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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Oct 22, 2009 0:01:47 GMT -5
"Lair. You where so thinking it, don't lie to me."
Augusta shook his head as he felt Kris's arms around him. Augy felt a shiver run up a spine when the blond moved his hands. He took his hands off the pan and put them on the edge of the counter. And if you thought Augusta's face was red before, it deepened 3 shades then the younger man slowly undid his belt.
shit, shit...
Augy wanted to look back at the blond, but he didn't he kept his head down.
"That is."
Augy looked over his shoulder slightly to feel a slight smack on his behind. He let out a surprised sound, kinda like a girl does when she's scared. He was utterly shocked that Kris smack him on the ass and was he rubbed his butt he look at Kristopher in disbelief.
"After the lasagna is done, cause I am not letting that burn."
Augy pouted and turned back to the asparagus. He shifted the pan and then used his other hand to hold up his pants. He wore a belt for a reason. Damn blond always found a way to steal his clothes. Good thing Augusta started wearing suits now, since all of his black shirt went missing when Kris moved into the dorm.
" little imp..." he muttered, " little fiendish hellion... leading me on like that..." he said softly and tossed the vegetables once or twice.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Oct 22, 2009 0:14:32 GMT -5
Kristopher snickered as he stood off to the side and played with the stolen belt and as for Augusta's shirts. Well, Kristopher liked Augy's clothing, it was warm, baggy, and smelled like him. Plus it pissed off a lot girls and some guys to know he had a boyfriend and had his shirts. Then again some found that cute.
The blond lazily put Augusta's belt on and chuckled. "I'm so mean." He said and yawned a little as he looked out the windows. It was now officially dark and the first bit of rain started to hit the windows. "Wow, its really dark out." Said the blond slowly as he was in awe on how dark it got and what that meant.
Even after all these years, Kristopher still could not handle the dark. It made him paranoid, frightened and down right uncomfortable. Sometimes, he could almost swear he could see the grey smoke drift out of the corner of the darkness and float past the lights he had on and others a pair of gray eyes watching him with amusement and longing.
This made the blond go silent for a long while, he seemed to have noticed this and laughed lightly. "Think we might need some light or we might trip over things." And so he went over to the kitchen light switch and turned it on. Instantly, the room was a flood of light, killing the eerie darkness.
"Much better."
Feeling better, he looked over at his counterpart slyly. Wondering, what else he could steal and tease him with.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Oct 25, 2009 20:23:33 GMT -5
Augusta stood and cooked the asparagus for a good amount of time. He zoned out and was kinda disconnected from the world. He was pretty deep in thought, thinking about lots of things. Mostly he was thinking about the most recent events with his father. He wondered if he should call, or if father would call him instead. He wanted to try and convince him that his son wasn't trying to hide things, he was just scared.
He remembered when his father mentioned that he should try and go see his mother. Augy didn't like that idea. Sure it was something he was going to have to do, face the thing that makes him the most angry and scared at the same time. But he couldn't face her just t yet, he just wasn't ready.
"Much better."
Augy finally tuned back in and looked around slightly, how did the lights get on. Oh well, it didn't matter much. Augusta took the asparagus off the burner and held the simmering pan as he pulled down two plates, and then scooped the vegetables onto the two plates. He looked over at Kris and smiled, " It doesn't suit you... the belt I mean... considering it's my fathers..." he said softly, and boy even with being in the US and England a lot, his accent was still strong.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Oct 25, 2009 22:24:04 GMT -5
" It doesn't suit you... the belt I mean... considering it's my fathers..."
Kris looked down at the belt around his waist and shrugged, "I never looked good in belts, but it just means more effort for you." He chuckled and walked over to Augusta and using his hip, nudge the dark haired boy out of the way, playfully of course.
"Need to check the food dear." He pointed out and opened the oven to take a look. "My, my, looks good so far." He then shut the oven door and turned to Augusta and kissed him lovingly on the neck. "Cheer up," said the blond seriously with a soft voice that was full of concern. "I don't like it when your like this, its bad enough its storming out. Don't need you to be gloomy as well."
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Oct 25, 2009 22:32:33 GMT -5
"I never looked good in belts, but it just means more effort for you."
Who was he trying to kid? Kristopher never made it easy!
Augy moved out of the way and sat the cooled pan down in the sink before he leaned up against the counter. He smiled softly at the kiss, but the smile faded at the blonds words.
"Cheer up, I don't like it when your like this, its bad enough its storming out. Don't need you to be gloomy as well."
Augy sighed, " sorry..." he muttered. He had a lot on his plate right now, he was stretched really thin and one simple thing could cause him to loose his temper or his emotional control. With work, and Kris, and now his father, plus that fact about the Boogies, was starting to pile on top of Augy. He may have lead a rebellion, but Augy was far from invincible. But the one thing he couldn't stand was that he couldn't protect Kristopher from things. He couldn't protect him from Boogies, or robbers or his business enemies, because he was in London. And that irked him the most, he wanted to be able to be by Kris's side and make sure he was taken well care of, and kept safe.
