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 Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 5:45 am
 -Clark Rothenburger-___________________________________________________________Sober, not sober, eh, what was the difference? Clark had made up his mind about this relationship. He kissed the man back, roughly, in the way that would be typical of Clark since he wasn't a delicate little priss like his brother. Yeah, messing around like this was all he needed. No emotions, just enjoyable sensations. Once they stopped making out Clark smirked at the other, "So you going to go now or are you hoping for another game of ziltch?" the game he lost his a** too... ____________________________________________________________   
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 5:59 am
Well, he was about to leave after that, but seeing how Clark was looking at him, and with the question he had ask? Yeah, right, as if he was leaving. He had in front of him being all curious about sex. It was his duty to help him understand everything about it! He quickly removed the shirt he had just put on, and moved back unto Clark, pulling him into and other kiss. His hands doing the same to Clark's shirt than he had done to his own, throwing it, God knew where. Which, now that he thought about it, would make give him the possibility to take a shower too, without having to wait on Bela monopolizing the bathroom. Well, if he could steal their food, no reason why he couldn't steal their hot water too. He had pushed Clark all the way into the bathroom, leaving behind them a trail of clothes. Keith had made sure to take a condom out of his pants pocket (yes, the same one he had taken from Avien. He could steal those too!) before throwing them away. "Get the water running, I'll join you in right after I grabbed the clothes.... Oh, you know what? ******** it. I'd pay to see the face of your brother if he was to come home to that." He returned to Clark, pushing him into the stream of hot water.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 6:26 am
-Clark Rothenburger-___________________________________________________________The boy was a bit surprised at the events that unfolded so quickly, but he couldn't deny that he kind of liked that, as well as the thought of his brother being traumatized by the clothes scattered on the way to the shower, walking in to hear them ******** in the shower. Oh yeah, that shower would never be the same for him again if he came home to that. However Clark knew his brother too well to expect him back this soon from walking Kade home... The man was borderline obsessed already, and it was really ******** annoying. Maybe that's why he wished to make him uneasy? It wouldn't take much... He'd just have to wait till that sap asked him if he loved Keith... He'd probably choke on whatever words were on the tip of his tongue, waiting to pounce after an answer, but getting something he didn't expect. Once pushed into the hot water by Keith, Clark pulled the other in, the curtain sliding shut before he pressed him hard against the wall as they made out. Yeah, he needs love when you can just ******** around like this with no shame at all, not emotional strings that only caused pain later. Yeah, sex without the mess, this was the way to go... If he were a sap like he brother, he might have considered thanking the red head he was currently lip locked with for showing him this way of life, but eh, that might be a little too nice for now and would ruin the heated moment... //And now we know what happens so I just hit the magic time-skip button// ____________________________________________________________
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 1:18 pm
That had been... good. In fact, better than last nigth. That is, if you didn't count the part where Keith sliped, pulling Clark with him in a very awkward position and taking a good five minutes to go back into the action, but that was just a detail. No, what had made it better, was the pure raw bestial sex that happened. It was quite different from the tame one he had yesterday. This was more... well, more to what he was used to do with Conor. Conor always coming back on his mind, and he tried to push it away every time , trying to ignore that little voice that was telling him that he was only looking for a Conor replacement. Well, ******** that voice and ******** Conor (and totally ******** Clark right now too, being the point of the time skip). He liked that the boy was into rough sex. It just made everything better. Keith was half expecting him to me more... calm, being a virgin and everything, but it would appear that his fiery personality shined during ******** when he was Sober.... or maybe it would also be like that when he was high, yesterday just being his first time. That was good, that was good....
One everything was done and they were both cleaned (they were in a shower, afterall), Keith dried himself, threw the towel on the floor and left the bathroom, naked, hoping that Avien was there.... Unfortunatly, he wasn't. "Ah, damn, dude. I was hoping to traumatize your brother or something, but he didn't got home yet... unless he did and ran away" The boy chuckled at the idea of Avien entering the house, turning away and running as fast as he could while screaming like a girl. Oh, wouldn't that just be hillarious. Oh well. Next time maybe. He proceeded to pick up his clothes, getting dressed as he went on. One he had all his clothes (minus his socks that he still couldn't find), he walked to Clark and pulled him in a quick kiss. There was no love or anything like that in it. It was a simple 'thank you' for the good last halfhour. "You're getting ******** good at it." He said with a grin. "But yeah, I should really be going before Blonde b***h calls the cop to know where the ******** I am." She had done it already. Twice.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 7:03 am
-Clark Rothenburger-___________________________________________________________"Eh, he's been through a lot for only being twenty-five... I think it would probably take a little more than that to traumatize him..." but the two could still hope that it would at least make him, uneasy? It was a rather long time for Avien to be out, just to be seeing someone off. A thought then came to his mind. What if he was getting... rejected. No, that couldn't happen. He couldn't miss work to be depressed. Why did this concern Clark at all? Oh yeah, because Avien was the soul provider for the household... Shutting down a shop because the owner got dumped, no... that was a bad idea. Even Clark, who never worked a day in his life, knew this. Oh well, he shouldn't worry about it. For all he knew, the reason Avien didn't get home yet was because he was getting laid. Yeah, that's what he was going to go with for now. After Keith kissed him once more before remarking about Bella, the man smirked, "Psh, wouldn't want that to happen... better get your a** home... ya know, your room mate sounds like she's trying to be your mom or something... I'd watch out for that..." Of course, he wasn't really concerned about it, but having someone think they could mother you was annoying as hell. ____________________________________________________________
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 7:16 am
//exit Keith
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 1:15 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 1:32 am
