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 Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 9:01 pm
Facepaw. Persistent little fanboy wasn't he. Heh, somehow Lucifer had the impression Noel had not even begun to try. Covered in mud, stained with tears, being carried over a shoulder, and Noel was -still- flirting with him.
"No."
A simple answer, jumping in the lake, not going to happen, EVER. That was the last thing either of them needed, stumbling through the darkness to the lake, probably ending with both of them tripping, or smacking into a tree, or something. Sharks he wasn't worried about, but he wasn't so sure he wanted to be completely alone with Noel in the pitch darkness, there was no telling what would happen if they..... I mean...water, grrrr...
Showers, that's where he was going...
Mercifully, it wasn't a far walk, not that Noel was heavy or anything...
Lucifer reached out, pushing the door open with one paw, fumbling about the inside wall until he found the light switch. Now to find a shower stall for Noel, preferably one with a curtain...
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 9:14 pm
Being shut down again caused Noel to make a very drawn out 'Awwwwww' sound. He so wanted to go swimming with Lucifer. Ah well. Shower, right.
The two had made it to the showers already. Noel made another drawn out 'Awwwww' sound but stayed limp in his saviors arms. If Lucifer could see the mods face now he'd see a big pouty frown.
Maybe he could persuade Lucifer to go swimming tomorrow. He had a pet shark after all. Yup Noel had no clue that Lucifer absolutely hated the water. Poor oblivious Noel.
"Need me to get down?" The mod liked being in Lucifers arms, don't get him wrong, but he was starting to feel useless. Gee, took him that long.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 9:24 pm
"You're not heavy."
Lucifer's ears twitched, oh he was trying very hard to ignore Noel at that moment. Damn it, why the hell did he have to be so cute?! Stop that, being cute is not going to work! Not a chance, no way, no how, he was not falling for it, well...maybe a little. NO! NOT GOING TO FALL FOR IT!
Past the sinks, the toilets, there were the showers. And there were even a couple little benches to sit on...or put stuff on, how convenient. It was there that Lucifer finally lifted Noel from his shoulder, setting him on one of the benches. And look, the shower stalls had curtains, good.
His arms folded (though not in anger this time), Lucifer stood, watching the little fanboy.
"You're not hurt at all are you?"
First things first right.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 9:36 pm
Noel felt his body get lifted and set on the bench. Wow, Lucifer was so strong. No less expected from the savior though, right? After all everyone knew Jesus was a body builder on the side. Yeah, totally was.
"No no, Im not hurt," Noel was not hurt from that one mud thing at least. His face was marked and it hurt when he touched it now but he didn't want to tell Lucifer that. Wait... going in the shower would wash away the mud and show the imperfection on his face. OH GOD! Noel didn't want Lucifer to see the mark.
Tears formed some but did not fall. Noel pretended there was something very interesting about Lucifers feet for a few moments letting his head just hang there. Shame. Shame. Shame.
"I- I guess I should probably clean off then... " With that Noel -started- to take his shirt off. He hadn't bothered going behind the curtain or anything for privacy. Lucifer might have thought he was doing it on purpose but in all honesty Noel was use to dressing in front of other boys and was not bashful about his body. Being a male model , the boy often would share a changing room with another model. Course, Noel was never into any boys... until' Lucifer came along.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 9:47 pm
"Good."
At least Noel wasn't hurt, that was a relief.
His tail had frozen mid-sway, his eyes still on Noel. Wait, WAIT A MINUTE! He was going to strip down right there?! Come on, he could not...wait, why did he care? It wasn't as if Lucifer had ever cared about modesty, Noel would not have been the first audio he had ever seen strip, probably wouldn't be the last, it had never bothered him before. Hell, Lucifer slept in his underwear every night, in the cabin with his teammates, it didn't matter. What the hell made this any different?
"I'll find you a towel."
Yeah, sure, a towel, that was it, that was -totally- why he was looking away. Now where would a towel be hiding.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 9:50 pm
Noel was struggling with his shirt. He couldn't get it over his head. Had the shirt shrunk since last he worn it? Noel didn't know but right now he was stuck with his arms up over his head.
"Mrphhhh~!" He tried to get Lucifers attention. s**t! He couldn't see. Noel ran into a random direction and ran straight into a wall landing on his back. Owwwww.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 10:10 pm
What the hell? Lucifer had looked up just in time to see Noel run straight into the wall, visibly cringing himself at the thud. Facepaw, what a klutz, it seemed Noel had a habit of running into things, or tripping, or falling... sigh...
A grunt, Lucifer found himself walking to Noel's side to help him to his feet once more, then dragging his fluffy little a** back to the bench before pulling the shirt over his head. Hmph, you are determined to get to me aren't you.
"Try to be more careful."
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Oh, right, towel, yeah, that's what he was doing. He was not being bothered by Noel half-naked, he was -not- getting all flustered, HE WAS LOOKING FOR A TOWEL DAMN IT!
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 10:22 pm
Noel just squirmed after he was seated on the bench. His head was still stuck some but he gave a full body nod. Course he was going to be more careful. Squirm, squirm squirm.... Damn the shirt wasn't going to come off.
Noel would have flailed his arms but they were stuck up right. So he just sat there with his shirt still over his head. Awkward .. very awkward. Noel had read about people getting lost in their shirts for days and laughed about it. Now he him self was one of the victims.
Wimper. Whine. Whimper.
"Lu-Lucifer," His voice was unusually high pitched, "C-can you get my shirt off for me?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 10:46 am
Ah, a towel. It had probably been left there by someone else earlier that day, but it was dry, it would do. Except now he had nothing to distract himself. Hmph, whatever, he didn't need a distraction, there was nothing to be distracted from, absolutely nothing at all.
