. " Here: pork egg rolls and stir fried rice. I didn't know if you might want more, so I ended up buying a little of pretty much everything. Whatever we don't eat, we can just give to someone else. I'm sure your roommate (if you have one) likes Chinese." He pulled out a box of beef and broccoli, taking a pair of chopsticks and picking up a piece of beef. " So, do you have a roommate?" "...The cold never bothered me anyway." ................................................................................
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 9:46 pm
 "My name is Monday..."╔ ================================================================ ╗ Pausing a moment, Monday nodded and settled back in his seat. He took the box of egg rolls and set it on his lap. He lifted his hands and moved them to the back of his bandana. After wrestling with the not, he managed to undo it and took it off. Although his mouth wasn't exactly extraordinary, it was completely different seeing Monday's entire face. The thin line for a mouth completed his emotionless look, but it also gave him an edge of mysterious charm. There was also the fact that he had a handsome face for someone with low self-esteem. As he took a bite of his egg roll, he glanced over at Patrick and shook his head in response to the question. He gulped down his bite and set down his egg roll to write on his notepad. ' Since my grandparents live here, I commute. Do you live in the dorms?
P.S. This egg roll tastes great! emotion_omnomnom ' ╚ ================================================================ ╝ "...Because nobody likes me."....................................................................................................................
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 9:56 pm
Patrick Sinclair
"Let the storm rage on..."He looked up to see what the movement was about, then froze. Monday was... really... really good-looking. The Scot was rarely around people he hadn't known his entire life, being from such a small village. Despite that, he always knew that he liked both men and women, so long as they were interesting. But he'd never been so instantly attracted to someone before! It made him scared, delighted, and, most remarkably, intimidated. The tall teen had always been confident in his looks as well as his charms, but this man before him was so much more... well, manly. It was strange, being so attracted to a friend that he had just met and, consequently, barely knew, but it was enough to make his cheeks grow as red as his hair. He bowed his head and ate fierecly, almost forgetting to reply. Raising his head, he scratched the back of his neck and grinned, hoping to overshadow his blush and force it down. " Yeah, I do! My entire family still lives in Scotland so I'm stuck here in a foreign country all by myself. I'm supposed to live in a two-person dorm, but no one's come to claim the other room yet, so I'm living by myself. Kinda nice, I guess, considering I used to live with ten other people!" Catching himself rambling, he swallowed back the rest of his words and looked back to his food. " S-so, have you been going to the school long? I just finished my first week and I still keep getting lost." "...The cold never bothered me anyway." ................................................................................
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 10:11 pm
"My name is Monday..."╔ ================================================================ ╗ Monday examined Patrick's face curiously, interested in the coloration of his cheeks. His suspicions were confirmed, however, when he heard the next question. ' Ah, I was wondering about the redness of your cheeks, but now I know. I'm really sorry I dragged you here, now you've got a cold! ._. You even forgot what I wrote to you a couple hours ago. I just transferred, so I don't start until this coming Monday. Do you want to leave now so you can get some rest?' ╚ ================================================================ ╝ "...Because nobody likes me."....................................................................................................................
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