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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Apr 25, 2010 19:44:32 GMT -5
" I don't hate it per say, it's fine... But you're not nearly as good as I am... that's all...And really, what a little bit of change going to hurt?"
"Well, at least I'll admit I'm not the best in the world but thats from a lack of practice and you smacking my hands away or other things." He mused as he just sat there with Augusta sitting on him. It was rather nice really, he missed this a lot.
" Really? but maybe I'm too much for you, I don't think you could handle it..."
"Mmm, oh I can handle you...we solved that once but the problem is I am far to comfy right here to do anything let alone move." He smiled at him, kissing him softly. "However we have one issue that I didn't think about." He paused, letting it sink into Augusta's brain and worry him for fun.
"One thing I didn't realize until just now." he leaned in and kissed his ear, whispering. "You're hurting my lap. You're too heavy with all your muscles and the like." He told him in a teasing voice but yet it was very, very true.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Apr 25, 2010 19:51:20 GMT -5
"Mmm, oh I can handle you...we solved that once but the problem is I am far to comfy right here to do anything let alone move. However we have one issue that I didn't think about."
Augusta was curious, he tipped his head to the side. He tried to think of something that he had forgotten but nothing came to mind. He didn't come up with anything as he rested his arms on Kris's thin shoulders.
"One thing I didn't realize until just now. You're hurting my lap. You're too heavy with all your muscles and the like."
Augy frowned and sighed at the same moment. Apparently it was make fun of Augy day and Kris was enjoying it too much. Augusta smiled slyly then and whispered back. " I can fix that..." he said and did the most amazingly graceful thing he had ever done before. Without injuring himself of Kristopher he pulled the blond off the couch and down onto the floor were he rolled over once to the blond, somehow, was laying on top of him. It took barely a few seconds, but once it was over, Augy was very proud of himself. " There..."
Augusta smiled and pushed Kris upwards and onto his hands and knees. " Now you're not suffocating me, fatty..." he teased and struck out his tongue at the blond.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Apr 25, 2010 20:00:06 GMT -5
Kristopher laughed a bit at this sudden change of positions and being on the floor. "Now this is different. But I think I like it." He stated simply, leaning down and kissing Augusta once again, then slapped him on his chest playfully for the fat remark.
"Fatty? There's no fat on my body at all, if anything I am boney as hell." He remarked and then shook his hand out in pain. "Owie, dude...that kinda hurt me more then you I think..." Blinking a few times, he pushed the other mans shirt up to look at the new muscles.
"Jesus...when did you get all of those?" He remarked with wide eye(s) as he just couldn't take his eyes off his fiancee's body. Slowly he brought hand down to his chest and followed the lines. "Now I really look like a woman compared to you." He laughed again, shaking his head and kissing his stomach. "Very much like a woman.
Now it was going to get really fun at this rate, with Augusta here and with all these pretty muscles going on. Oh yeah, so much fun to be had. "Don't you think?"
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Apr 25, 2010 20:10:39 GMT -5
"Fatty? There's no fat on my body at all, if anything I am boney as hell. Owie, dude...that kinda hurt me more then you I think..."
Augusta watched as Kris pulled up his shirt, and it was right of Kris to be surprised. Despite the fact that it had only been spring for a month or so, Augusta had developed a nice set of pecs and abs. He wasn't crazy muscular, but enough to show off the fact that he did manual labor all day long. Not to mention his slight tan. But the biggest thing on his stomach that made any difference was the 4 inch scar were the desk-leg had been stabbed through his abdomen.
"Jesus...when did you get all of those? Now I really look like a woman compared to you. Very much like a woman. "
Augy just smiled. He felt the kisses and the hands running against his skin and chuckled, " Maybe you should come work with me then... I could get some beef on you... " he said and laid his head back. " just watch the knee, I think I pulled a muscle yesterday when I was lifting boxes..." he said and then glanced up at Kristopher again.
" Wait... you got all quite... what are you planning you devil!?" he said and tried to sit up but with the way Kris was on top of him wouldn't allow him to get up.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Apr 25, 2010 20:21:16 GMT -5
"Yeah and me ending up breaking a bone, haa, no I don't think so dear. We played that game before of doing what Augusta does. And you pretty much told me never to do that again and I don't plan too."
