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"Having fun with your big new toy?" a poison tipped whisper shot into the ear of the delicate boy. A razor sharp stare cut into the antique beige of the whisper's victim, the perpetrator close enough his alcohol and sex ridden breath stuck to the raven's cheeks.
"So. You date the mentally ill now then?" the poison spewed softly this time as the dirty blond's voice wavered with a hint of bitterness, hot breath caressing the face of the smaller boy.
"Looking back at my past lovers, maybe it would be more accurate to say I've always had a thing for the mentally ill."
Warm beige eyes stung back as the words sunk into the tall blonde. The reaction came in slow motion. Deep green eyes began to fidget violently as their gaze grew wild and his body swelled.
Then quickly, in flashes...
Grabbing-
Pushing-
Pulling-
Hitting and a whimper of pain...
A loud crash as a body collides with metal...
And then a warm and gentle embrace.
Fawn colored eyes open to a familiar name patch on a familiar janitor's jumpsuit.
'BAQI'
The raven haired boy looked up to see the face of his weathered savior. He stumbled along, being led away from the dangerous blond.
Taking a glance behind him, the last thing he saw before the door swung closed was his attacker crumpled over on the floor. 'Is he dead?' The boy asked himself as big arms closed in a bit tighter around him. Those strong arms that now held him were so very capable of crushing his frail frame. It was astonishing that something so warm and full of love could be so dangerous...but somehow the boy never felt any safer than where he was in this moment.
Stumbling along, they made their way downstairs, the duo stepping out of the building to the cool air of night. Rue stopped himself, pulling back to indicate his need for a break from being dragged to safety.
"It's okay. I can walk now." the short boy assured the taller one with a hesitant smile. He was met with worried eyes.
Rue took a step closer and grabbed the janitor's large weathered hands. Looking into those deep pools of honey brown that stared back into him with concern and sadness made him melt inside. Was the disheveled janitor worried that they were parting ways?
"Should we go to your place or mine?" Rue tilted his head and smiled bigger, trying to dispel the tall janitor's worried expression.
The big man looked down, his eyebrows furrowing, eyes shifting back and forth as if looking deep for an answer.
Mmmwwwuurrrrrrrrggggg.....
The disheveled janitor's concentrated expression turned to alarm as he looked down at his stomach. The raven haired boy was thrown into a fit of laughter.
"Okay-okay, so I guess we'll go to my place then." Rue said, smiling once again at the tall janitor. Taking a big worn hand in his, the raven haired boy led the way.
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Warmth...
The tall man could feel warmth flowing from the point of contact. The creature holding his hand - it glowed and radiated with love. Baqi's insides fluttered, pushed, and pulled.
His chest ached as the radiant creature led him along. It took all his might not to grab the small beautiful thing in front of him and hold it close for rest of time.
All he could ever ask for would be that. To encapsulate the glowing creature in his embrace forever till they turned to sand.
Cool sand;
Sand shimmering in the moonlight;
Shimmering like silk and gems.
The sound of waves slowly creeping and the sound of one's own heartbeat slowly fading.
Moonlight streaming from fawn colored eyes running down the cheeks of a beautiful boy.
Slow.
Breaths...
"Are you alright?"
A familiar voice pulled him out of his dreams and a boy greeted him with a smile.
"We're home." Rue smiled as he slipped his shoes off. The big man followed suit and looked around the extravagant entrance to the large apartment. Everything glowed and shimmered; like the creature that frequented his dreams. "Come on. Sit down while I make us something to eat." the raven haired boy ordered the taller man as he pulled him toward the living room and pushed him gently down onto a fashionable white couch .
"I'm... not a fabulous cook, but I'll try to make something nice for you. Just sit here and it should be ready soon.... I imagine..." He turned and made his way to the kitchen.
Everything was so clean, clear, untouched, and pristine. The big man felt strange and unsure of himself as he looked down at the frayed sleeves of his worn jumpsuit. He began to feel dirty...
Dirty...
Unsuitable...
Unworthy...
His vision became blurred as a sinking feeling took over his insides.
The tall man stood up with purpose. Eyes wandering, he looked back at where he was sitting.
Dirt.
His insides sank deep.
Dirt.
He looked at his work clothes with an angry expression.
Rubbing his big worn hand through short messy hair, he gaped remorsefully at the huge mark he left on the soft and innocent white fabric.
The sound of ceramic hitting against itself caught his attention. Purposeful strides found him to the entrance of the kitchen.
Beige eyes greeted him with surprise.
"What's the matter?" a soft and smokey voice seeped into the man's ears, calming him.
Baqi briefly looked down at his workers jumpsuit once again and then stepped closer, fawn colored eyes softly watching him. Getting as close as he felt necessary, he began hastily looking for something on his uniform, and upon finding a small grass stain on his knee he took the fabric in his hands and spread it out for the raven haired boy to see, stretching the fabric as far as it could without tearing. The young cook was unsure as to what the man wanted of him.
