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Post by ode on Feb 11, 2010 1:25:14 GMT -5
(Zayvin and Ode')
Ode’ slowed the car to a stop, parking his old beat up camry and killing the ignition. He couldn’t bare to get out just yet though, he could feel the chill of the mid autumn morning nipping at his ass from the missing liner of his door and he was just not up to stepping back outside in it just yet. Well, that and if he didn’t finish his coffee he wasn’t going to be good for anyone or any thing and more, he really didn’t want to be the dick head he knew he would be if he didn’t wake up some. Not to people who needed help or was helping others, anyway.
Taking a large gulp of his not-too-hot coffee, he raised his eyes and eyed the pair of buses pulled just beside the low-budget local food bank. He could see from the outside set up of the food bus that there was more to be offered there than in the entire shed-like building the bus was parked beside. It was really sad seeing and knowing that, that his community was so bad off that they couldn’t afford to feed the people that lived there. Ah well, at least there was a blood bus there too that was bound to bring some do-gooders around and maybe even some donations to Mrs. Oscars food bank project so they wouldn’t have to have out of town buses coming in bringing food. Food he had volunteered to distribute.
Finishing up his first cup, he set the empty cup back in the cup holder and grabbed the second cup. Figuring he had dallied enough in the car, he pushed the door open and headed over to the food bus. Seeing some older blonde woman, he greeted, “I’m Ode’. I signed up with Mrs. Oscar to help?”
The woman nodded and gave him a soft smile before leading him into the crate crowded bus, quickly explaining the box preps and what went where. Figuring the man had gotten the gist of it, she left him to it and went back out front to her laptop and paperwork.
Ode’ got to work, hoping like hell he had heard her right.
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Post by fearless on Feb 11, 2010 1:40:07 GMT -5
Zayvin was in the blood bus getting things ready for the day. He never took the blood, that was for the nurses, he just helped stock and get things ready. He pulled out the boxes and filled in all the spaces below the recliners then smiling when he was done, he really did like to help people. Soon he left the bus but stopped, something smelled sweet.
He followed the scent to the Food bus then waited, someone was in there that smelled sweet. He knew what it meant but he would be patient, he did not want to scare the human away it would not do for his mate to be scared. He took a deep breath plastered a smile on his face then walked up the steps. "Hello," he murmured when he saw Ode. "Would you like some help?"
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Post by ode on Feb 11, 2010 1:59:04 GMT -5
Ode’ eyed tall, strong and handsome for a hot minute, his eyes resting on that kind smile and then those deep blue eyes that for some reason in this light looked slightly… slit? Damn the guy was sexy and no one from this town, not dressed like that and definitely not with that accent. Probably just another do-gooder who actually had enough sense to volunteer for the travel programs like the buses instead of his lame ass home town helper nonsense.
God he felt pathetic thinking that. He had to get the hell out of this town.
His own lack of life had him pulling his eyes away from the guy’s handsome face. Shaking his head no, he went to turn and frowned as his arm brushed against the man’s chest, a jolt shooting through him. Damned hormones, he scolded his body even as his nipples hardened in sensitivity. Happier than hell that he had worn a hoody so nothing would show, he frowned up at the man. “Aren’t you standing a little close there, pal?”
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Post by fearless on Feb 11, 2010 2:22:55 GMT -5
Zayvin looked him over as he eyed him wondering what he thought. He wished he would let him help but would not push the issue, he could figure out a way to help him later. He smiled when he touched him, that felt nice and made him want to pull him into his arms. "Sorry," he purred softly then stepped back. "Its a bit crowded in here. Are you sure you do not need help there is a lot of food to be set out and we only have an hour or so till you open."
He kept his eyes on him unable to remove them, he was very cute, and tall just like he liked them. His hand reached out and was almost to his head before he realized what the hell he was doing and snatched it back hoping the other male did not see it. "I would be happy to help you as this is my job and all."
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Post by ode on Feb 11, 2010 2:32:23 GMT -5
Ode’ fidgeted in unease, tension winding through him in an unfamiliar way. Making his whole body feel so sensitive and anticipant, as if his skin were waiting for something or someone to touch it. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up and he actually felt like his blood was pressing against the veins it cycled through, reaching. It was freaking creepy and Ode’ was confused by his body’s reaction. Was he getting sick? Allergic to something?
Casting an eye back to the man, he shook his head firmly once again. He didn’t want this gorgeous man to stand there – helping or not – and watch him try to figure out what was happening to his body. He didn’t do embarrassment and if the guy stayed and watched him, he no doubt would be experiencing some of it today.
“Thanks for the offer,” he said lowly and focused ridiculously shaky hand on sorting out the crates that people would get depending upon their reported family size. “But I think you should, uh, go.” His mouth went dry no sooner than he said it and – What the hell was wrong with him?! – his chest began to hurt.
