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 Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 10:27 am
The demon unclenched his jaw, forcing himself to relax under Kalore's touch and shook his head, lifting his leg to wash him thoroughly. "I'm fine." He muttered gruffly. "I just don't want you to be embarass about me washing you." He said, as if that was what made him clench his jaw, which wasn't actually.
Monty missed touching the elf, even if it had nothing to do with his carnal desires for the elf. There was something about being intimate with the elf that made him feel something in his.....heart. "If you would like I can stop washing you and you can do it so I can call Joker." He murmured, lifting up the other leg to wash as Monty's hands shook slightly.
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 12:12 pm
Nodding slowly, Kalore wasn’t completely sure on if the man was telling the truth or not, but he answered with the truth, “I… I don’t really want to be alone…” Well, he answered with some of the truth. He didn’t want to be alone, but at the same time he just didn’t want to be away from the man in front of him. To feel Monty’s touch again seemed like the one thing that was keeping him controlled and calm. Kalore didn’t want to lose that. Looking back up at him, he bit his lip as his own body was lightly shivering, keeping him from noticing Monty’s own shaking hands. “U-Unless you want to go, of course.. but um… I don’t… I don’t mind this, Monty.” His voice was almost impossible to hear as he looked down again, blushing just barely. The rush of blood to his cheeks caused him to sway slightly, however, dizzhy.
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 12:34 pm
The demon shook his head as he washed up Kalore's stomache, missing his most private area for the elf to do on his own. The last thing he wanted was to make the elf feel as if he was being violated even though he could, ironically, trust the demon that he wouldn't take advantage of him.
"I'll do so once your washed and in bed. I just want you to be willing to whatever it is Joker suggests." He said, looking at the elf.
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 12:39 pm
Watching him, Kalore barely noticed that Monty had skipped over a certain part of him, but once he did notice he couldn’t help but feel thankful. He knew that the demon wouldn’t take advantage of him, but after what Eri had done… He could remember everything now, including some of the things that had occurred without Monty there. None of them got far, but they went farther than what he had been comfortable with. At the time he hadn’t been able to do anything about it, but now… now he was almost ashamed that he had been that naïve, that useless. When Monty continued to speak, however, a look of concern almost flashed over his eyes. “And… And what do you think he’s going to want me to do?”
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 4:52 pm
Siughing softly, the demon lifted Kalore towards him to wash his back and "accidently" pressed his face against his neck taking in his scent again. Damnit Kalore still smelled good. Too good. Maybe he was crossing that line again until Kalore's question echoed in his head. Clearing his throat a bit he again, pressed his nose towards his ear, whispering softly for him. "He might do something alot better than you vomiting. He might do I.V's to flush it out of your systems faster and transfuse all the nutrients you have already lost." Was it just him or was he wanting to NOT move away from the elf?
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 8:43 am
Breath hitching as he felt Monty against his neck, Kalore fought to not close his eyes. It had been a long time since Monty had done something like this to him, though he knew that it couldn't be on purpose. Maybe he just had to get close in order to continue to wash him? He didn't know but soon his arms were tentatively around him, not wanting to let the demon go anytime soon. The elf barely listened as he could simply rest his head against his shoulder, listen to the pulse that was in the man's neck, closing his eyes more as he relaxed completely against him. "I-IV's?" He hadn't had those before... "Do they hurt?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 2:27 pm
The demon washed up his shoulders without letting go of Kalore and relaxed a bit. "It doesn't hurt. It's better than my method." He stopped using the wash cloth and just rinsed Kalore's back while trailing his fingers down the soft skin. Monty couldn't help himself. He had to make sure that Kalore was real still. "Do you like needles?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 3:11 pm
Keeping his arms around him, Kalore shivered just slightly as he felt the man’s fingers trailing down his skin. He couldn’t help but think of all the times that he had been in the demon’s arms, just sitting like this as he simply strokes down his back. Sighing softly again, he soon was stiffening, shaking his head, “I-I don’t like needles… at all.” It was one of the reasons why major drugs hadn’t really been a threat to him. He didn’t like needles and he hated the idea of something going up his nose… so, most horrible drugs weren’t a huge option for him. “But… does it um… does it have to be a needle? Or can it be so that it doesn’t um… doesn’t hurt?”
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 3:15 pm
Monty had to chuckle softly. "Is the great archer Kalore afraid of a tiny metal needle?" He drawled, wanting to at least get the elf to laugh some. "It's the needle or vomiting for hours on end." He offered. It wasn't the best choices but at least Kalore didn't have to kill his throat with vomiting so much if he picked the needles.
