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High-functioning Marshmallow
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 Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 4:06 am
Eventually he looked back at the man and forced himself to go on. “Okay, I'm sorry about, um, assuming – maybe you didn't sleep with Keith, maybe you did, but it's not my business and I shouldn't say my opinion on it when I wasn't asked.” That wasn't very hard after the first apology, actually, which surprised him. Though, he wasn't done yet. “But, sweetie, you should ditto that, okay? I'm not a 'bleeding heart' and I don't like being told I am one when I already said I was fine. I don't have anything to 'heal' from, so,” ...What was that phrase? Theresa used to say it a lot.. The finger he had raised to point at the man lowered for a brief time while he tried to figure – oh, right! He raised his hand again, “'don't try to fix what isn't broke'.” He ended that firmly, returning his hand to cross over his other arm like before. “Can we drop this now and go back?”
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 5:08 am
 _________________________________________________________________ There were so many things the man wanted to say right then. First he wanted to clarify that he did not sleep with Keith, and that if he wanted proof of that it's Clark that does that, he should just poke his head downstairs and be scarred for life... But no, he did not say that. Next he wanted to ask a question... "Back to what?" he was looking directly into the blue-haired boys eyes as he asked that. Honestly, go back to what? To Kade pretending he was straight? To that boy running away from what it is that's eating him up inside, avoiding it with a smile? Is that what he wanted to go back to? "You say that phrase, but do you really know what you want life to be like now? Don't fix what isn't broken huh? Sounds more like more denial to me..." In a tired and once again sober mood, Avien's words still weren't exactly soft... He was sure he'd regret it later, but it seemed Kade couldn't get it through his head... "Is that all you came over for, or did you need something?"_________________________________________________________________
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 6:04 am
He only averted his eyes since looking into Avien's didn't make him feel any better. “I wanted to borrow your porch or couch or floor for a little while.” He said reluctantly, not finding any point to the request now that it was obvious an apology didn't fix much. Which sucked, since, now, he didn't have a clue where else he could go. He was sure everyone else wasn't close enough or on good terms with him either and he couldn't go stay with Theresa now, so.. “But, never mind, I'll go stay at the salon or something.” Why didn't he just go there in the first place? It wasn't like anyone would care if he slept there and – oh, right, Theresa knew where that was. ..Better than a draft? Oh, well. He just waited for the guy to dismiss him now, since it was rude to leave a home without warning! ..Ah, like Kade cared, he was probably just standing there in hopes Avien wasn't that tired of this.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 6:43 am
_________________________________________________________________ That point that the author said Avien would regret his words? Guess what, that time already was starting to hit. He was feeling bad for speaking so harshly about the topic matter... sleeping in the salon... Wasn't that illegal for cosmetology operations laws (It actually usually is in most place where cosmetology is regulated through beauty schools... >nods<). "No... you can crash here for a little while, what's up?" the air was still kind of awkward, but he wasn't going to turn the boy away when he needs him to be there. No matter how much this was going to kill him inside, he was going to continue to be there for the boy... _________________________________________________________________
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 10:38 am
....Uh? The ********? "Duuuuuuude, I totally just heard Kade's annoying voice. Damn, I'm hearing s**t... heheheh... " He had heard and seen things not real before while being on drug, but Kade's voice? Well, he'll be damn. Of all things he could hear, it had to be his voice. Was it a sort of consciousness trying to tell him he was feeling guilty about trashing the man's place? Oh, of course not! If anything, he wanted to remind him how awesome it had been! Keith smilled more and giggle at the though. Okay, enough Kade-dreaming, back to Clark. He went back toward, the man, placing himself behind him and started to rub his chest against Clark's back, leg against left and his face inside his neck. Rubbing was good!
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 5:52 pm
Threw a microwave out of a window! ...Yeah, no, he wouldn't say that. “broken a few things. Like a window. Or two. And the bird, but that could have been an accident – but, I didn't think that then and I got a little mad and, um, Tess – my sister? - she's mad at me for getting mad and so she's at the inn with Junior, so I was staying at my place, which is cleaner and stuff, but I haven't fixed the windows or anything yet and it's kinda quiet now and since the windows are, um, yeah, it's kinda cold and stuff, but I'm getting it fixed, just I don't know who I'm supposed to call for that since there isn't a phonebook that's up to date, people keep moving in and out of here a lot, so..”
