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 Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 3:02 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 4:07 pm
One look, could kill.
My Pain, your thrill.  The dark haired boy was quick to use their new position to his advantage, moving in such a way to push the other boy further over the edge. He was rewarded with a groan before the kissing shifted away from his lips and down his chest. Aiden let his head fall back, cracking it hard into the wall behind him as he gave the mark full access to anything he wanted to touch. His hands trailing, touching, teasing the entire time.
Movement caught his attention and he slowly lifted his eyes to stare with docile blue orbs that reflected nothing his body was doing at the other male walking towards him. There was no worry or fear in his stance, as soon as he had acknowledged another person was there that was enough. He didn't mind if he ended up having to get split between them so long as he got paid in the end. His lips lifted in a welcoming smile as he tipped his head slightly while continuing to get kissed further down as his shirt was pulled open to reveal the pale flesh beneath.
He didn't even seem particularly worried when the brunette was ripped off him. Instead his leg eased back to the ground to support his full weight as he rolled his shoulders to push off the wall while a hand reached up and casually brushed his dark strands away from his midnight blue orbs. The new male was yelling loudly, demanding an explanation of their activities. Even in the low light it was easy to see the resemblance between them and Aiden tipped his head as his smile went wider. He absorbed this new information calmly as the other pair of blue eyes turned to him and demanded to know who he was.
"Aiden."he responded in his bedroom voice, shifting his weight so he was once more leaning against the wall. One leg crossed in front of the other with a sort of open invitation to his body language that was very typical of him. He ran his tongue along his lips, tasting the other boy as well as the last traces of the vodka but remained quiet otherwise. It wasn't as if this was HIS fight.
You're Poison, don't wanna break these chains.
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 4:36 pm
 xxxxxxxxxxxxxIn the BRIGHTEST HOURxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxof my DARKEST DAYxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxXXxxxxXx I realizedxxxxxxxxxxxxx[sssWHAT IS WRONG WITH MExxx]▃▃▃ ▄ ▆ ▄ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
Dorian was lost enough that he didn’t hear a single footstep approaching. Given how good he was at tuning out anything he found irrelevant anyway, he might not have heard even if he hadn’t been a sip shy of falling over. Only a fervor that bordered on obsession was keeping him the way he was, wrapped around ‘Aizen’ and re-familiarizing himself with the body under his hands. His mind was probably substituting or skipping over anything that didn’t fit, but the two boys were remarkably similar physically at least. And sometimes when you wanted something badly enough you could see it anywhere.
He nearly fell over when he was suddenly pulled away, shooting a glare at the form that had separated them. For half a moment he expected to see Amy and opened his mouth to tell her to go away, leave him alone, he could do what he wanted when he wasn’t at work or on the clock. But instead his eyes widened, not in fear or anger or guilt but in simple childish confusion. Aizen. A very upset Aizen. But Aizen had been against the wall and… Oh god his head was doing that spinning thing again.
His fingers closed around the hand that had suddenly grabbed his, wincing at the shouted words. All he could see was dark hair and blue eyes and slender frames weaving in and out of his vision. For a moment the two overlapped and yes there were differences but a drunk Dorian had a lot of trouble picking out what was what. He was confused, but he couldn’t find it in himself to be upset. Dorian tended to lean towards the side of ‘happy drunk’ rather than depressed one.
“Aizen,” he said, pulling the second boy nearer and nuzzling his hair. “Why are there two of you?” The words were mumbled and unclear and it would be a miracle if either boy understood him. He didn’t sound as confused anymore, his brain having chosen this as less important than pleasant. He barely heard the boy he’d had pressed against the wall speak, but it sounded a lot like the answer had been ‘Aizen’ to him.
His eyes strayed very curiously back to the first Aizen who was now lounging in a very appealing way against the wall. He tried to find a way to move back towards it that didn’t involve letting go of the Aizen he was nuzzling and failed.
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 5:57 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 6:08 pm
One look, could kill.
My Pain, your thrill. The obviously heavily drunk mark swayed into the person holding him, clearly confused while holding onto him. It only took him a second to pull the dark haired boy closer and nuzzle his hair. Aiden tipped his head, not minding the attention having shifted to the other boy as the brunette asked why there were two of them. He watched casually, reaching one hand up to play with his earring suggestively once more as the brunette glanced back towards him and seemed to realize some of the possibilities of their being two. Aiden's smile was a temptation all in of itself. The Snake would have been put to shame at the small smile that drifted across his face and filled his midnight blue eyes with a sort of promise of anything he wanted.
