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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 14, 2009 18:20:39 GMT -5
To put it simply, Sonny was happy. He lightly tilted Darius' chin upwards and planted one of his own kisses letting it linger longer than the last and grinning brightly when he pulled away.
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Post by clementine on Sept 14, 2009 18:30:02 GMT -5
Whether Darius was trying to deny his own feelings or just naturally skittish was unclear as he gasped a little, scooting away again, red as a beet as he realized how much his body had melted in Sonny's embrace.
*I...um...* The teen looked away briefly as he tried to find something to say. When he found nothing, he began to restlessly pluck at the soft fabric of his top anxiously.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 14, 2009 18:53:03 GMT -5
"Those clothes become you very well," said Sonny hoping to ease the sudden skittishness.
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Post by clementine on Sept 14, 2009 19:01:32 GMT -5
*My father made me wear them.* Darius said before he could catch himself. *I mean...thank you.* He flashed Sonny a small smile, trying to ease the tightness that had worked its way through his body. He wondered why the hell he was so nervous.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 14, 2009 19:05:50 GMT -5
"Ah," said Sonny. "Tell me, Darius, what are things that please you?"
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Post by clementine on Sept 14, 2009 19:12:18 GMT -5
The question made Darius fidget even more. *Um...I don't....You tell me what you like and then I'll tell you what I like.* He said finally, afraid to actually give away personal answers to what he felt were personal questions.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 14, 2009 19:22:17 GMT -5
Sonny nodded. "Alright, that seems fair. I adore my family and enjoy my job, but what I like the most right now is you."
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Post by clementine on Sept 14, 2009 19:37:02 GMT -5
Why did Sonny have to say such things? Did he think it was funny? Darius didn't know and thus scooted back a little further.
*R-really? How...uh, interesting." Darius looked more than a little flustered as his tongue darted out to wet his chapped lips while he tried to brush off Sonny's comment. *I like flowers and caterpillars a-and singing I guess.*
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 14, 2009 19:52:29 GMT -5
"Than shall I sing to you," offered Sonny.
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Post by clementine on Sept 14, 2009 19:55:49 GMT -5
*I-if you like.* Darius replied trying to seem nonchalant about it when really he was secretly pleased that Sonny had offered.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 14, 2009 20:05:37 GMT -5
Quickly, Sonny went over songs he knew in his head and chose one his barer had taught that he'd sung to his human father. It was a nice slow love song that was full of promises and life. He sany it with all the feelings he still felt so confused about, letting his emotions show through his eyes and the up and downs of his tenor voice.
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Post by clementine on Sept 14, 2009 20:17:55 GMT -5
Darius listened intently to the song. His clear blue eyes slipping shut as he swayed gently to the rhythm that Sonny created. He couldn't sing himself and so valued it highly in others and always listened with the utmost attention.
The teen's breathing evened at as he grew less tense as he let Sonny's emotions flow over him in a gentle wave.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 14, 2009 20:21:48 GMT -5
As Sonny sang, he noticed Darius calming and gently, carefully moved his arms so that they took ahold of him and brought Darius into and imbrace with his back to his chest only wanting to hold him as he sang.
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Post by clementine on Sept 14, 2009 20:29:19 GMT -5
Darius went to Sonny willingly, settling against the male as he sang. The teen was almost completely relaxed, shifting slightly as he rested his head against Sonny's chest so that he could feel the vibration of the notes.
*Sonny.* Darius breathed deeply, his mental voice barely audible over the soothing notes of the Sensaphorian's song.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 14, 2009 20:32:32 GMT -5
Sonny felt his heart lighten when Darius said his name. Not so far after, he finished his song with a soft fading, yet ringing note and nuzzled his face into the sugar colored hair of the boy in his arms. "Darius," he whispered sweetly, gently, and promising.
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