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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 8:07 pm
"Mmm... Rafa, you always make me feel so damned good." Aiden presses into him.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 8:09 pm
The spaniard grins, "Well, I do know what I'm doing."
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 8:09 pm
"I'm learning." Aiden replies/
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 8:11 pm
Rafael nods, "That you are." Then he trails his lips down to the girly boy's collarbone.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 8:12 pm
Aiden brings one hand to Rafael's hip, and the other reaches between them to play with Rafa's n****e.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 8:16 pm
Liz wants to know if Aiden's making pancakes. She goes to his bunk. The curtain is drawn, so she thinks her brother just isn't awake yet, so she pulls open the curtains, "Come on, lazybutt, wa-- oh god!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 8:17 pm
Aiden's eyes go wide and he turns to face his sister. "s**t! Liz! Get out of here!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 8:19 pm
"Ew! Sorry! ... Ew!" She closes the curtains and runs away.
Rafael sighs.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 8:27 pm
"I seriously thought we woke up early enough." Aiden says. "I am so sorry."
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 8:31 pm
Rafael feels like hitting his head against the wall, or yelling and screaming, or something. He can't take much more of this.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 8:32 pm
Aiden lies against Rafa. "I freaking hate this."
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 8:32 pm
Raf nods, because he very much agrees.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 8:33 pm
Aiden shakes his head and passes Raf back his boxers. "Might as well get up, then." he says.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 8:35 pm
Rafael nods, putting his boxers on, and going to the washroom.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 8:36 pm
Aiden gets himself relatively dressed before descending on Liz. "Could you not see that my curtains were closed?" he asks, his voice shaking in anger.
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