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 Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 7:06 pm
Tristan paused as they pulled away, eyes going saucer round as Angellus begain lift up his shirt. He paused and moved his hand settling it on Angellus belly, eyes focused on it and the nice abs the angel had.
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 7:09 pm
Pausing for a longer moment, the angel closed his eyes at the feel of the warm, foreign hand touching his stomach. Tristan's hands were warm... and his skin was soft... Opening his eyes, he slowly began to drop his shirt, still unsure of what to do. "You... don't know what it is you're feeling... do you?" The angel asked softly, probably already knowing the answer.
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 7:13 pm
Tristan blinked and then looked down, flushing darkly and shook his head. "Its..it's my first time with anyone like this." He looked up silvery eyes wide. "Did I do something wrong..I was liking this."
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 7:18 pm
The angel chuckled lightly at himself and ran a hand through his hair, relaxing greatly at hearing what Tristan had to say. "No, you didn't do anything wrong. I just... I started to worry that I was doing something wrong." Leaning forward, he lightly brushed his lips to the coon's lips, "Did... you want to stop...?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 7:20 pm
Tristan shook his head. "No.....I don't want to stop," he said softly and ran his hand up Angellus chest, eyes closed at the feel of skin and the play of muscles underneath.
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 7:21 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 7:25 pm
Closet time *Shoves boys in*
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 3:07 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 3:24 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 2:13 pm
It was well into the night by the time that Angellus had finally woken himself from his calm, relaxing sleep. Both arms were wrapped around the slender body of his boyfriend, and he smiled lightly, kissing the top of the coon's head. Biting his lower lip, the angel carefully unwrapped his arms and slid out of the bed, pulling the covers up around Tristan for extra warmth. Pulling on a pair of boxers, Angellus made his way out into the living room and peeked into Angelo's room, sighing softly in relief that the hybrid was sound asleep in his new bed with his music turned on low.
Silently closing the door, Angellus turned and made his way into the bathroom. Splashing his face with cold water and then drying it off with a towel, he turned and crept back to his-- their?-- bedroom. Lifting the covers, he slid back into the bed and wrapped his arms back around the small coon, sighing contently.
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 3:49 pm
Tristan moved in his sleep as weight left his body and then was added and he snuggled into the warmth and back into Angellus..but there was no Angellus. He blinked slowly opening his eyes sleeply and moved and then winced.
He was sore but a sort of delicious soreness that felt good. "An..Angellus?" He muttered sleepily as the warm weight returned.
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 5:07 pm
Angellus wrapped his arms tighter around Tristan, still being gentle. Kissing the top of the coon's head softly, he smiled and held him dearly. "... How are you feeling?" The angel asked softly, in an apologetic tone. He knew that Tristan was most likely sore, and he felt bad for being the cause of any sort of... pain... that may have occured through it all.
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 6:52 pm
"Sore..it's an all right sore though," he muttered sleepily still blinking and closed his eyes again giving the angel a nuzzle. "I kind of like it."
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 4:50 pm
Angellus reached up a hand to run his fingers lightly through Tristan's hair, smiling softly while placing soft kisses onto the coon's forehead and cheek. "I'm still sorry that you're sore at all..."
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 4:59 pm
Tristan shrugged his slim shoulders, nestling deeper against Angellus. "You worry to much. I'm not sorry at all." His small face flushed.
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