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 Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 6:16 pm
"A trickster's smile"  
His eyes lowered after a bit during the process of his wound being re-bandaged, eventually meeting the boy's golden ones. He couldn't help smirking a little at the glare aimed at him, it seemed almost like a challenge, one that he didn't seem to mind. But, before he could do much more, the boy was finished and off a bit, stretching. He glanced around the room once more, taking note of the fact that it seemed to officially be night time now coming in through a window. The day was already over? The 'situation' that they finally took care of seemed to last longer than he thought it did, and it didn't help any that he woke up particularly late that day. Regardless of getting more than the average amount of sleep, he was still quite exhausted. Being injured took more out of him than he cared for.
Shin shifted himself after a bit, leaning back against the bed's headboard like he had in the hotel, kicking his boots off before doing so. His eyes glanced back over at the Rattata after he flopped himself onto it and spoke again, chuckling a little before smirking a bit. "Yes 'boss'," he replied, teasing the boy a bit. He hadn't expected to be heading back to his own apartment tonight, especially after the boy lead him all the way to his room. But, it was reassuring to hear that he'd be staying the night, at least that meant he officially wouldn't have to try and get back to his own place in his current condition.
His eyes were still on the boy, even after the Rattata had closed his own. That strange feeling was building up again, even with him being as exhausted as he was. It seemed relentless, whatever he was feeling, not showing any mercy for his physical or mental condition. He reached over after a moment, slowly, his hand seemingly moving of it's own accord. His fingertips lightly met the boy's lavender hair, stroking it just slightly. It really was soft, rivaling the softness of the boy's skin. "Softer than I thought," he mumbled to no one in particularly, making a vague observation.
"Sure you wanna trust it?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 7:00 am
 《♠Taroro ℕezumi♠》 ___________________________________________________________________ __ _ _ _ _ _ _ The movement on his hair was slight, but he was still able to feel it. It actually felt nice, soothing even. Honestly, It was good to have someone by his side for once. Unlike his parents who hardly ever talked to him, let alone spend time with him. However he still couldn't shake this strange feeling he had stirring inside of him. "mnn..." He complained, not bothering to open his eyes. He did hear the man's comment about his hair but he was too exhausted to reply. Actually, he didn't know how to. The boy reached for the man's hand, brushing it off before returning to his nap. It wasn't that he didn't like it but he couldn't really tell how he felt towards it. The sudden touch made him react to it in his usual way, stubborn and a little grouchy. He didn't really know what to do when these kind of things happened.
The Rattata was now too worn out to move around, so despite not liking the idea of sleeping next to the man for several reasons, he remained on the bed. Everything was just right. It was dark, quiet and comfortable but yet, the boy couldn't fall asleep. There were countless thoughts circling his mind. About what had happened almost a month ago and what happened today. He had to thank the Haunter somehow, for looking for the boy in the first place. If it wasn't for their first meeting, he wouldn't have been recognized by his father today. And for some reason, the boy was just glad to have met the Haunter. Even after all the experiences the man had put him through, scaring him and what not. Today didn't turn out as bad as what he thought it would be, it could have been worse.
Up till now, the boy was still pretty much awake, only pretending to be asleep hoping that the Haunter wouldn't bother him again. Maybe it was because of his heartbeat that pounded a little faster as soon as the man stroked his hair. Taroro just couldn't calm down. It was such a simple touch yet his heart was already beating from it. He couldn't help wondering if he was sick or something along those lines.
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 3:46 pm
"A trickster's smile"
Shin chuckled to himself at the boy's reactions, but did so quietly. He somehow managed to pull his hand back and at least try to sleep, leaning his head back a bit and closing his eyes. But, after a while of trying that, it seemed hopeless. As exhausted as he was, he just couldn't get his mind or body to settle down enough to slip into a sleep, deep or light. The strange feelings that were building up throughout the day were still there, his mind was trying to sort through them, or think through them, but to no avail. He just couldn't figure out what they were, or exactly what they wanted him to do. It was bothering him, but that small annoyance was nothing compared to what his hands seemed to want to do, the feel of the boy's soft hair still lingering on his fingertips.