Pausing in what he was doing, he reached for his coffee and took it to the head, hoping like hell the caffeine would push back these jittery feelings. Only to stop and glare at the cup when he realized how likely it was that the drink was the reason for his present nerves. “Damn,” he mumbled and threw the cup away in a nearby bin. “What a waste.”
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Post by fearless on Feb 11, 2010 22:42:28 GMT -5
Zayvin didn't want to leave, but he figured he could search him out later. "Alright. I'll be around if you need help or anything." He could feel what he was feeling and knew why he was feeling it, though he couldn't tell him why, not yet. He would just have to make the human feel for him one way or the other.
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Post by ode on Feb 11, 2010 22:52:29 GMT -5
Ode’ watched him go out of the corner of his eye, his heart pounding rampantly as the brown haired man disappeared. Jesus Christ! What the devil was happening to him? He’d been attracted to men before and openly admitted his homosexuality. But he had never in his life felt such nerves, such a pull. It was ridiculous and sensuous and… made Ode’ wonder if he was having an anxiety attack.
Trying his best to push his feelings aside he began to fill the crates once more. Yeah right. His hands moved so slowly, his arms felt like led. Hell, his whole body felt lethargic and…
“Are you okay, darling? Your face looks a little flushed,” the blonde woman of before reappeared for what he assumed what to check on his progress and grasp.
Taking a deep breath in an attempt to push the mere image of the guy away. Damn it, maybe he was allergic to something in here… or maybe to that guy’s cologne or…
“Sweetie, I think you need to go outside and get some air. Calm down and I’ll work on this until you get back.” Shooing the young man out of the bus and outside to an unfolded lawn chair, she pushed him in and ordered him, “We need you healthy today, so calm down. If you need to go home, we understand, just breath a bit and let me know either way.”
Ode’ nodded and leaned back in his seat. Taking in a deep breath he closed his eyes only to open them to that soft smile and those sexy blue eyes. Amazingly his feverish episode actually receded. His heart slowed and a warm glow seemed to…
“What the hell is going on?” he said lowly as he stared at the other man.
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Post by fearless on Feb 11, 2010 23:37:47 GMT -5
Zayvin watched him worried and pressed a hand to his forehead. "Your reacting to me," he teased softly and watched his eyes. "Are you ok now? We can't have you fainting while you are serving, or while you are alone on the bus. I can still go help you out I'm finished with my job until the people start arriving." He reached up to push his fingers through his hair, he could not help but touch him. "I just don't want you hurting or anything. I am truly worried about you..."
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Post by ode on Feb 11, 2010 23:40:10 GMT -5
He shivered and embarrassingly leaned into the man’s touch before he caught himself and jerked back. “Wait a minute. I don’t understand this stuff. What do you mean reacting to you? I… I think I’m sick or something.”
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Post by fearless on Feb 11, 2010 23:50:13 GMT -5
Zayvin smiled liking that he leaned into his hand. "No you like me," he murmured. "Watch, think of me leaving..."
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Post by ode on Feb 11, 2010 23:54:41 GMT -5
Ode' felt a jolt when the man took a step away and his face flushed when he immediately reached out to grab the man's... hand. "Oh my God," he whispered and stared with wide eyes up into the other man's even as a most splendid feeling consumed him. Starting in his palm and working through his whole body, he felt like he was on an extreme natural high. Like his cells were merging, forming...
"I-I," he cleared his throat. "My name is Ode'," he finally managed.
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Post by fearless on Feb 12, 2010 0:08:19 GMT -5
Zayvin hummed at the feel of his hand in his, it was wonderful. He closed his eyes savoring the feeling and never wanting to let him go. "Ode'," he breathed loving the feel of his name on his tongue. "I'm Zayvin it is really nice to meet you..."
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Post by ode on Feb 12, 2010 0:10:14 GMT -5
Ode' nodded jerkily but didn't remove his hand. "What does this mean? I mean, God I don't want to embarrass myself here," he glanced up at Zayvin quickly before staring down at his toes, "But I've never felt this way before."
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Post by fearless on Feb 12, 2010 0:21:32 GMT -5
Zayvin smiled, "Nither have I," he assured softly. "It just means we belong together." He squeezed his hand gently, "I don't think I want to ever let you go." He leaned down to brush a kiss onto his forehead, he couldn't help it.
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Post by ode on Feb 12, 2010 0:24:06 GMT -5
Ode' bit his lip and stood, tilting his head up just so. He knew he should feel embarrassment, having only just met the fellow but all he could think of was how great he felt. How he wanted to feel like this always how... wonderful those lips would taste. Visibly swallowing, he leaned in and pressed his lips against the other mans.
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