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 Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 5:54 pm
Aspirin, aspirin-- there! He'd managed to sneak to procure the aspirin, mentally berating himself, even though he knew it wasn't causing anyone any real harm to take the medicine, getting the tablets onto a small tray with a glass of water... he'd return it, and no one would miss just a few capsules, right?
...at least, that was the hope.
Mekt moved back to the music room quickly and quietly, avoiding his siblings and Nakkie's siblings, blinking as he realized Nakkie was asleep. Ah well... he'd watch her. Make sure nothing else happened. And when she got up, she could take the medicine.
Taking a seat on one of the nearby couches, Mekt proceeded to wait, watching the sleeping girl. Something about the way the light hit her pale skin made butterflies well up inside of the youth, though he didn't understand how or why. It didn't make sense. It wasn't logical.
Right?
Smiling, Nasir moved to catch Kamil, pull him closer, their bodies meeting, meshing for a moment before he released him, letting their bodies see how well they fit. Gorgeous, this pretty child who moved, danced... Turning to catch Kamil's lips in a kiss before pulling back enough to lick the bottom lip of the boy's there.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 8:15 pm
She didn't sleep long. In fact, she couldn't tell how long she'd been out, or even that she'd been up. Her head tilted, and she smiled at Mekt, blinking large eyes. "I didn't hear you come back." she was genuinely surprised. Maybe she had been asleep? Ugh. Her head felt thick, and cottony.
Shifting, she pulled her legs up to her body, and pushed up, feigning nonchalance as she gained focus. Her head still hurt- that was to be expected. But at least her vision wasn't swimming, and it cleared up well. A little fuzzy around the edges. Fuzzier than she liked. But drugs and a nap would help.
Kamil's sapphire eyes widened in surprise as Nasir caught his lips. Oh, goodness, what an interesting sensation. Unbidden, his hands slid up the muscled arms, to slip around the darker male's neck, pulling himself closer into that strong body. His head fell back, blatant offering, opening his mouth in a soft moan. "N-Nasir."
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 2:26 am
He'd been enjoying watching her sleep, but this was different, listening to her wake, it meant more. Something about it made him feel... calm. At ease. "I didn't want to wake you," he murmured, pushing the glass of cool water-- as the ice had mostly melted-- and the two aspirin towards her. "Besides, I thought the nap might be good for you."
Smiling as he pulled Kamil close again, Nasir roughly took the boy's lips this time, claiming. He wanted more and he took it viciously, stealing the breath from Kamil without letting him go. Something about the boy provoked Nasir to this point of predatory lust-- was it his innocence? His body, the way it moved? Or was it something else, something completely Kamil...? Who cared, really? What mattered was the now, hard bodies against each other.
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 3:50 am
She took the white pills first, tossing them into her mouth, then the cool water. It was slippery on the outside, so she was careful handling it. She drank the cool liquid greedily, washing down the pilld, before letting the glass and the hand clutching it fall into her lap with a small groan. "Thank you." she murmured, and set the glass on the table. Then a rueful laugh. "This certainly was not what I had planned for our day."
She said it like it had been an active decision when she woke up- today I'm going to get in an accident, and make Mekt play nursemaid. Teehee.
... Yeah. She relaxed back against the couch again. "So, what would you like to do?" her voice was husky with tiredness, but her mind was clear. "I'll be good company, I promise." her smile was open, laughing.
He struggled against Nasir's body, but it wasn't genuine at all. He liked this sensation, of the other body against his own, posessive. It struck a chord deep inside him, made him ache. He longed to please, but it came with a stipulation... but he'd bother to recall it later, when Nasir's kiss wasn't stealing his very breath. Something told him this was right, and something told him this was not the way it was supposed to work. Wasn't there supposed to be love, and courtship? Not just raw... need?
The others would laugh at him. Lust was just as powerful as love, if not more so. Nakshidil would be the only one who would understand. And he wasn't about to discuss this with her. He knew his mind was wandering away from the bone-searing kiss he was recieving. He was scared, so it was natural, wasn't it?
He felt his body sinking into Nasir's, eagerly giving what the younger man's body was firmly demanding. His hands slipped over the broad shoulders, clutching to the upper arms, as he pulled away from the claiming lips to laugh softly and n** at them, pink tongue teasing the corner of the other's mouth before his own lips traced the darker male's jaw.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 12:35 am
"Well..." She seemed so calm about this whole thing. It made it easier on Mekt, easier to not believe that he'd done something terribly wrong. He wanted to do something to make amends, make it easier on them both, make it clear how sorry he was that she'd gotten hurt during their little game-- aha! "Perhaps it's best if we do something a little less dangerous this time, hm?" he suggested with a slight smile. "There's something I'd like to show you.
Pulling out a few chemicals and a glass orb from his jacket, Mekt carefully mixed them-- even though these were non-explosive, non-flammable, non-corrosive chemicals, one could never be too careful, especially after a scare like today's. He wanted to mix them, make something beautiful for Nakkie while he tried to figure out what else they could do to pass the time. Not that time needed to be passed, but... when you were with someone, you generally did things.