The Haunter opened his eyes after a bit of his trying, but failing to sleep, glancing over at the Rattata again. He looked like he was sleeping, looked it, but he wasn't exactly sure. Well, there was really only one way to find out, but the method was up to him. After a moment, and regardless of his wound, he shifted. Shin moved over to lay on his good side, an elbow next to the boy's shoulder, and leaned over, setting his hand on the other side of the boy's head. He leaned in a bit, if one would call that 'a bit', so that their faces were a few inches apart. "Are you asleep, Taro," it didn't really come out as a question, and his voice was quiet, but it had that unusual weight to it again like it had earlier in the hotel room. His wound was aching a bit at the slight twist of his waist leaned over the boy, but it was a vague and minor sensation compared to the other ones he was feeling.
After a few moments, he slid a hand down, his fingers sliding along the length of the side of the boy's slim waist. It was an experimental touch for him, and even though he'd felt the boy's waist before, this time it seemed far different. He was noticing details again, his eyes watching the boy more closely. Shin continued to slide his fingers down slowly, pausing at the boy's hip. Even through the clothes he could feel the impression of a hip bone, and oddly enough, he found his thumb tracing over it a few times of it's own accord. Strangely enough, even a simple touch such as that was a pleasurable sensation to him.
"Sure you wanna trust it?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 4:39 am
《♠Taroro ℕezumi♠》 ___________________________________________________________________ __ _ _ _ _ _ _ Taroro felt the bed move slightly, as if someone was moving over it. He was about to open his eyes to take a look, but then the man spoke again, asking his he was still awake. He wanted to tell the Haunter that he was but for some strange reason, he just didn't. They boy stayed quiet, still pretending to be asleep. He could feel the man's presence close by, very close. Then all of a sudden, he felt something rub against his waist. It tickled at first, making the boy hold his breath. He couldn't let put a moan like what he had done before at the hotel, it would give him away. But then it moved lower, towards his hips and the feeling just got worse. He felt like his breath was about to be forced out despite his effort to control it. The Rattata had to know what was going on, he was curious about the sensation that he was feeling.
Peeping under his half opened eyelids, his sight was greeted by the purple haired man. Then his eyes got wide, staring back at the man with his golden ones. The Rattata was taken aback, flinching a little. He felt his face go hot and he his heart almost stopped. Why was the man over him like that and was he the one causing the Rattata to feel the way he was right now? Those were to only questions he had in his mind right now, any other questions were simply flushed out of his mind at this moment. The boy couldn't find the words or even the breath to reply to the man's actions. Right now, he was completely paralyzed by the Haunter's glare and touch. Taroro's breathing got heavier again, remembering the situation back at the hotel. Everything was just like then, except, now they had no disturbance and nothing else to worry about. He wanted to punch the man in his face, yet he couldn't find the strength to do it, his arm muscles were weak and they were paralyzed, just like his body currently was.____________________________________________________________________________ __ _ _ _ _ _
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 5:30 am
"A trickster's smile"
He saw the boy's eyes go wide, answering his 'question' obvious enough. He was intending to say something, but for some reason he just didn't feel like talking anymore. The sensations he was feeling, whatever they were, were starting to overwhelm his logical train of thought again like it had in the hotel room. His mind was starting to go blank, 'touch' and 'feel' taking over. Shin slid his fingers down further, just below the boy's vest and shirt, but soon after slid them up underneath the clothing. It wasn't rough, nor was it fast, though a more animalistic part of him wanted to be rough. He kept his actions gentle and soft, almost as if the boy below him was fragile, regardless of how many hits he'd received from him over the month that had passed.
