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 Posted: Tue Sep 19, 2017 12:30 pm
He was not good - and did not want sentiment. Sentiment and emotions and anything even remotely involving either or both of those things was not in Nash's wheelhouse of expertise, and especially not on his radar of things he liked. Mostly because he had seen what it did to people, and it made him irritated just thinking about it.
But he had still not intended to make Kade angry. It felt wrong on a level that aggravated him, because it was not the sort of playful anger or snarling teasing that usually wound up with Nash giving in, or Kade grinning against his lips. This was something altogether different, something that Nash instinctively disliked almost as much as he disliked the idea of sentiment.
He glanced up at Kade's face and saw the eyebrow, Nash flushing deeper, head jerking away. After a moment, however, he half turned so that he was facing Kade, shifting in front of him, the fingers of his other hand curling in the fabric of Kade's shirt as he stepped closer, tugging to get Kade to move as well.
He still hadn't said anything, because, well. He was still Nash.
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Posted: Tue Sep 19, 2017 6:38 pm
It said a lot about how much Kade actually enjoyed being around Nash that the tsundere was able to make him actually angry. As he'd explained before it took a lot of energy to be angry or even irritated and here he was, both of those things, and was holding on to it. They were apparently in some bizzarro world where nothing made sense. That or he was starting to catch feelings. Guess which one of those two options he was hoping for? Though he still adamantly maintained that he was completely immune to feeling anything other than the fondness of companionship so, if he was feeling something, it was just that. Following Nash's lead he allowed himself to be pulled in, one arm sliding cautiously back around the other man's waist. "Not gonna bite this time are you darling?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 19, 2017 6:51 pm
Nash's lips were pressed together, face still red and slowly getting redder, because he wasn't ******** good at any of this. And he was not about to apologize for pinching Kade, because Kade was still Kade, even if he had pinched him a little harder than he'd intended.
But he also did not want to let Kade walk out that door and be angry at him, because that had definitely not been part of the plan. Why that was so important to him was something Nash chose not to examine too closely, but either way, Kade hadn't left yet, which counted for something.
He allowed the arm around his waist, which felt strangely like relief fluttering his chest. They were not so far off from height that he was dwarfed by Kade, but Kade was physically larger than him in many respects, just out of sheer strength and muscle. Nash let go of the front of his shirt and, after a moment, slid both of his arms around Kade's waist, stepping forward to dip his forehead to rest against Kade's sternum.
"...no," he mumbled, after a moment had passed, and then, after another moment had passed, barely audible,
"...sorry."
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Posted: Tue Sep 19, 2017 6:57 pm
s**t.There was something about Nash, something completely out of reach of his finger to put on it, that he found completely adorable. Irresistible in that it was so precious and delightful that he kept coming back for more verbal and lightly-physical abuse. Plus Kade was a man who liked to win and Nash made it so fun, so rewarding to win. Every damn time. Still the apology was a victory he hadn't even wanted let alone expected and it rocked him back on his mental heels a bit. "Well uhm..." For once he was at a bit of a loss for words and just slid his hand in to fist it lightly in ombre-green, pulling Nash's head back a bit so that their mouths could meet. It gave him back enough equilibrium to be grinning when they parted. "I knew you liked my mouth."
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Posted: Tue Sep 19, 2017 7:05 pm
He had not actually intended to apologize at all; the word had just slipped out, and now that he'd said it, there was no taking it back. Nash felt the embarrassment rising in his throat, a clawing desperation to immediately erase this second from memory.
But Kade's fingers were in his hair and then his mouth was against his, and Nash felt the relief of it all pulse through him, leaning into it, arms tightening around Kade's waist as he kissed him back. This was something familiar and liked (in spite of all his objections) and even needed, even if he never wanted to admit that, ever.
Kade's grin was a lightning thing. Nash glowered at him, the balance of the world beginning to restore itself, but there was the faintest hint of a smile on his own lips, as though he was trying very hard to repress it. His face was still very red.
"Shut up," he grumbled instead, and leaned up to kiss Kade again, Nash pressing himself against him. "I hate you and your mouth."
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2017 6:44 am
Amusement was beginning to again push out annoyance as he was charmed against his will and better judgment. He was a sick b*****d to be so completely weak for someone who treated him like s**t but that was just who Nash was. If Nash hadn't cared about him in the slightest he wouldn't even bother to get annoyed, let alone turn red and nearly smile at him! Punishment for the word 'hate' came in a rough pull of Kade's fistful of hair, earning a fierce hiss as teeth nipped at the cranky male's chin. "Yeah, I can tell." After a moment of yet more playful tussle the tanned Chilean stepped back and pulled off his shirt, tossing it where his phone had been a few minutes earlier. "Since you're wearing enough shirts for both of us, darling, I figure I might as well go to your party like this." At least this time, when he turned to leave, it was with a swagger in his step that bled all of that confidence that Nash hated (and loved) so much. "See you there~" He called out in a singsong.
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2017 8:14 am
An involuntary shiver rippled down Nash's spine at the yank to his hair, Nash's breath escaping in a stuttered sound, eyes flashing in a way that suggested it was definitely not anger he was feeling. His fingers tightened in Kade's shirt as Kade's teeth scraped along his skin, and he pushed back, this time with much less intent to get away than before.
He was a little breathless by the time Kade pulled away; a slightly dazed expression that immediately turned outraged as Kade's shirt was tossed carelessly to the bed.
"d**k!" Nash yelled after him as he swaggered away, deliberately not looking at his well muscled body or the smug swagger (and only half succeeding in this). He needed to go down to the room himself, but...
First he needed a minute to himself.
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