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 Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2015 6:31 pm
"Anythin' that involves a major clean up after sounds exhausting." Just rolling around like goof balls was going to be a major undertaking now. Let alone other things. He tried not to imagine sand in unpleasant places. His imagination was too active for his own good. "Or major internal damage.... or external." Sand.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2015 6:35 pm
"Or roleplaying," said Chance, turning his head to grin at Otto as they neared the dormitory building. "Do you remember back when we first met and I told you that I had a one night stand with a guy who had a thing about James Bond?"
He shook his head with a sigh, passing a few people on the way into the building, who were not close enough to hear the conversation, but close enough to see their interlocked hands.
"Please never ask me to adopt an English accent."
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2015 6:41 pm
Otto's face went sour at the mention of it. "Seriously?" He snorted, turning away. "I can't fake an accent to save my life anyway. N' I ain't into role play. S'just awkward." He felt no shame holding his hand where people could see. However, he was a little bit nervous.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2015 6:43 pm
Chance's demeanor was as relaxed as ever as he pushed open the door to the stairwell and led them both inside. "I don't see the point of roleplaying that sort of thing, anyway," he said, eyes flickering sideways to gauge Otto's reaction carefully, just in case he was still wary of the public affection.
"It's just pretending to be something you're not, I like the realness of people."
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2015 5:12 am
"I guess people got these like.. fantasies or some s**t. N' the only way to get it up is to see them played out? Kinda like watchin' porn, I guess... I unno." He shuddered. "Just talkin' about it is creepy." "If I'm havin' sex with someone, I don't wanna pretend they're someone else. Kinda kills the mood."
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2015 10:26 am
"Same. I'd rather not play pretend when I'm in the mood myself."
He laughed a little as they stepped out onto the dormitory floor, Chance's fingers still twined with Otto's. They were nearing his room now, and he slowed his steps once they were just outside of it. Chance leaned against the wall and flicked his gaze towards Otto, a smile on his face.
"Stay or go?" he asked mildly, knowing how protective Otto was of his shower.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2015 1:57 pm
Stay or Go... Otto considered it for a while, his expression blank, but his mind whirring with thought. In the end, he ignored all the what ifs and the should I or could I, and concentrated on the more important question; Do I want him to stay? The answer was a simple yes. "..C'mon in." Otto affirmed, opening his door.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2015 2:05 pm
He waited patiently for Otto to decide, and once he did, Chance just gave a small, wordless nod accompanied by a light smile and followed Otto into his room. He tapped the door shut behind them with the toe of his foot, and exhaled a breath, tugging at the front of his shirt.
"Too much sand," Chance said.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2015 2:13 pm
" Dude, don't get it on the floor." Otto grumbled, although there was going to be no way to avoid it. He'd have to.. ugh.. vacuum later. "Aw ********.. whatever.." He himself was tracking sand, even with his shoes off. "It's gunna take ten damn showers to get this sand off." He gave Chance a careful look, considering something. "Separate showers. Too much I gotta clean up." He'd prefer to get himself cleaned up privately, as much as a sexy shower sounded fun about now.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2015 2:17 pm
"I'll clean it up after," said Chance mildly, "Or at least, help a little."
He caught the contemplative look and gave a little nod of understanding. "Sounds good. I can stay out here and get some towels to wipe up the mess in the meantime while you go and get cleaned up."
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2015 2:21 pm
Otto nodded. "You can consider it the favour if you want." Since the beach had been his idea, after all. Otto made a detour to his closet to fish out dry, clean clothes first, and then made his way into the shower. And indeed, he took his sweet time. There'd been a lot of sand. Especially in his hair. He emerged, looking fairly pleased with himself, or as pleased as a resting b***h face could look. "Shower's free."
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2015 2:25 pm
"Nah," said Chance with a laugh. "I'm actually kinda looking forward to seeing what you come up with."
In the time it took for Otto to shower (which was quite a long time), Chance had stripped down to his boxers (there was no point in tracking more sand everywhere), and had washed up the rest of the sand tracked in so that everything looked nice and clean.
"Feel better?" he asked lightly, as he leaned over and pecked a quick kiss to Otto's lips before he ducked into the washroom himself.
The sand was very gritty in his hair. It took him a while to get it out of his tangled curls.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2015 2:32 pm
"Mmmhmm." He delighted in the quick kiss, looking around once Chance left for his shower to find a tidy floor. Sand free. Still, Chance's clothes were dirty and he didn't have much to change into here. Otto leafed through his own clothes, looking for at least some track or sweat pants that would fit the taller man. As it was, everything he had would look like flood pants on the gentle giant. Regardless, a pair of black sweats with electric blue stripes on the side were picked out for him. Otto snuck into the bathroom, creeping along the wall to leave the folded garment on the bathroom counter for him.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2015 2:39 pm
He'd forgotten about the fact that he didn't have any clothes here and was a good several inches taller than Otto. But the shower felt very nice and warm after the cold, salty ocean water, and once he was certain he'd gotten all of the grains of sand from his hair, Chance flipped off the water and gave his head a shake, spraying droplets on the walls.
He stepped out of the shower, toweling himself dry, to find a pair of sweats on the counter. Lips quirking up in a smile, Chance padded over and picked them up, tugging them on over his long legs. They hung onto his hips just fine, but were too short, which Chance didn't particularly mind, because they were still comfortable anyway. He ruffled his hair in a towel so that it wasn't dripping wet, slung the towel over his neck, and stepped back into the room.
"Thanks for this," said Chance with a smile, gesturing at the sweats as he rubbed the towel on his face.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2015 2:42 pm
"S'cool. But I want'em back. I ain't as generous as you." He murmured from the kitchen table. He had a can of cola in hand, hunched over a game of some sort. He looked up to check the man out. "Those are my favourite pair."
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