The Haunter's fingers continued to slide upwards, fingertips finally reaching the boy's soft skin. Fingertips, fingers, palm, his hand continued to slide until it was where it stopped on the surface of the clothing, another experimental touch. His thumb found it's way back to the Rattata's hip bone again, brushing over it lightly, but his eyes were still locked onto the now open gold ones that were staring back at him. His 'boss' could probably see it now, the predatory look in his eyes that he had tried to keep to himself during those times at the hotel. It was hard to keep even his simple reactions from his face, even if he could somehow restrain his body, which was more difficult.
Shin set the rest of his free arm down, now balancing on his forearm and palm instead of his elbow, and leaned in a little closer. His wound was protesting, but in that moment it felt almost like he wasn't injured at all. His mind couldn't focus on the pain, even though part of him tried, it was useless. The hand that had found it's way under the boy's clothing slid around, gentle still. It followed the same order, fingertips, fingers, palm, gently circling around to the boy's lower back before slowly sliding up and eventually reaching the middle, the Rattata's shirt and vest tugging up a bit with it. Those sensations from earlier were back, but this time a bit stronger, the feeling of electricity and fire shooting through him. Even though the touches were simple enough, even he was having a hard time breathing.
At some point, his mind totally went blank. Some of his body was pressing into the boy's and he tilted his head to the side before leaning down further. He did something unexpected then, even he didn't exactly know how or why he ended up doing it. The Haunter parted his mouth and slid his tongue out, dragging it lightly up along the boy's neck to his ear lobe, where he whispered, "Taro..." He was panting just slightly, but his voice managed to still come out quite velvety. The weight it had to it the first time he spoke asking if the boy was awake had somehow managed to grow. Shin's fingers didn't stay on the middle of the boy's back, either. They gradually slid back down, his fingertips pressing in slightly until he reached the Rattata's tail bone. Shin couldn't think, his mind was taken over by the sensations he was feeling, as well as the strange urges. Part of him couldn't understand what was going on, part of him didn't care about understanding what was going on, and that part was winning.
"Sure you wanna trust it?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 7:42 am
《♠Taroro ℕezumi♠》 ___________________________________________________________________ __ _ _ _ _ _ _ This was now a matter far worse than invading his private space, almost on a daily basis. Now the Haunter was just invading him both mentally and physically. His wide stare turned into a glare as his eyes narrowed, turning them away slightly from the man's predator like stare. He couldn't look at him, not in this situation. Taroro felt the gentleness of the Haunter's hand, slip through his top, lifting it up as it slid past. As unexpected as it was before, the man's touch sent a jolt to his head, forcing his eyes shut and he let out a soft gasp. Then unknowingly, he grabbed on to the sheets of his bed, holding them tightly as the man continued to wonder his hands around. The Rattata was even more lost than before. The feeling and tension was far worse than their previous 'session' together. It was slowly building up, overwhelming him.
The boy didn't know why he wasn't violently objecting to the situation. Taroro wasn't the kind who would willingly give himself to anyone or let even someone touch him for that matter. But for some reason, the Haunter wasn't just 'anyone' right now. There must have been a reason for that. However, in his current position, it didn't really matter. All that mattered was that, he was surprisingly, willing. And as the Haunter let his hand wonder around the boy's back, he couldn't contain his breath any longer and he let it out a little by little, breathing softly, producing soft moans from his lips. The Rattata constantly battled them, making his panting irregular and chopped.
