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Post by Corvus "Raven" Hunter on Jul 19, 2010 11:01:40 GMT -5
"Well, aren't you in a hurry...?"
The Boogie squirmed slightly as he was released from Kristopher's kiss. Feeling Kris's hands on his skin was like being touched by a light match. It burned like hell, but in a good way. Following the humans lead, Cor continued to trace a path down the blonde's neck, teasing him with gentle kisses before biting him softly in other spots. Somehow during this he'd managed to shrug off his black overcoat, letting it fall to the ground around the couch.
The determination in his lolita's voice made Corvus chuckle. He caught the boy's leg with his hand and pulled it higher, locking them together with a purr of some sorts. "As you wish..." Cor rubbed slightly against Kris's body, moving to return the heated kiss he'd received earlier. During the kiss, Corvus pulled at his shirt buttons and slid the constricting cloth from his shoulders, revealing his strong, ready-to-please torso.
The other hand slivered its way down Kris's stomach to the hem of his trousers...
Finally he was getting what he always wanted.
((Insert censor-man here! -takes out neon sign- Awaaaay!!))
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jul 19, 2010 11:17:24 GMT -5
"As you wish..."
Yes, Kristopher did wish for it and he had for a very, very long time. But of course he pushed all those urges to the side once he met Augusta and then from there, he forgot all about them. Until now, with Cor so close and the alcohol thick within his system, it seemed to awaken that cute little uke who wanted something he wasn't allowed to have, and allowed himself not to have.
It was down right dirty and wonderful all at the same time. When asked to explain how it went, he wouldn't be able to find to words for it, especially because he was drunk at the time it all went down. Such a sad thing really, after eleven years you would think you would wanna be sober for this kind of thing. Oh well.
When the event of sofa wrestling as finished, Kristopher had fallen asleep from the work out and other additions to it. Now how the hell two men could fit on this large sofa was an amazing feet, or maybe it wasn't. The Boogies did like big things and stuff they could lay out on without fear of falling off. The little blond slave was cuddled up against Corvus, his blond locks a mess of curls laying out across his shoulders and partly on Cor due to the closeness. One arm rested over the Boogie's chest while the other was unseen, hidden beneath Corvus coat.
Seemed like that couldn't find a blanket anywhere. Go figure.
The blond stirred lightly in his sleep, it wouldn't be long until he woke up. Within a matter of ten minutes, the boy cracked a green orb open and then a red one. His hand moved across Cor's chest and that was when the boy froze.
What was going on? Where was he....he thought for a moment. Okay, his head was hurting like hell, he felt slightly ill, his lower back hurt. He was on a sofa---with someone. Wait, no he went to the Study to have a drink---one too many and then...
Something shifted.
He moved his head slightly, enough not to make him ill but enough to get an idea on who this was and he prayed to God it was Augusta.
It wasn't. Before him was a pair of red eyes looking down at him, amused. But the blond said nothing as he looked a the Boogie and then closed his eyes. It wasn't kickin in yet, the reality of it all.
"My head hurts..."
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Post by Corvus "Raven" Hunter on Jul 19, 2010 11:28:50 GMT -5
It had definitely been a night Corvus was glad he would remember. Eleven years of waiting for Kris to grow up had been far, far to long for the mans liking. But the boy sure didn't disappoint. Kris was everything the Boogie had expected him to be...sooo lived up to those little innocent and not-so-innocent daydreams he'd used to have. Maybe even surpassed them.
Waking up a while later to find the blonde still sleeping at his side, Cor smirked, a bemused smirk, and brushed some curls from his lover's face.
The eye had been a shocker, but it had been ignored. He would ask about that later when the initial shock wore off.
And no sooner then he thought that did Kristopher wake up, glance up at him, do a double take, and closed both eyes...red and green. Like Christmas. Corvus chuckled at his little complaint, sitting up slightly and brushing his own messy black locks from his line of vision.
"That's only to be expected after you drink yourself silly. You do realize a long island iced tea is one of the strongest drinks out there, right...?" Cor's cool smile stayed in place as he glanced about. Somehow the humans pants had ended up on the piano. Red eyes blinked. How'd that happen...? Ah well.
With a low laugh, the man looked down at his uke. "I'm surprised that's the only thing that hurts though..."
Oh, I'm sooooo gonna get it...