"Ah-that's... unfortunate." he finally responded, only to be met with a look that clearly showed that wasn't exactly the answer the man was looking for.
Baqi looked down at himself again, then back at Rue, then in the direction of the couch, and just as Rue began to continue cooking, thinking that it was possibly safe to do so, a big hand grabbed his arm and the tall man dragged him into the living room to the pristine sofa.
"What is it? I've got to watch the food." the boy said in confusion, looking at Baqi and then down at the couch and then back at the man, who now wore an apologetic expression. He motioned to a single point among the white; upon examining the cushion more carefully, he saw a tiny smudge of dirt and two and two came together. "...This is what's wrong? It's fine. It's fine. I told Verdandi that a white couch was just asking for trouble. It's okay." The boy smiled.
The man in the dirty janitor suit still held a sad look over his face.
"I told you it's fine. It's alright Baqi. I'll get a new couch if it bothers you that much." he once again tried to comfort his big friend.
"I've got to go finish up your meal. Just sit back down and it'll be ready soon. Don't, um, worry about staining it, it's no big deal." He smiled as he left Baqi with the couch.
Dirt.
The man in the janitor suit stared at the stain.
Dirt...
The man looked at his dirty uniform. The only things that weren't dirty were his underclothes.
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Rue poured a big portion for his guest and a smaller one for himself.
'I wonder if he decided to sit on the couch or not.' he thought to himself, smiling and shaking his head as he thought of Baqi's sad face. Dispelling the big man's worry was getting less and less difficult as the days passed. It seemed Baqi was slowly learning how to communicate and understand better. He wondered if his friend would ever be able to speak some day... Just the thought of hearing the big guy's voice made his heart flutter. 'I wonder... Does he even have a voice?' He picked up his plates and started toward the living room.
Flesh.
The raven haired boy stopped dead in his tracks, nearly dropping what he had in his hands. Baqi had taken off his jumpsuit, leaving only his underwear and his socks.
"Wh-what are you doing!?" his smokey voice cracked as his face turned red.
He was met with apologetic eyes.
"Ah, I-I..." the raven's mind started to collect and he remembered the stain.
"...You.. took your clothes off so that you wouldn't get anything dirty. I see... H-how... considerate of you." he then said in an unsure tone as he smiled uncomfortably, earning a more eased and perhaps even contented expression from his partner.
Rue handed the scantily clad man his plate and rested his own upon the glass coffee table, taking a seat down on the floor in front of it. Despite this not being the first or even the third occasion of which the raven haired boy was graced with Baqi's beautiful body in full view, he still felt short of breath. The dark haired boy was bothered and embarrassed that he could barely concentrate on anything but the stirring feeling in his pants.
Trying to concentrate harder elsewhere the raven began to eat. A few noodles at a time, he slowly chewed and examined the tastes he experienced. Rolling the creamy sauce around with his tongue, he found it was a bit too salty, but the cheese and garlic seemed to do its part for helping the dish's taste.
...Bulge.
Soft beige eyes found themselves planted dead ahead between thick, hairy thighs.
Soft fluttering in his gut followed by the familiar feeling of flesh straining against thin fabric... Something had to be done.
"Ah-Mm.... Baqi?" the raven uncomfortably squeaked as he directed his gaze upward to the top of the man's head, the only visible part of his face behind the big calloused hand holding the large plate of pasta.
Honey colored puddles questioned the raven as the plate lowered just enough for the dark haired boy to see them.
"C-could you..maybe, sit down on the floor with me? I-it might be easier to eat if you set your plate on the table..." the boy requested and advised.
With barely a pause the big hand placed the plate onto the table and the big frame of a man began to lower himself from the couch onto the floor in front of him.
From there the tension eased and each began to eat once again.
Upon finishing his smaller portion he looked up at the big man slurping his food happily.
"You didn't even eat lunch I bet..." the raven haired boy observed as those deep honey eyes looked at him, slowing his slurp and lifting his bushy brows as if asking a question.
"What did you do with your silly chunk of bread that you usually eat for lunch, hm? Feed it to some ducks?" the raven questioned mockingly.
The slurping began to go back to its normal pace as the big man seemed to realize the questions were meant to be rhetorical.
The raven thought back on his day wondering what he might've done with his lunch. A big brown dog ran through in his mind. Rue had visited Hiori earlier to check on how his newest costume was coming along and noticed Hiori's dog Rikou wasn't sitting with him begging to be pet.
"Did you feed your bread to Rikou?" the smokey voice asked.
The big man sort of smiled, mid-slurp, squinting his eyes and showing off his dimples. The adorable thought he could now envision ran through the poor unsuspecting boy in front of him, slaying him.... Or at least, that's how the raven felt as his heart had the horrible sensation of being filled to the point of bursting. After a few moments, Rue once again reached a happy balance between total adoration and dying from an overload of it.
Watching his giant friend happily eat the food he made gave him a great sense of satisfaction. It was during these times that the boy allowed himself to forget everything; simply allowing himself to live happily in the moment. In these times, there was no dancing, no abusive ex boyfriends, no rivals, and no worries...
