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 Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 9:14 am
*Takes another drag, turning away and flicking his cigarette butt at some kid scampering by*
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 9:15 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 1:47 pm
Josh tentatively held Godfrey's hand as they walked down the street. the wind had picked up, but luckily it was blowing from behind, and anyways, Josh was feeling warmer than ever.
The park was straight ahead, the slides and swings deserted- too cold and too late in the day for children to be out playing in the park. Josh squeezed Godfrey's hand, maybe just a little too tightly. He was working up his nerves, making himself nervous, all of his focus on their hands intertwined together.
"So, when exactly do you have to be home by, then?" Josh stopped walking, gripping Godfrey's hand and looking at him across the short space of only a couple of feet. The sun was still up, but he could feel it sinking, growing darker. And he just didn't want it to be too late, for him to be too late for a chance to...
He leaned forward, grabbing Godfrey's other hand and tugging him rather forcefully closer, so the line of their bodies touched, pressing his forehead against the shorter boy's so now even their noses were touching. He was vaguely aware that Godfrey really was warm, warmer than seemed normal, like standing right next to a fireplace.
"Godfrey..."
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 2:00 pm
Surprisingly to him, the only thing Godfrey could focus on at the moment was their hands as well. It stood for something, he felt, but his brain was going a bit fuzzy and he wasn't sure what.
"I.... oh I guess it doesn't really ma-" He was cut off as Josh grabbed his other hand, his breath hitching slightly as Josh pressed their bodies and foreheads together. He looked downwards at their hands, and then back up at Josh through his eyelashes.
He could feel Josh's hair pressed up against his head, and he fought down a giggle, only smiling a bit. Damn it all.
He tilted his face up a little and pressed his lips against Josh's, breathing in deeply his smell as he did so. Josh felt warm, and this felt good, and he wondered what in the hell he'd been so worried about.
He continued to kiss him, bumping noses a bit which was always annoying, but couldn't be helped. His hands lax in Josh's, waiting for the other boy to put his arms around him.
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Godfrey Potter-Lockhart Crew
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 2:19 pm
When their lips finally met Josh couldn't help but feel relieved- relieved Godfrey didn't stop him, or turn away, or freak out or anything. He kissed him back rather roughly, forcefully, tugging them even closer together with his hands now gripping Godfrey's hips. Still kissing, eyes narrowed to slits, he guided Godfrey, pushing him until Godfrey's back was against a tree, and there wasn't much room for escape. Yeah, he had planned this.
He pulled back for a moment, taking a deep breath, yellow eyes locked with the other boys. Here he thought he was going to have a boring, lonely day- he couldn't believe his good timing. Smiling softly, licking the taste of Godfrey off his lips, his stare was close to predatory. He purposefully bumped there noses together.
"I like you."
Kisses him again, gentler, moving his arms up to hug Godfrey loosely around the neck.
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 2:47 pm
He made a rather surprised sound as Josh kissed him fiercely and pulled them closer together, and then shoved him against the tree. He could no longer even recall a whisper of a reason why he'd objected to this at all, and kissed Josh back just as hard. This was, no doubt, the best kiss he'd ever had in his entire life.
Justus, the boy he'd had a fling with a few months ago, had taught him how to kiss in a gentle, if not horny-teenager-who-had-studying-to-do kind of way. The person or two he'd snogged in an alcove had been all desperate quick-we-don't-want-to-get-caught kisses, in which both of them had ended up with ruffled hair and a need to straighten their shirts.
This was a side of Josh that he always saw fleetingly, the intense, focused one. The one who always made him feel like blushing, who made his heart pound in his ears and made him feel warm all over.
Josh's stare only made him squirm, in a pleasant way, and he blinked as Josh moved back in, bumping their noses together.
Godfrey didn't have time to say much of anything as Josh kissed him again, and he put his arms around Josh's waist.
He pulled away after a few seconds, leaning back against the tree, though he was pretty much shoved all the way against it. He moved a hand up and used his thumb to push a bit of Josh's hair back, watching it spring back up.
He smiled a little, and then returned the hand to where it was around Josh's waist.
"I........ I'm scared." He blinked. That... wasn't what he'd meant to say. He'd meant to say. 'I like you too.' but that wasn't what came out. But now that he'd said it... he was scared. He was scared of this not working out. He was scared of doing something to hurt Josh. He was scared that something might happen, and they might end up not being friends afterwards. And he didn't want that. He didn't want to ever hurt Josh, in fact the most prominent emotion he had towards Josh was a need. A need to take care of him, be there for him, be a friend for him because he didn't have much anyone else. He did like him, and he wanted to kiss him too, and hold his hand, and do things with him. But he didn't want to end up breaking Josh's heart.
That didn't mean he didn't want to be with him, however, and to show Josh that, he kissed him again, hard and fierce.
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Godfrey Potter-Lockhart Crew
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 2:58 pm
(Just as I started to post Staind "All I Want is You" came on the radio. :3 This pleases me. )
Josh practically purred, he was so happy. He loved that Godfrey loved his hair, and pretty much vowed right then and there to have a mohawk for the rest of his life.
At the scared comment, Josh's smile dropped a few notches, scrunching up his nose a bit in a joking way. Of course he was scared, this was obviously a scary experience. The speed at which his heart pounded in his chest could only verify this fact. But it wasn't just scary, it felt right, and necessary, and if this moment didn't happen Josh knew all he would feel would be regret. He was afraid, too, but he didn't regret this. And he wouldn't ever, though he couldn't know that now.
