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 Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2014 5:53 am
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It was Scareday, the day they had both put aside to allow time with one another. Zaire had managed to care enough to clean up a little bit, at least by his standards, for once he didn't have a two day old earthy scent but a fresh water one. For clothing he kept things simple, a pair of black swimming trunks and a tight light purple vneck shirt that clung to his slightly tonned upper body. As for his hair, damp blue locks were tamed in a long ponytail that was tied at the top of his head and then braided down to the bottom where it was tied off again. The braid had been a friends idea when he told her about the date and looking over it just before he left, Zaire decided he didn't so much mind it.
Leisurely the monster started out for Jory's dorm, a package of drinks for them under his left arm, remembering where it was from their first meeting.
With a lift of hand a lazy three knocks were given to the door upon his arrival, Jory should have been expecting him though. Leaning back on the heels of his feet Zaire waited, yawning into his palm softly for being awake so early, though they had both agreed a early start would be best. Then they would have the entire day, which meant Zaire would have Jory to himself for the entire day so he was more than happy to go alone with this idea, plus it helped that Jory was bringing food.
Beejoux /whistles innocently not late
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2014 9:16 am
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Jory was indeed waiting for him. Honestly, he'd allowed for a grace period, having already gotten to know certain habits of the boil he'd been so eager to start dating. Zaire however surprised the boil by arriving exactly on time, and what was more, he'd gussied himself up for smaller boil, as Jory discovered when he opened the door. "Morning." It was very nearly gushed, over the moon that he had a boilfriend, that it was real, that he hadn't just had an overly pleasant dream.
Jory had also dressed with his significant other in mind. A pair of dark blue and black swim trunks hung low on skinny hips, and he'd pulled on a white, short sleeved and button down shirt. His hair was pulled back, half of it gathered into a tail at the back of his skull, but the rest was left loose around his shoulders. He didn't bother with shoes, but he never did anyways.
"You wore your hair up." It had the fish boil beaming, so incredibly pleased that Zaire had thought of him, had put forth the effort. The poor boil had such a low self value, the littlest things brought him a world of joy. baby blues lingered on the braid for a moment, but he gave the rest of that tall frame an appreciative look over. "Ah, you look very," he paled, blushing even as he smiled. "Very handsome." Rising up on his toes, he gave his boilfriend a kiss, properly greeting him.
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2014 7:41 pm
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"Mornin'..." The word was given in a soft rumble, the excitement pouring out of the smaller boil was nearly contagious. Luckily, Zaire was able to keep most emotions in check unless it was temper or they would both likely be in all day. Boilfriends. He still couldn't really wrap his head around it, but was more than happy to just roll on the tracks of romance for as long as the ride known as life would allow.
Jory looked good, but to Zaire he always did, at least the times he had seen him. For a moment the monsters attention drifted, taking in the sight of how low those swimming trunks hugged at the slender hips. Had it not been for the fact that the drinks were under his arm, he would have been the first to give the greeting and just a little grope to go along with it.
"You wore your hair up."
The statement drew a chuckle from the taller boil and a nod, it was kind of amazing that Jory seemed to brighten tenfold at just the simple gesture. Nothing, or rather no one he had ever dated had been that easy to impress and delight. It was relieving, and really made Zaire want to try more unlike with previous lovers. As the other leaned up on his toes for a kiss one was given back, with a small swipe of tongue. It was starting to become addicting to see that blanch of color blush.
Could dating really be this easy, this ....nice? Zaire was skeptical but knew better than to question a good thing to much. But so far, it just felt different than it had with the others , Jory didn't pout at him, didn't expect the over the over top and seemed to be genuinely interested in him and not what he could make him, at least for now.
"And...you look delicious.." Growling he leaned down to n** at the other boils nose playfully, "...as always..." Leaning back up he rose his brows in a ready manner before giving a little side to side motion to signal he was ready to get to the water. "I brought the drinks...do you...need me to help with anything ...or we ready to go..?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 10, 2014 9:25 am
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Zaire's choice in compliments had him paling just a touch more, but he'd rub at his nose after it'd been nipped, grinning, pleased. He wasn't used to compliments, not of this nature or this frequency, it had the shorter of the two on cloud nine. Momentarily dazed in his contentment, until the mahamba asked if they were ready to go. "Oh! Um, yes. I packed lunch, let me just..."
He stepped away from the door, leavin it open, and hurried over to where he'd left a basket(borrowed from Reese.), an added a few last minute items. There was already four sandwiches, a box of spookies, a bag of chips, and a few pieces of fruit inside, but he added another box of spookies, a thing of crackers, and small bag of candy. He honestly wasn't sure how much they would need, and he was probably over packing, but oh well.
Slinging the basket over one arm, he'd grab a folded blanket from of his bed, slung a towel over his shoulders, and headed back to the door. "I wasn't sure what we would need, so I just, um. I didn want to get there and find out we needed anything." Bare toes curled against the ground, and his ears drooped a bit, but he had a sheepish smile on his lips.