Hard to do when your stuck in another country. " Have you ever thought about it?" he asked softly back as he looked out the window at the dark sky. " About Wonderland I mean ..." the words came out bitter, like he was drinking vinegar while saying this. It was obvious that a deep hatred for Wonderland lied in the back of his head. But with some of the medications and the therapy, the violent tendencies from the Rebellion, and the trauma of Jouhnin and Iugo, went away quicker then expected.
Didn't mean he was perfect. In fact, he'd probably never be.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Oct 26, 2009 23:51:51 GMT -5
The blond sighed softly, "Augusta," He said slowly, "Ugh, I'm sorry I don't mean to make you feel worse then you already do. . .I just want you to be happy again. The blond hated it when he said the wrong things, which he had been doing. Sighing again he placed an arm around his lovers hip and nuzzled his neck gently.
" Have you ever thought about your it?"
Kristopher blinked and pulled away slightly, then he looked up at Augusta. His brow came together in confusion and uncertainy. Where was this going?
" About Wonderland I mean ..."
So thats where the conversation was headed. Kristopher frowned a bit then and shook his head. "Sometimes. It's hard to forget about what happened there and who I was attached too and the like." Another pause, "What brough this on suddenly? You never talk about that place." Kristopher looked at him with deep concern now.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Oct 27, 2009 1:00:57 GMT -5
Augy didn't respond for a second. He held his counterpart by the waist as he looked down on him. It was different, being taller. But back on topic, he wasn't sure why he brought that up. He just felt uneasy about something. Things didn't feel the same anymore...
"Sometimes. It's hard to forget about what happened there and who I was attached too and the like."
That was an understatement...
"What brought this on suddenly? You never talk about that place."
Augy looked back out at the world around them. The rain slid down the window and he could see a chunk of the black tower and sighed, " I--I'm not sure... Dr. Jackson gave me those medications to try and forget but they make it really hard for me to work at the office so, I stopped taking them... " he sighed softly and patted Kris's head, " just came to mind..."
Augy smiled softly then, putting on the mask of his. He moved around Kris and chuckled, " don't fret over it too much love..." he said and pulled down a bottle of wine and two glasses.
It was then that Augusta's cell phone rang from the hallway...
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Oct 27, 2009 1:09:04 GMT -5
" I--I'm not sure... Dr. Jackson gave me those medications to try and forget but they make it really hard for me to work at the office so, I stopped taking them... just came to mind... "
Kristopher frowned and looked up at the older male and frowned softly. He did not like what he was hearing, not at all. "Are you sure that was a good idea, stopping the medication even though it made things hard?" Kristopher asked, knowing full well the effects of meds on a person. He should know, after all, he was stuck taking medications for the rest of his life and some of them. . . did not have pleasent side effects. The last set he had made him have chills and the shakes. Augusta about flipped when that happened.
" don't fret over it too much love..."
Kristopher looked out the window then, staring and sighed softly. "If I didn't fret then I wouldn't love you." The blond turned away then and went to take out the lagsna, it should be done by now. "Just be sure to call Mr. Jackson up...getting off pills suddenly can have bad effects." He said to him.
The blond opened the oven then to pull out the food as the phone rang. This caused him to stop for a moment, "Augy, your phone is going off like a mad man!"
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Oct 29, 2009 21:30:43 GMT -5
"Are you sure that was a good idea, stopping the medication even though it made things hard?"
Augusta sighed, he wished he could somehow make Kristopher understand. He wished he could put the blond in his shoes, but he couldn't. He smiled half-heartedly and patted the younger an on the side of his face. " I have expectations to meet love, and having medications pull me down is not acceptable..." he said softly.
"If I didn't fret then I wouldn't love you."
Augusta popped the cork off the wine and looked over his shoulder. " How romantic of you..." he said with a light chuckle. If either of them was romantic, it surely wasn't Kris. Augusta could be a hopeless romantic when he chose to be (which wasn't very often) and could be pretty good at it. He heard his phone ring and stood there, he sat down the wine bottle and stared at the two empty glasses before Kristopher said something. He sighed and grunted before leaving the room.
He kicked off his black dress shoes when he got to the hall. He picked up the ringing phone and answered it. "hello?" he paused and cosed the phone. He walked down the hall and into the dining room. Augy could be seen from the kitchen as he walked across the dining room and into the living room. The door to the balcony could be heard as it slide open, and then was closed. Augy walked back into the kitchen again like nothing had happened.
When in fact, he had just thrown his phone off the balcony.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Oct 29, 2009 21:43:16 GMT -5
" How romantic of you..."
Kristopher rolled his eyes as he put the food on top of the stove to cool a bit, in fact he was fanning it lazily with a pot holder. "Oh yes, very romantic of me." He said with sarcasm. Shaking his head he leaned his hip against the counter and yawned lightly as he saw Augy go out and then come back in.
Kristopher raised a brow very slowly. What was Augusta doing? The blond pondered on this for a moment and slowly tilted his head to the side, was that something in his hand? Oh dear. He waited as Augusta came back into the room and into the kitchen.