"What?"
He had been leaning over to pick up the towel when he heard Noel's plea. What was it now? .... Oh come on, he could not be serious! Sigh, how hard could it possibly be to get undressed, even Noel could not be that dense. Wait, yes, yes he could.
Facepaw.
Shaking his head, towel in paw, Lucifer returned to Noel's side. He however did not do as Noel might have expected and yank the shirt over his head. Rather he grasped the edge of the shirt and pulled it back -down-, thus freeing Noel's arms from the trap, but he still very much had his shirt on.
"You might want to take that off first..."
Lucifer indicated the instrument Noel had been carrying over his back. Yeah, that, would be a very good reason why Noel had gotten stuck in his shirt, sigh...what a klutz.
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 1:15 pm
Noel had forgotten his keytar was firmly holstered in between his shirt and jacket. How could you forget something like that when you used it that day? Oh right, your name would have to be Noel Johnny Noir, the genius. Right.
Blushing, Noel removed the keytar and its holster from his back. The holster had been custom designed by a friend of his and was pretty special. He laid the two carefully on the bench and began to take his jacket off followed by his shirt. The pants stayed on though.
Not that Noel was bashful, but that he was aware that Lucifer probably would not want to see him stripped down to his boxers. Yes, Noel wore boxers. Surprisingly.
"I'll just be a moment.. " He slipped into the shower with a curtain and turned the knob on. Out spewed ice cold water. GAH! He hadn't been expecting that and was half way with his pants off when the water hit him hard. Noel fell back wards and hit his head on the wall with a loud Thud.
The mod was out cold. There was no whimpering, just the thud, and a knocked out Brit.
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 3:43 pm
Lucifer had turned around, looking away from Noel when he got to his pants. His tail twitched, he was not going to watch, and he was not going to look in the mirror either!
A sigh of relief, Noel had gone into the shower, no more need to pretend like he was trying not to look, he was safe at least until Noel stepped back out of the shower. Wait--NO! He was not trying not to look, because he wasn't looking! Damn it!
Muttering to himself, Lucifer brushed away some of the mud from his own shirt before settling to sit on the bench, arms crossed over his chest. He sat that way for several minutes before he realized that, apart from the sound of running water, it was far too quiet. Noel should have whined about something, or tried to hit on him, or something by now, the fanboy was never this quiet.
"Noel? You okay in there?"
No answer, great... Fuzzy, little klutz, he'd probably--Lucifer was on his paws, quickly walking the few steps to the shower stall.
"Hey, Noel, say something."
Nothing... Come on, he did -not- want to have to open that curtain and see a naked Noel! If Noel was faking and this was some little attempt at flirting, oh Lucifer was going to... He reached for the curtain--
"Noel!"
What the hell man, he was in the shower, water running, out cold. What the hell had he done, knocked himself out on the wall?
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 10:08 pm
Noel was a lifeless doll, or so it would seem. His body laid there in that shower stall like some macabre seen as the mud was slowly forming into a dark liquid beside him. If everything had been black and white it would have looked like blood.
Slowly as the mud was washed away, Noels red mark from earlier was revealed. It was a good thing Noel wasn't awake right now because he'd have cried. He did that alot.
Of course the boy wasn't dead or needing a hospital. There was no blood and the knock hadn't been that bad. Sure he was out right now but who knew how long the effects would last.
Most probably only short term.
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 10:22 pm
Great, he was out, figured. A mutter under his breath, Lucifer turned off the shower, though it was too late by now, Noel was soaked through. Sigh, now what...
Obviously he couldn't just leave him lying there, he was going to have to pick him up and carry him again. Not that that should have bothered him, he had carried him here after all, except this time Noel was half naked, for as much as his pants were covering he may as well have been in his underwear.
"Noel?"
Lucifer nudged him, then a gentle shake. Don't supposed you'd like to make this easy on me and just wake up right about now? No such luck... And now he was thoroughly soaked, great way to get sick.
Fine.
He grasped one of Noel's arms, lifting him straight upright, hopefully causing his pants to fall off by themselves so he wouldn't have to deal with that particular part (he was not TOUCHING his underwear though, hell NO). So Lucifer was carrying him again, silly little fanboy.
"Will you just wake up already..."
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 10:30 pm
Noel was lifeless for a moment after the water was turned off and through the moments of the pants shake off. He just sat there like some over grown raggety anne doll. It was almost creepy how still he was. You'd really think he'd died if it wasn't for the soft movement of breathing in his chest.
Finally Noel reached out and grabbed Lucifers hands. Eyes shot open and he looked very lost.
"Wh-where are we? " Noel looked like he'd just seen a ghost. His eyes darted from side to side. The room was spinning and Noel felt sick from it all... and wet. Why was he wet? Why were him and Lucifer in the showers?
The boy blinked. The moments before the knock to the head slowly unfolded. He blinked again looking up at Lucifer with a face a child. He was so lost right now.
The room was spinning and all Noel could think to do was latch onto Lucifers waist and squeeze. The boys eyes shut tight.
"Make the room stop spinning!" He pleaded.
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 10:41 pm
Hey, what the hell?! Argg, he was not a plush toy, Lucifer was -not- made for snuggling and clinging! But he didn't have the heart to push Noel away.
So he let Noel cling to him as he checked the little fanboy's head, making sure that he wasn't bleeding or something. That was the last thing he needed, a wet, bleeding, half-naked, muddy Noel. ....Oh god, THOUGHTS OUT OF HEAD NOW KTHX!
Lucifer grunted, doing his best to sound gruff and annoyed when he spoke.
"It's your own fault for hitting your head."
It wasn't very effective.
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