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 Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2013 9:14 pm
Leon Court With a small laugh, Leon pulled his clothes back on and went to the door, tugging his jacket on. "Please...don't open the door to anyone but me, alright?" he said, checking his keys. "I'm serious. I don't trust that man!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2013 10:04 pm
 " Goodbye, dearie." his voice echoed down the stairs, and any remaining echo was soon drowned out by the sound of the shower's hiss.
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 10:09 pm
Leon Court"Nikolai? I'm back!" he called as he went inside, the bags in his arms. "Where are you?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 10:22 pm
" Mmm, over here, dearie!" Nikolai called out and walked towards Leon from the kitchen. He was dressed back into his suit with slightly damp hair, a small pint of ice cream in one hand and his other holding a spoon connected to his mouth. " Mmph, did you know there was ice cream here?" he asked while tasting the melting ice cream. " Yes, I just found out. I've never had butterscotch, I honestly can't remember why I had some here. Oh, but I'm so glad I kept it, dearie! It's absolutely marvelous!" he beamed and walked over to Leon, holding up a spoonful. " Here, dearie, you must, oh so must, try some!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 8:21 pm
Leon CourtHe opened his mouth and closed it around the spoon, swallowing the melting ice cream. His eyes fluttered closed, and he moaned quietly. The spoon slid from his lips, and he smiled. "God, that's delicious," he said, opening his violet orbs and gazing at Nikolai. "Now, about food, would you rather have me grill steaks, or bake lasagna for dinner?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 9:51 pm
Sticking another spoonful of ice cream back into his own mouth, Nikolai glanced upward and gave it thought. " Hmm, I'm feeling rather Italian today, dearie." he said before looking back at the TV, where Project Runway came back from the commercial break. " Which reminds me, dearie," he said while stirring the almost gone pint of ice cream. " What are you? German? French? Russian?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 10:01 pm
Leon CourtWalking towards the kitchen, Leon chuckled lightly. He knew he'd be asked this sooner or later. "My grandmother was an immigrant from Monaco, who married a business tycoon from Turkey. My father himself was also an immigrant, but from Spain. So I'm a quarter Monacan, half Spanish, and a quarter Turk."
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 10:15 pm
" Ah, it makes such sense now." Nikolai nodded with a devious grin. " And might I add that that's a terribly sexy combination~" he purred and contemplated joining him in the kitchen. The kitchen was clean, and if he entered it and touched it with those deathly black fingers of his, it would most likely end up like how it was this morning: utter destruction. He couldn't put Leon through all that again! And so the Sin took it upon himself to watch his beloved modeling show and finish off his ice cream while getting comfortable on the couch. A tough decision, yes, but it was the only logical choice.
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 10:44 pm
Leon Court"I never get tired of hearing you say things about me are sexy," he said, starting on the food. By the end of the modeling show, the teacher walked in, carrying two plates with forks and knives, as well as you wine glasses and a bottle of red wine that was aged to perfection. "You see, I can accomplish so many things in a clean kitchen."
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 10:49 pm
" Yes, yes, I get the idea." Nikolai said with an exasperated sigh. " But remember that I am Sloth, dearie. Telling me to clean is like telling.... Oh, I don't know, you to not be sexy. Yes, that seems to make sense." Smiling, he took the plate and gazed at the food. " Dear me, it all looks so delectable!" he praised and handed Leon the remote. " Here you are, dearie. I've watched all I needed to resume being gay. Pick something out that you like."
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 10:55 pm
Leon CourtWith a laugh, he flicked through the channels, finally landing on an old movie that was still in black and white. "Men back then...they were men. These days? Not so much. Sometimes I feel like I can never measure up," he sighed, cutting a small piece of the lasagna and picking it apart with his fork. "I mean, compared to some, I'm manly, but to these men? Not even close!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 11:01 pm
" Mmm, I believe it's the mustache. Oh so many men back then had one, and I do believe it's coming back." Nikolai observed with a slight shudder. He didn't like facial hair. Well, that wasn't entirely true. He was okay with a scraggy beard, but anything that would tickle him during a kiss was completely out of the question. He bit into his food and smiled. " Very well done, dearie! Oh my, yes."
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 11:09 pm
Leon CourtHe blushed lightly, delicately nibbling on his own food. He wasn't that hungry. In fact, he was too full of dread to even think of food. "Nikolai...can I ask you something?" he mumbled, his head bowed and his fork probing the food. "And you have to be truthful. I don't want a clever little lie."
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 11:14 pm
" Mmm, I don't like the sound of this." Nikolai said under his breath and glanced at Leon, fork still in his mouth. " What is it, dearie?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 8:39 pm
Leon Court"Do you really care about me? Or are you just pretending like...like you did with Ivan?" he asked, not looking at the Sin. "Because he really believes you loved him and...I don't want that to be me..."
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