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Isaac hadn't completely lied, or so he was trying to convince himself as he pulled on a pair of pants tight enough to hide it. He really did need to inform the registrar's office that he was leaving in order to get his deposit back. Hopefully they would save a spot for him anyways. But the office didn't close until 7pm, he had plenty of time... He towel dries his hair, letting it fall in messy tangles down. He grabs a brush, brushing at it quickly, trying to take his mind off the throbbing new addition to his abdomen. He glances over at Akio, blushing and glancing away. That was a bad idea... He comments slowly, not looking at his lover, "You didn't have to get out of the shower for me..."

Jordyn moans softly, his hips digging down into Kyo's. Sinc ehe had been with him, he had forgetten the rush of dominating another boy. He usually didn't get the opportunity, not just with Kyo, but with other boys he had dated as well. His tongue battles Kyo's before giving in to a sweet passionate dance. However, he keeps his hands gently pinning down Kyo's wrists.

Isaac smiles at Akio, trying to put on his best face. He is relieved when Akio leaves the bathroom, knowing he was safe now. He begins to shut the door, "Hey, I have to pee... I'll be out in a sec.." He closes the door, quickly unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. He sighs with a little relief, the pants were very tight when he was...
He sits on the toilet, not wanting to get rid of it because it would probably mean making a mess. he slowly starts willing it away, thinking about anything unattractive. He knew Akio had an effect on him but.... man....

Jordyn smirks a little, pulling up from the kiss, knowing very well that Kyo couldn't just pull himself up again to his lips. He purrs softly, "For someone so dominant, I thought you would struggle more..." He gently knees open Kyo's legs to slip inbetween, able to grind their hips even closer together. He whimpers softly, it all felt so good.

Isaac finally emerged from the bathroom, able to get rid of his problem by simply waiting for it to go away. He smiles weakly, feeling strange. He comments, "I remember... the registrar's office doesn't close until later this evening, there's no rush for me to go." He sits down slowly on the couch beside Akio, trying not to make too much movement in case it made Akio slip and hurt himself. He watches the boy's hands for a moment, "That's from.... oh...." he sighs softly, "I should be mending that for you..."

Jordyn giggles into the kiss, pulling back slightly, "That's what I thought...." He leans down again, shoving his lips onto the other boys, his hips grinding down needily.

Isaac giggles a little bit, "You aren't as guilty as you think, I sew too..." He jumps, hearing Akio's yelp. He frowns and takes Akio's hand from his mouth, "Don't do that, it's not healthy, you know..." He gently rubs at Akio's finger, before smirking ironically at the younger boy and putting the pricked finger into his own mouth. He gazes at Akio, his eyes smiling, his hands gently taking Akio's needle and shirt, mumbling around the finger in his mouth, "I don't want you getting hurt..." he begins sewing where Akio left off, gently sucking at the other boy's wounded finger as he did so.

Jordyn moans softly, mumbling, "Did I mention how much I love you?" he pulls down at the elastic of Kyo's boxers, thankful they hadn't gotten dressed for the day yet. He removed them with ease, his hands barely brushing against sensitive flesh. He gently jerks Kyo's chin up gainst to catch a kiss, nibbling at the boy's bottom lip.

Isaac smiles around the other boy's finger, finishing a stitch before removing it. He whispers, "You're not hopeless at all, darling... Just far too wonderful to see in pain..." He hands the shirt and needle back to Akio, commenting, "Your backstitch is wonderful, as precise as a sewing machine..." He rubs the boy's sore finger, still in his grasp, kissing it before giving it back.

Jordyn smiles joyfully. He loved the feel of his own warm flesh touching nothing but Kyo's, and if he wasn't so aroused, he could have just curled up and laid there against Kyo for hours, feeling warm. But they were both aroused. His hands slide smoothly down Kyo's slender torso, tracing out all the muscle and bone beneath the warm skin, slipping into every crevice. His hips slowly moved against Kyo's, the lack of clothing causing it to be 100 times more stimulating. ((should we just have a time lapse after this post?))

Isaac stares at Akio for a moment and then begins to slowly start laughing. Within a few seconds, he was about to fall over with laughter, "Akio...." He laughs, "I'm Native American..." He laughs harder, "Proposing that I can't embroider is like saying you can't use chopsticks..." He giggles, leaning back into the couch. he finally snaps out of it and smiles, "Ok... sorry... what do you need to know... I've been at it since I could hald a needle"

((I guess I will))
Jordyn was gasping hard just to breathe, his muscle trembling with exertion. He slides from Kyo, planting a kiss on his lover's forehead, before he collapsed to the side of him. He whispers softly, "wow.... I've never.... that was.... wow..." he sighs, unable to find any other words as he draws closer to the other body that was as slick with sweat as his own was.

Isaac's dark blue eyes had soften intensely with Akio's speech. He moves closer, picking up his backpack laying on the floor near Akio. He pulls out a black piece of suede leather. On it there were the beginnings of something embroidered. The needle and thread still attached, he sarts at it again, tilting his head to nuzzle into Akio's neck for a moment, "Oh, love.... I'm sorry... ok... where to begin... well, ummm, for almost my whole life, I've lived on one reservation or another, Jordyn as well... my birthname is Lokni... It means 'Silent Rain', and up until a few years ago, it was my only name... Jordyn's real name is Nahele, which has a hard meaning to explain... I guess the closest I can come is 'The Color of Forest'..." He shrugs, glancing up with a small smile, "When we had our ceremony into manhood we could pick regular American names to accompany our real names... But my birth certificate will always read 'Lokni.' You know my mother... my father... Um, I'm really not sure about... My mother claims he never existed, that she found us both in the meadow after a rain storm and we were given to her by Shawandasee, the west wind... So I suppose that means that she just doesn't like discussing our father..." He pauses. Trying to think of things to say about himself was hard...