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Post by clementine on Oct 26, 2009 18:21:56 GMT -5
Kandii made sure to hug closer against Damel. The male was his and he wasn't giving him up, even to the perceived threat of Jazzy. "I like that name, Jazzy." Kandii said, flirting a little while still glaring at Jasper.
"And yes, I'm staying." Kandii replied icily before Damel could say anything. There was no way he was leaving his lover with that...that male!
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 26, 2009 18:30:47 GMT -5
Jazzy blinked in slight confusion as the beautiful male that seemd to hate him flattered him. "Um, thanks?" the thanks came out as a question as he turned to go his truck.
Damel could feel the bit of prickliness between the two. He blinked, "Kandeh, I sort of 'ave ta walk." he said gently as he tried to follow Jazzy to his truck. He pried himself from the male once again, and he walked over to Jazzy's truck, dumping his bag and such in the bed and greatfully taking the hard hat. He pulled on his gloves from the bag, though he didn't bother pulling up his jumper.
"Where's our site?" he asked Jazz.
"We're working on the west wing." the man informed. "Bricklaying and the like."
"Oh, alrite. No problem, den." Damel smiled.
Jazzy grinned. "Dude, you totally sounded like a Malibu liqour commercial." he laughed.
"Shuddup, you blood clot." Damel said, rolling his eyes good naturedly.
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Post by clementine on Oct 26, 2009 18:43:49 GMT -5
Kandii blinked. What was Malibu? He had followed after Damel after being shaken off. He was essentially the male's shadow, a shiny redheaded one no less. He may not have known what the male's were talking about but at least he could be by his lover's side. That was all he wanted.
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 26, 2009 18:54:02 GMT -5
They walked over to the site--the framework of a rather large building. Jazzy was humming a soft tune and Damel was walking in silence, Kandii on his left.
"Oi...your acceptance letters should be coming soon, huh? You headin over to the school today?" Jazzy asked.
"Yea," he nodded. "But tis not a figua model today. Just a portrait session." he said sighing in relief.
"Aw," Jazzy grinned, "I was so hoping to see you naked again."
Damel rolled his eyes. "Pervert." He said as he grabbed up a sack of cement to carry to the mixer.
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Post by clementine on Oct 26, 2009 19:07:29 GMT -5
"You sit for nude drawings?" Kandii gasped, scandalized. The whore of whores was shocked that his lover let other people see his body. What was the matter with him? Kandii also wondered what his own problem was. Why did it matter?
The incubus made sure to glare daggers at Jazzy some more as he watched Damel fill the strange machine with sand stuff. Kandii didn't know what that was either, wanting to take out his A.I. to look it up but fearing to draw attention.
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 26, 2009 19:13:35 GMT -5
"Yea," Damel said, no shame in his game. "Dey let I take classes here and dere whenever I model. Me jus' stand dere, so it dant matta eita way." he shrugged. Jazzy filled up a couple of buckets of the mix before bringing it over to the site.
"Ya can sit ova dere, if yeh want." he said, motioning to a low, makeshift bench.
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Post by clementine on Oct 26, 2009 19:38:08 GMT -5
Kandii frowned. He wasn't trying to make Damel ashamded. He just wanted the male all to himself. With a sigh, he headed over to the bench, but not before giving Damel a quick kiss.
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 26, 2009 19:45:12 GMT -5
Jazzy felt is ire grow at the redhead's kiss. In all his years of knowing Damel, he had never seen him in a relationship with anyone. Yet the usually stoic male didn't seem to mind the redhead's advances.
Damel just gently fixed the hard hat on Kandii's head, before heading over to his work. Someone began playing a radio and the men all lulled into a comfortable rhythm with their work, occasionally singing along to a song or busting out random dance moves. Their work was peppered with little mini banters and jokes, and the overall atmosphere was quite friendly.
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Post by clementine on Oct 26, 2009 20:03:23 GMT -5
Kandii watched Damel work for a long while, a fond smile on his face. If he wasn't careful, he would get himself in too deep...but for now, he supposed it would be alright to stay with the male a little longer.
With nothing else to do, the Incubus grew tired. Being sneaky, he removed the little hard hat and lay down on the bench. Red hair pooled against the ground as Kandii got comfortable and fell asleep.
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 26, 2009 20:08:32 GMT -5
By lunchtime, the group had done nearly half the wall. Damel went to go search for Kandii so they could eat, and smiled as he saw the male had fallen asleep. He went to retrive the lunch and came back to sit near the male. "Wake up mon," he said, gently shaking the male's shoulder.
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Post by clementine on Oct 26, 2009 20:21:20 GMT -5
Kandii stirred, waking up to see Damel. "Damel." He sighed, sitting up so he could nuzzle and male and give him a kiss. "Did you work hard?"
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 26, 2009 20:32:04 GMT -5
"Sho," Damel replied. "'Ere, lunch." he said, holding out the bag. Somehow, he had gotten used to the man's kisses.
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Post by clementine on Oct 26, 2009 20:43:03 GMT -5
Kandii blinked. "Oh, no thank you. It's your lunch. You eat it." He smiled. "Besides. I don't like masticating very much." If only he knew how weird he sounded.
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Post by praiseofblood on Oct 26, 2009 20:45:16 GMT -5
Damel blinked. "Ya no like ta chew?" he blinked, he shook his head, before taking out an apple he'd packed, taking a bite. "Wa mek? Why not?" he said.
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Post by clementine on Oct 26, 2009 21:06:58 GMT -5
Kandii made a face and nodded. "It's messy and I'm not very good at it." Was all he said. He wondered how he was going to tell Damel that he was an Incubus that fed on sex not food.
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