He took a breath after that, frowning – awkward silences always seemed to bring back that talkative nature of his. Not that it was helping him do anything but lose his breath. Still, he went on if only because the quiet made him nervous and with this whole situation drifting from agitation, guilt, anxiety – yep, it wasn't helping much when he stayed quiet, so moving on faster was the best thing. “I didn't mean to go to you, since this.. isn't a very good time for, um, you, I don't think, but there isn't really anywhere else, since the inn has them and Gladice's isn't a good idea either, since, you know, it's just, um, yeah. Maybe three days? Or two, I can eat out and I'll be outside most of the time, so it's really only during night – if you tell me, um, when you normally get up, I can try to leave before then, I normally get up at, like, eight, but I'm flexible, I've gotten up at 3 before and been just fine, it's just me setting an alarm – um, I don't have one right now, since that's kinda broken too, but I can get one at the general store for cheap, so, I just need a time and we're set.” He paused again and looked at him expectantly, hoping he had at least caught some of that or none of that or would say something or else Kade would have to try and find something else to ramble about.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 12:58 am
___ _________________________________________________________________ Avien listened to the boy's whole speech, each word making his heart sink further into his stomach, if that were at all possible... But it was obvious that Kade did notice he was hurt, and maybe even felt bad about it, babbling on and on about how he could stay out of sight and what not. That isn't what the man wanted... No, that isn't what he wanted at all. Once the boy stopped his yammer, Avien just kind of smiled softly at him, "Really, you don't have to go to that much of an extreme... I don't hate you for what happened the other night..." That was something he needed to clarify? "Look Kade, what you said, it did hurt... a lot... but I'm still your friend, and just that incident isn't going to change that... I'm not that petty... So you don't need to try and avoid me or anything. I'm not letting you stay here out of just pity. You're my friend, and if you need me, I'm here to help..." It was the honest to god truth... You could keep hurting this man over and over again and he still wouldn't get the message in the end. ~ Clark drank what he was told to before laughing again, "Who ********' cares if your hearing things or not... ********' Avien's problem if that little p***y's here..." he replied with giddy giggles and snickers, his hand drawing over Keith's skin before he groaned slightly. This felt so good. He didn't care why or how, he just wanted to keep feeling this... whatever thise was... Well aside from the obvious part of him feeling Keith's skin under his fingers. What would it feel like if they ******** right now he started to wonder... _________________________________________________________________
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 1:10 am
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 1:40 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2011 3:02 am
____________________________________________________________________ Clark giggled along with Keith as he recalled pretty much the same kind of thing as Keith did about the word he chose to use. Oh he cracked himself up! Then Keith tried to convey a thought. Yeah, ******** the reason why Kade might be here... It's not like he'd be sticking around along anyways! Then they locked lips and Clark moaned slightly at the grinding motion. Skin to skin, hm, why did it feel so good? Didn't ********' care, just wanted more of it! His hands and arms continued to work over the body above him, enjoying every second of it. ~ Well it was good to know the non-hate was mutual... Wait, non-hate? What the hell was the author thinking? At any rate, Avien soon heard the question about rules ringing through his head and answered pretty much right away, "Well, I live on the upper level, Clark in the lower level of the house... The middle floor is shared... So, don't go down to the lower level, it's not generally a particularly pleasant or safe place to be... Clark has a few um, anger management issues, in other words a short fuse, so uh, avoiding him a lot of the time might be a good idea..." He paused here to see what the boy would have to say in reaction to that. _________________________________________________________________
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Zemblanity Insomnia rolled 3 6-sided dice:
1, 4, 4
Total: 9 (3-18)
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2011 3:21 am
~Time skip~
Well, wasn't that just awesome? How long had he last? He wasn't sure. It could have been two minutes, or two hours, it felt just the same for him. In fact, it felt so good that.. "Dude... I'm still horny." Without really waiting for an answer on Clark's side, he had grabbed another confoms and went at it again. Not that Clark would have refused if he felt half as good and as high as he was.
