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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Sept 13, 2009 22:04:07 GMT -5
He stood over one of the many sinks and leaned over it, staring at his own reflection in which he was glaring at. He looked like any normal eighteen year old, minus the fact he had tattoos all over his back, and shoulders as well as part of his arms that could be seen, even his neck held a few. His green earrings where in place, but now they where small hops rather then long earrings that he used to wear. He looked healthy. So why was he staring into the mirror like a psycho?
His hair.
His green eyes really hated his hair right now, it was growing out and growing out meant waves. Waves meant curls and there was a curl forming right above his right eye in an offending way.
It was annoying.
He reached up and pulled on the offending curl and let it go, he watched it bounce cheerfully back into its rightful place. Oh that evil thing...and it had friends! His hair was starting to get curls and major waves going on. Ugh! It was a nightmare from hell! At least when it was long he could brush a good deal of it out and at least hide them.
But oh no, not with short hair! He was having enough of this! He felt around his pants pockets, he knew he had a pair somewhere and finally he found a small pair of scissors in his back pocket. He was going to kill that offending curl.
"That's right, it's mono-e-mono for me and you." He said to the hair shaking his closed scissors at the hair. "I refuse to look like a little lolita boy doll!" He then grabbed the curl with two fingers and pulled out, lifted the scissors to make a cut.
Funny thing is, he never heard a person enter the bathroom.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Sept 14, 2009 23:42:16 GMT -5
"That's right, it's mono-e-mono for me and you."
What was Kristopher doing? Isn't he aware the scissors are dangerous? But that wasn't what Augy was looking for when he came in, bare-chested, into the baths for a shower. But somehow, that's what he got. How annoying. He walked over to the boy as the younger brought the scissors up to his head...
"I refuse to look like a little lolita boy doll!"
With a quick movement, Augy pulled his hand around the scissors, stopping them from cutting the curl and then he put an arm around Kris's waist. " and what if I like my little Lolita boy-doll?" he said softly into the blond ear. Holding his hand back. He chuckled lightly, he looked into his reflection with a sly grin, " but really, it will just grow back, and if you cut it it will make you hair completely uneven on one side..."
Plus, he wanted Kris's long blond locks back, not only pretty, but a good handle.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Sept 14, 2009 23:51:26 GMT -5
Yes, that was it, good-bye evil curl! Kristopher stuck his tongue out of the corner of his lip and was about to cut his hair when a hand suddenly closed around his and the scissors. The boy blinked a few times in surprise. What the hell?
" and what if I like my little Lolita boy-doll?"
Ah oh.
Green eyes moved and looked at the mirror to see Augusta standing behind him, holding his tool and then redirecting it his hand. He then noticed the arm about his waist and blushed slightly. The look on Augusta's face was rather sexy, he liked the sly expression but he wanted to cut his hair so damn bad!
" but really, it will just grow back, and if you cut it it will make you hair completely uneven on one side..."
The blond moaned in defeat, Augusta had a point but still. "But Augusta, the curl." He moaned and laid his head back, "There annoying and theres a lot of them and its almost in my eye!" How dare Augusta stop him! It was only a little snip here and there to get rid of those nasty ringlets. "I looks like a little girl's doll." He said, putting on the puppy eyes and expression as he looked at Augusta's reflection.
"Just a little trim? Please!" He begged, granted it would be pointless, those ringlets would just come right back and his hair would never return to its proper length.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Sept 15, 2009 18:43:18 GMT -5
"But Augusta, the curl. There annoying and there's a lot of them and its almost in my eye!"
The ebony-haired boy couldn't help but crack a smile. He really didn't enjoy the look of Kristopher's baby curls either, but he wanted so badly to be able to run his fingers through the long blond locks like he used to. That he wanted almost more then anything at this point. It would be an understatement to say Augy didn't like Kris's hair short.
"I looks like a little girl's doll."
