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Post by Zadkiel on Sept 23, 2006 21:20:59 GMT -5
Tatsa gasped, a shiver wracking his body. He could hear the storm, hear the violence outside, but that hardly mattered anymore. He was focused totally on Amine in their dark little haven.
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A small smile came to his face and he wound his arm around thin shoulders, securing Sarojin to his side. He kissed messy hair and opened the book to a page. "Alright...lets see how much of an as...idiot I can make of myself now." Protecting Sarojin included whatever innocence was still in tact, right? That meant no swearing in the vicinity of his prince. It would be rough, but the shadow was positive he could do it...
((But I held it the entire time we were doing applications *whines* I just could last any longer XDD))
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Post by Tsing Lu on Sept 23, 2006 21:27:20 GMT -5
((lmao))
He slowly moved to hover above him, lips teasing the slender neck of the life-bearer. His fingers began to work on the shorts, and the shirt....carressing skin ever so slightly. Teasing him.
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((LMAO Aww...How cute of Natsuei!! XD XD))
He laughed brokenly, and coughed from it, waving Natsuei's worry away with a smile. He snuggled against him, and looked at each word as Natsuei began to read. Although the man still stumbled here and there, he had learned with remarkable speed. Even his mother would be impressed.
Perhaps it was another Shadow perk?
Natsuei's voice was naturally a deep, rumbling sound. And the softness he read with, pulled on Sarojin's eyelids, and he let them shut. He wasn't tired, not at all. However, he was relaxed now, perfectly comfortable, and although the noise from the storm was growing worse, his nerves were soothed by the voice above him.
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Post by Zadkiel on Sept 23, 2006 21:33:23 GMT -5
He bit his lip, tilting his face up. The covers brushed the tip of his nose and his lips. It fluttered with every breath he took. His skin flushed pink and the heat inside their little cacoon rose steadily with every soft touch bestowed upon him. His fingers came up to dance across the tan skin of hsi mates broad chest, slender hips lifting so the shorts and undergarments could be removed. The storm itself drifted off into the background of his mind, his ragged breath taking over.
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Natsuei absently began drumming his fingers gently on Sarojin's hip as he read, every now and then timing it to the syllables of the words. It was easier than he expected this time around and he found he enjoyed readign the stories to Sarojin. He felt the boy relax against him and flipped the page, licking his dry lips before continuing on.
((Mom's going to want to set up her business on here then-She promises it'll be quick and then she won't bother me anymore...Not yet though...))
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Post by Tsing Lu on Sept 23, 2006 21:36:56 GMT -5
((lol, alright))
"After all these years..." he breathed huskily. "You're still so beautiful Tats..." He began to kiss down his chest, stopping to nibble here and there. His hand gripped the slender arosal beneith him and began to stroke slowly. His own arousal was already almost too hard to ignore, pressing against the milky legs below him.
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He smiled softly. So this is how his mother felt when he and his father just sat alone for a while. Simply resting in each other's company... It was so relaxing...
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Post by Zadkiel on Sept 23, 2006 21:42:59 GMT -5
"Th...hank you Amine," he gasped out, hips rising off the bed with his mates slow strokes. The man was being so gentle, so slow and careful. It was driving him insane yet igniting his deep love for the man all over again. He whimpered and trailed his fingers down, gliding them over strongly muscled hips and thighs. His long fingers curled around his mate and he licked Amine's cheek, matching the mans pace.
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He finished the story in record time and, careful of the boy, stretched his back. The muscles popped from being held in one place and he sighed, relaxing against the couch and Sarojin. His grip tightened and he flipped to a new on. "You still awake down there or should I stop reading?"
((^___^ I'm trying to get her to wait until after the movie she's going to watch. Maybe she'll fall asleep >.>'''))
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Post by Tsing Lu on Sept 23, 2006 21:49:31 GMT -5
((XD))
He moaned, deep in his throat, turning his head to kiss him deeply. His tongue tracing a memorized path. is strokes slowly sped up, fist squeezing every now and then, his own hips thrusting into the smooth hand.
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He looked up and opened his eyes, smiling. He slowly took the book from him and set it aside, and went back to snuggling against him. He just wanted to be in his presence for a bit....
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Post by Zadkiel on Sept 23, 2006 21:55:31 GMT -5
Tatsa's eyelashes fluttered against his cheeks, short, gasping breaths escaping him as he kissed Amine back fiercely. It was a bit hard to move his hips and focus on pleasing his mate at the same time. He often almost stopped when Amine would give him a squeeze but remembered when strong hips bucked against his fist. He sighed, moving his legs out of the way on either side of his mate, tongue sliding more urgently against Amine's.
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"Fair enough." Natsuei curled his now free arm around Sarojin, holding the prince in the circle of his arms. He rested his chin atop the boys head, soaking up his warmth yet again. It was peaceful, even with the storm roaring behind them.
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Post by Tsing Lu on Sept 23, 2006 22:00:55 GMT -5
He broke the kiss, moving to bite at his neck, thrusts and stroked becoming harder and faster. He could already feel his climax aproaching, and even if he wanted to reach his peak inside his mate, he'd never make it now... Tatsa's hand had become skilled in their lives together, and coming this far was already a suprise.
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He sighed contentedly. At times like this, he really wanted to tell Natsuei that he loved him. But--and this is why his heart broke--he couldn't. It'd always be impossible. He just hoped the man knew...