"Shall we go, then?" He almost instantly regretted his now full arms, wishing he had one free so he could hold Zaire's hand while they walked.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 4:01 pm
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Since the door was left open he stepped inside, casually as possible glancing around the other boils room. It looked, well, as to be expected he supposed but still prompted curiosity for a further inspection at a later time. But now it was time for their date, watching Jory load himself up the monster chuckled lowly. Just enjoying the sight of the other as he bustled about, and suspecting it was nerves that had him behaving in this manner.
He would offer to help, had in fact, which meant gears turned to suspect that Jory must be the type of boil that didn't like help.
So another offer wasn't given but instead the door was held open and a motion of head given, a silent lets go. "Looks good....to me." Cute, the others over packing was cute and really considering his own appetite, which Jory would learn soon enough it hadn't really been over-packing. He would eat it all, and then some.
"Glad its a nice day....."
Walking out after Jory he was sure to shut the door, only then did he fall into step beside the other. A slow swing of tail and the appendage bumped against Jory's then swung back down to sweep the ground. After a moment the motion was repeated, only this time attempting a curl around, he missed the contact since someone had been so intent to hold hands at every given chance.
While Zaire wasn't one for small talk, a nagging curiosity got the better of him and he asked, "....is...this your first actual...date?" Sure they had went other places, but did booth browsing really count? Zaire didn't think so but maybe Jory was that easy to please, it would be good to find out now.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 4:46 pm
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Truthfully Jory didn't mind help at all, but he's severely underestimated how much he'd gathered up for their day at the lake, and was now just too embarrassed to retract his decline of assistance. Which kind of sucked, cause he really wanted to slid his hand into Zaire's. Just that small touch had been enough to send wings fluttering through his stomach every other time they'd been together, and he really liked that. He liked how his pulse sped, and how easy it was for the mahamba to lure a smile from him. He'd been in ridiculously good spirits since their trip to the pool.
It really was a nice day, a pleased smile flickered into place on blue lips as the pumpkin sung shown down on the pair as they made their way away from the dorms and towards the lake. The surface was all flat and shiny, and as far as the afanc could see there weren't many students out and about. He assumed they were taking advantage of the carnival still going on, which suited him just fine.
The bump against his tail pulled him out of his own thoughts, and he blinked up at the boil beside him before side stepping, bumping his hip against Zaire's side as their tails looped together. The serenity of the moment broken only by the unexpected question from the mahamba.
As expected, Jory blanched, and the easy smile he'd been wearing wilted away. "Um." Instead of wings in his stomach there was a small knot of anxiety, and he could feel his shoulders hunching upward as the desire to curl in upon himself grew.
He didn't want to answer that, afraid the other boil wouldn't want to be with someone that new to the whole relationship game. "Well, we did the carnival thing," he offered up after a moment. "Wasn't that a date?" If not, than the answer was no, he'd never been on a date before, at least not in the traditional sense of the word.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 6:06 pm
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That smile was worth whatever he did to deserve it, just the sight of it brought one of his own up. A half grin graced his features as they walked, slowly his head tilted back slightly so the pumpkin sun could warm his skin. Every once in awhile the dry sun of the outside was nicer than the warm moist climate of his dorm. On a slide shut of eyes he used Jory as a guide and thought about sunning, which quickly turned to if Jory sunned, then to a nice warm sunning Jory with just the sun on his skin.
"Mmm.." Zaire made a delighted sound, one he often used when eating before eyes flickered open.
Blue gaze glanced over the smooth surface of water and lips parted wider for a deep pleased murr. There weren't many students out and about, the water looked lovely and Jory. Thank jack for the carnival, when Jory responded to the bump he growled playfully and curled tight as their tails looped. It was like a hand hold, at least for him and the closeness made his pulse pick up.
With just the freedom to attack at will thanks to less students about, and the tail touch the day was already perfect, all that was left to do was eat. Said meal only getting sweeter with the way that his boilfriend shrunk in on himself and answered. That blush, it was, it was something that would stick with Zaire forever.
So this WAS a first date, Zaire couldn't help but beam with pride and amusement. He had never been someones first anything, it felt much more meaningful now. Though it also gave a knot of worry to the bottomless pit that was his stomach, a first date meant Jory was inexperienced and as much as Zaire hated to think he had pressured Jory in previous encounters the thought started to creep back up.
Instead of tease like he wanted Zaire sat their drinks down near a good spot then moved back to steal the blanket from Jory and a kiss, "it counts..." Because there was no way he was ruining the mood further. "I'll put the blanket down...you wanna swim first or?" Leaving the question open he started to place their blanket, a lazily smile presented to the other.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 6:28 pm
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Baby blues kept steal nervous little glances up at the boil beside him, trying to gauge his reaction and failing when an easy smile slid along tanned lips. That was a good sign, wasn't it? That smile meant Zaire still wanted to be his boilfriend, that he wasn't put off by the aft that Jory didn't really know ahat he was doing and was pretty much playing it by ear. Right?