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jul 19, 2010 11:39:51 GMT -5
"That's only to be expected after you drink yourself silly. You do realize a long island iced tea is one of the strongest drinks out there, right...?"
The blond lifted a hand and put it to his face and left it there for a moment. "I do...I meant to have one---but I don't think I stopped...." He paused for a moment, wait a minute how many did he have? Also in what time span. Oh shit, was he plastered? Ugh, it would explain the hang over he was having. His other hand finally was seen coming out of the jacket and grabbing Cor by the am. "Don't move so much--feels like I'm on a boat---"
Wait, why was Corvus---missing a shirt? A red eye peered out from between his fingers as he studied the situation carefully. He knew he was sometimes slow but seriously, even being drunk and now hung over could effect him this much, could it? But his mind was putting things together now.
"I'm surprised that's the only thing that hurts though..."
It wasn't the only thing that was hurting, his lower back hurt, his lower section was as well not to mention his neck. That red eye slowly grew wide, the hand slid down his face. Oh god, they couldn't have....no, no.
Kris lifted the coat lightly and then groaned. "Oh my god, please tell Corvus that my eyes are lying to me and that we---we---" He couldn't say the words and he looked at Corvus helplessly for a moment. His two colored eyes widened into a look of confusion and surprise, "You took advantage of me didn't you?!"
His lips parted with a frozen uke expression as the wheels where turning. But he didn't get up, he didn't want to be ill even though he wanted to get up and scream at Cor for doing such a thing. Oh god! Did this mean he cheated on Augusta?! Without knowing it, let alone mean too! Corvus had made him cheat on Augusta....
Kristopher had far to many emotions put together to be mad, upset, sad, and terrified---he didn't know which one to pick. So he just stared at Cor like he had been betrayed and thrown out in the rain to drown in like a lamb.
"C--C---Corvus!"
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Post by Corvus "Raven" Hunter on Jul 19, 2010 11:55:45 GMT -5
And...cue the accusations.
Corvus winced as Kris started to sorta-shout at him. He'd been expecting this, ever since he locked the damn door a few hours ago. Kris-wasted might have been all to willing to be taken, but sober? Sober-Kris was engaged, in love, and NOT so willing. Or, well, he was but he wasn't willing to admit that out loud. The smile faltered from Cor's face and he looked, somewhat defeated, back into Kris's eyes. How come he made it sound so wrong?
"Kristopher..." he started, touching lightly at the boy's hand, "I didn't take advantage of you, I swear. You actually...asked me. Believe it or not." He wouldn't believe it, not in a thousand years would he believe it. Well, come up with an excuse, moron. "You...you just looked at me with those eyes of yours..." Cor caught Kris's chin in his fingers again, "How could I say no?"
That look was killing him. Really, it was. Man, if guilt could take a truer form...
But there wasn't any guilt. Corvus didn't feel upset for hurting Kris like this. Hell, it made him feel good to know he'd cheated on that prick Augusta. Cor had won, if only for one night. And boy would that mess up that pair's happy-ever-after the Boogie despised so. How very demonic.
Maybe I'm not so much of an angel...
It took a shitload of acting to make him look the slightest bit guilty, but he pulled it off, staring at green and red with mock-worry. "I'm sorry, Kristopher. You must hate me..." Mixing the sorrow with his best seme face gave Cor an edge, "Will you ever forgive me?"
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jul 19, 2010 12:07:23 GMT -5
Kristopher...I didn't take advantage of you, I swear. You actually...asked me. Believe it or not. You...you just looked at me with those eyes of yours...How could I say no?"
Kristopher wasn't looking at him now, even though the boogie touched his hand and now caught his chin. He was averting his two colored eyes away from his old flame. He wasn't looking at anything really, in fact he wasn't even certain what to do right now. There was far to many emotions being mixed together inside of him.
Like how was he going to be able to tell Augusta this? How angry would he be and what would Kris be able to do? Would Augusta leave him, scream at him. God, he shouldn't of been drinking at all but he had and now this happened. Sure, as far as his drunk brain could remember, he liked it...but he wasn't going to admit it. He couldn't admit to that...
It seemed like things were being turned upside down and being danced upon by Satan. And Corvus, what was he supposed to do about him? He had been fighting him off since he got back, trying to make a very clear line that he didn't have a chance, it was done and over with. The crush was gone and he was going to stay with Augusta.
