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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on Apr 30, 2011 23:11:11 GMT -5
Pen jumped at the loud bang that came from downstairs, he pulled the hood up over his head and walked down the stairs. There, he saw the man he had seen at the mall lying in the ruins of the door. Rushing over, he dragged the man inside, which was very difficult for his small, weak frame, and put a cold rag to his forehead.
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Post by chocobeast on May 1, 2011 4:38:10 GMT -5
Chaboyta moaned as he fell in and out of conciousness. Everything about him hurt...His Head...His Back...His whole body...
But a gentle touch and a cool rag on his head soothed him enough that he fell back to sleep.
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on May 1, 2011 11:30:51 GMT -5
Pen let a little smile cross his face as the giver's breathing slowed, showing he was just asleep now.
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Post by chocobeast on May 1, 2011 17:06:01 GMT -5
Chaboyta fell into a sweet dream...
He and his Pendragon were freely bounding through a meadow of tall grass together without a care in the world. Their cat bodies barely clearing the tall grass before one or the other disappeared into the thickness below. He was laughing harder than he ever had before. And felt better than when he was a kit.
Out of sheer playfulness, he calculated just when to pounce and glomped Pendragon. Thus pinning him to the grass below him.
Their eyes locked in this dream making a wave of lust and pleasure wave through him all the way down to his core. He purred as he leaned down...to do what, he wasn't sure himself.
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on May 1, 2011 17:13:45 GMT -5
Pen felt the pleasure and happiness that the giver was feeling through their link, and tried to suppress a moan. He failed miserably. A shiver ran down his spine, and he knew he had to wake the male. Reaching over, he shook him gently, trying to get him to wake.
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Post by chocobeast on May 1, 2011 17:23:45 GMT -5
In the dream, Chaboyta felt the world shake a little. Their intense lovelocked eyes never wavered though. He shifted a little thinking that his much much larger frame may have been strangling or hurting what was his.
But the shaking didn't stop. It was a light shake that made him lean up questioningly. And as he did. The wonderful dreamworld began to fade. The grass becoming duller and duller in color and the handsome bearer below him faded as well.
In a last ditch effort to keep what was his, he suddenly scooped up Pendragon and hugged him as tight as he could. But he couldn't hold on.
The dream faded and he whimpered as the headache returned. Slowly, extremely slow he cracked open one blurry eye.
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on May 1, 2011 17:28:20 GMT -5
Pen sighed in relief when the male's eyes opened. "You had me worried there for a second." He smiled softly, and pulled down his hood. "I'm Pendragon Umbra, but please, call me Pen." The boy's voice was soft and quiet, and if you didn't know better, you would never guess that he was a serial killer.
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Post by chocobeast on May 1, 2011 17:34:41 GMT -5
Chaboyta's head still pounding and his vision was blurry. But the voice purring at him sounded like a thousand angels singing from on high. He couldn't see Pen. But Blanserta! He could hear him!
He wondered idly if this was part of his dream or reality. The extreme headache made him consider this a reality.
In a cracking whisper, he asked, "Are you real?"
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on May 1, 2011 17:36:41 GMT -5
Pen laughed lighty, and pinched the giver's arm. "Does that answer your question? And, can I get your name?"
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Post by chocobeast on May 1, 2011 17:42:40 GMT -5
Chaboyta felt the joy of Pen's chuckle and tried to chuckle with him. But it only intensified the headache. He frowned.
But then suddenly he worried. He didn't want to scare his Pen. Being ultra careful to stay still, he whispered in a soft chuckle, "I am your dream man. But you can call me Chaboyta."
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on May 1, 2011 17:55:22 GMT -5
A dark blush covered Pen's face at Chaboyta's words, and he stuttered incoherently, renered speechless by the husky voice of the drop dead gorgeous giver.
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Post by chocobeast on May 1, 2011 17:59:11 GMT -5
Chaboyta felt Pen's embarressment and then love wash over him. He grinned softly. His vision was still blurry but clearing up a bit. He could see Pen's outline but not his eyes yet.
Softly, he asked, "Would you do me the honor of taking my hand?"
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on May 1, 2011 18:07:37 GMT -5
Pen, still blushing, took the male's large hand in his tiny one, and felt an electrical pulse run up his arm. That confirmed that he had found his mate.
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Post by chocobeast on May 1, 2011 18:16:28 GMT -5
Instantly, Chaboyta's headache vanished and his vision cleared. The electrical connection even quelled the aching pain in his body.
His hazel eyes instantly locked on Pen and he purred as he leaned up to kiss the incredibly hot bearer hovering above him and holding his hand.
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Post by Lizzy the Fluff Master on May 1, 2011 19:21:43 GMT -5
When Pen felt Chaboyta's soft lips touch his, an intense feeling of lust washed over the bearer. At the moment, he would have done anything the giver asked.
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