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Post by istaya on Dec 22, 2011 18:28:17 GMT -5
Katrita pulled him into an aclove when guards went by. He was close to Cymeron, pinning him against the wall with a finger on his lips. The guards would tell his father if he saw him and his only concern was to hide from him. He did not even think how it would look if they were found the way the would.
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Post by chocobeast on Dec 23, 2011 5:07:39 GMT -5
Cymeron was well trained in hand to hand combat and had the reflexes of a master. He had heard the guards coming but thought nothing of it. King Mikimoto had directly instructed the young lad to show him around and entertain him.
So when Prince Katrita pinned him against the wall with a soft finger to his lips. He blinked in shock and curiousity. He leaned up against the finger and kissed it.
He couldn't help himself. The close proximity...The smell of adreniline...The boy's sexy body pressed up against his...
Katrita was lucky he was more self controlled now. He could only imagine what he would have done if he were younger again.
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Post by istaya on Dec 23, 2011 8:27:45 GMT -5
Katrita looked to his eyes when he felt that kiss, unsure as to what it meant. He just pulled away slowly when the guards went past flushing lightly. "What was that for?" he asked softly. "Did I...do something?"
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Post by chocobeast on Dec 23, 2011 13:07:44 GMT -5
Cymeron hated when Katrita pulled away. The boy's warm body felt perfect when pressed against his.
But then he remembered. Katrita was probably a fantasy. The boy was taking him as a chaperone not as a date. He bowed his head and whispered sadly, "Nothing."
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Post by istaya on Dec 23, 2011 19:45:19 GMT -5
Katrita shyly moved closer again then kissed him gently, just wanting to feel those lips on his. "It was nice..." he whispered still a bit shy, but wanting him.
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Post by chocobeast on Dec 24, 2011 5:37:32 GMT -5
Cymeron dared let those soft rose petal lips carress his. With his eyes tightly shut, he dared pressed his own carefully into Katrita's. His whole being went into that kiss. He was careful however to keep it just that, a chaste but intimate pressing of lips that he had no qualms with letting Katrita break.
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Post by istaya on Dec 24, 2011 7:29:43 GMT -5
Katrita slowly broke the kiss and stepped back, "Lets go," he whispered shy then moved towards the castle doors.
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Post by chocobeast on Dec 27, 2011 4:42:17 GMT -5
Cymeron's legs felt wobbly when Katrita pulled his weight away. He sighed out the breath he didn't know that he was holding. He then pushed off the wall, blinked back any wet tears from the kiss, and then followed silently as before, he even folded his hands behind his back so as to keep them under control.
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Post by istaya on Dec 27, 2011 10:10:34 GMT -5
When they got to the club Katrita pulled him close again, holding his hand now. He smiled up to the security and was let right in, despite the line. Soon he pulled Cymeron close on the dance floor arms wrapping around his neck as he pressed against him. "Kiss me again," he whispered, wanting to feel those lips again, for some reason he could not get enough.
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Post by chocobeast on Dec 27, 2011 19:23:50 GMT -5
Cymeron was on high alert as they got to the city. He kept close to the young prince now, walking side by side with him and keeping his head on a swivel. He was surprised by how quickly Katrita was let into the packed nightclub.
"You must come here often to be let in like that." He yelled over the extremely loud rock band jamming away only feet from the door.
Cymeron was about to make another comment when Katrita pressed his perfect body flush against his again. He couldn't help pressing back against him. He was just timing his steps perfectly with the beautiful bearer when Katrita looked up lustfully into his eyes.
He leaned in close and captured Katrita's lips with his own. He was perfectly gentle, only tasting and kissing Katrita's perfect lips.
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Post by istaya on Dec 27, 2011 19:43:02 GMT -5
Katrita nodded to his words, he did sneak out a lot, but his parents did not know that. He sighed in pleasure when those lips met his, wanting him. He slowly danced as they kissed, mostly rubbing himself against Cymeron in lust.
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Post by chocobeast on Dec 27, 2011 19:53:23 GMT -5
Cymeron wrapped both of his arms around Katrita's slim waist and pulled the sexy male even tighter against him. His hips ground just as hard if not harder against Katrita's. His swollen lips kept perfect time with his lips. And his eyes were now tightly shut so as to help keep him grounded and pouncing him right here right now.
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Post by istaya on Dec 27, 2011 20:00:02 GMT -5
Katrita closed his eyes as well, loving every moment of being with him. He did not know why he wanted the older male so much only that his body called for him. He kept kissing him, breathing through his nose so he would not have to let go.
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Post by chocobeast on Dec 28, 2011 7:19:58 GMT -5
Cymeron long forgot his duties as chaperone. He was now an escort. He carefully kept Katrita flush against him as he rocked wayyyyyyy to slow to the faster tempo.
If Cymeron hadn't been in a lovelocked liplock, he would have heard the bouncer say Katrita's name. If he hadn't had his eyes closed as he imagined Katrita nude and pressing that perfect body against his, he would have seen three huge guys in full body armor making a beeline for them. And if Cymeron hadn't been purring as he kissed and ground into Katrita's perfectly concave hips, he would have felt the crowd parting angrily as those same burly guys shoved their way through the jirrating meyley.
But Cymeron was truly distracted in no way that he had ever been. His numb body responded inly to the smaller bearer in his arms. Which is why when they tore Katrita out of his very arms, he fell forward on the ground.
The overmuscular guards threw a stunned Katrita over his shoulder and proceeded to shove their way through the unfazed and still dancing crowd.
Cymeron howled enraged. He leapt to his feet in almost a flying motion and tackled the first pompous kidnapper he could reach. He tore at. The male's thin body armor like it was silk. He ripped open the man's belly without a second thought.
But it was too late, the other two HUGE kidnappers were gone. And so was his Katrita and his life...
Cymeron curled up on the floor by the dying man and cried.
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Post by istaya on Dec 30, 2011 17:53:40 GMT -5
Katrita had no clue that they were being descended on, he was far too distracted. He leaned into Cymerons touch humming as they kissed and ignoring the crowd. He was pulled out of his fog when he was lifted up into the kidnappers arms. He gasped and tried to fight unable to get free as he was carried out of the club. As first he thought them his fathers guards sent to take him back home, but after cursing them and threatening their jobs he realized their armor was different. As soon as he realized he had been kidnapped he started fighting and screaming, but all too soon one of the guards knocked him out.
The bouncer had tried to alert Katrita, for he had tried to get the kidnappers out, to no avail. He had a red mark around his eye where a black eye was sure to form and a slash on his upper right arm from a sword. Now he ran to Cymeron urging him up, "You have to tell the king, someone has to rescue him."
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