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 Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:11 pm
One can almost pretend like they're watching the ending credits, but when even they were over and you still hadn't made a move, that was getting a little weird. He grabbed the remote and turned off the tv, then he tilts his head slightly to look up at die, "So, what now?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:13 pm
Diego glances at the time. "It'sa getting late." Diego muses. "Maybe justa bed?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:17 pm
Chayse smiles a little, but is also disappointed. Not that he'd really expected anything, but a guy could hope, right? "That sounds reasonable."
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:19 pm
Diego smiles at Chayse and gets up, offering his hand to the attractive model.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:21 pm
He accepted Diego's help up, but didn't linger with his hand in the other man's very long. The tennis player's stuff was still in the living room, so..., "You can get changed in the washroom, I'll go ahead and change in my room."
He heads off to his room and does as he'd said (although I find the idea of him changing from sweat pants to pajama bottoms quite humourous)
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:24 pm
Diego shrugs and strips off his shirt. He didn't actually wear pajamas, only the pair of shorts or pants from the day before. Sometimes he even went down to boxers ((gasp!)). He waits though, knowing that Chayse is actually changing. He lingers out the door a bit, still having a mental argument with himself about the state of their physical relationship.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:28 pm
Changing clothes in different rooms felt *weird*. He hoped die appreciated it. When he was done, he opened the door to his room to find his boyfriend all ready waiting outside it.
He doesn''t linger though, he heads over to a nightstand and brushes out his hair. The night before he hadn''t done much with his hair before bed, and he''d had a hell of a time brushing it out that morning, so tonight he was doing things right.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:32 pm
The sexily tanned and topless Diego goes and sits on the bed. He watches Chayse slide the brush through his long tresses. He starts to wonder if this is part of his after sex ritual as well.
He mentally curses himself. He wasn't supposed to be thinking about things like that. He wanted a good, solid realtionship built with Chayse before moving on to that level. He tried to think of something else, like cars.... but that just leads him to the thought of what he and Chayse could use the backseat for....
He looks away from the model, knowing that watching him will only spur the thoughts on...
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:35 pm
And of course the model is oblivious to all that because he's not psychic. After his hair is brushed out he braids it so it won't get too tangled over the course of the night, and only after that's done does he turn to look at the very pleasant sight of his boyfriend on his bed.
He could think of ways for it to be *more* pleasant, but he'd been doing a good job that day of not being a horndog and damned if he was going to mess up now. Especially since Diego isn't even looking at him at the moment, "Die?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:36 pm
Diego turns his attention from how very interesting the floor panels were to the gorgeous sight of his boyfriend looking at him. He smiles self consciously, somehow sure that Chayse knows exactly what's going on in his head. He pats the bed and tries to speak in an innocent I'm-not-trying-to-insinuate-anything voice. "Come to bed mi amo." but his voice comes out sounding ragged and uncontrolled. he curses himself in his head again.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:42 pm
Chayse doesn't quite clue in though. After all, it was getting late, so if the italian's english sounded a little rough, it was just probably getting harder to speak his second language as he grew tired. Besides, the model certainly wasn't going to refuse that invitation, so he heads over to the bed and climbs onto it next to Die.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:45 pm
The tennis player pulls down the blankets then lets his boyfriend get under them first. He hopes that this heat wave breaks soon, or else he may have to sleep naked. He does;t think Chayse would mind that but... it would put alot of strain on both of them. He covers them back up with the sheet lightly and pulls Chayse close. Even if it is bloody hot, he's not giving up the chance to be close to his boyfriend.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:48 pm
"You're making me wish I had air conditioning," Chayse says, but he makes no attempt to move away, since he doesn't want to, of course. At least it was a bit cooler at night.
And no, Chayse would not appreciate his boyfriend sleeping naked unless there was something else involved before the sleeping part.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:54 pm
Diego smiles and cuddles Chayse closer.
Then we skip time bacuse yeah, this is getting boring.
It is the day before Diego has to leave again, and he's getting rather fidgety and bored. He'd avoided giving into his obvious temptations so far but he wasn't sure if he could anymore. The day was scorching though, and the idea of even touching someone was making him sweat... but Chayse was sitting acroos from him, looking rather delescious, with that look of hard concentration he had on his face.
The model is writing in the same journal book he had been earlier that week. Chayse still hadn't told Diego about what though, and Diego still wasn;t going to ask. The older man's brow was furrowed though, and that made him look incredibly cute. "Amato, I am bored." he says. "What would you like to do?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 9:56 pm
He finished the line he was writing (he ALWAYS forget when he stopped midsentence!) before looking up at his boyfriend. He gave the italian an exasperated look, a 'you know exactly what I would like to do' lookm and then replies, "I'm not bored, I'm enjoying what I'm doing."
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