Lines didn't exist anymore it seemed...not in Wonderland.
God he was so confused right now and upset and here was Corvus, trying to make it sound like it wasn't a big deal, like it wasn't anyones fault this happened. And he was sure Cor was giggly on the inside, knowing he just screwed stuff up.
"I'm sorry, Kristopher. You must hate me...Will you ever forgive me?"
Kris could tell what was mock and what wasn't and he was certain Cor was mocking him right now. When Kris spoke, he wasn't yelling or screaming. He sounded caught off guard and clam all at the same time, like he was understanding something.
"You're not sorry at all...are you?" He stated simply, looking at the boogie now with his two colored eyes, looking for answers. "I don't hate you---I'm just upset and---you mocking me doesn't help." His eyes narrowed then, "You're enjoying this, aren't you, Corvus." The boy was speaking at a normal tone as if he was struggling to come to terms with the matter and everything. But deep down he was scared as hell about what all happened how what it would mean and how to face Augusta, the man he did love with all his heart.
God, he could cry right now...he really could.
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Post by Corvus "Raven" Hunter on Jul 20, 2010 20:08:44 GMT -5
It’s amazing how somebody who’s so bad at faking and hiding their emotions can read others so well… Corvus sighed, pulling his hand away from Kris’s face. What a problem this was…Cor normally had a heart for these sort of moments. Normally he’d feel really, really bad about taking advantage of a sad, drunken human boy who was already in a relationship/engaged. And since it was Kristopher, one would expect the amount of shame in the Boogie would have tripled. But it hadn’t. In fact, it had depleted to near zero.
Maybe it was because it’s Kris. Maybe all that waiting and fawning had turned into such a selfish wanting, now there wasn’t any room for remorse.
What a horrible person I’ve become…might as well say it out loud.
Rubies closed, staring into the black of his own eyelids, unable to look right at his loli-pop’s expression. “…yeah. I’m not sorry…” Cor opened his eye and met Kris with a cool grin, “You enjoyed it. Don’t pretend you didn’t. And I’ve been waiting far to long to let you slip away from me…” The Boogie’s hands seemed to snap to Kris’s wrists on their own, “Kristopher, you love me. I know you do. I’ve heard it a million times since you’ve seen me again, so stop trying to push me away!!”
The Boogie didn’t mean to raise his voice, but he did. His grip tightened slightly, and he suddenly softened to a harsh whisper, “…..Kris….why can’t you choose me?”
Where did that come from?
“I wanted you first…I loved you first…so why can’t you just let him go?! He’s hurting you!” Corvus’s eyes glanced at the bruises on Kris’s arms, “He’s bad for you, Kris!” The hold Cor had on the human was tight, but not tight in the painful way. It was like clinging to the ledge from a high peak. Last shot to climb up. The older man looked down, away from the emerald and blood gaze of the human he’d lost his heart to.
“…can’t you just…pretend…for me…?”
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jul 20, 2010 20:47:16 GMT -5
“…yeah. I’m not sorry…You enjoyed it. Don’t pretend you didn’t. And I’ve been waiting far to long to let you slip away from me…Kristopher, you love me. I know you do. I’ve heard it a million times since you’ve seen me again, so stop trying to push me away!!”
Kristopher looked up at Cor who was pretty much leaning over him now at this awkward position. To keep himself from falling, he bent his leg at the knee for support and digging his heel into the pillows, laying his knee over towards Cor's body. The cool smile he saw send shivers down his spine but he wasn't sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing.
His Christmas colored eyes widened suddenly at Cor's announcement that he loved him and enjoyed everything that went on in the drunken heat between the two. It was true that Corvus had waited such a long time and Kristopher had as well when he was a lad. But he worked on getting over it all, working past it. Did he really love Cor? Yes, in a way he still did but he wasn't sure if it was the same as loving Augusta. “A million times...?” He said slowly, questioning the statement. His eyes drifted away from Cor, no longer looking at him.
“I'm not pushing you---I--I'm just trying to---to make the right choice. I mean, I did, I wanted you but now---it's changed—I--I--love Augusta now...I mean---I do but—I like you still. I don't know what to do about anything but you taking me when drunk---this isn't right...” He chewed on his lips as his wrist were held down. He closed his two eyes and squirmed a little. He moved his head further away which only caused his blond locks to move across his skin seductively like a snake.
