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 Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 10:01 pm
"Well, I suppose you..." He paused and watched Eros with a gentle smile, purring automatically after him and saying softly, "As long as you can show it..." He didn't want to bring up the fact his own parents were arranged to marry long before they were born.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 10:20 pm
Continuing to snuggle, "Mmmhmmm, you know, I'm glad you were too tired to pounce me. Don't think I would have let you get this close, if you had. Not close as in distance close, because we are pretty close but I mean...I mean...mentally close? "
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 10:24 pm
"If I had pounced on you, I might've dragged you off in you current state..." He laughed softly, obviously joking, and wrapped his tail around Eros, saying with a girlish pout, "Is it okay that I'm this close now?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 10:31 pm
"Mmmhmm, s'nice." Eros murmured, he had stopped drinking when he began to cuddle into Riot but the alcohol was still very much in his system, letting out the thoughts he normally had locked away tightly.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 10:34 pm
Riot purred softly, his eyes shut due to that fact his vision had been blurred for quite some time, " I think something's up with that punch..." He murmured, gesturing weakly to the bowl of it that sat in the kitchen.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 10:43 pm
"Warned...didn't listen...seemed nice enough," was all Eros ended up getting out. He had become fasinated by the fur on Riots chest and was petting it with his free paw, so he wasn't really focused on the conversation.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 10:46 pm
Riot found himself staring at Eros, his speech no longer capable of forming words,"You-r fur.... isssofttt...." He ran a paw down the length of Eros' body, pausing to reach up and stroke his wings affectionately.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 11:02 pm
Eros shivered a bit as Riot began stroking his wings. It felt wonderful, no one had ever really paid them much attention before and Eros was getting lost in the sensation Riots petting to them was causing.
His own paws hadn't been idle either. Both were now free, since he had dropped his drink on the floor, and while he continued his petting of Riot's chest with one, he used the other to pull Riot as close as possible to him.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 11:06 pm
Caught up in the moment, Riot went from drinking his punch to tossing it aside uselessly, holding Eros gently in his arms as if he were a beautiful and delicate creature, which he showed undying affections for.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 11:31 pm
The Next morning...
Light was hitting directly into Eros eyes and it confused him. His room didn't face the morning sun, so he didn't know how it was doing it now. That wasn't the worst thing though, no the killer headache he had, took precident over unusual sun shinning. Every time he attempted to move it would trob violently causing him to still.
What did I do last night? flashed across his mind only to be given exclimation points when he realized that it wasn't a cover he had wrapped around him. Bracing himself, Eros opened his eyes. He was in the living room, well that explained the sun, and his cover was infact Riot. He really wanted to jump up and get away but the fact that he was inbetween the couch and Riot prevented such actions. Closing his eyes again, Eros tried to think. His headache was getting worse but he wanted, no needed to know what had happened.
It was slow coming but Eros was remembering. Maybe not all of it but enough to know what had started it...Harley and her never empty punch. Whatever had been in their drinks had gotten them drunk and then they...Eros gulped and blushed as flashes of what happened last night flashed into his mind. They had...had relations of the personal kind. This was so far out of his area of expertise that Eros wasn't even sure how to process it.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 11:40 pm
Riot opened one eye painfully, the throbbing in his head wanting to keep his eyes shut. He groaned as he attempted to get up, murmuring softly, "Stupid Joker opening my curtains again..." He stretched, only to pause as he noticed he was sitting on someone. He quickly backed away, only a little too quickly; the throbbing in his head flattened him in the corner of the couch. "E-Eros..?" He stammered, trying to see the winged male through his blurred and tired eyes.
He blinked a few times before seemingly holding his breath, his memory of the previous night minimal, but still enough for him to realize what had happened. "What did she-?" He picked up one of the empty glasses lying on the floor, sniffing it only to make a disgusted face, "How'd we miss that?!" He tossed the cup to the floor and held his head, unsure of what to say or do.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 11:52 pm
"Shhh...quiet." Eros managed to whisper. Riot's talking sounded like shouting to Eros and it was making his headache pound painfully. He hadn't figured out everything yet but he knew enough that he couldn't get mad at Riot since he had been just as drunk and Eros could remember petting him first. Although, now that he thought about it he wondered how he knew where he lived.
Shrugging the thought away for now, Eros slowly got up and headed to the bathroom where the pain killers were kept. Opening the bottle, Eros popped three into his mouth and swallowed them. He was used to taking medicine dry so it didn't bug him. Grabbing a few more, he filled up a cup with water and headed back to Riot, "Here."
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2008 11:59 pm
"Sorry.." He spoke softly, although since he was talking though his hands it was much more muffled than it would've been. When Eros came back with the painkillers, Riot took them quickly, as if keeping the headache would only remind him he'd have to kill Harley and Joker for any trouble they cause the two of them, even though only one seemed to be involved. Riot seemed more worried of what Eros thought than anything else, stealing glances at him for a few moments before inhaling deeply, preparing to speak until his saw the glasses on the floor and quickly moving them out of sight.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 12:08 am
Eros had also noticed the cups on the floor but he hadn't cared enough to move them. Sitting back on the couch with his eyes closed, Eros sighed, "When I can think again, we need to talk." he wasn't looking forward to it but this wasn't exactly something you could just ignore and have it go away.
Mutters, "Stupid Harley and her stupid punch."
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 12:12 am
Riot sat down and looked at Eros with a sigh, "I-I know..." His lip was quivering; with Riot's wild imagination, he could imagine several different outcomes for this conversation, although all of them were far-fetched and outrageous. He blinked his eyes, trying to clear them and avoid looking like a child awaiting abuse from a parent for being kicked out of school.
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