But as for what he was going to do, well that was for him to know and Augusta to find out. "Oh nothing to worry about. This little devil has some plans and just remember....you are the one that offered and said I could." He stuck his tongue out at the other then and snickered. It was pay back time, bitch and Kristopher was going to enjoy this because heaven know, Kris wouldn't be getting top for a couple more months but oh well. Time to make it worth it all.
Kissing Augusta once more the blond licked his lips. Lifting a hand up, he carefully removed Augusta's glasses from his head and placed them on the edge of the sofa.
--And yay for lazy fade to black moments!--
Afterwords, Kristopher was rather pleased with himself, that was if he could find his shirt which he lost somewhere around the sofa and the piano. But where it was right at the moment was beyond him. So he scratched at his tattooed chest that was covered with a few marks from only a few hours ago.
"Mmm, where did it go." He pondered as he got on his hands and knees, peering under the sofa from which he had eventually put Augusta on because the floor had started to hurt half way through. The floor was never easy on the knees for Augy or himself.
"Damnit..."
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Apr 25, 2010 20:30:49 GMT -5
There was a loud groan of pain (and pleasure) from above Kristopher. Sprawled out on the sofa was the Frenchman, who had no desire to move anymore. He lifted his head and stared off into space before letting out another groan and letting his head fall back into the sofa.
He rubbed his now sore neck. He swore it was like a painted target nowadays. He rolled his head sideways to look at Kris's bare back, but really it was mostly a beige blob. The dark haired man wiped his brow and sat up with a set of vivid words. " Fuck you Kris... " he said and put his face in his hand. " My knee hurts..." he muttered before singing softly, " It hurts soooo good!" and falling back down again.
Augusta hadn't felt like that in a long time, a looong time. He laid there on the couch for a bit before looking over and patting the ground for his glasses. " If you see my glasses please hand them over, I'm blind as a bat here..." he said and rubbed his neck again. It really did hurt, even more so then his back and ass did. He sighed softly almost dreamily.
" Oh, if you find my pants too, that might just slightly be helpful... maybe... a bit..."
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Apr 25, 2010 20:38:00 GMT -5
" Fuck you Kris... "
That would be Augusta was awake now, "Welcome to the world of Uke, love. That's how I normally feel." He chuckled and ran his hand under the sofa but merely found a pair of glasses in which he put into his love's hand with a chuckle. It seemed Augusta was on his little high right now and enjoying himself.
Leaning up for a moment, the blond kissed the other. "Your welcome." He patted his chest lightly before he went back to looking for clothing within a few minutes he tossed Augy the needed articles to become decent again. Kristopher himself was in a very pleasant mood, very happy as well.
Maybe not as happy as Augusta but close to it. However, he really wanted his shirt. He never liked to be shirtless much unless it was really hot or if he was with Augusta. "Damn, where is my shirt....are you laying on it?" He asked Augusta before looking under the piano as he crawled around looking for what he needed.
At least his eye patch stayed on the whole time, that was surprising with Augusta moving around so much and clinging to him. Mmm, pleasant thoughts but that wouldn't help him get decent. He was almost tempted to go back to Augusta though and just sit next to him or go for another round but he wasn't sure if he would be able to do that or not. So he distracted himself with the mystery of his shirt.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Apr 25, 2010 20:48:22 GMT -5
Augusta felt the glasses that were put into his palm and he graciously accepted them. He slid them on his face just before Kris kissed him. Augusta wanted to grab the blond and make him do the whole thing again but he let the boy go. With ease his slid back into his pants but not his shirt. He didn't even get off the sofa to do it either.
"Damn, where is my shirt....are you laying on it?"
Augusta pouted and sat up very slowly. " Owie..." he said and looked. He shook his head, " sorry Kris-- OH!! There!" he said, like it was some sort of game. Kris was right, Augusta was very happy, in fact the rush and passion made him feel kinda high or drunk or stoned. It was great. he felt nearly invincible. " On the top of the piano!" he said and chuckled, " You must have thrown it pretty hard to make it land all the way over there..." he said and slowly but surely pulled himself into a sitting position on the couch. Augy watched Kris for a second and smiled, " I love you bunches..." he said with a child-like grin, his boyish grin he only did when he was very, very pleased. When Kristopher had made him that Strawberry stuff for his 21st birthday is the last time he had grinned like this. It was a cute grin too.