A touch of color into the orb, here and there, add them, mix together, keep your eyes on the task at hand, don't stray to look at her-- not until you're done, you don't want an accident, do you?
Finally finishing, Mekt held up the orb-- now glowing slightly with a rainbow of colors and held it out to Nakkie. "For you."
The fact that Kamil struggled even as he submitted made Nasir smile, pull the boy closer, kissing him again before pulling back ever so slightly. The boy was delicious-- addictive, really. So strange to find this addiction so close to home when Nasir knew he'd been looking for it for so long. Something in Kamil's eyes reminded Nasir of everything he'd been searching for-- everything he coveted, wanted to claim as his own. Perfection, innocence-- and beauty. Above all else, beauty.
Ah, but this was getting dangerous, wasn't it? To take it far so fast. Laughing softly, Nasir kissed Kamil's teasing lips before smiling slightly. "Do you understand now?" he asked, his voice rough and husky from the barrage of kisses.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 6:58 pm
She watched him, emerald eyes curious as to what he was doing. She couldn't stop the soft giggle when he pulled out the chemicals- what a scientist, to have chemicals and chemist's tools in his coat!- but he didn't respond, staring fixedly at his task. slowly, something started to form in the orb, that grabbed Nakkie's attention away from her contemplation of the shining silver-white head. "Oh, wow." she whispered, trying not to distract him. Soon he held up to her a glowing ball of light, that made her eyes brighten. "It's beautiful." she reached out with childlike eagerness, grasping the orb and holding it up. "Thank you Mekt!"
Kamil flushed at Nasir's question. "I may have an inkling." he murmured. Sapphire eyes glanced up at the younger man's. He pulled away, trying to calm an oddly beating heart. His face felt hot, and he felt heat pooling in his belly, like a living creature had coiled there. On one hand, his mind was racing, frantic, in an attempt to look at all of this from a neutral, outside standpoint. He hardly knew the boy, could hardly make a judgement based on what he did....
And on the other, he ached. This man, who was so firm, so strong, Kamil needed to please. Needed to touch. Pale hands clenched into fists at his side, and his dark head bowed, as to late he tried to hide his embarassment. He wasn't a woman, he shouldn't be so eager to be touched by this dark stranger, right? Shouldn't be so eager to please, and it wasn't his place to be aroused at the thought of....
Well. He might just need some advice on this situation after all.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 11:44 pm
She liked it. Inwardly, Mekt breathed a sigh of relief, so glad that he'd managed to give her something she liked, something which she could have for herself to remind her of him. ...that was selfish, wasn't it? To want her to think of him? To want to see that smile, wanting it to be for him?
...he shouldn't think about this sort of thing, not yet. Not ever, probably. She was such a glorious girl, and... ah well. She was happy with it. That's what mattered, that's what counted. She enjoyed the little gift he'd made for her-- for a moment, she'd smiled for him. "I'm glad you like it," the pale boy smiled, doing his best not to be consumed with thoughts of how he'd love to see her smile like that more often, so purely caught in the moment.
Perhaps the damnable part about Nasir was that he knew. He could see it in Kamil's stance how much the boy wanted more-- at least, that's what he thought he saw. It wasn't surprising, after all. He knew how to tease, how to bring boys-- and occasionally girls-- to their knees with want. He did it every night.
And yet, there was something different about Kamil at the same time. Part of Nasir wanted to taste him again, feel Kamil submitting beneath him, that sweet voice husky with pleasure, eyes clouded with desire... that wasn't safe. That wasn't right. He needed to focus on what was to come-- this boy couldn't matter more than any other that had come before or would come again. After all, that was life. "Good then. Now that you have an idea, you can make a better decision."
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2007 10:35 pm
She stared at it with utter fascination, watching the colors. She slipped to her feet with boneless ease, ignoring the faint swimming, and judging her own knock to the head with the same apathy she did her siblings. It would pass in a bit. She always had healed obscenely fast. "I want to put it in the kitchen." she decided firmly. "It's where I spend most my time, and that way the others can appreciate it too, if they want." she leaned in, giving the boy a kiss on the cheek, pleased with her gift.
She padded into the kitchen on silent feet, eyeing the area with a curious eye. Where to put it? Where to put it? She finally decided to set the ball up on a shelf above the stove, but called to Mekt- "Any rules on this thing getting overheated?"
Kamil seriously thought he was going to pout for a moment, seriously debated sinking that low. He felt like a child, which in a way, was what he was. He was a child, born and already molded into a shape he couldn't deny, and found it hard to change. And the man in front of him.... was it just sheer luck? Or was it some joke being played on him? The other male was obviously... practiced... in these things, while Kamil, well, practice was not something this family of his did. It was all or nothing, and no joke. Nothing was done half-hearted, or tentative, and Kamil wouldn't be the first to break a bold little tradition. He reached out, with a pale hand, and asked for what he wanted, with a low, sweet voice. "Kiss me again, Nasir?"
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