Augy sighed and pulled the scissors from Kris's hand and set them on the counter as Kris leaned his head back. " Then a little girl's doll you'll be until your hair decides to grow out again..." he said softly. The temptation to kiss the shorter boy was driving him mental (which he already was anyway) and he was losing resistance, fast.
"Just a little trim? Please!"
"nope" he said, and that's when he lost all sense of reason. He hadn't done anything 'fun' in forever, and that tended to make him more moody and irritable then normal. He turned the blond around, pull Kris towards him, and kissed him almost as passionately as he had done with the piano. The evil side of Augy was cheering him on 'forget reason and morals! Who needs them!' while his inner angel was the exact opposite, ' really Augusta, he is still shaky from losing all his memories, and if you do this without consent it's a sin!'
Well, Augy had always been born a sinner...
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Sept 15, 2009 19:12:29 GMT -5
" Then a little girl's doll you'll be until your hair decides to grow out again..."
Kristopher whined, "I don't want to be a doll look alike, Augusta...come on! You don't like the curl's either!" He pointed out as he squirmed a bit, wanting to get the sisscors back and do a quick snip!
Course, that was not going to happen at all and it was just so annoying at this moment. "Nope." Ugh, this was murder for the blond. He had to relive going through the freaking curls to get his hair back to its normal way. And here Augusta is not helping any at all!
Geez, what was he going to do? What could he say to make Augusta change his mind. The blond was thinking, think so much that he was taken by surprise when he was twisted around, pulled, and kissed in such a way that was - - well he wasn't sure, but he knew he liked it.
His green eyes where open rather wide with shock, but he did not stop Augusta. The blond melted into the kiss and returned it, probably not in the same fever as Augusta, Kris was more shy and cautious then he used to be and it showed.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Sept 15, 2009 19:24:37 GMT -5
After a good amount of time, Augy broke off the kiss to touch noses with him. " Just because I don't like the curls, doesn't mean I won't loose my ability to wait for you long hair to return..." he said softly, " plus it's much easier for me, since I don't share the same hair type as you..."
Augusta had always been born into the 'forever straight hair' curse. It was always flat, with almost no volume to it, and very thin, so it was hard to do anything with expect let it lay there. But there was a difference, Augy's hair grew remarkably fast, so trimming his hair was a weekly event, something he did all the time to keep it as nice, short, and clean-cut as it was.
Unlike his blond counterpart, he couldn't have anything in his face while he worked, too much of a hassle, and he sweat to much, it would just make his hair gross. He preferred to not be gross. With a soft smile Augy lightly kissed the boy for a quick second before sighing, " you let me kiss you... do you just trust me, or do you actually remember something?" he said softly, " except the piano lessons of course..."
How convenient that he remembered the piano lessons, but not the day they met...
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Sept 15, 2009 19:38:12 GMT -5
" Just because I don't like the curls, doesn't mean I won't loose my ability to wait for you long hair to return...plus it's much easier for me, since I don't share the same hair type as you..."
He supposed Augusta had a good point there, although Kristopher's hair didn't grow as fast as Augy's, it was full of volume and bounce from hell. Always had been, which annoyed him sometimes. Like brushing out rats-nest as they where called, tangles. It hurt his head and thus he sometimes didn't bother with it. Although one time at the age of fifteen he broke a brush off in his hair. Naelona thought it amusing, Kristopher did not.
He sighed softly and looked at Augusta, he has such a soft experssion as he kissed the blond a second time. Kristopher averted his eyes as he always did when nervous, shy, or unsure about something. He would of loved to say he had remembered something, but nothing returned to him. Nothing mentally at least, but what the mind forgot, the body remembers.
" you let me kiss you... do you just trust me, or do you actually remember something?"
He opened his mouth.
" except the piano lessons of course..."
And then promptly closed it.
