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 Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 2:10 pm
ℒℯoηis
His breath hitched as Crest began to wash him. The Duocedim's body still found such a touch foreign, as he wasn't used to it, but this time he was gentle. Merely washing him. His cheeks flushed a light pink, as he raised a trembling hand, to brush ever so lightly over Crest's knuckles.
"If.. If you..don't want to, I-I can bathe myself.." Leon's voice a hushed whisper. He meant nothing argumentative, just didn't want the man to think that he was incapable of such a simple task.
. 'Why is he helping me clean?' He couldn't help thinking.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 2:19 pm
Crest Free-flight
Crest continued to wash Leon despite his silent protest. Maybe if her were quiet around the boy during Winter, then Leon would come around. Though nothings going to stop him when he has his anger outburst's that were sporatic.
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 2:26 pm
ℒℯoηis
It felt nice. Leonis wouldn't lie to himself, such a gentle touch it could be mistaken for caring. But the angel did not know why? Why was there care, when before he had been spoken to harshly with a venomous tone. Turning back, he saw a softness about the man's eyes. But before they had burned bright with anger.
Turning away again, as Crest seemed keen on cleaning him, himself, Leon tried to calm down; and not allow himself to get flustered. He ran a hand through his dark ebony hair, his body tense and rigid, half expecting to be pushed aside any second.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 2:58 pm
Crest Freeflight
Indeed, his alter ego had taken over, Crest's hand's remained gentle, washing the dirt and blood off of Leonis. They asked for forgiveness in the caress.
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 3:03 pm
ℒℯoηis
Now clean, he remained a little tense, as they were in close proximity of each other. The angel remained a little on edge, but knew he had been done a kind service here.
"Th...thank you.." He quietly uttered the word, tugging a little at the arm still round him, unsure whether he should move away, or wait for Crest to say he was finished.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 3:39 pm
Crest Free-flight
Crest drained the tub and swaddled Leon in a towel, taking him from the tub and sitting him on the bed then went into his large closet to search for something and came back with worn out but still good black silk pajama's.
Taking the towel from Leon who was in the middle of drying and finished for him. And dressed the man, they were a little large for Leon.
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 3:59 pm
ℒℯoηis
Wrapped in the towel he felt relieved, like the other 11 angels, he was a modest creature, and this prolonged nakedness had been stressing him out.
Sat on the bed, he moved to dry himself, but only patting his body down the towel was pulled from him. He flinched back from Crest's hands, but they insisted on dressing him.
'Why is he doing this? I don't understand his temperament at all..' Leonis finally managed to shift away a little, wide eyes blinking up at the man as he knelt on the bed, clutching the front of the silk black pajama top, it slipped from one of his pale shoulders, as they were a little large for him, and sat loosely on his hips.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 5:02 pm
Crest Freeflight
Crest left him on the bed and went to the kitchen and sighed heavily.
"What the hell am I doing? First of all, I rape him then, take care of him? What the hell is going on?"
He grabbed some soft food that he wasn't sure that Leon would like, bread, peachs, j-ello from the large double door fridge, a tomato and some random stuff that was laying around. As well as, a pint of milk and juice bottles. And went back to the bedchamber, dumping the food on the bed next to Leon then went out onto his balcony, feeling ticked off right now at his own odd behavior.
(O.O? I ate a tomato on taco's for dinner.)
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 5:18 pm
ℒℯoηis
Watching him leave again, Leon couldn't help but feel utterly bemused. What exactly did the other male intend to do with him? His hot then cold behaviour had the angel on edge.
Jumping again when the food dumped on the bed, brought him back from his little day dream.
'Is this.. for me?' He couldn't help thinking; timidly, he picked up a piece of bread, lifting it to his lips and watching Crest leave onto the balcony.
After eating the slice, he couldn't stop himself from smiling warmly at one of his favourite foods. Picking up the peach, and biting into the soft flesh of the food, a soft squeak like sound of enjoyment from the sweet fruit, left his lips. He sat back against a pillow legs crossed, contently eating the fruit
'Crest... he isn't a bad person...' .
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 5:50 pm
Crest Free-flight
Crest paced on the balcony, looking in on Leon as he ate. He took a hand and brought it down in a fist on the stainless steel railing, indenting it permentaly with a massive pop. Oh what could he throw? The angel off the balcony would be nice but he would just flap his wings. Something that would plummet straight down after a good distance and snacthed at the nearest empty flower pot. He chucked it over the wall and beyond, the clay peice sailing onto the otherside of the road a good three miles away. Finally he sat down in a chair and stared at the pottery that was in shambles. There was no telling what he could do to the angel.
'Hell.'
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 6:03 pm
ℒℯoηis
The sound of hand hitting metal, caused the ebony haired male to whip his head round, eyes wide, and watching Crest carefully. He watched him launch the innocent pot into the distance, and couldn't help but wonder what had angered him this time.
Doing the smart thing, he finished off his fruit, and lifted the plate off of the bed. But suddenly had a problem... Was he expected to clean up, back to the kitchen with the plate? Or did the male on the balcony want something too? It would be rude to leave it, but even ruder to take it away, if Crest intended to eat?!
Trying to settle on a decision; he picked the plate up, and slipped from the bed, quietly pattering closer to the balcony; where he paused a metre or two from Crest.
"Thank you..for the food.. would you ..l-like some? Or should I take it b-back?" He mentally cursed the stammer in his voice, and its timidness, but there was little that could be done; as he was still nervous round the man.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 6:25 pm
Crest Free-flight
Crest ran his fingers through the dry hair, he could snap at any given moment and stilled his anger as best as he could. His hands slid down the back and unawarely groped a mound beneath black silk.
'Hell, can I even take care of him?'
Oh he wanted some strong liqour to knock him out so he could forget what happened today, tomorrow. A cold fog breath came from his mouth as he sighed, this had to be the worst day ever in his book.
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 6:35 pm
ℒℯoηis
The angel's breath hitched as a hand had found its way down his back, and over a cheek. Startled by it, he jumped a little at the squeeze; before stepping back away from the hand, and it's owner.
Crest seemed to be deep in thought, and Leonis took the opportunity to scurry away, and place the plate on the side table for now.
He..is cold, why is he standing outside in winter?' The angel watched the visible breath leave his lips, before, turning to look about the bedroom. When seeing the target, he returned to Crest's side with a blanket, that had been laying across the bottom of the bed. Ever so carefully he draped it over the man's shoulders, before heading back to the side table; intending to take the food back to the kitchen.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 6:44 pm
Crest Free-flight
Crest didn't even notice the gesture.
'What the hell do Duodecim's eat anyway? What do they like?'
He stood and made his way over to his liqour cabinant, unlocking it with the key from around his neck, he pulled out the strongest bottle and a flask and went back out to the balcony, sitting once again and placing the bottle on the table next to him after pouring himself a glass. Taking a swig and soon drained the glass, yet it wasn't enough to make him dizzy. He poured another glass.
How long was this gonna take?
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 3:21 am
ℒℯoηis
Plates now cleaned, and left over food stored; Leonis was a little hesitant in returning to the room. The man, Crest, had made no obvious remark about wishing him to stay there, so the Duodecim decided it would be okay not to.
He spoke with a member of the kitchen staff, eager to do something to keep him busy; and the woman spoke of large drapes in the dining hall of this residence, that needed to be re-hung. He was given directions and soon on his way to complete the task.
Once in the dining hall, he saw the folded thick drapes, and taking their top, the angel spread his white feathery wings, letting them air out, from being folded up on his back; before he pushed off of the ground, drapes in hand, and started attaching them to the pole along the top of the window.
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