"You don't? Given his experience I would have assumed you did. It's not that hard to learn if you want."the dark haired male purred, transferring the weight of his midnight dark eyes on the dark haired boy who had just swung the brunette up over his shoulder. If he wanted to be puked on that was his choice, but Aiden was willing to play with both of them if that was what the dark haired boy was worried about. Couples were always so strange. They wanted it, but then fought over it like Aiden actually counted. He continued to twirl the ruby around in his fingers as his other hand lifted and adjusted his shirt in a manner that didn't actually restore his modesty in the slightest.
You're Poison, don't wanna break these chains.
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 6:45 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxIn the BRIGHTEST HOURxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxof my DARKEST DAYxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxXXxxxxXx I realizedxxxxxxxxxxxxx[sssWHAT IS WRONG WITH MExxx]▃▃▃ ▄ ▆ ▄ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
Dorian smile sleepily against the dark hair. Hmm. He thought he’d gotten rid of the shirt in the way but it was back. Oh right, two Aizens. One nearly shirtless, the other annoyingly clothed. His fingers trailed down Aizen’s front as though wishing the cloth away. To Dorian Aizen looked perfect undressed. There was nothing to be ashamed of or hide. Besides, he’d seen it all before and if he’d been unconcerned with privacy before, the drink had pretty much drained the rest of it right out of him. “I guess so,” he said, rolling his eyes and nearly losing his balance in the process. “Didn’t mean to… so much but… hard to pay attention. Was going to sleep.” The explanation lost something in the translation but Dorian didn’t seem to notice and didn’t attempt to elaborate further.
Instead he felt himself suddenly moving, long limbs flailing as he was lifted and found himself half upside down against Aiden. He stared at the ground, trying to work out what had just happened. This mental process was made much trickier by the fact that his head and stomach were in sharp revolt against the sudden movement. He groaned unhappily and nearly lost it there.
“Aizen for gods sake, put me down,” he demanded. The words were accented with struggling motions as he made his feet find the floor again. Thank god he was the taller of the two. He took a deep breath and leaned against the boy’s shoulder for a moment, waiting for the new wave of dizzy to pass. “Gonna be sick if you do that,” he murmured, annoyance and physical pain touching his tone.
He tilted his head a bit to the side to watch the other Aizen, listening to the cool taunting purr. His eye eventually left blue and focused on red. The little movement was making the dim light from outside flash against it. Bright dim, bright dim… It was vaguely hypnotic and Dorian was quite happy to stare at the ruby color.
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 8:03 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 10:09 pm
One look, could kill.
My Pain, your thrill. Used to drunk men, Aiden paid little attention to his original mark when he started rambling. Sometimes a drunk would say something useful, the important part was to only record it with half your attention and replay the conversation later. In fact, he only got coherent when he was picked up and tossed over a shoulder.
It was no surprise that he'd demand down with a murmured announcement of his continued health if the action was repeated. He continued to occasionally draw the brunette's attention but the more active dark haired boy held most of it in trying to force them apart before he seemed to lose his patience. Aiden's welcoming smile widened a touch when the boy demanded to know what he meant by that. Aiden decided that talking was obviously not this one's forte so he rolled off the wall once more and stalked across the room towards him.
Head tilted to one side, there was just enough sway in his step to draw attention but not enough to detract from the fact that he was a male. It was a rather distinctive walk and when coupled with the expression on his face it usually was a good warning that he was up to no good. In passing he lifted a hand high enough to trail his fingers along the upper edge of the brunettes belt before coming to a stop directly facing the boy that was a fairly close color-wise to himself. His hand continued to lift in a smooth motion before pressing a finger against the yelling boy's lips as he shouted at the brunette.
"Shhh."the dark haired male purred, stepping into the dark haired boy's space. It effectively put him between the two marks as he brushed a light teasing kiss across Aizen's lips. His docile midnight dark eyes watching the face inches from his own with no real flare of emotion behind them as he slid his hand from the other boys lips and down his jaw before taking small kisses, like sipping wine or honey from a cup, just enough to tease and tempt and promise a hint of what could come.
You're Poison, don't wanna break these chains.
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 10:41 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxIn the BRIGHTEST HOURxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxof my DARKEST DAYxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxXXxxxxXx I realizedxxxxxxxxxxxxx[sssWHAT IS WRONG WITH MExxx]▃▃▃ ▄ ▆ ▄ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
Dorian was highly grateful when the attempts to pick him up ceased. It wasn't just the sick stomach swirl the move invoked that made him disinclined to try the move again. It was pride. Even when he was making a drunken a** of himself without really realizing it, even in this half world where there were two Aizens and one wanted him and one was angry at him, some form of pride broke through. And it told him he was not supposed to be carried, he was supposed to carry someone else if needed. It wasn't a very coherent thought but it stuck in his mind.
