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Will any one actually be on the side of the goodguys? |
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not me! |
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my character is too dark |
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being good is sooo not cool, guys |
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Why the hell is this so easy to predict??? |
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 10:41 am
((you tease!)) Dion smiles, nodding as he put his coffee mug in the sink, "That sounds good... Relaxing for the day sounds good anyways... We can order out if you want to..." He turns with a casually charming smile, running a hand through his still tussled hair. He grabs the blanket, tossing it over his shoulder, "Oh, thanks for covering me up..." He walks past, going upstairs to take his shower, pretty sure he still smelled of alcohol, which must have been disconcertng to Adel.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 10:55 am
(( Aww, come on, I know you love it. wink ))
"......." Adel stood in the kichen for a moment, woundering what in hell he'd gotten himself into, he sighed, gathering up his blanket to take back upstairs. He wished that the kiss never happened, he wanted his friend back without all the awkwardness. Taking his time, he went upstairs and got dressed for teh day, nothing much, jeans and a t-shirt, no socks. Walking by the bathroom, he heard the shower running and the image of Dion standing naked under the running water flashed throught his mind, he blushed and quickly walked past, heading for the threater-room to make the snacks and to set up the DVD player to play three disks. While waiting for Dion to finish getting cleaned, he indulged in a momentary fantasy.....Smiling dreamily to himself. Both Dymion and Sera, in the shower with him, running thier hands all over him, Endmyion smileing attracted.....
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 11:16 am
((I do, but you're just being cruel now)) Dion stood against the shower wall, finishing sobering up. Adel didn't look too pleased with the way he was acting. He would have to tone things down for a while and just be around Adel, without hitting on him. It was so hard though. He reaches down slowly taking his member into his hands, but unable to really find the arousal to rub one out. He sighed and finished his shower in peace. A few moments later, Dion plopped onto the comfy couch in the home theatre next to Adel, his hair still damp but combed down, "Oooh, popcorn! Everything ready??"
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 11:20 am
Adel barely heard Dion walk in so he was taken by surprise when the god interrupted his mental vacation. Blushing, he scooted over on the couch away from Dion, sure that the god could see his semi-aroused state, "Y-yeah, everything’s all set. " He quickly turned down the lights and pressed play on the remote starting the movie. Hoping that Dion didn't see his red face in the semi-darkness, Adel sipped at his drink, trying to focus on the start of the movie. But his mind was elsewhere, true he was attracted to men, though only one man thus far, and he was 'taken' and also a God. he gave a soft sigh. 'Only an idiot would pursue such an impossible dream, Endmyion's way beyond me.' stuffing his face full of popcorn Adel settled down to watch the massive theater-screen in front of him trying not to think too much on his current problem. "Am I really Gay? No that can't be, I like Seraphina too...And last night I.... He shifted uncomfortably. Last night, before he had come back home, he had spent the day with a girl named Brenda, whom he met at the party. The girl had been very busty, one of the reasons why he called her, and once he had gotten her comfortable with him. She was very willing to kiss and make-out with him in her backyard gazebo. Adel smirked; they had very been nearly caught by her parents. It had been exciting trying to dress and hide at the same time. The girl whispering promises that she'd be back once her parents where asleep. But then he had to leave too.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 2:07 pm
((hey, sorry I haven't been on much, it's been a rough couple of days)) Dion could nearly cut the tension with a knife it was so thick, and had no real reason why Adel would feel this way unless he was still thinking on the night before. He settles into the couch anyways, focusing his eyes on the screen and watching as the plot unfolded. He definitely had to back off. If he kept up his pursuit of Adel, he'd only push the boy further away, and that was the last thing he wanted. If he couldn't have Adel as a lover, he at least wanted Adel as his friend, the way it was when Adel was younger. He could ignore whatever lovers Adel brought in if only he could still be around Adel. He munches on some popcorn from the bowl sitting between them, feeling uneasy about everything. He finally says softly, "Listen, if you don't want me here, that's fine... The last thing I want is for things to be this tense between us.... If I had known this would happen, I would have never come onto you."
