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 Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 3:28 am
Efflo closed his eyes, nuzzling his nose back against Gabby’s touch. “I know,” he said softly. “But I’d rather be in trouble than alone.” He wanted to lean in, to claim those icy lips in a heated kiss but he refrained, he didn’t want to make things harder than they were already going to be.
When Gabby’s last reserve broke, and he relented, Efflo threw his arms around him happily, grinning. “Then I’m going to stay, and you're just going to have to deal with it. Now, show me your room, I want a real tour not just oh, I don’t have a proper bed.”
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 3:36 am
Gabby's shoulders sank in defeat, and he groaned, a long and desperate sound. "There's nothing to show. I mean, that's where I sleep." He waved a lazy hand towards the pile of glittering, icy treasures. "And my clothes are in there." His other hand waved towards the tiny door. "And.. that's.. that's it." A full tour? He had nothing to show. "Why?" His eyes sharpened, glaring suspiciously at the boil. "Is your room bigger than mine..?"
Not even love kept his competitive side from flaring up.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 4:01 am
“You have a whole room for your clothes?” he asked, disbelieving as he let go of Gabby and pushed inside. He barely had enough clothes to fill one drawer of his dresser, let alone a whole room. “Why do you have so much treasure? Did you find it all yourself? Can I see behind the door?” He couldn’t help it, he was curious. He wanted to nose out every nook and cranny, learn every inch of it.
He glanced up when Gabby’s tone got competitive, shaking his head. “No, I’m pretty sure my room is much, much, much smaller than yours.” As Efflo was already treading on thin ice, he figured it wouldn’t hurt to stroke Gabby’s ego a little.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 9:06 pm
There was something about Efflo's sudden barrage of questions that reminded him of Sibyl. In fact, hadn't Sibyl asked some of these same questions the day she'd come here? He cocked an eyebrow curiously, breathing in relief when he was told his room was bigger, and getting to work at answering each and every rapidfire question as well as he could. "It's not a room. It's a closet." Gabby took hold of the doorknob, and opened it up. It was tiny, with no room to walk in, and it held his jacket, his spare slacks, and two pairs of shoes. On a little shelf above, there were two hats. "So that's it, really. Not a big deal. My treasure.. now that's a big deal." Gabby left the closet door open and walked away, dropping stomach first onto his pile of treasure. It felt so good to writhe around in it. "I spent my life collecting this treasure. It's everything to me." He turned around, flopping down onto his back, and staring intensely at the boil in his room. "Was. Everything." He'd said it so quietly, he almost hoped Efflo hadn't heard it. It would probably be for the better.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 9:28 pm
“Oh,” Efflo said, peering into his closet. Well, it wasn’t that much bigger than his dresser space wise, so Gabby didn’t have too much to hold over him. Not that the ponyboil would ever tell the dragon that. Let him have this one. He did have more clothes than him though and they all seemed to be in pristine condition. Efflo sighed, looking at his own embarrassing excuse for attire. He felt shabby. He winced as Gabby flopped onto his treasure pile, still finding it hard to believe that such a thing could be comfortable. It was nothing like his straw pile, soft and plush, perfect for sinking into after a long day. But the treasure was important to Gabby, probably as important as his worms were to him, he surmised. Gabby forgot, however, what Efflo had told him earlier. Soft black ears flicked forward, catching every word. The horse smiled, but he didn’t say anything. And as tempting as it was to rush the boil, wrap his arms around him and kiss him until the sunrise after hearing a comment like that, Efflo refrained. He said he would be good, and that definitely was not being good. So he settled down at the foot of the treasure, folding his legs beneath him. “You sure have a lot of treasure,” he smiled. “It’s all so shiny and pretty. You can tell you’ve worked hard for it.” Compliments were kind of like kisses right? No, they couldn’t even compare, he though, mentally sighing. But at least maybe it would make Gabby good.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 11:18 pm
Gabby turned again, leaning forward so he was curved down, facing the boil. His hands folded under his head, using them as a pillow, and ate up all of the compliments as if they were soul food. If he was of a feline persuasion, Efflo would have him purring at this point. As it was, a soft, content grumble escaped him. "Thank you." He murmured. "It took me a long time.. and I'll never stop. It has to get bigger, the longer I have it. And it has to get prettier." His hand slid into the pile, and then pulled out, letting diamonds fall from his fingertips. His eyes were caught staring at the glittery jewels, but when they had all fallen, he returned his gaze to Efflo and held out his hand. "Come here." He whispered, his voice heavy with intent. "I need to add you to my treasure pile."