~Time Skip~
Wooo! This felt even better than the first time! Not only was it better, but both boys had been twice as loud as their first ecstasy induce intercourse. For one second, he ponder if Avien heard them, but then started to giggle, realizing that ******** right he must have heard them. They had been ******** loud! The boy grabbed Clark by the shoulders, sit on him and started some post-sex makeout session, still rubbing both bodies together and... "Dude! One more time!" Hey! They were high on ecstasy! They could keep going at it all night long if they wanted too!
~Time Skip~
By then, the magic pilled had finally started to die down. Not that Keith wasn't still feeling good, but he had taken his almost an hour before Clark's, so the effects were almost gone. He had went to the mini fridge and drank two can one after the other. Sex wasn't the best activity to keep yourself hydrated. He took the last two one and brought them for Clark, before Crashing next to him. "Fuuuuck dude... yeah. Awesome." He giggle some before saying something that, due to the drugs and being tired just didn't make any sense at all. Who cared? He repositioned himself on the bed, using Clark's chest as a pillow. He hadn't done that since Conor. Before, he was blaming the lack of pillow, but right now, he would blame the drugs. He'd never admit he liked doing it, however. Nope, never. But damn, did he love using someone's chest as a pillow.
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2011 3:53 am
..A little louder than giggles.. and much more awkward. Was that..? He knew that someone else was down there, but he had thought it was a few friends, not – well, it was their house and.. and, yep, Kade couldn't say anything. Outside of clearing his throat to block out some of the faint grunts and moans the drugged up men downstairs were creating and say uneasily, “Um, really happy.” He stopped again – well, it wasn't silence now making him nervous. Oh, well, he could ignore it. Out of sight, out of mind! “Okay, so, I'll avoid there and stick here.” He clarified pretty unnecessarily, “You have my cell, so, um, you can give me a warning if you or he brings someone home, since, um, yeah. ..Is there anything else?” Partially to make sure, but mostly to keep the guy talking, since.. they were getting.. much louder than before. It was harder to ignore that without at least having some other noise to focus on.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 1:27 am
____________________________________________________________________ Three rounds that clearly had to be heard on the floors above, Clark moaned, and groaned, and giggled as they carried on, and when all was said and done, he just laid there, still feeling awesome with Keith resting his head on his chest. "I'll show you to the room you can crash in..." It was just up the stairs and to the left, across from Avien's room. It was recently cleaned too since the man did that when he was depressed. It was a cute little room with a daybed in it, a TV, it looked like half of a living room and the other half kind of an office, or study! Maybe that was it! _________________________________________________________________
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 1:47 am
Keith repositioned himself on Clark, cuddling next to him. Yes, Keith was probably breaking a rule or five, but now, he didn't minded. His mind was fuzzy, he felt good and he was tired... and he missed Conor's secret cuddles at night. Of course, there was the issue of the broken condom, but Keith was too ******** up to even have noticed it. He would the next morning, however. Oh, he so would. But for now... yeah, he was confortable and drifting of to sleep, nuzzling more against Clark's body. "I...miss you..." He said, already being half asleep and barely noticing that he was even talking. He wouldn't remeber that at all the next morning. Expecially not with how he was about to finish that sentence. "Co...or..." Yeah, seeing the boy earlier that day had really done a number to him.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 2:18 am
He followed the man upstairs, vaguely remembering it from the first night he came over. Both times he had gone up the stairs, though, he was a bit preoccupied to really pay attention. He hadn't even noticed that there was a second room up there~! So, he got his own room? He peaked inside and raised his brows. That was much better than his RV, even when it wasn't trashed! Just a daybed was enough to impress him, but he even got a TV~! He didn't need to hide out around town now, he could just hide out in the room and catch up on shows~ He hadn't seen Fashion Runway in awhile~! “Hey, this is really nice, honeybun~!” He informed him, frowning slightly after the words left his mouth. Maybe.. ditching that nickname for now would be a good idea. “Thanks, Avien, um – is this..” He paused and glanced inside again – it looked like an office sort of thing, the daybed aside. “Do you use this sometimes? I mean, as a study or something?” Oh, shoot. Then he couldn't very well hide out there, could he? Oh, well, still, wasn't his house.
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