" Maybe I will sing some more, just for you..." he said as he yawned.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Apr 25, 2010 20:55:26 GMT -5
"Huh? Oh!" Kristopher stood up then and moved to the piano. He reached over, stanched his white shirt and walked back over to the sofa. As soon as Augusta sat up, Kristopher sat down beside him. He then lifted his arms up an slide his shirt over his then and colorful body. Ahh, much better.
He looked at Augusta then and raised a brow before chuckling. "You alright?" He asked as he leaned over and kissed him again, placing an arm around his waist. "You seem really out there in right field. I am going to take a guess that I totally did something right for a change, huh?" asked the smaller lad.
As for singing, Kristopher smiled brightly, "Good, cause I love you voice and those lovely notes you can hit." He chuckled like an old pervert. Noticing behind Augusta, was his lovers shirt. Leaning down, he pulled it out from behind him.
"Do I have to dress you now as well?" he teased.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Apr 25, 2010 21:04:39 GMT -5
"You alright? You seem really out there in right field. I am going to take a guess that I totally did something right for a change, huh?"
Augusta smiled softly as he leaned into the blond happily. " Yeah... right is one word for it" he said and laid his head against Kristopher's shoulder. He sighed softly before he smacked Krissy's chest playfully. " You pervert! You make better noises then I could ever do!" he said and smiled.
"Do I have to dress you now as well?"
Augusta leaned off of Kris and snatched his shirt back. "No, I put on my pants just fine!" he said and promptly... tried... to stand up. He let out something like " OMFG HELP ME!!" before collapsing to the floor. Apparently Augy would never get used to his ass hurting to the point were his legs would also hurt like hell.
He laid there for a second before sighing, " But if you want you can help me walk..." he said, " since my ass hurts so much I can't even stand on my own two feet..." suddenly the crabby and slightly bitchy Augusta was back to save the day. " Stupid... why did I even suggest this...?!" he said, asking himself questions he didn't know the answer to. "Oh god, I'm going to be walking like a duck for days... great the new laughing stock of Wonderland... great... just bloody brilliant..." Augusta rolled over and sat up, but not fully getting up.
" Never, I'm never going to be Uke again... NEVER"
Liar.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Apr 25, 2010 22:27:57 GMT -5
Kristopher couldn't help it, he lost it and burst into laughter and pointed at his love. "Hey you are the one that said I could be Seme!" He laughed and helped his lover up still. And once he was standing bent down slight and fixed Augusta's pants and snapped and zipped them. "Okay, I'll help you back." he snickered and shook his head.
This is what happens when you are the uke, but Kris was used to being one so he no longer walked like a duck or hurt too bad when Augusta was done with him. But he had hard and fast on Augusta which is what the other liked and Kris was starting to become that way himself, not that he would admit it or anything.
"Oh stop complaining, you are totally ruining this awesome moment of being making you scream like a girl and then you getting drunk from it." He said, putting an arm around Augusta's waist and grabbed his cane. "However, you are to have to make sure I don't run into anything."
He then kissed Augy on the neck softly.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Apr 27, 2010 18:11:18 GMT -5
"Hey you are the one that said I could be Seme! Okay, I'll help you back."
Augusta at first glared at Kris for a second. Unlike his blond counterpart, he was not used to being Uke and never enjoyed it at all. Sure it felt good and all, but dominance was his thing. He was never the passive type. He did cry a lot, but down in his heart somewhere was a very brave person. Augusta got up with help from Kris and bent his knee a couple times.
"Oh stop complaining, you are totally ruining this awesome moment of being making you scream like a girl and then you getting drunk from it. However, you are to have to make sure I don't run into anything."
Augusta gave Kristopher a dark look, " I did NOT scream like a girl.... YOU scream like a girl..." he said and slowly started to walk but he felt a sharp pain run up his leg from his knee. He was starting to get really tired of his right knee, He was starting to think that he might need a knee replacement. He sighed softly to himself, he was mostly quiet as he walked,he limped slightly and only put a bit of weight on Kris. " Didn't I tell you to go easy on my knee?" he asked with a bit of bite behind it. I guess it would have gotten hurt no matter if he had been on top or on bottom. But Augy really just needed a reason to complain.
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