He felt the man move closer, lowering himself onto the boy and eventually, their bodies met. The boy felt something slide down his neck and he twitched a little in shock, letting out another moan. Then man whispered his name and it sort of chimed in his ear, making his breathing deeper, heavier. Just the sound of his name was good enough to send him into another moment of confusion. He blushed, not noticing it himself. His mind was at a blank and he didn't know what he was supposed to do now. Then he felt the warmth of the Haunter's hand slip lower down his back, "Sh-Shin... no.." the boy stammered as he breathed, his hands moved from the sheets to the man's back, wrapping his arms tightly around it, enough to suppress the tension that was building up in him. Even though he said 'no' he couldn't tell if he was lying or not. It was a messed up bunch of feelings inside of him that was ready to burst out, much worse than having butterflies in your stomach.____________________________________________________________________________ __ _ _ _ _ _
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 8:26 am
"A trickster's smile"
He loved the way it sounded, the soft moans, the boy's breathing, the sound of his name in that tone of voice, and just the sound period. It made his hair stand on end and he became even more aware of the Rattata's reactions. He still couldn't think, but he was acutely aware of things he'd never really paid attention to before. The sounds he was hearing sounded so sweet, they both calmed and energized him at the same time, it such was a strange but pleasurable feeling. For a moment, he closed his eyes, just listening to them. Shin wasn't sure why, but Taroro's voice struck a cord somewhere in him, somewhere he hadn't ever been aware of before. It was so comforting yet maddening, he couldn't really describe it even if he wanted to, to himself let alone someone else.
The feel of the boy's arms around his back caused him to move closer still. His ears were hearing 'no' but his body was hearing 'yes', so he shifted. The Haunter's wound was still aching, sore, but he still wasn't paying any attention to it, he couldn't. His mind was overwhelmed and it was just getting worse. He stopped moving once he was practically hovering on top of the boy, one of his legs between the Rattata's. His face was still next to lavender hair, his mouth still next to the boy's ear. And, after a moment, he leaned his head up just a bit, biting an earlobe gently before nibbling on it lightly. Shin wasn't exactly sure what he was doing, but at this point it was probably far too late for him to ask himself that question. As his mouth moved so had the hand that was at his tail bone, reaching up and tugging the boy's top up to his chest so that their skin would meet, starting to get a little annoyed at the fact that the boy's clothes were in the way. Another wave shot through his body at the contact though, one that he couldn't give words to. All he really knew was that he loved how it felt, the soft pale skin against his own, the small frame so close to his.
The Haunter's hand slowly left the boy's, now bunched up, clothes, sliding down his side again, now over his pants. It moved down past his hip before sliding around and gripping the Rattata's outer thigh gently, lifting it and positioning it up against his waist below his wound. He paused in his nibbling to whisper again, "Mnnnnmm...you're warm," lifting his head up a bit to look at the boy's face again. Even with all that was going on, he still managed a small smile. He really was adorable when he wasn't so stern looking like his father all the time, though that man definitely couldn't pass with being adorable doing it like Taroro could. Shin paused for a moment, bringing up the hand that was on the boy's thigh to the boy's face now, brushing a few fingers over a blushing cheek. He hadn't kissed the boy since the 'contract', and now the Haunter found himself staring at those same lips that he called 'sweet' that night. Shin brushed his thumb over the Rattata's lower lip briefly, leaning down once more and closing the distance between their faces, kissing the boy softly.
"Sure you wanna trust it?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 3:17 pm
《♠Taroro ℕezumi♠》 ___________________________________________________________________ __ _ _ _ _ _ _ The boy gasped, tickled by the sudden nibble on his earlobe. His face was still warm and so was his body, his arms still firmly wrapped around the man. He could hear his own breathing get deeper, louder. It disturbed him a little to think that the Haunter was the one causing it but he didn't complain, he didn't have to. As the man slid his warm hand upwards, pulling up the boy's top even further, Taroro tried to contain his panting again. This was ridiculous, being topped by a Haunter like the man before him, yet at the same time, he liked it. He didn't know why himself, right now he couldn't care less. The sensation was just overwhelming, making him lose his mind. He didn't want to give in, in to whatever he was feeling. He didn't want to let the Haunter have his way but then again, maybe he did. Whatever he was starting to think about the situation, it just didn't make sense to him anymore.
