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 Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 12:55 am
Fate smiled then went over to him and gave him a soft kiss. He went over to the bed then ploped down on the edge of it. "This your room?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 12:59 am
Albel looks at the ceiling, and slides down the wall. He hugs himself tightly. He felt alone for once. Like he felt left out or something. But he was use to that. He relaxs a bit, but still hugs himself.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 1:05 am
Devon looked over at him with the same smile as before. He nodded in response. "Yes it is." He moved over to Fate and stradled the boy's lap. His arms went around Fate's neck. "The only people that visit this bed are paying customers, but I'm looking to make an exception for you if you can give me an exception from your 'no touch' rule." He whispered into Fate's ear, licking the lobe with his tongue piercing.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 1:08 am
"I think we can work that out." He smiled and tilted his head slightly. "Youre just lucky youre hot." He laughed quietly then moved his mouth to meet with Devon's.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 1:15 am
Devon let out a muffled laugh as he returned the kiss. He drew back only to say, "Likewise, love." He kissed Fate again, flicking his tongue playfully against the boy's.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 6:25 am
((does anyone know if Heiharu left this thing?))
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 6:45 am
Derniere_Danse Archangel31 " No... My house died.. can I still stay here?" Hatsu asked, still not wanting to say he lived under a bench. Though, he kinda figured she knew.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 9:33 am
Masamoru Devon let out a muffled laugh as he returned the kiss. He drew back only to say, "Likewise, love." He kissed Fate again, flicking his tongue playfully against the boy's.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 9:46 am
((riiight, well since the person i was talking to went away, im just gonna be in the kitchens decoration cakes and stuff. people can just come in and talk to me if they want))
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 9:57 am
Nolas Slaine blushed slightly; What had gotten into Mizi so suddenly? "Uhm.. Bits and pieces," he answered. He assumed that he was mainly talking about hearing of his client and his handlings. In truth, he had heard. Also, he had also heard further rumor from some of the other boys of the occasional bruise they spotted on the boys skin after his sessions. "Are you feeling well, Mizi?" Could it be blamed of feeling ill, maybe the other having drank enough to become bolder in actions? Mizi dropped the curious hand to his side. "I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't've..." he apologized. The brunette slowly shook his head at the younger boy's question, "No. Would.. Would you mind if I sta--" His violet eyes dropped down to see that Slaine was in his pajamas already and his brow furrowed slightly, disappointed. Why was he so disappointed? "Nevermind. You probably want to go to bed. I didn't mean to get in your way," Mizi stated softly, "I'll leave so you can sleep. Sweet dreams." He brought his eyes back to Slaine's and smiled; his smile contained a hint of sadness and disappointment. Mizi took a small step backward, further into the room before he was going to walk around Slaine in order to reach the door.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 10:39 am
That step was what Slaine needed in order to mimic it forward and shut the door behind himself. All the while, his eyes never left Mizi's. "There's one way my dreams could become all the sweeter," he said, his voice having taken on a more sensual tone. It seemed so much easier behind closed doors. "Would you be offended if I asked you to help me?" Without waiting for a full answer, he leaned over the short ways to let his mouth meet with the brunette's, tongue swiping over Mizi's bottom lip.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 12:34 pm
Archangel31 Derniere_Danse Archangel31 " No... My house died.. can I still stay here?" Hatsu asked, still not wanting to say he lived under a bench. Though, he kinda figured she knew.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 12:40 pm
The door swung open and Shale emerged from it, whiping his mouth and holding out his hand by the door frame. An older man was finished buttoning his suit and handed the boy his pay before leaving the house like nothing happened.
Shale looked up at the chandelier with dull eyes. He always numbed himself before going back to work. 12 clients in one evening and there were bound to be more to come. Sighing heavily, he walked over to his spot and placed the cheque in a near by vase, which was in reality a well disguised safe. Lady B had installed countless of these false appearing safes in the upperstairs rooms so the boys wouldn't have to constantly make trips up and down the stairs to the main safe. Sitting down in his chair, he hugged his knees and stared aimlessly at the wall. This exactly wasn't the best way to help with his anxiety after looking down the barrel of a gun. He would much rather be held by someone who he knew truely loved him for who he was, not what he would do for them.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 1:27 pm
Derniere_Danse Archangel31 Derniere_Danse Archangel31 " No... My house died.. can I still stay here?" Hatsu asked, still not wanting to say he lived under a bench. Though, he kinda figured she knew.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2006 1:29 pm
He was tired, he was beat and just now he remembered he had to work at the supermarket. Not good, he had to miss class today. Rikuo tried to stay awake, but found himself drifting into sleep every minute.
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