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2007 1:09 pm
(( it's ok, Here I'll give you another wall of text! Please read carefully.))
Adel glanced over. "......It's not that....That I don’t' want you here." he began, then thinking over his words carefully he said after a long moment. "I think...that I may be attracted to you...but....I don’t' know...yet.." Then feeling as if he said too much, He got up and poured himself a refill at the soda-fountain built into the side of the wall. The youth came back, his eyes on the screen. " I would like....I would like to.....have a chance at....'playing the field' for awhile......you know, to make up my mind on w-which I am." his face reddened again, it almost sounded like he was asking for permission. 'No, I don’t' need anyone's permission...' Adel thought to himself, he clenched his fist. And turned to Dion "...and whatever I am, I'm going to enjoy it!" He grinned.
And he did enjoy it. Over the next couple of days, Adel resumed dating. But it wasn't the same girl, Adel, with his flashing handsome smile went out with many different girls. Often he'd go out in during the day with one girl, and then take out a different girl to the movies that same evening. Once or twice, it was boy about the same age that he 'hung out' with. The handsome youth was beginning to gain the reputation of being a 'player' among the local teens and youth. Adel enjoyed the attention he got when girls and guys would look over at him and smile, either because of his good looks or his awesome car. The teenage boy never minded when they got affectionate and 'too friendly’ he didn't even mind it when the boy he was hanging out with hugged him in a playful yet sexual manner.
Endymion was well aware of Adel's activities. He was following the curfew rule...while Adel did seem to behave himself, As to his attitude to Dion, Adel was always polite, and almost friendly, thought there was a strain between them. Adel never mentioned his dates, he never brought any of his 'dates' home and if he got a phone call from one of his many 'girlfriends' he'd make sure that he took the call in his room and made sure that it was very short. He was too conscious of Dion's feelings towards him to brag or even say anything about his activities. But one could see a trace of lip-gloss on his lips or neck, a tale-tale patch of faint red skin or the slight scent of the girl's perfume on his clothing. As well a reputation, he was also gaining quite a bit of experience…
(( Sorry, it seemed to get a little slow from there, so I jumped ahead if you don't mind.))
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 10:18 am
The first few days of this, Dion had fought to hide his jealousy and frustration. Not only did Dion genuinely care for his Adel, he was also frustrated that the boy could ignore his advances so easily when others had to fight tooth and nail not to give in. But by the third day, Dion took action and got a job at a nearby club as an exotic dancer. He certainly had the body for it, and the natural charm to bring both women and men to their knees. And after all, it did help him keep his mind away from Adel and what he was doing. The most reasonable side of him was convinced that Adel needed to gain a little experience and that he would soon come back, but the emotional side was doubtful. So having only told Apllo, Endymion, and Adel that he was "going to work" each night, he let loose his frustrations on the stage in tempting, sexual dances.
Early saturday morning, he stumbled into the house. Adel's car was there, which meant that the by was still probably obeying his curfew. He smirked a bit and collapsed on the couch, every muscle in his body sore for the work, his skin still glistening with the glimmering body oils he was forced to wear, although he was back in a casual leather jacket and denims.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 10:33 am
that saterday, Adel as fast asleep, having spent the time he was allowed, at the teen dance club just dancing. He moaned awake as his cell-phone rang. He answered it. "Hello?....No, Leon. I'm gonna talk to you anymore....Why? You know why! If you sure a man-whore you fix it yourself. I'm not going to pay 'that' to the managaer, even if he is a pervert." He hung up, truning the ceell phone off before going back to sleep. Well, so much for going back that dance club.
Later, Endmyion woke up feeling sore as the night before when Adel was out at the club. (with a pair of girls....twins no less.) He and Apollo had been consumating thier love quite vigriously. The young God went down stairs for a cup of orange juice when he spotted Dion on teh couch, his eyes cuaght the sheen of the oil on Dion's wrist. He walked over. "Rough crowd?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 10:41 am
Dion woke at the voice right next to him, having only dozed for a moment. His eye catch Endymion's in the semi-darkness of the living room, "Mmm, sure, you could say that...." He sits up, groaning a bit at the soreness in his back and legs, "A bit too rough... I still can't stop thinking about Adel though..." He looks over Endymion's half-clad body and chuckles, his smirk as devious as always, "I take it you've been having a good night..."