The warmth of the man's body over his own, felt soothing. Yet it built up more pressure in his chest, he was sure that he was going to hear more moans coming from himself. At one point in his confusion, he felt his leg move upwards, then it rested on something. For what reason though, he didn't bother. Right now, he only concentrated on the movement of Shin's hands, taking in everything he felt and it was breathtaking. The Haunter was still gentle, although the boy had expected him to be slightly rougher. It was just a different side he was seeing of the man, a gentler side. The man made another comment and the Rattata couldn't agree more. However, he couldn't reply to it verbally. His replies were just pants and soft moans or an occasional gasping. The feeling was just too great that he had lost even the words to describe it. The only thing on his mind was the Haunter, nothing else.
He wanted to tell him, 'Hurry up, it's getting weird,' even if it meant panting it out. Before he could, he felt soft lips press onto his own, the same feeling as when they had first met. It was familiar to him but at the same time, it wasn't. It felt a little different from their first kiss, maybe it was because of the situation they were in, the amount of tension they were experiencing. The boy knew now, that he didn't hate it and he probably felt the same way during their first meeting as well. His face was as flustered as ever, his lips feeling the Haunter's against his own and his hands, pulling the man closer to himself. He was starting to get a little more aggressive in his reactions, as if he was about to force himself on the Haunter if the man didn't change his pace soon. He was about to break inside from all the teasing and if the Haunter wanted to stay on top, he had better quicken their progress.____________________________________________________________________________ __ _ _ _ _ _
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 4:12 pm
"A trickster's smile"
His hand had slid down again at some point during the kiss, leaving the boy's face to drag his dull nails down his side, over his soft and pale skin. The kiss had gotten more firm as well, all because he felt the Rattata pull him closer. He took it as a sign that what he was doing had been good enough, and now he could go further. Then again, even if the boy had tried to protest, it was far too late now for him to really stop. The Haunter made a pleasant "Mmmm..." into the kiss as his hand found it's way down to the top of the boy's pants, tugging at them with a firm grip. His lips left Taroro's not too long after, tilting his head again and leaning it back down to kiss the boy's neck firmly, his tongue sliding over it again. Whatever he was feeling, he was pretty sure he was starting to recognize what it was, at least part of it. He wanted to feel the Rattata's skin, hear his moans, his uncontrolled breathing, feel the boy's grip on his body, see his expressions to his actions, and he wanted something else, as well. Shin tugged a bit more at the pants in his grip, edging them down even further.
At some point during all of this, his wound decided to start protesting in a more obvious way, since pain obviously wasn't working anymore. Suddenly, he could feel it, and he had to pause, his eyes going a little wide briefly before a look of great annoyance and displeasure came to his face. He lifted his head after a moment and released his tight grip on the boy's pants, reaching down to his side to confirm his suspicions. Yup. It was there. That familiar, warm liquid was seeping through his bandages. The Haunter was bleeding again, he'd lost track of how many times it'd been by now. As much as he didn't want to, and he really, really didn't want to, he shifted and sat up on his knees, getting up off the boy to put pressure on his wound with a hand, sending a glare in its direction. He sighed to himself, more annoyed than he'd been in a long while. Did it really have to start acting up now? And now that his mind was starting to come back to reality from whatever fog it had been in, Shin was starting to realize just how much it hurt. "Nnng..." was all he got out, putting more pressure on it to try and stop the bleeding, and maybe some of the pain that was shooting up through his side, only growing in intensity the more time went by.
"Sure you wanna trust it?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 5:23 pm
《♠Taroro ℕezumi♠》 ___________________________________________________________________ __ _ _ _ _ _ _ There must have been something wrong with him. Because he was actually liking it, embracing it. Both the feeling and the man. Hearing the man moan himself, made it all the more pleasing. The kiss soon broke off, leaving the boy panting, looking helplessly at the Haunter. He had no control over himself, everything was just a big blur. the Haunter slid his hands down his skin again, making the boy gasp sharply at the sensation. His face was still hot, unable to calm himself down from the situation he was in. Unable to hold it in as the man played with his neck, he let out another faint moan, then with the back of his knuckles, covered his mouth. The tugging was hardly felt by the currently enticed Rattata.