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 11:33 pm
He watched contentedly as Gabby splayed out over his treasure, thinking that it was a very fitting place for him. The dragon looked like a king lounging on his thrown, and Efflo smiled at the thought. He was willing to bet Gabby had a crown hiding in there somewhere. Happily, he took the offered hand, squeezing it tight as he climbed up and nestled in beside the boil. “I’m your treasure?” he asked softly, trying really, really hard to keep his hands, and his lips, to himself.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 11:46 pm
The boil was pulled up, and Gabby let him settle before shifting up to look down on him. The boil appreciated Efflo's efforts to keep out of trouble, but Gabby made no such efforts. He'd given two warnings. He felt that was more than enough to warrant his freedom. "What kind of a question is that?" The heavy voice murmured softly. "You know you are. You're the most beautiful treasure here." It almost saddened Gabby to realize that Efflo had no idea how smitten he was. And it angered him, just a little bit. If he was going to lose himself so deeply, he at least wanted the boil to know. He wanted credit for giving in to his heart, this once. "Efflo?" He whispered, his heart throbbing with phantom pulses that suddenly ached painfully inside of him. "Can I show you something?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 10, 2013 12:15 am
Efflo blushed; Gabby said things that made his heart soar, even if he had a hard time believing that anyone could see him in such a way. Yet with every reassurance, he felt better, becoming more and more convinced that maybe, just maybe, the boil was falling just as quickly as he was. Because Efflo was definitely plummeting, lost in the gaze of those icy blue eyes. Gabby’s question caught him off-guard, he wanted to show him something? What could the dragon possibly be hiding, Efflo wondered, that he couldn’t already see. Then he remembered what Gabby had said earlier, and his warnings and he couldn’t help it, he cast a curious glance downward. Looking back up quickly, he nodded at Gabby silently, his dark face still tinted with pink.
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Posted: Wed Apr 10, 2013 12:36 am
For once - FOR ONCE, Gabby didn't catch that little glance, or its meaning. He was too caught up in what he was actually going to attempt to show the boil, if it was even possible. He took Efflo's hand, flattening it, and settled it against his chest. The feel of soft cloth greeted Efflo's senses, but only for a moment. All of a sudden, Gabby turned translucent, and Efflo could see the white ceiling above through his features. Gabby moved his hand forward, through his body, and let it rest on the rapidly beating heart. "You do that." Gabby whispered. The heart itself was also translucent, but the intensity of its beating made it feel fluttery against Efflo's hand. "When you look at me, or when you're around me, or, or when you kiss me.." As if to prove the point, Gabby bent down, moving Efflo's hand so that he didn't pass through the heart, and pressed his lips gently against the warm ones that waited for him. When Gabby closed his eyes, losing himself in the soft haze of the moment, the heart in Efflo's hand quickened to a hummingbirds pace. Gabby knew he wasn't the most emotional, or open boil. He knew it was hard to read his true feelings through that cold exterior. But if Efflo had ever been unsure of just how smitten Gabby was, he hoped this would prove him wrong.
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Posted: Wed Apr 10, 2013 1:14 am
He could do nothing but watch, letting Gabby guide his hand to his chest, then with Efflo’s eyes wide, right to his heart. It was so cold; the very heart of frosty boil, but it filled Efflo with such unbelievable warm to feel it fluttering against his hand, amazing and alive. His own thumped in response as his eyes gazed into Gabby’s, searching, afraid. Then Gabby was confessing with exact preciseness how the horse felt, admitting that his heart ached for Efflo, that it was Efflo that made it throb like that. And he was kissing him, softly, tenderly and Efflo’s heart matched the dragon’s in pace, racing with his emotions. He felt like his heart might burst, it was beating so fast, his feelings were so intense. He wanted nothing more than Gabby; held in the boil’s embrace, he felt like he’d never need anything ever again. He eased his doubts, and cast them aside, and left him with a lingering bliss, much like the gentle kiss pressed to his lips. Efflo returned it with unfettered passion, and lifted Gabby’s hand to his chest, mirroring their actions. He wanted Gabby to feel the drumming behind his skin, to know he felt the same.
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Posted: Wed Apr 10, 2013 1:35 am
The feel of a warm, beating heart pounding through Efflo's chest made Gabby's lips p***k upwards in a helpless smile. He pulled Efflo's hand out of his chest, and his body returned to being solid. Efflo knew now, what he did to the boil. And Gabby knew that the sentiment was returned. No words were needed, for something as heavy as that realization. He settled down slowly, sliding against the boil, with his lips still pressed against Efflo's. When he finally pulled away, his cold blue eyes opened and stared down for a moment, before a long, satisfied sigh escaped his lips and filled the air with tiny swirls of frost.
His head dipped down, and pressed against the boils chest, with his cheek and ear resting on the part where his hand had been. There, he listened to Efflo's heart, and let it soothe him like a lullaby.
"I guess you can stay the night, after all."
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