He was still puzzling over the implications, anxiety tying his insides into unfriendly knots as Zaire took the blanket from his hands and stole a kiss. It was enough to startle him out of his inner doubts, and her blinked, a hand coming up to touch the edge of his lip before a cautiously hopeful smile crept back into place.
The basket was set down beside the drinks, and he watched as Zaire spread the blanket over the flat little bit of ground they'd found. It was a nice spot, trees on either side gave a measure of shade, if they wanted it, but the sun was bright, warming the grass all the way up to the edge of the water. Secluded, but easy to get to. Jory had been taking advantage of this nicely private little spot for months now.
The question had him looking up towards the water. It was inviting, though it always was. "That, or we could have a snack if you're hungry?" Honestly, it didn't matter to Jory what they did, or in what order. He was just really happy to be there with the other boil. "Er, we have all day, I mean. So I'm sure there's plenty of time for everything?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2014 12:22 pm
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Every smile, every touch, helped to chase away the lingering unease that had come with the admission that this was his first first real date. As the other boil sat, hands up to invite him into his lap, Jory smiled in relief and sank down to crawl over the blanket until he reached the mahamba. Zaire might have been teasing, but it was a romantic idea, so instead of his usual half pout he leaned in to give the taller a kiss. "What are you going to feed me?"
Oh, if he only realized how very full of innuendo that question was.
He slipped his tail through the handle of the basket he'd brought for the, dragging it closer so Zaire could poke around inside. "I brought a bunch of food, sandwiches and snacks." He was grinning now, and sank down to cuddle into the mahamba's lap. Legs were stretched out, draped over one of Zaire's much longer one, and his tail gave a lazy loop around one tanned ankle.
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2014 1:42 pm
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The question brought a slow shut of eyes and a low purring noise from the mahamba. Zaire was starting to realize, only now mind you, that Jory didn't know what he was capable of. Or how much he killed him with words, which was amazing all on its own considering how long it had been for him since little things had mattered. As Jory made himself comfy, Zaire was a good pillow and remained modifiable, shifting as the other stretched out so they were both comfy. "Aside from kisses..." The mahamba grinned, stealing one soft peck before pulling back to look into the basket, "...let me see.."
It might have been ghouly, but if it would please Jory he would play along besides no one said he couldn't feed himself too, maybe that would keep his hunger for flesh at bay.
The cuddle to lap had knots stirring and Zaire straining to behave, it was Jory's fault though all of it really, he had been spoiling the mahamba since the moment they met with physical contact. Feeling the tail at his ankle, his own came up gently to rest in Jory's lap holding a drink it had maneuvered from the package out to the other boil. "..Chips.." The word was hummed lazily as blue eyes locked on a package, pulling them up teeth made easy work in opening then two tanned fingers slipped a single chip down to dangle in front of his boilfriends lips, "...ahh..."
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2014 6:27 pm
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Another chip, and Jory lifted his head to take it, letting out a soft hum of appreciation as he chewed. "Mmm." If this was their afternoon, the afanc would have been on cloud nine. He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so utterly at ease. Now that he knew exactly where he and Zaire stood it eliminated all the stress he'd been carrying worrying over what their time at the pool had meant.
Now his mind wasn't running a mile a minute. He didn't have doubts and worries plaguing his mind. He could lay there with his boilfriend and just enjoy his company. As the taller boil leaned down to touch noses he laughed, smiling shyly up into those glowing blue eyes. The teasing words made him squirm, ready to get up so he could feed a few chips to the other boil, but as one was offered down again he settled, taking it. "I could feed you?" Even if Zaire didn't mean it, Jory wouldn't mind the role reversal.
The question about his home had him glancing back over the lake, and a nostalgic smile softened pale features. "Mm, kind of. The Loc was a lot bigger than this, you could barely see the other side. And the town was smaller, not like Halloween town." His head tipped to one side. "It's really secluded. It was really different, coming here." Culture shock was a thing.
He tipped his head back, looking up at the mahamba. "All big and scary, but it's got it's good bits too."
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2014 8:30 pm
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Feeling the squirm he tightened around the other playfully before uncoiling. Role-reversal was perfectly fine in Zaire's book, and if Jory took his tease to heart well who was he to crush his dreams. Plus, it would be much more fun to lick salt off those slender blue fingers. "We can switch places...in a minute." He chuckled, letting the other know he was enjoying himself but would relinquish control.
Just in case.
It was easier now that they were alone with no noise to hear it, Jory's accent. While at first he was to wrapped up in the other boil REALLY notice it, not that he didn't know it wasn't there. Just now it came in ten times clearer since it had nothing to fight against for his attention. Closing his eyes he enjoyed the way his boilfriend rolled and pronounced certain words as he spoke of home.
As the other tipped back up against his chest his eyes slowly opened and lips parted, "I..like the way you talk.." A smooth toothy grin followed before a hand lifted to cup the side of Jory's cheek and pet it, gaze locked on the others. Relaxing back on his free hands elbow the monster boil snorted softly, hand gently falling away from Jory's cheek to slide down his side, "...good bits hm?..Do I count as one of them?"
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