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 Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 3:45 pm
"I'm... I'm sixteen. And... N... No, I'm not." He looked to the side, shamfully. Tha one, Andrey, he had been quite the weasel when it came to getting his way. Though it hadn't started out like that, it quickly became such. Michael could not refuse. It was something inside him. Things like this were too exciting to turn down. He just couldn't do it.
He felt an amptiness of fear and anxiousness in the pit of his stomache. What was going to happen. He winced as the pain below throbbed again and the the soundless buttons being undone made him eager.
As the buttons were all undone, Michael stepped through the threshold of the moment. He couldn't resist. He turned to Reiku with a mischievious smirk on his own features. He reached up, pulling on the boy's tie and meeting his lips in a strong kiss, as his free hand pulled Rei's undershirt free of being tucked into his pants.
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 2:50 pm
"Sixteen," The teen repeated in a soft, seductive purr of a voice, pushing the ends of the other boy's now undone shirt to his sides. "That works, I guess..... I wonder which of the two of us will hit seventeen first, ne, hansamu..."
His fingers toyed mildly with Michael's brown tresses, a slight smile curving his lips at the surprisingly soft feel. Apparently the kid took pretty good care of his hair... but that was to be expected of the soft sorts, wasn't it? He was probably here for running away from home and worrying his parents, or something equally stupid.... Not that it mattered overly much to Mamoru. It wasn't as though Michael were his boyfriend.... he was Reiku's problem...
"I knew you weren't.... I can tell just by looking at you... I bet you're just chock-full of secrets, ne?"
An excited gasp escaped the boy as he was tugged forward by the tie secured loosley about his neck, and his thin brows arched upward in obvious surprise just before their mouths met yet again. His lips parted so that his tongue could run lightly along Michael's lips. After a few minutes, the boy pulled away, just as his underhirt was untucked. A slight smirk played gently at his mouth.
"So tell me... Michael...." It was funny, when Mamoru said the boy's name it sonded like "My-Ya-Cool".... and it still held Reiku's sing-song quality. Mamoru didn't notice. He made no move to roll off the other teenager and his fingers ran along hair, ear, and neck. "...is this soft-spoken, unassuming persona of yours just an act.... Is this what you've been biding your time for... to get in my pants? Do you think I'm a tease, Michael? Be honest...."
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 3:12 pm
THe boy grin, not being able to recognize the strange pronounciation in this state of mind. He began to unbutton the shirt slowly, saying, "You're the one who initiated this, Rei-kun. Besides, sex isn't everything."
He grinned more broadly and laughed a little. "It's just really, really," the last came almost as a whisper, "really... fun." His violet eyes were filled with passionate lust within his core. "Now, I wonder what made you get on top, huh? Who said you could?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 3:54 pm
Mamoru cringed a bit at that name. Damn but he hated being called by that name... but if he didn't want Michael to get suspicious, then he had to deal with it.
"Ee, you're right, I did... But you didn't protest, ne?" His maple hued eyes dropped down to Michael's long, graceful finger working at his buttons, and the mischievious smile grew a fraction. "Iie... it's not everything.... but it's not so bad either, ne? Hai... fun..."
Mamoru repressed a snort at the latter question posed to him. Poor kid... he really must think he were dealing with Reiku to make such a comment.
"I did," was his response. "I don't really do the permission thing, ne? Much more willing to do what I want when i want than to utter a pretty please.... and I wanted to be on top. Got a problem with that, Michael?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 4:49 pm
"Jyaa, iie." As the shirt was undone, falling loosely around the both of them as a curtain, Michael rubbed the bare, skinny, sides of his boyfriend's body, cooing softly with the emotion of the moment.
"Rei-kun, do you really want to do this now?" He said it without thinking. Somehow his true conciousness had bubbled up to berate his sexual desire. It made him think. Did Michael himself want to do this now? Was it safe? Would it hurt either of them? What was going to happen?
These thoughts plummited Michael into the apprehensions he had the first time. He was unsure, feeling wrong doing it so young. He couldn't do anything now, he was frozen in indecision.
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 7:35 pm
The youth's body trembled just a bit under the tentative touch of Michael's fingers against his skin, feeling his heart rate begin to race a bit as lust began to buzz through his veins.