Kristopher paused for a moment, still waving the pot holder. Then he raised his arm and pointed towards the door with his finger. "Tell me, Augusta." He started, "That you just didn't do what I thought you just did." Like say, throw the phone off the balcony to let it crash against the cold streets below.
"Because that was a very expensive phone." He paused, "Well, maybe it is good thing you threw it....it had a very provocative wallpaper of me on there."
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Oct 29, 2009 21:55:36 GMT -5
Augusta walked into the kitchen again to resume his duties as wine-pourer but stopped when the blond started to talk. He leaned against the door frame and looked a bit paler then normal. Like he had seen a ghost, or maybe just did something stupid yet again. Because he was off the medications and his temper was stronger then normal.
"Tell me, Augusta. That you just didn't do what I thought you just did."
Augy rolled his eyes impatiently, " if by that you mean throwing my cell off the balcony, then yes. " he said with a small smile. Another mask.
"Because that was a very expensive phone."
" I can replace it"
"Well, maybe it is good thing you threw it....it had a very provocative wallpaper of me on there."
A perverted grin spread across the ebony-haired mans face. "Mmmm, that was an amazing picture wasn't it?" he said with a sly tint to his voice. He walked back over to the wine before pouring the two glasses. He picked up each glass in one hand and walked around Kris, and then spun around and stood in the doorway facing Kristopher. " Thats why I have a back-up card for my phone... " he paused " So I can still keep that... suggestive picture of you as my wallpaper..." he said and almost slid out of the door and into the dining room.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Oct 29, 2009 22:10:47 GMT -5
"Mmmm, that was an amazing picture wasn't it?"
"No, no it wasn't." Said the blond as he finally got the dish cool enough to touch but not cold. "That was the most embarrassing moment of my life. You snuck into my room while I was entertaining myself. Then you walk in with that cocky grin and take a picture! I about killed you!"
Kristopher stated as Augy walked about him with that sly expression on his face. "Don't you start fantasizing about that." Kristopher pointed out sternly.
" Thats why I have a back-up card for my phone... " he paused " So I can still keep that... /i]
suggestive picture of you as my wallpaper..."
A pause, "Oh you sneaky ass-hat and here I thought I was free of that image." He pointed out with a sigh and grabbed the meal with his hands and pot holders. Shaking his head he picked them up and carried them into the dinning room.
"So need to delete that image..."
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Oct 29, 2009 22:27:37 GMT -5
"No, no it wasn't. That was the most embarrassing moment of my life. You snuck into my room while I was entertaining myself. Then you walk in with that cocky grin and take a picture! I about killed you!"
Augy smiled, he said in a mocking voice, " your wrong, it was priceless!" he said happily. He sat the wine glasses down and then blocked Kris's way to the table. " It was a very sexy photograph, you should be proud..." he said and kissed the blond on the forehead before returning to the kitchen and grabbing the plates and some silverware.
"So need to delete that image..."
Augusta smiled, " maybe I'll tattoo it to my back or something..." he said. Oh he loved revenge.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Nov 2, 2009 0:35:51 GMT -5
Kris rolled his eyes, "I'll show you priceless. My fist in your face." He said, partly joking and partly not. He hated it when his lover did this too him. Take those kind of photos and keep them for god knows what! Hell what if someone found his phone! The idea freaked him out to say the least.
" It was a very sexy photograph, you should be proud..."
The blond blushed and put the food down and turned to him, "More like I should be embrassed as hell! What if someone finds the phone? I don't need the world to see me ass naked and and and---oh gawd. Now look! You got me all flustered!" The blond stuttered as Augusta went to get the food.
" maybe I'll tattoo it to my back or something..."
"Don't you dare, Augusta D'oel Davingoun! I will KILL you!" Kristopher yelled and pointed to where Augusta had disappeared too, bright red in the face. "Kill you DEAD!" He added in quickly.
"Then I will mourn you for a two days and go and date that pretty little burnette at the Convience store!" He threatened.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Nov 2, 2009 0:45:59 GMT -5
"More like I should be embarrassed as hell! What if someone finds the phone? I don't need the world to see me ass naked and and and---oh gawd. Now look! You got me all flustered!"
Augy couldn't help but grin, the whole point was to get him all worked up. That's the only reason he did those things, was because Kristopher was so cute when angry. " Your such a drama queen Kristopher..." he said and sat in the kitchen.
"Don't you dare, Augusta D'oel Davingoun! I will KILL you! Kill you DEAD! Then I will mourn you for a two days and go and date that pretty little brunette at the Convience store!"
Augy walked back into the dining room and sat down the plates lightly and looked over to Kris, a soft and almost sadistic smile on his face. He walked up to the blond and leaned down so he was eye-to-eye with the shorter one. The smile lingered of his face and he wrapped his arms around the blonds waist and pulled him in. " I'd be a hard act to follow love. I bet I'm ten times better in bed then any convience-store-clerk...." He kissed the bond on the neck playfully and whispered, " I figure you'd know that by now, considering..." he leaned away and just turned around and walked back into the kitchen, and counted down the seconds before Kristopher called him a perverted old man, yet again...
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