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"Well now that you're done, I'll go do the dishes. It's getting pretty late so I'll probably be heading to bed after I finish with these..." the raven haired boy was finally able to say after his big friend laid back against the couch with an extremely contented expression, two empty plates - one more clean than the other - resting on the table's glass top.
As the slender boy made his way back to the kitchen with the dishes, Baqi was left alone to relish in the feelings he was experiencing. His stomach was full and he was with his most beloved person in the world. He couldn't ask for more... even if he knew how to speak.
His deep eyes looked across the table at a book. The characters on the book were completely foreign, but the picture caught his interest - a picture of a familiar flower. Rue's favorite flower, white with some bits of blushing pink. His honey colored eyes slowly became hazy as he saw the glow of sheer white fabric blushed here and there by the light flesh beneath it. Dark hair brushed behind a delicately sculpted ear as fawn colored eyes looked into him.
The beauty sitting in his lap was too much to bear. Blinding beauty and the smell of peonies took over him as his breath turned heavy and his insides vibrated with desire.
"You scoundrel. How dare you lust for the prince's concubines while I'm in your lap. Can't you at least wait till you're back at home before having these thoughts?" a familiar smokey voice lectured in a language that the big man almost forgot he understood. He felt his heart sink for an unknown reason as fawn colored eyes turned away as if to hide something.
"Well, the prince should arrive at any moment now. I should leave you before anyone's thoughts become untoward." The boy said bitterly, hastily lifting himself off the bigger man's lap.
"Hey." A soft voice pulled the man out of his dreams into reality.
"You must be tired... I'll get you a pillow and a blanket. You can sleep here if you want." The slender boy in nothing but a t-shirt and small shorts said softly.
The tall man's eyes followed his small friend as he walked over to a closet and pulled bedding out from it. The boy retraced his steps, placing a pillow onto one end of the couch.
"Come on then." his smokey voice provoked. The tall man got up from the floor immediately and stood back with a confused expression at the odd feeling of stiffness down below.
The sight of drooling hardness begging for escape from the confines of white fabric elicited a heat-wave all over the young raven's body as he instantly flushed red, turning quickly away. He took a moment to gather himself, a frustrated sigh escaping him as his thoughts ran wild, wondering why now of all times he was suddenly...emotional. The raven hastily walked over to the big man and pushed him down onto the couch, trying not to look in the direction of the man's stiff desire.
"Sleep." he ordered as he pushed the man's scruffy face down to the pillow.
Baqi felt a sense of disappointment as the raven haired boy threw the blanket over him, turned off the light, and rushed away to another room.
Rue felt entirely awkward. He felt as though he wanted to have his big friend sleep in his bed with him - it's not like they've never slept in the same bed before - but the difference came in that every other instance Baqi happened to share a bed with him, it was due to the fact that Rue had always fallen into asleep before his giant companion, in one way or another; thus Baqi's instinct was to always to take Rue to bed with him. It also didn't help that for whatever insane reason, his big friend's "big friend" had decided to pop up and say hello.
The boy blushed again as a hot feeling flashed through his gut. Once again he was bothered by his straining flesh.
'Why do I wear such small underwear?' he then asked himself in frustration as he looked down at his problem perplexed.
"Aaaah... What do I do?" he questioned himself in distress as he looked around the room as if the answer to his question was somewhere to be found before him.
'Well.... I'll just have to take care of this.' Guilt and embarrassment rushed over him as his primal urges took control of his judgement.
'Oh-but the door....' the raven haired boy turned around only to find chest hair.
Heat.
Rue felt the itchy prickling as cold droplets of sweat poked their way out of his body.
"Wha---what are you doing here?" he implored the big man in anguish, his heart beating out of his chest as he once again drank in the sight of the beautiful man and his upright friend.
Puddles of honey stared into the raven, questioning for a moment, then suddenly wandering downwards. He paused shortly before instantly looking back up, his gaze now accompanied with an expression of genuine surprise and excitement.
Rue had no time to be mortified as the big man tackled him onto the bed, squeezing the small raven against him in his big arms.
"W-W-What are you d-doing to me!?" the slender boy half-shouted, wondering aloud as he blushed intensely.
The heat was too much. The raven could feel his heart beating rapidly as his big friend looked up at him from his slender chest, smiling with delight. It was too much. His friend's adorably pure smile, the feeling of his stiffness against his leg, the feeling of his own length against the man's fuzzy body, and the warmth that enveloped him within the man's embrace; it all lead to nothing as the raven's vision suddenly blurred and went blank.
His insides radiated with delight as Baqi hugged his small friend, moving himself up a bit more so he was face to face with his love. Such a beautiful face. Quiet and at peace, Baqi's extreme happiness calmed in response. It seemed his small friend was already put to sleep.
'Tatlı rüyalar' Baqi kissed the bridge of the raven's nose, laying himself to rest beside his glowing figure of beauty.
G4L_fe · Mon Apr 26, 2010 @ 02:44am · 0 Comments |
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