There had been times when Aizen had acted as body guard or crowd control in the past. Even though he could have easily hired someone professional for the job, Dorian had allowed it because it seemed important to Aizen to look out for him that way and because he'd found the gesture rather charming. And there was no denying the dark haired male was good at it. Even Amy had reluctantly put up with it for that reason. But despite all that Dorian wanted to be someone Aizen leaned on, someone the other boy came to for protection, not the reverse.
He winced at the words shouted in his ears and mumbled something about that depending on which country they were in. Then he tilted his head towards the young man across the room and stared when he began to move. You saw porn that was less provocative than a single step that male took. Blue eyes went half lidded on the popstar as the figure slid between them and began kissing Aizen.
Dorian should have been upset by this. A moment of confusion touched his eyes since the differences between the figures became more pronounced when they were closer together, but it too faded, dismissed into a cloud of lust and longing and heat. He didn't know what to do, couldn't make himself move now. Alcohol was threatening sleep while the rest of him paid very very close attention to the two in front of him. A hand curled the dark hair of the one closest to him and dropped again.
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 5:26 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 8:19 am
One look, could kill.
My Pain, your thrill. A hand moved behind him and curled into the dark strands of hair along the back of his head, he rewarded him with a shiver. A momentarily disappointment that the hand didn't close and pull was pushed away when the hand dropped away from his hair leaving him able to concentrate fully on the dark haired male in front of him that seemed a little shocked more than anything as he continued to press light little kisses against his lips. The shock didn't last long before the back of his neck was grabbed to drag him into a deeper kiss. THIS one was closer to what he was used to.
"Mmm."the dark haired male purred when he was released and told with a smirk that, that was how adults did it. His docile eyes picking up a touch of amusement as he bit his bottom lip and slid it through his teeth in a slow movement, his hand returning to his earring and spinning it slowly.
"So, more like this?"He asked in a tone that should have warned anyone that he was up to no good as he stepped close enough to the other boy that they were touching all the way down their fronts as one hand caught the boy's belt and his other dropped from his ear to imitate Aizen's and hold the back of his neck. This kiss delivered on everything the smaller ones had promised. Ever touch of his experience going into turning the kiss deeply provocative and passionate. He closed his eyes, tilting his head to pour enough need into the kiss to draw out the other boy. Two for one would defiantly get him his necklace.
You're Poison, don't wanna break these chains.
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 3:59 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxIn the BRIGHTEST HOURxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxof my DARKEST DAYxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxXXxxxxXx I realizedxxxxxxxxxxxxx[sssWHAT IS WRONG WITH MExxx]▃▃▃ ▄ ▆ ▄ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
The world was made of sensations.
There was a shiver under his hand and the soft touch of hair. Then the contrast of cold as the body in front of him was pulled away and sealed with another kiss. Murmurs and words and purrs caressed his ears but didn’t actually make contact with his conscious mind. He had liked that shiver under his fingertips and he moved forward, looking for it again.
And somewhere along the way lust completely took over. Dorian wanted this, wanted this so badly he could have screamed. He wanted to hear his name called and moaned into the darkness around them. And with a nice overdose of vodka telling him it was alright to take whatever he wanted and neither boy protesting in a way that would have stopped him, he carried things further…
And then all the way.
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 6:23 pm
 As every cat owner knows, nobody owns a cat "Note to self, get more sleep."An ash-blonde male murmured, hiding a yawn behind his hand as he briefly stopped what he was doing to let the yawn take full effect. Once it was done he stretched his arms above his head to stretch and then dropped his hands back to the desk in front of him. It wobbled dangerously and he stuck a foot out to brace it rather than risk it doing something to damage the computer he had yet to touch. He was going to win that bet no matter if he had to make OTHER people look up his stuff.
Shaking his head slightly to clear it he slid his chair back a little to a side shelf and picked up his cup of coffee, it wasn't as good as the cup from the other day, but given the machine had started making a distressingly high pitched noise he'd settled for whatever came out of it. He'd have to make sure to pick up some candy at the store today so he could bribe Elias into making him some each morning. A lavacious grin spread across his lips for a moment as he spent a pleasurable second in fantasies before Miko mewed sleepily from her cat bed in the drawer of the filing cabinet. He dipped a finger in the coffee and held it up for her without looking.