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 4:01 pm
He looked away for a moment as he bit his lip gently. “I… I don’t like them at all…” Sighing again, he shook his head again as he soon was snuggling against him. “They hurt…” Kalore knew that, in a way, it wasn’t the way that he wanted to go, with needles, but it was better than spitting up the rest of his stomach. “But um… if that’s what’s needed… I guess that that’s better than throwing up.” He sighed again, looking up at him. Their faces were less than two inches apart as he continued to watch him, his green eyes widening some in the realization. Kalore didn’t move back though. He simply watched him, biting his lip and resting his forehead against him as he smiled just slightly.
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 4:20 pm
Nodding his approval, Monty looked up to see that their faces were inches apart. It was that look of his face that burned in the demon's mind to never forget what he looked like, even in darkness. "It won't hurt at all. I promise." He murmured. Looking down he added a bit more soap to the cloth and held it for Kalore. "Wash the rest of you and rinse so that I may take you out of the water." He whispered softly, closing his eyes to give the elf his privacy.
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 4:42 pm
Taking the cloth, Kalore simply watched him before moving up to wash himself. He wasn’t completely done before he stopped, beginning to look up at the other. Why did he want to kiss the man again? Was he being delirious or something? He didn’t think that he was but… just maybe. “I…” Shaking his head some, he moved so that he would be able to finish himself, moving to finally kiss the demon’s lips, softly, caringly. It was quick, but Kalore spoke immediately after. “I’m done, Monty.”
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 4:57 pm
Monty blinked and looked up at the elf. Done? Done with what? The washing or was that the last kiss he will ever have in his entire life? That thought didn't sit well with him. Of course if someone better than him fancied the elf and would take care of him then sure he would have to suck it up and let them kiss but for now.....A selfish, highly possessive part of him wanted those kisses to come all the time. For him.
Mentally shaking himself, he had to look that the elf was indeed done with washing himself and reached out for a towel. Wrapping his arm around Kalore tightly to hold him against his body, the demon started to dry the elf as best as he could without touching the most intimate areas and without dropping him.
Monty managed somehow and wrapped the towel around his waist and picked him up bridal style to take him to the bed. "Do you need anything before I call Joker?" He asked gently, shutting off the light in his room to keep from hurting the elf's eyes.
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 5:19 pm
Arms moving around the other, Kalore bit his lip gently before he shook his head some, “No… I don’t think that there’s anything that I need.” A small smile was on his features as he realized that they had gone from darkness back into darkness, realizing that he was keeping the lights off for him. His lips were parted as he was on the bed, his arms still around Monty as he felt like he did indeed need something else but what was it? He didn’t know for sure before he sighed softly. “I… I’m thirsty but…” Kalore shook his head. He couldn’t take something else other than water, he didn’t think, but even water had him throwing up.
Sighing again, he leaned up and simply kissed his cheek again, resting against him and not letting Monty go anytime soon. “Can you um.. can you make sure that he’s not mad at me?” Kalore didn’t know why he kept kissing him, but he wanted to keep the demon in his arms, the way that he was now. He had only kissed him, truly, once since they had been together. The rest had just been pecks on the cheek. He didn’t want that. He wanted more than that. Maybe that just meant that he was being selfish… but… so be it. He just wanted Monty back.
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 5:41 pm
There went another kiss. Next time he attempted to kiss his cheek he was going to make sure that it was his lips rather than his damned face. It wasn't that great to look at so why kiss that when lips were much better? Nodding some at Kalore, Monty had to admit that he was amused by what Kalore asked him to do.
Grabbing his cell phone that he left here, he dialed Joker's number, keeping close to Kalore since he was comfortable and hoping to get a kiss again. Waiting for the insane man, the demon brought up a blanket to keep some warmth for Kalore and sighed softly when Joker answered.
"This is Doctor Charles J. Buckingham the Third, how can I help you Sir or Ma'am?" That was Joker's greeting? What the hell kind of greeting was that? He sounded so.....normal....It sort of made Monty glad he wasn't a patient to this Doctor Charles J. Buckingham the Third. Clearing his throat he was about to open his mouth when Joker's voice interuppted him.
"Is that you Monty? What do you want? Your not hurt right? I'll be right over since you might be having your stomache all falling out and intestines all tripping yourself over. Honestly, you need to wear some body armor from now on." Hanging up, the demon growled at the phone. "Remind me to kill him after this." He muttered and threw the phone to the side.
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