"Have I done anything to make you think I don't, hansamu... or are you suddenly getting cold feet?"
Mamoru rolled off of Michael then, as suddenly as he had climbed atop him, and lay beside the boy on the bd, Folding one arm behind his head. Her puckered his lips, blowing the other boy a kiss in a very un-Rei-like way. He made no move to rebutton his shirt.
"It's cool, boytoy, I don't mind. Maybe later, ne... I mean... we got all night." He winked at Michael, before uttering a soft, devilish laugh. Damn, but he really wished he had a cigarette. He wondered vaguely if Reiku had found his stash and thrown them away yet. Little pain in the butt was always doing useless things like that.
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 7:59 pm
At the sight of the gesture, Michael shot up in bed, looking in horrific terror at the alien figure. "Y..." His eyes wavered in raging anger. A single thread had been broken, consuming Michael in absolute rage and passion. He leaped up and sat firmly down on the figure's chest, forcing his arms down with his feet.
"You! Mamoru! How dare you! You son of a b***h, how dare you do this to Reiku! Leave him alone! He has me now, so you can just 'go.' Just GO! Never come back! Reiku is my charge now! My love! My all!" He began to cry in frustration.
"Give him back! Give him back to me NOW!" He was beating his fists on the boy's chest, trying to force him to let go. "I won't let this manipulation continue! Go away!"
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 8:46 pm
Brown eyes widened a bit in surprise as Michael began pointing and stammering, then proceeded to straddle him, pinning his arms beside him on the bed. He arched an eyebrow at that, lips still curved in a smirk.
"Oi, didn't know you were so kinky. Sure do blow hot and cold don't you.... Make up your mind already." But as the sound of his name reached his ears, his smirk spread on to a full fledged grin, dripping with malice and ill will.
"Caught on, ne... It can't be helped, I suppose. You were bound to figure it out eventually... too bad you caught on so quick though. Guess you know the pain in the a** better than I suspected." Mamoru shrugged uncaringly.
"Me? What did I do... I'm not the one who told the idiot to swallow a whole handful of pills. You got your idiot boyfriend to thank for that... and so do I, I suppose. It's not often I get free reign like this, ne... you know, not without him being huddled in some kind of corner or something. " His eyes narrowed in obvious disapproval of the way Michael was speaking to him. He winced a bit at the pummelling his chest began to receive as the taller boy began to demand Reiku's return.
"Watch it..." he warned darkly, all shades of amusement draining from his features. "I don't know who you think you are talking to, but I'm not scared of some candy a** like you. It's not like you an do anything to me anyway. I'll go when I'm good and damn ready, and you can scream, you can hit, you can bawl til your eyes fall out of your head. Now get off of me!"
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 4:41 pm
Michael screwd up his face in disgust, realizing that this was true. He didn't know what to do. How could he subdue this abomination into returning to Reiku's subconcious, or leaving forever?
He didn't know. He couldn't humiliate him, he couldn't hurt him, he couldn't stop him in any way. Why? Why couldn't he do this? He fealt so frustrated not being able to do anything. The figure he had found so beautiful was distorted by ths thing.
The pent up frustration and iritation wouldn't let him stop himself. He reared back his hand and swung full force forward, giving a powerful open-handed slap to Mamoru's left cheek. "You b*****d." came in a muttered whisper that would have barely been audible.
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 6:44 pm
The boy's head whipped violently to the side at the slap delivered him, and he remained that way for a few seconds. The ordinarily pale skin quickly suffused with color at the action, and had his hand not been pinned to his side, he definitely would have rubbed his cheek. Instead, he slowly turned his head back so that he were looking deeply into those pretty purple eyes once more, and he ran his tonguelightly across his lips.
"Domo," he replied a bit icily. "I'm flattered. I didn't know you liked it rough, Michael. You really are chock full of surprises, ne?" He squirmed a bit under the other boy, but the size differnece was too great. He supposed he should be grateful the other kid wasn't of the musclebound variety, he might really be in trouble.