And then Godfrey kissed him again, and Josh was smiling against his lips, and when they stopped again, Josh rubbed his cheek against Godfrey's, smooth and warm. "We can be scared together."
It really was growing dark now, the temperature seeming to drop a few degrees every minute, sending an involuntary shiver through him. He stayed pressed tightly against Godfrey, afraid to let him go.
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 3:21 pm
((XD Yay!))
The whispered words were exactly what he needed, and Godfrey tightened his hold on Josh. He stood up on his toes a little and buried his face in Josh's neck, breathing out warm puffs of air and feeling content. There was no feeling of awkwardness at all this time. Godfrey finally noticed that it was getting darker and colder out.
But he didn't want to go home, he didn't want Josh to let go of him.
But he knew if he didn't go home, he'd be in a lot of trouble, and he didn't want to start off his first day as Josh's boyfriend grounded. He didn't know if Josh would get into trouble, but he didn't want that either.
"...... meet me back here tomorrow?" He breathed the words quietly, afraid that raising his voice might break the spell. Screw studying. Screw spells, screw his Dad, screw school. He wasn't going to do anything tomorrow except be with Josh.
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 3:26 pm
Smiles, relinquishing his hold and taking a step backwards, poking Godfrey's nose. "Sounds like a plan to me. I wouldn't want you to get in trouble, so you better... get going."
Shivers again, really feeling the cold now that he wasn't pressed so close to Godfrey. He leaned over to place a small kiss on Godfrey's cheek. "Have a good night, Godfrey."
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 3:47 pm
Godfrey smiled at Josh, putting his hands in his pockets. He wrinkled his nose a little when Josh poked it, and shivered a little as Josh kissed his cheek. If he didn't go now, he'd probably end up kissing Josh again, and they'd be here all night.
He couldn't help but notice how Josh was shivering though, and how much colder it'd gotten. It wouldn't take too long for Godfrey to get home, he had his ways, but he didn't know how far Josh'd have to walk.
"Is your house close by here? Because..."
He stopped and reached into his pockets, pulling out the end of the receipt from earlier, and smoothed it out, before licking it. Strange thing to do.
"Here..... this should keep you warm for a couple of hours. And don't ask."
He put it in Josh's hand, the paper now having the effect of making Josh's whole body warm until the magic wore off, and smiled at him one last time before pulling a small stone out of pocket and squeezing it.
"Goodnight."
He then disappeared back home with nary a sound.
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Godfrey Potter-Lockhart Crew
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 4:11 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 3:57 pm
*Breathes heavily, swallowing hard as he holds his muscled form against the back of a tree, waiting until the last of the evening joggers had passed. Looks around, dark eyes wild as he scans the area, obviously rather freaked out in his current place of being.*
Is not...
*Trails off, shivering against the cool night air. It was going to rain, but Krum had long since forgotten the true feeling of being outdoors. This was the first time he'd been out of the labs in...*
Dont know haow long is been...
*But he'd found himself free, without anything but an array of ivs still dragging from his arms and neck and quite cold, but very very much alive.*
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 9:46 pm
Space for end scene maybe.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 10:09 pm
The sun was setting in the play park, all the children and their parents long gone. The only sounds now besides the faded noise of cars and the rustling of leaves from the steady breeze was the rusty squeak of the swing as a lone figure swung back and forth, casting a long shadow back along the grass.
"Doesn't matter." Drey gripped the swings chains hard between his palms, pushing off against the soft woodchips to swing even higher as he talked to himself. "Don't need a job to eat."
A pile of crumpled resumes rocked back and forth behind him, bits and pieces of torn paper eventually escaping the ball and flying away into the dusk.
"Bullshit, how else am I gonna get money? Steal it? ********, you know I don't like stealing if I don't have to, Reg." Drey kicked at the woodchips as he swung back down, sending them flying. "I'm going to pay that couch back too.... if I can anyways."
Probably not. There was a lot of s**t in that couch. He probably shouldn't even go back tonight, he could sleep on the playground. After a few minutes of swinging Drey let the momentum slow, pressing the toes of his boots to the ground and rocking himself back and forth slowly on the swing.
"What am I supposed to do now?" He pressed his forehead to the cool metal and rubbed his eyes against his fist, smearing salty ********, Reg!" Drey tilted his head back, shouting the words and uncaring of who heard. "WHAT THE ******** DO YOU EXPECT ME TO-"
*FWAP!*
Something suddenly flew out of the night and smacked him right in the face. Drey was knocked backwards by the force and surprise of it, landing rather hard on his a** and suddenly becoming more than an acquaintance with a rather large wood ********!" Drey tore the thing off his face, shifting away to stop things digging into his arse. "What the ******** glared down at the thing in his hand-some kind of poster- about to throw it away when something caught his eye.
A few moments later Drey snorted, folding up the poster and shoving it under his plaid skirt and into his pocket.
"You a**." Drey pulled himself up from the ground, sniffling a bit before brushing bits of wood off of his jacket and pants. A plastic tube was as good a place to sleep as any for the night- free from the wind unlike the couch, anyways. Drey smoothed down his skirt, feeling the folded up paper inside.
Tomorrow could only get better or worse, least he could do was try to get a semi-decent night's sleep.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 10:14 pm
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