“…..Kris….why can’t you choose me?”
Kristopher flinched with his wrist being held tighter, it didn't hurt but more over startled him and the voice Cor used, the tone. “Corvus...don't ma---”
“I wanted you first…I loved you first…so why can’t you just let him go?! He’s hurting you! He’s bad for you, Kris!…can’t you just…pretend…for me…?”
“I can't. He needs me Corvus. I love him, I really do...but I need to take care of him. You don't understand how he is...he needs me. I---I'm the only one that gives him a reason to live, a reason to do anything. He needs support and someone to take care of him---and I like taking care of him.” The blond paused and opened his eyes slowly, “He isn't hurting me...he hasn't hurt me...he isn't bad for me. He loves me as well, he takes care of me and protects me from his Master and others. It was an accident when he pushed me, he didn't mean too. He didn't mean to yell at me or hurt my arm when he grabbed me. He's upset, sick, and scared like a kid. I---I---I can't leave him....and it's not out of pity....”
He shook his blond head then, “I can't pretend Cor...it's wrong...I do care for you...I really do Corvus and you know it...but...I can't just...just...” He didn't know what to say anymore, he wasn't sure what to do at all. "You're confusing me...."
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Post by Corvus "Raven" Hunter on Jul 31, 2010 18:21:39 GMT -5
For the first time in a while, Corvus stayed quiet.
He listened to Kris, red eyes almost pleading the little blonde for one chance, but the more the human said, the more it because obvious. As if it hadn't been after days of rejection, weeks of 'no's' and 'I have a fiance' and blah blah blah...this time the message actually hit like an axe in Cor's skull. And it hurt like one too. As if that weren't bad enough, despite an block that seemed to be wreaking his connection to Kristopher, the very slightest of feeling slipped into the Boogie's head.
Love. True love that couldn't be swayed...
For Augusta.
Corvus tore his eyes from Kristopher's and stared at his own hand, still on Kristopher's wrist. Rejection happened to everyone, but not Cor. He didn't get break-ups...he dealt them out. To everyone from random guys in bars to Jouhnin (most recent and most painful), the trainer had broken hearts left and right. Now he was getting the bottom half of the hurt, from the one person he couldn't handle it from.
With a soft sigh and a weak, broken smile, the older man looked back into the lovely green and shocking red. "So I lost. Saw that coming." Corvus leaned forward, but only to place a small kiss on his human's forehead. "I won't argue with you. Though I'm not giving up yet..." he smirked as he moved back slightly to rest his nose to Kris's nose, "...this time I'll let you come when you choose."
...is that a perverted joke there...?
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Aug 16, 2010 20:58:31 GMT -5
Kristopher wasn't sure how to respond to all of this and so he didn't. He merely looked up at Corvus and then lowered his eyes. He felt some what ashamed for turning Corvus away oddly enough. He had crushed on this boogie for as long as he could remember and now he finally got a chance to be with him, but it was at the wrong time. He had Augusta now...
A small sigh escaped his lips, "I'm sorry Corvus...I really am..." The sickly human pulled his wrist from the boogies grasp and rested his hands on either side of the boogies gentle face. "I care for you, I won't lie and I might even...love you to a certain extent, but there is somethings I just can't do. Even though...I just did them..." This was so hard for the blond, he never wanted to cheat on Augusta, ever but here he did it...with a boogie. If Augusta ever found out...the thought terrified him to the bones especially with his love's drastic turn of personality and violence.
"You should really...give up on me. I'm not worth your time, Cor." The blond then blushed at Corvus perverted little joke, but apperaicated the humor even if it was bad. He was angry at what Corvus had done but at the same time he wasn't, he forgave the boogie for taking advantage of him.
Well, seeing as the act had been done and there was nothing he could do about it, he supposed he could do one last act that he had been wanting to do for a long time. The blond with the rosey cheeks leaned up and kissed Corvus on the lips, while he was already sinning, he supposed he could do on last final act before finding his clothing and that was to kiss his old crush.
He wasn't meaning to encourage him, but merely to get something out of his system. When the kiss ended, he laid his head back on the sofa. "So, now what do we do?" The blond asked softly.
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