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 Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2008 11:27 am
What? Why was Autsu continuing this conversation? Did he like standing there in uncomfortable pants? Kian didn't. In fact, standing in front of Malas, in pants, and no hands (or person) on him was high on the list of things Kian didn't want to do. He wanted to be in the bedroom, and naked. It would help a great deal if Autsu was there too, but honestly, if he kept up this stupid conversation, Kian would not mind being in there alone.
Really.
Kian grimaced just enough to show teeth and stepped closer to his ally. He wrapped his arms around Autsus middle, tightened them, and hauled Autsu closer to him with brute strength. It wasn't an unusual feeling, as Autsu was often wedged against him, whether it was in pain or pleasure or comfort, and he didn't bother to release him. So, he talked as if there was nothing new and different, voice still so level, calm exuding from him.
"We will assist you in moving, Malas. I am glad you have come. It is a good thing. You are welcome here. But you, ally," He fixed a three-eyed Look on Autsus face at that, "Were busy, and I am impatiant. Stop talking. We are going into the bedroom, now."
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Posted: Tue Oct 28, 2008 8:58 am
Malas pauses to glance over her shoulder at Autsu's question. She says nothing, merely shakes her head in the negative. A small smile tugs at her lips, the movement minute but careful observers would catch it. She is grateful for the offer but feels she should not linger any longer.
"I would appreciate your help greatly so long as I'm not a bother. As I seem to be now." she murmurs the latter portion under her breath and gives both men a quick nod before returning her gaze forward.
Her exit is hasty, rushed, and she is grateful her two legs are not as uncoordinated as she had first thought they would be. There is again the scuffing of wood as the door opens and closes and the lanky teen is gone.
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 8:46 pm
Should he be upset at being jerked around and given orders by Kian? Embarassed at so obvious a display in front of ******** it. Sex was sex and far be it from Autsu to complain when it was being offered. He barely noticed the girl leaving, his interest now completely taken by Kian and the promise of what would happen on the other side of the door.
He pushed the door open with a bump with a shoulder and dragged Kian along with him, already shucking pants he'd so recently donned.
And maybe that was what Malas needed to learn after all. There was something out there, something wanted and needed by some, that made them act stupid and urgent and naked, regardless of who they were, or what their circumstances.
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