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 10:47 am
Endmyion retruned the smile with a knowing look. "You could say that...."for just a moment, he was tempted by the thought of bringing Dion into bed with him and Apollo, but the idea died aborning when he rememberd that Adel would probly get angery at them all. "You really should shower before crashing out, Jenny get's annoyed when she has to wash the sheets over an over to get the oil all out." Another Idea came to him. "Hmm...Dion? Tell me, Where do you work?" he grined.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 10:55 am
Dion seemed to consider the same idea before tossing it out. He knew it would probably make Adel jealous, but that jealousy could easily become a resentfulness. With the position Dion was already in, the last thing he needed was to piss Adel off even more, even though his own chastity seemed unfair. He sits up, running a hand through his wine-colored hair, "I knew you'd be asking soon... Siren Sands... I started off at Pandora's Box, it's under new management, you know, but they still make their dancers pleasure customers in the back rooms... Not my scene... Customers should be pleasuring me for the act I'm perferming." He smirks cheekily.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 11:02 am
"Mmm....Indeed." Endmyion smiled and shamelessly reatched out to caress his fece. "You've been thought so much this week, you deserve a treat." Endmyion's deep coalt eyes were glimmering with thinly veiled attraction, remembering how well Dion could move, sans clothing. "Are you working tonight? I hope do, beacuse I'd love to see you dance on that stage." He smirked and left Dion to get his juice and go back upstairs to Apollo. Stuffing a soothing coldpack between his legs Endmyion snuggled up to the napping sungod. "Apollo? I have a plan....." He whispered it into his lover's ear.
(( I'll PM you what his plan is. ))
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 11:08 am
((Oooh, I'm intrigued....))
Dion leant into the caress, his deep vine-green eyes fluttering before locking on Endymion's, a heady sense of arousal there. He was holding out for Adel, but surely slirting could do no harm. An almost predatory gleam in his eyes, he purrs, "Oh, I'll be there...." He watched Dymion stride from the room, admiring th god of Hope's arse along the way. After a few moments, he finally got to his feet and made his way up to his bedroom and the adjoining bathroom to take a sinfully hot shower and release some tension.
Waking easily from his slight dozing state, Apollo's violet eyes open and gaze up at Dymion, his arm wrapping around his sore lover, currently too comfortable to move, "Mmmmm, do you now?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 11:18 am
"Yes...."
That evening after supper, both Dymion and Apollo ganged up on Adel. "...But I can't go, I have a date tonight.....a DD." Adel protested, useing his hands to describe huge breasts. The god of Hope rolled his eyes, frustrated at the his young charge's shallowness. "It's just one night, We are taking you to Siren Sands..." That caught Adel's attention. "The hottest stripper-club in the city? But I'm not old enough to get in." Already he had dismissed the girl he promised to go out with. This club was exclusive, adults only. "Well, if you dress right, you could pass off as a young-ish 19 year old." Dymion suggessed, knowing that he won him over. "......Mmm.....So when are we going?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 2:22 pm
Apollo laughed, "Yeah, we've been using that trick to make Dymion look older for years, since he's right at the cut-off date.... You wouldn't pass up Siren Sands for some busty little slut, would you?" Apollo lifts an eyebrow, knowing that most of the kids Adel was dating were either complete sluts, or glorified thirteen year-olds with make-up and push-up bras. "We'll leave in thirty minutes, now go get ready..."
Leaning against the backstage room's lockers, Dion carefully pulled out his costume and made sure each piece was clean and wrinkle-free. There were a pair of black leather chaps, a black thong made out of translucent mesh material, and a black leather jacket with white wings painted on the back. He had forty-five minutes before going on, but the make-up and costume alone took nearly that long. Slipping into his place at the long make-up table, he began his nightly ritual to get ready.
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