After a moment he raised a hand up to mess with his short locks, which he would of done much easier if they where longer. "I-I'm sorry, I don't remember anything. But I do trust you. That counts for something doesn't?" He inquired softly as always. Funny, he trusted Augusta and hell, he was attracted to the older man which surprised him a bit. He had never been so attracted to someone in all his life, until now.
Then he smiled, "B-besides, I kinda liked the kiss."
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Sept 15, 2009 20:08:29 GMT -5
"I-I'm sorry, I don't remember anything. But I do trust you. That counts for something doesn't?"
Augy smiled, "yes, very much love, very much..." he said and kissed the boys neck lightly. In truth, Augy was very much relived to know he could hold and touch Kristopher again without him having a conniption. He had been holding himself back that he locked himself in his room for nights, just so he wouldn't do anything to upset the blond further. Self-torture for the greater good.
"B-besides, I kinda liked the kiss."
Augy lifted his head from the boys neck and smiled slyly, " is that so?" he said and leaned his face in dangerously close to Kris's, " you're stuttering too, are you nervous?" he said and tighten his arm pressing the blond against him. " you only stutter when your flustered or nervous..." he said softly, his voice beginning to go husky and his accent starting to show.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Sept 15, 2009 20:17:21 GMT -5
"yes, very much love, very much..."
The boy blushed lightly in Augusta's hold, he had no idea Augusta had been locking himself away at night and probably slamming his head against a wall. It was probably hard to have a lover with anmeisa and knew nothing about the realtionship really. Must be fustrating to an extereme.
The blond blushed a bit more and averted his eyes again, staring at the opposite wall. " is that so?" He heard Augusta say and looked back at him, his face was dangerously close to Kristophers. It took the boy by shock and he pulled back slightly.
" you're stuttering too, are you nervous?"
"Well...um..."
" you only stutter when your flustered or nervous..."
"Well of course I am! Your like, right there in my face and really, really, really close to me! How can I not be a bit of both and and other things when you are like....right there!" He said a bit too loudly but that happened when one was flustered and nervous. It couldn't be helped. "A---a--and what's that look about? You look like the cat who swallowed the canary..."
Or in Augy's case, was about to swallow the canary.
Kristopher noticed the change in his voice and blinked a few times, "Does your voice always get like that when your being coy?" It was rather. . .sexy.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Sept 15, 2009 20:26:41 GMT -5
Augusta felt the blond pull back, he didn't let the boy go but he took a step back with the blond, putting them up against the counter. Which put Kris in between a rock and a hard place, literally. because both of them knew Kris couldn't get passed him. And Kris couldn't get through the counter either.
"Well of course I am! Your like, right there in my face and really, really, really close to me! How can I not be a bit of both and and other things when you are like....right there! A---a--and what's that look about? You look like the cat who swallowed the canary..."
Augy was tempted to put a hand over the boys mouth to shut him up but all he did was keep that Cheshire grin, " What are you worrying about? " he asked softly, " Do you think I'm going to do something? Or maybe you want me to?" he said and watched the boy blink.
"Does your voice always get like that when your being coy?"
He chuckled, " oh the accent? Yes, my accent does show quite a bit when I'm being coy... Though my master doesn't call it that per say..." he said softly and leaned in and licked the blonds ear playfully.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Sept 15, 2009 20:39:39 GMT -5
Step. Step. Bump.
Kristopher felt the counter and blushed even more! What was Augusta thinking? What was he doing? And why in a public area? Hell what was Kristopher thinking?
" What are you worrying about? "
Good question, what was he worried about? Kristopher wasn't sure really but he had a few ideas and he wasn't sure if he had an active imagination or just plan freaking out. Plus that look on Augusta's face wasn't helping Kristopher Allen Roberts at all!
" Do you think I'm going to do something? Or maybe you want me to?"
Dear GOD IN HEAVEN! Kristopher's face turned even a bright shade of red, perhaps the brightest shade Augy has ever seen appear on Kristopher in their time as a couple. His hands lifted it themselves up and rested on the older boys chest.
