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 Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2008 12:16 pm
 Charlie had settled himself down on a bench underneith a large tree of sorts, a beach, supposedly. He wasn't sure, nor did he care much for it, he just enjoyed the shade it proved from the hot sun, which, like many other things, made him drowsy.
He yawned as he adjusted his Ipod, changing the tune to something more mellow that suited his mood, blanking out much that was going on around him.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 12:05 pm
 Grin. It spread across his face like the plague. His body responding nicely to every touch movement and feeling from the surrounding area. There was nothing he wasn't sure of and nothing he wanted more than to play a few games. He'd always enjoyed his games. Seeing the other on the bench had peaked his interest.
Merely a walk-by. A day in the sun. Nothing could hurt. He liked to play both sides of the fence, and by golly he was going to do it. With a small sigh, he sat himself down on the bench as well, putting his elbows up on it behind him and lounging back. Eyes tilted upwards toward the deep blue sky that shown between twinkling green leaves. Whether or not the other noticed him didn't much matter. He wasn't gonna lose sleep over it.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 2:15 pm
Charlie naturally, hadn't noticed the rather chocolaty male beside him. He yawned breifly, before, shifting a little, moving to lay down, though he soon found himself resting against Muletto.
It took a few more moments to even realize he was against someone, the warmth taking a little while to sink in, before he sat back up with a startled look, pulling his earphones out.
"Nya! I'm so sorry!" He exclaimed, staring at him with his bright golden eyes. He had to admit he was quite a looker, reminded him of hot cocoa. Of course, this triggered him to think of the warm cozy feeling that the beverage would often give him, and his startled look quickly grew lazy as he zoned out on that warm feeling.
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 7:14 pm
There was a low chuckle as the other lay down against him. Muletto knew quite well the other had to be far from aware of his surroundings to be that bold. Not even he was that bold and he was sort of the King of Bold Moves and One Night Stands. There weren't many things that eluded him of course. His keen sense of pleasure and charm picked up on most things and he pursed his lips a little, waiting for the recoil.
Sure enough, moments later, the other pulled back in shock. Those golden eyes were attractive. Just like most of the other. But of course, this one could be an easy pull for the day. He already had that zoned and comfy look. Many people took Muletto's looks differently. Most found him undeniably attractive. Shame they never found anything else.
"It's quite all right! No need to fear babe, those pretty golden eyes of yours make up for any trouble." And with that, he winked.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 5:07 am
"...Eh..?" he snapped out from his little dream. He didn't really hear the compliment at all, or anything he said, for that matter, just heard a noise and realized he had been talking to him.
He blinked a little, looking a little confused, before looking away and fiddling with his Ipod.
Charlie shifted in an out of his daydreams for a little while as he skipped through songs, before looking at him. "Wait.. wouldn't you melt or something? You honestly appear to be made of chocolate." He asked honestly, wondering if that was even possible. Though the way this male spoke, even if he hadn't heard the words. It was smooth, almost.. creamy like. It was if the way he even spoke was made of a rich, sweet dessert. There was just something about this that made him... unsure.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 10:07 am
Unfortunately, each moment the other concentrated on other things, he became less and less appealing to Muletto. However, there was no reason not to be polite and charming all the more. It was his specialty after all, and he did so love a challenge. Of course, he wasn't really quite sure if this one was even worth a moment of his time. Still, it was what it was and he could take it for nothing but that.
With that bright smile of his, he looked at the other with a tilted head, and then, very swiftly, he brushed his hand along the other's cheek, and used another arm to grab him around his waist, pulling him close. "Do I feel like chocolate?" he whispered into the other's ear.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 10:19 am
A shiver suddenly bolted up his spine, bristling up his fur as he was suddenly touched by the other, more so as he was pulled closer. He stared at the other with a look of mid panic breifly, before seeming to take on a strange change.
Charlie gave a small growl, blushing heavily and looking like a child who didn't get his way, avoiding the other's eyes with his only good eye. He tried to pull away.
"Don't talk to me like that.." He hissed awkwardly, annoyed by his own reaction. He didn't know what it was, exactly, but he didn't like the idea of this cat making him feel it.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 11:51 am
With a small laugh, he politely let the other go, "I'm sorry. But I find it terribly cute that you think I look like chocolate." He smiled pleasantly, not really angry or irritated. He was playing his games and his charm was still at an all time high. The other had blushed, which meant that he wasn't as angry as he seemed. In fact, he wasn't as in tune to a fake world as Muletto had originally thought. He was probably a little bit more in reality now, and so his trick had worked. He put his hands behind his head and leaned back on the bench, smiling kindly at the one-eyed silver beauty.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 12:03 pm
Charlie narrowed his eye at him slightly suspiciously, still a little uncertain, before looking away from him again, trying to recover. What on earth was that? How could he do that so easily? The last time something like that happened to him he was intoxicated and wasn't really feeling at all like himself. And he still held quite a large grudge on the guy who did it to him.
He took a deep breath and calmed himself down, refusing to get himself worked up over this. It was nothing, clearly. He just simply over-reacted to something like static, that's all. Right?
Still he was confused.
"Chocolate isn't that great." He said suddenly without any real thought to it at all. Though maybe it was a small attack at the charming male in retaliation for making him feel weird.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 2:23 pm
"I agree. I prefer fruit," he looked at the other, winking a little. There really wasn't much that got to him or annoyed him. The other was just a cute tease that he was enjoying. The fact that he was so flustered by a few words and a small touch simply proved that he was already under Muletto's spell. This was something he thoroughly enjoyed. How could he not? The other was adorable, and as he leaned there with his hands behind his head, he couldn't help but laugh a little. He wondered if the other had ever been this close to another male as beautiful as himself before. It wasn't likely.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 3:18 pm
Actually, truthfully he had been. Once. And he was equally as sure of himself. In fact, he had been closer.
Funnily enough though, that same thought was going through Charlie's head, and he looked at him. "What is it with you guys..?" He asked. "You always look like something tasty. Chocolate, Cream, same difference." He grumbled slightly, remembering the "cream" male in particular.
He leaned closer to him, as if interrogating him. "Both smooth, both tasteful, both.." He slid off his sentence, falling over sideways onto his shoulder having fallen asleep.
He had been made drowsy by the thought of hot chocolate again.
He muttered a little bit, before waking up again, remembering where he was, and sitting back bolt upright again, then getting up altogether.
"I should go. I keep falling asleep on you..."
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