He felt a sentence slip out of his mouth, though the boy didn't quite notice it himself. If he was in his right state of mind, he would probably whack himself for saying it. "Shin...I want..." However, it was cut off by the faint sound from the Haunter and the boy's eyes shifted to look at him. He was holding his wound spot and that immediately snapped the boy out of his trance, his eyes widen. Taroro's breathing was still irregular and he was still uncontrollably panting, so it took him a long time before he realized what was happening. His mind was thinking again but still of the Haunter. The Rattata pulled himself up, still in a pretty shocked state. The man was bleeding again, he had to help him somehow.
He shifted himself so that his legs were at the edges of the bed, lifting himself up and making his way to the medical supplies that were given to him before. His mind was still in a daze, not knowing what to do now. Whatever the two were doing before, ended too quickly. Part of him was glad it did and another part cursed at it. Taking the whole medical box with him, he made his way back to the bed where the Haunter was. Hopefully, the man didn't strain himself too much. If he did, then it would partially be the Rattata's fault. The boy narrowed his eyes to the ground, he was feeling a little discouraged by everything.____________________________________________________________________________ __ _ _ _ _ _
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 6:07 pm
"A trickster's smile"
Shin stayed where he was on the bed, watching the boy slide off the bed and move over to where the medical supplies had been left, returning with them shortly after. He felt pretty mixed up in his current state. Half of him was acutely aware of the pain in his side, but the other half of him was still in the fog and his urges hadn't completely subsided. He couldn't think straight, just watch the Rattata with intent that he currently couldn't follow through with, which was what was annoying him so much. The Haunter could tell Taroro still wasn't his usual self either, even as he was, he could see that much. He sat up a bit when the boy's eyes found their way to the ground, shifting after a moment to sit on the edge of the bed, his feet on the floor. His free hand reached over and he wrapped his arm a bit around the Rattata's waist, pulling him closer. The pain wasn't as bad as the first night, but all the twisting and movements he had made probably would've been very ill advised for his recovery if he'd seen a doctor. Regardless of how much it hurt, he smiled a bit at the boy. "I can't change the bandages by myself," he said quietly, his voice still having a bit of the weight to it from earlier.
Reluctantly, he released the boy's waist and began unraveling his current bandages, trying to keep the blood from getting on the bed's comforter. It was bad enough that he was staying the night, he didn't want to dirty the place, too. That, and he was pretty sure 'the boring man' would at least give him an uncomfortably stern look for doing so, even if it was in Taroro's room, the house itself was the man's. After finishing unraveling the bandages, he bunched them up and held them against his wound, putting pressure on it again while waiting for the boy to do what he usually did.
"Sure you wanna trust it?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:09 am
《♠Taroro ℕezumi♠》 ___________________________________________________________________ __ _ _ _ _ _ _ As soon as the boy sat down, he felt a tug on his waist and his eyes shifted up to look that the man. A simple touch like that now, made his heart beat faster. He didn't like feeling this way, it was disturbing and distracting. Even the man's words made the Rattata blush. He didn't know why his face got hotter all of a sudden, it just did. It must have been the feeling from before, it hadn't subsided. It was still lingering around in the boy's mind and he was still sensitive to Shin's touch and voice.
Unwrapping another new roll of bandages, he lifted up the Haunter's hand that was pressing down onto the wound and started to wrap it up again. With all the constant movement the man was doing, the boy wasn't surprised that the wound had opened up again. Just for today, they had to resist their urges.. For Shin's sake.
It felt a little different, after so many things had happened, wrapping the Haunter up wasn't the same anymore. Taroro's hands slid past the Haunter's chest and it was shaky, trembling even. It made bandaging hard and he had to redo a few wraps. His eyes concentrated on the bandages when his mind was still lost in their previous 'contact'.