 ___ _________________________________________________________________ By the time Avien got home, and the monkey descended upon it in search of drugs, Clark was now fully dressed, brushing out his hair from having been in the shower. It was all tangled, and even if he didn't care that much about how he looked, he wasn't going to leave it all tangled simply because it was uncomfortable. When Avien came in, and the young brother saw that look on his face he glared sharply before starting to yell, "OH MY ********' GOD I'M GOING TO KILL THAT LITTLE PIECE OF s**t! You better not be going out drinking tonight... That would be one dumb ******** move Avien...""I'm not going out drinking, and don't lay a finger on Kade..." replied the older brother in a dead tone, "I'm going up to my room now... There is a monkey somewhere in the house now... little fuzzy ball followed me home. Don't let it hurt itself, okay?" with that Avien went up the stairs and into his room, locking the door for once after going in there. He didn't want to talk to anyone or really interact with anyone. Maybe that monkey later, but after he got out of his depressed state, he might realize that bringing that thing home might not have been such a good idea. Right now, Avien didn't care what was a good idea and what was a bad idea... he hurt, and all he wanted to do right now was cry, even though he hated crying. The tears started to roll down his cheeks the instant he was alone. He'd been holding them back ever since Kade said what he did. There was no point in holding them back now though... Now that he was alone. The soft bed that Kade had liked so much was now stained with tears, but the man had his tissues, one box that he hadn't used in god knows how long. Oh, they were getting use today, and Clark could hear it, even though the older of the two was sobbing so softly. I don't care what the ******** you say... I'm going to ********' kill that pipsqueak for making you cry... maybe he did care a little bit about his brother, and just wasn't willing to admit it. It was one thing for him to hurt his brother, accuse him of things, and in general, rip him up good, but that's because they were brothers... No one else was allowed to hurt that pansy of a man because that was Clark's job! He'd have to ask Keith were he could find that brat... or maybe he'd beat his a** at the salon... Whatever, that kid was going to get it this time! And the only person that could actually protect him, he hurt too much for him to be present! _________________________________________________________________
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 1:49 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 8:35 pm
-Clark Rothenburger-___________________________________________________________Luck enough for Keith, Clark actually wasn't down in his lair. It was disturbingly clean down there again, and he was up in the kitchen to get some junk food... That's one of the better ways to get rid of that clean smell... Doritos... Yes... He had them in hand when he heard the knocking at the door. That's right... Keith's supposed to stop over, right? He remembered that he'd asked to come over. It was really weird though, since he seemed to be a bit off since encountering that douchebag Conor... Well it seemed it was better that Clark hadn't really killed Conor, but he should know better than to try and start s**t again with the big guy. Hm, yes, Clark and his short fuse... The man walked over to the door and peeled it open to, sure enough, see the red outside. "Hey..." was all he really said, not being a particularly vocal person. Sure, Keith was his friend... kind of... sort of... Well, as close to a friend as Clark was ever really going to get most likely, so there wasn't really any extreme excitement in his voice, but it wasn't completely flat either. He enjoyed spending time with Keith. He wasn't nearly as annoying as everyone else since he wasn't trying to pretend like he was perfect like Avien was always trying to do. Dumb ******** that try that kind of nonsense... Clark just didn't understand, why care? ____________________________________________________________
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 8:55 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 9:18 pm
-Clark Rothenburger-___________________________________________________________Clark just blinked a few times as he watched the other move about, giggling. What the hell? What was with the giggling? Did he have something in his system already that was making him giggle like a giddy school girl, or was it the surprise he had in store? Clark, didn't know, and didn't particularly care, but did raise a brow as Keith stopped before going down the stairs... calling him 'hot stuff'. Yep, they would probably result in more ********' around at some point. Then again, whenever these two saw each other, it was generally to get high, ******** around, or both... It was a goo way to have a relationship, but seriously what was up with that giggling. "Yeah, head on down, I just came up to get some snacks... gotta warn you though, Avien apparently cleaned again..." the room smell of febreeze again. Not that it was a bad thing, but seriously! Oh yes, and there was the deal of cleaning up after the monkey the man brought home. Seriously, what was Avien thinking for the past while? Clearly he wasn't thinking at all, otherwise he'd be over that p***y Kade and move on with life... ____________________________________________________________
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 9:27 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 9:48 pm
-Clark Rothenburger-___________________________________________________________Still with the giggling... it was kind of strange. There had to be something up with the guy, but it's not like Clark cared enough to ask about that. "already got s**t in the mini fridge to drink..." it was the truth he hollered down the stairs as he came down shortly after the red head. Of course, when he got down there and saw Keith pulling off his clothes already, he blinked a few times. Oh... Yeah, he could deal with this since the man wasn't exactly and eye sore... but still, the giggling was really weird. ____________________________________________________________
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 10:04 pm
He then return his attention on Clark... who was still standing in confusion? Nope. That wasn't acceptable! Keith smiled widely as he approached the larger man. He didn't take a moment to pull Clark closer using his shirt and locking lips with him. However, Keith,s mouth wasn't standing still, going everywhere on the boy's mouth, neck, ear, everywhere! Same with his hands that were touching as many places as their could on Clark's body. He then proceed to push him on the bed, before jumping back on hims and resuming is overly attention giving. "Maaaan, you're body feels so ******** nice" A bit of neck sucking, lip bitting, hair ruffling. "Dude, the ********? You don't seem to... OH YEAH. I didn't give you your surrise... ehheheeh.. that's why... hehehee." The boy then rolled of Clark. Of course he wouldn't be as into it as Keith was! He was still sober. Silly Keith! the fake readhead boy started to look throught his pokets... where was it, where was it... oh! there it was. He removed a small plastic bag with a small tablet in it and gave it to Clark. "Don't even need to thank me. I thought you might be happy to have some after spending the day with ******** Conor!"
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