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 Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 9:50 pm
I lied about being charismatic" Orient replies, dropping the accent a little and adopting the one from where he's from. "It's because I can beat every single one of the bastards in a fight. It's the only way a man can get respect on a Pirate ship."
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 9:53 pm
Uriel blinks at the change in accent. But considering the secrets he had to hide, he wasn't going to ask about what seems to be one of his saviour's. "I'm not sure you completely lied." He shrugs though, and starts moving towards the bed, because he knows exactly what he's in for.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 9:54 pm
Instead of letting the lad get too far away, Orient pulls him back toward himself by the wrist. He presses his mouth to the boy's, kissing deeply, and hungrily.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 9:56 pm
He kisses back deeply, with the kind of experience not many people who aren't in his line of work have. He doesn't get ahead of himself, because in general, the kind of people who are his customers want to be completely in charge of the action.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 9:58 pm
Orient takes a quick look at the boy's clothes, and decides that since they're already ripped, ripping them off is a good idea. So he does. And he pushes the boy back into his bed, landing ontop of him only to continue the kiss.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:02 pm
Uriel bites his lip a little to prevent himself from looking offended at the loss of his only clothes. Pretty quickly he's on his back on the bed though, a position he's quite used to. What he's not quite so used to is the large amount of kissing and the small amount of other things happening to him. It's not an esepcially bad thing though, so he slips his hands up into Orient's hair as they kiss.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:04 pm
The pirate runs his hands over the boy's body, then moves his lips down to the boy's neck. He never could bring himself to ignore another's needs... not even a prostitute's. He nips at the lad's neck and briefly considers asking his name.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:06 pm
He tilts his head back, enjoying himself much more than normal, and making his pleasure evident with a low moan or two.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:07 pm
The thing with prostitutes though, is that you can never tell if they're faking it. Orient shrugs that off though, and brings his hand up the boy's body again. "The name's Orient." he says, a little breathless.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:10 pm
Uriel blinks a little, since that hadn't been quite what he expected at that moment. After brief consideration, he decides answering in kind is probably the best choice, "I'm Uriel."
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:11 pm
"Good to know." Orient replies, nipping at his neck again. "Now take off my clothes."
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:13 pm
He nods, and obediently removes Orient's clothes, trying to make that fine line between making the process nice, but not making it take forever.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:13 pm
And then Orient probably really messes him up but flipping them over so that the boy-Uriel is on top of him.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:15 pm
Uriel blinks a bit, since this really isn't a situation he's used to being in. He looks into Orient's eyes confusedly, waiting for some kind of direction.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:16 pm
Orient looks at him. "Aren't you supposed to be the whore here?" he asks. He runs his lips over Uriel's neck and across his adam's apple. "Figure something out."
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