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 Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2012 9:30 pm
๑۩۞۩๑ ๑۩ﺴ Some shadows have more depth. ﺴ۩๑ "I think... I need... new pants..." he panted as he slumped against Lock. Occasionally, when he wasn't trying to regain his breathing, he shot a glance towards the wall. He was sure he heard something! Maybe a rat? The shadow? "Are you sure you didn't hear anything?" he murmured to him softly.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2012 9:38 pm
✻ ✺ ✹ ✴ʆ ock ҥan✸ ✷ ✶ ✵ "I'm positive," he answered, his lips finding their way to Ethan's neck. "You know, I think you're the only person I've ever met that has had me coming back like this. Can't, for the life of me, figure out why. You're remarkable, Ethan...and it's so new to be with someone so amazing."
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2012 9:41 pm
๑۩۞۩๑๑۩ﺴ Some shadows have more depth. ﺴ۩๑ Ethan looked away while rubbing his arm, flustered yet again. "I guess I'm just good like that." he chuckled nervously while at the same time checking his pants to make sure nothing was... noticeable.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2012 9:45 pm
✻ ✺ ✹ ✴ʆ ock ҥan✸ ✷ ✶ ✵He picked up the boy bridal style once more, the key laying on his chest as he strode to the bathroom door. "Just yank the key from my neck, but it in the lock, and turn."
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2012 9:59 pm
๑۩۞۩๑๑۩ﺴ Some shadows have more depth. ﺴ۩๑ Apprehension showed on his face as he took the key off without breaking the necklace. "Are you sure it'll work for me?" he asked while glancing at Lock then back to the key in his hands. It was beautifully designed, those old golden curves. He was sure it had seen old times and days, and it probably even started the story of the skeleton key by what he'd seen and heard. But was it just something only Lock could do?
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2012 10:04 pm
✻ ✺ ✹ ✴ʆ ock ҥan✸ ✷ ✶ ✵Lock nodded without hesitation. "Anyone can use it. Many have tried it before, and succeeded." He lightly kissed Ethan's shoulder, ignoring the slight pain in his.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2012 10:11 pm
๑۩۞۩๑๑۩ﺴ Some shadows have more depth. ﺴ۩๑ Ethan nodded and looked to the lock of the door leading to the restroom. A small keyhole, and that made him even more paranoid at who might have watched. Nevertheless, he tried to set the key into it, but he found it difficult when being held up. Finally wriggling himself free from Lock's grip - reluctantly, of course - Ethan got to his feet and finally inserted the key into it. He was a bit hesitant to think that he actually had to think of a place to go for the key to work. After all, how could a new place sprout? Did the key know on its own? Only one way to find out.
Taking a deep breath - and he wasn't even sure why he was putting so much into a simple key and lock mechanism - he turned the key and opened the door.
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2012 4:01 pm
✻ ✺ ✹ ✴ʆ ock ҥan✸ ✷ ✶ ✵Lock grinned as he peeked inside, spying the room he'd been mentally begging the key to take them. It was a restaurant, mostly empty, other than waiters and a maitre'd. The older gentleman looked up at them, smiling and gesturing for them to enter.
Oh maybe I forgot one minor detail about the restaurant.
It's decorated in accordance to oranges~
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 2:25 am
Hayden Belmont "See? Unlocked, just like I said!" the art teacher sang as he stepped through the doorway with the kicked in door. Hayden smiled cheerfully, sparkles shining around his gleeful face, as he set Peter down to turn the shower on. He ran his fingers through the water to test it, and as he felt the cold temperature, an idea formed in his mind. He turned to look at Peter over his shoulder, a devilish grin on his face and tiny horns sprouting from his hand. Like one would with a snowball, he tossed his hand in Peter's direction and let the cold droplets fly to him.
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 7:49 am
⊗ Peter Shell ⊗ Get the hell out of my way Peter didn't even react, his arms crossed and his ever-irritated expression on his face. "Tell me you're almost done with this," he said, raising an eyebrow. "We don't have all day." And stay away from my paintings
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 10:03 pm
Hayden BelmontHayden responded by grinning and tossing more water at Peter, snickering at him.
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 10:16 pm
⊗ Peter Shell ⊗ Get the hell out of my way Peter responded by tossing a water-filled sponge at the man's face. "I need a cigarette," he murmured, walking over to the long bench and starting to tug his clothes off. He slipped the shirt from over his head, revealing that long, lean body to his teacher once again. Soon enough, he stood there in all his God-given glory, expression bored, but intrigued. He hadn't seen Hayden naked yet. This would prove to be an experience. The artist sat on the bench, crossing his legs and his arms once he'd tugged his hair free from it's bounds and let it flow. And stay away from my paintings
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 12:25 am
Hayden BelmontThe teacher whined when the sponge hit him on the face. He spat out some of the water that snuck into his mouth before huffing at Peter. "You're going to smoke while showering? That doesn't make sense." Hayden muttered while loosening his tie. He removed it and tossed it to the side then started unbuttoning his shirt. When all was said and done, he tossed it to the side and ran his fingers through his hair. His body was as beautiful as any Incubus', his muscles evident and hard to the touch yet lean and flexible. They weren't chiseled from stone, though, but more like a surfer's body. But Hayden didn't care about his own body. "Oh, Pete, you have such a cute body~!" he gushed and laced his fingers together like an adoring schoolgirl.
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 12:43 am
⊗ Peter Shell ⊗ Get the hell out of my way "Stop calling me that, Belmont!" he snarled, clenching his fists. If there was anything he hated, it was being called something so stupid. Of course, that ridiculous teacher was the one that called him it. He stood, not letting his eyes wander to Hayden's body for fear of liking what he saw, and walked into the shower, reaching down to adjust the heat. Soon, hot water flowed, and Peter almost smiled. "Now then, are we going to shower or take a bath? The bath's a new addition, so it's not been used yet. Then again, it's a terrible thing to ruin." And stay away from my paintings
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 10:57 pm
Hayden Belmont"Tsk, why do you hate that so much? I'm just taking a letter off. It's not like I call you by your last name all the time." he subtly hinted while heading into the shower himself, not minding his pants getting wet. They'd be off in due time. "So! Do you want me to scrub your back or your hair, first~?" he grinned delightedly while clapping his hands together.
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