The rough cat tongue lapped at his finger to clear it of the drink before he set his coffee cup down and slid back to his desk to resume his work on the papers he was going to be handing out for the first day of class. He hated first days and loved them all at the same time. It was nice to get to meet your new students and figure things out about them, but it was also when everyone was pushing boundaries to see what they could get away with. Hence the box that was sitting, waiting for him on the edge of the desk. Full of his response to just those days. Miko jumped free from her bed and padded across the shelf soundlessly to stick her face in the cup and lap at more of Haru's coffee as he chewed on the end of the pencil he was using before writing something more on his paper.
He had a few hours till classes started, a few hours to get ready to face whatever these students would bring for him. He'd already gotten a call from some crazy woman named Amy something or other that had gone through a great big long list of things he could and could not do to her precious 'star'. He'd basically set the phone down on the counter and kept working till her rant had seemed to slow. He didn't care who his students were in the real world, once they walked through his door they were HIS students and that was it. He went back to chewing on the pencil after another yawn and blamed it on the overcast sky and the rain that was soothingly smacking the window behind him.
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 8:09 pm
xxxxx∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙ Ɛʟɪɑѕ ƊɛᴄɛʍᴃɛʀXXXX[9TH.GRADE.TEACHER]xxxxxxx I know some things that you don'txxxxxxxxx
I've done things that you won'txxxxxxx
There's nothing like a trail of blood
xxxxxxxTo find your way back home ∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙ ►
Elias shifted the books in his arms, looking tired and a bit less prepared than he usually liked to be. It had been a long night, longer than he’d meant it to be. Something had been off with the power until very late, random fluctuations making him reluctant to leave any of his electronics plugged in for long least they be accidentally blown out by a sudden surge. He was still making a list of the things that could cause such a strange outburst but the list was running perilously close. He’d spend a good part of his night with a flashlight investigating the school’s generator to see if a student had been messing with it. It remained unaffected, though he wasn’t convinced he hadn’t missed something. Only a need to be awake for the first class of the morning had eventually forced him into bed.
And to make matter that much more pleasant, it was now starting to rain outside. The day before had been nice enough that Elias hadn’t prepared for that and attempting to juggle an umbrella along with the books had been too much. Which was why he was now glaring murderously at anything he saw as he stalked down the hallway, long hair swept back from his hurry and partially damp from the beginnings of rain. He shifted the books awkwardly to one arm, trying to negotiate the door handle and push his way into his classroom.
He let out a breath and relaxed as he sank into the chair behind the desk at the front of the room. He had time to prepare now, to get his lesson plan straight in his head and wait for the students to drag themselves out of bed. Mostly school rules and introductions to what would be expected of the students were on the list for the day.
There was a chance, actually, that he wouldn’t even be teaching the age group he had been assigned to. The amount of students per year was rather unbalanced and he was half waiting for a reassignment. Oh well. At worst he could track down his new assistant and see if the boy’s resume matched his actual skill level. He was going to have to jump through a few hoops before Elias was satisfied.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI was waiting for my hearse
xxxxxxxWhat came next was so much worse
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIt took a funeral
xxx◄ ∙∙∙∙∙∙∙∙ to make me feel alive
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 12:55 am
 Electricity is actually made up of extremely tiny particles called electrons that you cannot see with the naked eye....
unless you have been drinking. "Okay...room number, room number?"The violet haired male chanted softly under his breath as his gold orbs jumped from the papers he held in his hand to the numbers on the doors he was passing. He was quickly shuffling through several papers before finally stumbling on the one he needed. If he had known how his day was going to turn out yesterday he would have organized his stuff before even boarding the plane. He stuck the paper he needed by the corner in his mouth, trying to use his teeth to avoid getting it too wet, while he arranged the rest of the stack into some semblance of an order as he continued walking. Thankfully he didn't trip over anything and a few minutes later he spotted the correct room number. He freed the paper from his mouth and set it on top of the stack before reaching for the door knob.
"Hello?"Dom called softly, the darkness from the storm and the quiet of a mostly unoccupied room making him instinctively drop his voice to an almost whisper as he stuck his messy violet head through the crack and scanned the room. Gold eyes locked on the dark haired male behind the desk who seemed to be occupied at the moment as his lips spread into a wide smile.
"Elias December?"he inquired as he stepped the rest of the way into the room and let the door close behind him as he crossed to where the other male was standing. His smile was wide and excited as he held his hand out in a formal greeting for the male he'd only talked to a few times over the phone. Most of his information came second hand from the documents about his assignment he'd gotten in the mail.
"I'm Dominic Candesent, I'm your teacher's aide for the year. Oh, and supposed to help with the computer club if needed."he introduced himself easily, adjusting the papers in his hand so they wouldn't fall out and embarrass him within the first few minutes of meeting the teacher he was supposed to work with all year. Mr. December would be finding out soon enough his own clumsy streak, no need to point it out early.
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hullothar
hullothar