"W--W--We are in a public area! And how am I supposed to know what you are thinking! And do---do wha----PUB-LIC AREA!" His green eyes grew huge, like that of a little kid. Hell, he was probably doing a perfect impression of Terrence Tao right now!
" oh the accent? Yes, my accent does show quite a bit when I'm being coy... Though my master doesn't call it that per say..."
"W--Wha does he call it then? The stalker voice?" Well, as husky as it was...it could be the voice of a french stalker....in France...
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Sept 15, 2009 20:47:35 GMT -5
"W--W--We are in a public area! And how am I supposed to know what you are thinking! And do---do wha----PUB-LIC AREA!"
The hands on his chest only made the moment more priceless. He grinned and leaned back in to the blond necks, licking all the way up Kris's skin and then kissing his way to the blonds lips. He paused before kissing the blond to say, " I know, exciting isn't it?"
He kissed the blond a bit more forcefully then usual and when he pulled away his breathing was heavy, "W--Wha does he call it then? The stalker voice?" Really now? a Stalker? Augy went from lover to stalker? That's a pretty far drop. He chuckled, " actually he claims it's my 'shagging voice' but... I've never really paid attention..." he said and chuckled lightly again.
He let the arm that was around Kris's waist drift up to the boys lower back, " and there was something I didn't finish properly last time..." he said with a look of thought on his face.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Sept 15, 2009 20:54:41 GMT -5
" I know, exciting isn't it?"
Exciting? EXCITING! How the hell was this exciting at any moment some could just walk in and see them like this! That would be...be...well he was sure but it seemed one thing stuck with Kristopher, he still did not like public affection in any form.
" actually he claims it's my 'shagging voice' but... I've never really paid attention..."
It was something, THAT was for sure and then he felt Augusta's hand move up to his back and Kristopher freaked. "Ah! No wait, stop. This is a public place and--and--and I can't do this---this---whatever you are thinking!" He said so fast it was a blur of words.
" and there was something I didn't finish properly last time..."
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god!
"Didn't finish properly last time? What are you talking abou---wait no, Im not sure if I am ready to know or find out! But we can't do anything here!" He then pushed on Augusta's chest, not like it would do much but the blond looked away like an embrassed and flustered little girl. It was cute really.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Sept 15, 2009 21:05:26 GMT -5
"Ah! No wait, stop. This is a public place and--and--and I can't do this---this---whatever you are thinking!"
Thank god Augy was French (in which they speak their language like Nascar drivers drive cars), because he understood that sentence, even at the speed Kris was saying it. He cold feel the 'goody-two-shoes' within him show up.
The talking and the pushing on his chest just made everything worse. He looked at Kris as he turned his head away, " are you saying not here, or not at all...?" he asked, his voice soft and less seductive then before. The smile had almost vanished from his pale face as he looked at the blond with a questioning look.
Why, God, why?! Why must the bad luck always come to the one who doesn't deserve it?!
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Sept 15, 2009 21:29:14 GMT -5
" are you saying not here, or not at all...?"
Kristopher did not look at Augusta, he wasn't sure if he wanted to or not. He could tell that Augusta wasn't too thrilled at the idea of Kristopher rejecting him. But it wasn't really a rejection. The blond chewed on his bottom lip and then answered slowly and softly, his hands still upon Augusta.
"Not here. . .and. . .I don't think..., I mean, um." How could he put it in a way that wouldn't hurt Augusta. It's not like Kristopher was trying to get out of it, he wouldn't mind...erm...being with Augusta in that way but it just didn't seem like the right time or maybe Kristopher was just too damn nervous? He wasn't sure which, he was acting like such an innocent little girl when he knew he wasn't innocent at all!
"It's just. . . to early. . . isn't?" He then spread a glance at the older man. Wondering if Augusta was going to get mad at him. Or even depressed.
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