((I hope you got my txt XD))
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Post by Zadkiel on Sept 23, 2006 22:08:06 GMT -5
The feeling tightened in his stomache and before he knew it he was spiraling in a tide of lust. It washed over him so fast that hsi hand clenched around his mate, his hips arching up against a strong fist. "Ah..." Tiny whimperes escaped him and he came back to Prasi with the gasping of his mate atop him. His hand was caught between them and he concentrated on bringing his mate to that same peak. /// The room was very quiet, broken only by their gentle breathing and every now and then the wind whistling against the glass. Had he been the cocky Cetyl he was then, he would've found that being in love with an almost mute boy was boring, but it wasn't. He could only feel the resonating warmth in his chest for the prince. He bent his mouth near an ear and blew gently. "Love you....I messed that up last time, and I have to make up for it. So, I love you...." ((Not yet XDD I'm inside so it'll probably take a little bit >.>;  ) |
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Post by Tsing Lu on Sept 23, 2006 22:19:22 GMT -5
((I sent it an hour ago, lmao))
Seeing his mate's eyes at that moment... He grunted, thrusting faster, the beast within him yearning to reach that same high his lover had just met. Finally, after a few moments with the blonde's gentle strokes, he reach it; Clenching his teeth and holding back a yell.
He fell ontop of him, and panted against his neck, every so often kissing it. "I love you...Zerca I love you Tats..."
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His stomache did an enjoyable flip and he smiled so hard his cheeks instantly hurt. He snuggled closer, hugging the man's stong arm to his chest excitedly. He liked this....being in love. He already loved it when Natsuei told him how much he cared for him...how his lips touched his ear, how he held back just to make sure he was comfortable. He was happy he deserved it...
And he...he wanted Natsuei to know it too....
He felt guilty then, and pulled away, sitting up on his own and gazing lonesomely at the intricute blue and gold carpet with his back to the Cetyl leader. He...he wanted...
He didn't care anymore...if he ruined his voice worse, it couldn't be any harder to live with than it was now.
He closed his eyes tightly, fisting his satiny pants, preparing for what pain he knew would come from his next move. He opened his mouth several times, and finally, he said it; "I Love You...too..."
((*cackles*))
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Post by Zadkiel on Sept 23, 2006 22:58:08 GMT -5
"I love you too," his breathing had slowed but his heart was pounding against his ribs, his tongue darting out to wet dry lips. "So much," he murred and wiggled his fingers, pulling his hand from between them, settling it on his mates muscled back. It was very hot beneath the cover, his body slicked with sweat. He pressed sweet little kisses to Amine's ear and the side of his temple, holding the man close.
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"I know, you show it in your eyes. Hey," his face jerked up and he crawled forward, reaching around Sarojin to tilt the boys face back to him. "You're not supposed to be talking, you'll hurt yourself..."
((Haha^___^'' I should get it soon...meybe >.>'''' I sent you one about the stupid computer. It wouldn't sign back on >_<))
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Post by Tsing Lu on Sept 23, 2006 23:03:11 GMT -5
He sighed low, and nuzzled his neck, brushing his lips against the heated skin. His tongue darted out to lap gently, as his hands simply rested against the blonde's hips.
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He sniffled and rubbed his tearful eyes. He knew he wasn't suppossed to...and the pain proved it. But....but it was worth it. Even if Natsuei scolded him, Sarojin could tell the man enjoyed hearing it. He sniffled again and shakily stood, going to the tea table and opening the small bottle of the new syrup, taking a small sip.
He was really pathetic...
((Waiiiiit for iiiiiiiiiiiiiit....hahha))
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Post by Zadkiel on Sept 23, 2006 23:07:33 GMT -5
A low purr started in Tatsa's chest and he tilted his neck to the side, murring his approval when Amine's tongue slipped over a sensitive spot.
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Natsuei watched him, the need to protect his little love welling up inside of him. There had to be somethign he could do!!! It was in that book, he knew it. The Cetyl shoved himself to hsi feet and marched over to grab the book off the nightstand. He flipped it to the table of contents and stubbornly began searching.
"There has to be something in here that tells me how I can help you. I'll find it Sarojin...i'll make you better.." he vowed, finger tracing lines of text.
((I wiiiiiiiiillll ^___^))
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Post by Tsing Lu on Sept 23, 2006 23:13:57 GMT -5
((Here it comes....))
"You'd best stop making those noises..." he breathed with a lap. "Or I'll get excited again..."
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He smiled softly and placed his hand over Natsuei's frantically searching one, and shook his head. It was sweet of him to want to do that...but...it'd be such an inconvinience, and...but he really wanted... He reached up to touch his throat.
There was a sudden loud crack, and the glass shattered, sand suddenly filling the room like liquid. He tried to reach out for Natsuei, but he was swept away from him, feeling himself hitting something; the couch maybe... Tumbling and rolling, unable to breathe.
Outside the door, Sand showered every room and hallway, a beautiful and deadly camaflouge for the men racing through it as they stormed the palace.
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Post by Zadkiel on Sept 23, 2006 23:19:07 GMT -5
"I can't help it," Tatsa whined, the purr continuous deep inside. "You know every place that drives me crazy..." Even Amine's breath ghosting over him made his skin jump and tingle.
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"Sarojin..." He felt worthless, hopeless because the boy didn't want him to look, didn't want him to help. What use was he if he couldn't even make his lover feel better when he needed it? He made to move the others hand, to continue his look against Sarojin's wishes by the sound of shattering glass reached his ears. He ducked, grabbed for Sarojin but he was too late. The prince was swept away from him with the rage of the winds. They tore at his hair and clothes and Natsuei was forced to shift into shadows.
He could move freely in this form, the wind had no affect. Quickly he darted about, searching for Sarojin, hoping to find him before the sand piled to high, before the wind stole his breath away.
((Uh-oh @__@))
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