"So, what, are you just going to sit on me all night? I really wish you would get off your high horse. You pretend to be so pure and innocent. Like you are so much better than me, or I am so much lower than your precious little crybaby Reiku. If you despise me the way you pretend to, just get off me already and I'll go. Maybe I'll take a little stroll around the girl's wing, ne? Doesn't that sound like fun? Oh... right... you don't like girls, ne? Guess that counts you out." He arched a brow, waiting for Michael to do as he was told and to get off him.
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 8:58 pm
"I'm afraid you misunderstand. Give up Reiku's body to Reiku! It's his, you don't have any right! Why are you even here! What do you want!?!" He was so frustrated and so stubborn that he couldn't think in true logic.
"I'm not higher than you, though right now, I'm definately a better person than you are. Alls you do is hurt others, especialy Reiku! I love him! I don't care how feeble you think he is, he's still the one I love and that won't be changed. So give up his body! Give it back to him!"
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 11:29 pm
"Iie," Mamoru replied through clenched teeth, reaching the end of his patience witht he boy who held him down.
"I think it's you who misunderstand. It's not so simple as all that. I'm not some magical curse your kiss is gonna cure, ok? Whether you wanna admit it or not, I'm here cuz I'm needed to be here... and I don't plan on going anywhere. Besides... did it ever occur to you the whole reason your pretty little Rei-kun is even still alive right now is cuz I took over. What happens to normal people swallow a handful of pills, bright guy?"" He laughed then, that awful, nasty laugh that took joy in Michael's obvious misery. "it's a funny thing.... a lot of things don't affect us like normal people, ne? If Reiku gets too far gone, I get free reign. It's just the way things work."
Normal... how Mamoru despised that word. Who wanted to be normal anyway. Hell, while he was thinking of it, depending on just how long he stayed in control, he might just dump those stupid pills right into the toilet. But first, he had to get Michael off of him.
"You don't know anything about me, so don't flatter yourself by pretending you do. All I've ever done is look out for this sniveling crybaby, and, like it or not, we're a package deal.Now... I'm tired of asking nicely." And with that, the boy turned his head to the side and sank his teeth into the nearest bit of flesh, which happened to be Michael's leg. He bit down hard, though not quite hard enough to break skin. Maybe he'd finally get off of him before he was forced to resort to more drastic alternatives then a leg bite.
'Stop it.... don't hurt him'
Mamoru frowned at the soft, faraway voice he heard in his mind. No way the kid was rousing already, not with all he had taken.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 7:59 am
Shock was plastered onto Michael's features. The idea that in some way, in some twisted, odd way, Mamoru actualy cared for Reiku. Somehow. He felt like a p***k now. Why did he rush into something without the details.
"Look, Mamoru-san, I... I appreciate that you've kept Reiku alive through this, but can't you see that sometimes you hurt him? I mean, sometimes, he just... He just needs some time to stabilize, okay? Please, I'm beggin-GAAAAAH!" He had been about to move away when he felt sharp teeth digging into the felsh of his leg. He rolled off, trying to get away. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 1:39 pm
"Damn right you're sorry!"
Mamoru rolled off the bed with little difficulty, landing nearly soundlessly upon the floor in his sock clad feet. He fussed with the buttons of his shirt, fastening the buttons once more before removing his tie entirely, his motions jerky with frustration.
"Oh gee, thanks. Now I can rest easy now that I have your appreciation. Really, who do you think you are? What... are you supposed to be his knight in shining collar or something?"
He hated to admit it, but Michael's accusations of hurting Reiku stung him more than he could have foreseen. He'd done nothing but look after the pipsqueak, after all. How could anyone say he'd hurt him? If it wasn't for him, the kid would have been dead one way or another a long time ago.
"Maybe it's you who's hurting him... ever think of that, My-Ya-Cool?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 5:36 pm
"Alright, fine, back it up! Tell me how I've hurt him. Where's your evidence? You may be a shield Mamoru, but you're flawed. I'm not saying I'm perfect, but at least Reiku-kun can enjoy my company. You're overbearing personality is going to end up getting him hurt. Just look at the episode earlier today!"
Michael huffed in frustration. It seemed the flawed protection route was working, but he hopd that he didn't go overboard and push Mamoru too far. He watched the facial features of the counter-persona closely, trying to read his reactions.
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