It took longer than usual, but eventually it was done, again. The boy packed up the medical box and brought it back to where it previously was, before returning to the bed. "Get some sleep," he sighed, giving his usual glare to the man. He tried to compose himself and the feeling was starting to slowly fade off, his breathing calmed down. As much as he wanted to continue what they were doing before, it was better that they didn't and it would probably be best if he kept his eye on the Haunter. Make sure he slept before the Rattata did but he had to think of a reasonable excuse to do that. He looked away for a moment, then turned back to face the man. "I'll watch over your wound, so you can go to sleep." He didn't smile, he was actually serious. The boy didn't want the Haunter to bleed profusely in the middle of the night or anything like that. The thought did bother him though. ____________________________________________________________________________ __ _ _ _ _ _
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 2:35 am
"A trickster's smile"
It was taking him a bit to settle himself down from what they were previously just doing. But, the pain in his side was definitely helping him focus. He could tell the boy was shaky, which, even though he was in pain, brought a small smirk to his lips for a moment. It was kind of cute, how he reacted to everything, and if he wasn't injured at the moment they probably wouldn't have stopped. No, not even 'probably', they wouldn't have, even if the boy did protest at some point. It was a little comforting that he at least had some idea of what he was feeling now, some. Though, not all of it was lust. If it was, he wouldn't have been as gentle as he'd been up until now. There was something else there, something he wasn't sure of, and if things continued like they were, he was sure he'd figure it out eventually. For now, Shin decided to just follow whatever was pulling at him and making him do the things he was developing into a 'habit' of sorts. It would've been hard to resist otherwise, and he had to work closely with the boy anyway.
The Haunter was patient as he was re-bandaged, taking advantage of the time to try and return himself to a more 'normal' state, both physically and mentally. His eyes darted back up after the boy spoke, chuckling a little at his glare. "Yes 'boss'," he finally replied, quietly, his voice almost completely back to normal. Shin stood up from the bed after a moment, pausing before slowly walking back around to the side he had originally been on. It was safer to walk than slide on the bed, he didn't want to make himself bleed again. He sat down before carefully shifting the rest of himself onto the bed, not bothering with the comforter or sheets, and laid down, plopping his head onto a covered pillow. He glanced over at the Rattata after a moment before reaching over a decent distance, patting the space next to him lightly. "I won't bite. This time," he teased quietly, smirking a little in the dark room.
Shin yawned quietly after the boy had situated himself, letting his eyes eventually close. It was easier to be tired and let his exhaustion take over when his body and mind weren't filled with so many thoughts and urges, much easier. And, soon enough, whatever sounds he was hearing fell silent as sleep finally took over.
[[ Sorry that took me forever. ;-; I was in some sort of writer's block. OTL
Anyway. D| Time skip in your post? ]]
"Sure you wanna trust it?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 4:03 pm
《♠Taroro ℕezumi♠》 ___________________________________________________________________ __ _ _ _ _ _ _ The Rattata clenched his teeth, turning his head away from the Haunter to avoid the man's gaze. "You're so annoying...!" He fussed, in his usual strict tone of voice. He was finally returning to his normal self, what a relief. The boy gave in, knowing it was his own fault that he had to sleep on the same bed as the Haunter did, again. It didn't take long for the boy to realize that the man was already falling asleep, he too was pretty worn out himself. Taroro stood up from where he was, placing himself gently into the bed. The comfort of the bed was inviting him to sleep but he couldn't. He had to watch Shin, he had to but his will to stay awake was overpowered by the temptation of his drowsiness. The boy took a quick glance at the Haunter, then at his wound. He yawned, It wasn't very long before the Rattata himself, knocked out and everything fell silent.
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Before the boy knew it, it was morning again. Taroro squinted his eyes, the room was bright, much more compared to yesterday. It took him a moment or two to get his vision clear and his mind thinking. Remembering the Haunter, he turned to look at his side and the man was still asleep. The Rattata smiled, his eyes calmly looking at him. The Haunter was actually kind of cute when he wasn't being such a pain in the neck. 'What the heck am I talking about.' Shaking his head from the weird thought, he pursed his lips and slid off the bed from under the sheets, slipping out of the room quietly.
He did his usual daily routine, follow everything in order like he usually did. It was still early, and he didn't want to wake the Haunter up if he didn't have to. But what could he do now? Breakfast, maybe? He sighed at the idea, he didn't know what the Haunter ate or what he didn't. The Rattata decided to go with sandwiches again, since it was probably the safest and the man didn't seem like he hated it. As he made his way to the kitchen, he thought about everything from when Shin got that bullet wound to the 'contact' they had made the night before. It was awkward how everything moved so fast in a day and the next day, everything just seem to return to normal. His face got pink from recalling yesterday night's event, when they were both together. The boy bit his thumb nail. It concluded too fast and while he was having mixed feelings about the moment. Now he didn't know what he felt, it still wasn't clear to him.
The sandwiches didn't take long to make, of course, he did it himself since most of the chefs were still asleep. But even if they weren't, the boy wouldn't trouble them to cook up a simple sandwich or two, including one for himself. He placed them on a plate he found conveniently located on the kitchen counter. It was clean, of course. He left the kitchen and made his way back to his room. Taroro felt a little awkward, having to face the Haunter again, he wasn't afraid to admit it. Pushing open the door to his bedroom, he felt more like a servant than a master now.
____________________________________________________________________________ __ _ _ _ _ _ (( c: It's fine bby~ I probably didn't give you a lot to work with either. ; A ; -/bricked-
Time skipped~ > u >))
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 8:17 pm
"A trickster's smile"
At some point, Shin could gradually feel the difference in the room. It was brighter, warmer, unlike the usual feel that night gave off. His eyes remained closed but he was starting to really notice that it wasn't pitch black, almost like putting a flashlight under your finger. He wasn't in much of a hurry to open his eyes either, or 'come back to reality' just yet. The Haunter took the morning silence as time to think to himself, a moment to go over things in his mind. It was almost going in reverse yet jumping around at the same time. Last night, when he took the bullet for the Rattata, their dealing with the boy's father, the bathroom and bedroom in the hotel. It was jumbled yet sorted out, made sense yet confused him. But, he'd decided last night that he would just 'let whatever happened happen', even if he couldn't understand it all yet, he would eventually. At least, that's what he hoped. Still, even though he'd made that decision, it was still hard to keep the events from his thoughts.
The Haunter finally opened his eyes after a bit, just in time to glance over calmly at the sound of the bedroom door opening. His eyes made their way from the boy's face to the plate in his hands, blinking a little before chuckling quietly to himself. "Breakfast in bed? I'm honored," he teased again, grinning a bit. It took him longer than it would if he wasn't injured, but he repositioned himself against the bed's headboard like he had down in the hotel, sitting up. Surprisingly, it had been one of those nights where he didn't roll or turn at all. So, his injury finally got a break from his restlessness, even if it wasn't as long as it needed.
Shin shifted up his leg on the side that wasn't injured, moving an arm on the same side to rest it on top of his knee. He yawned a little to himself after a moment, reaching over to his coat nearby to pull out his cellphone. Work, work, work, not that he didn't enjoy it. Sometimes he wanted a break, but in all reality, if he wanted a break he could easily take one. The Haunter just enjoyed keeping himself busy, learning new things, even if he was injured. He didn't always have to do the work himself, he could easily leave it up to a computer system that he kept in his nice apartment if he really wanted to. But, that just wasn't how he liked to do things. Always being in the middle of whatever was going on, that's what he enjoyed and got some fun out of.
[[ Nooo no no. It was all me. DX I hit some sort of rut and just crawled out of it last night. fdjskl.
8DD]]
"Sure you wanna trust it?"
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