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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 18, 2009 17:04:45 GMT -5
Adrian started and quickly set the teacup down.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 19, 2009 15:41:29 GMT -5
"Mmmwhat's wrong with your tea?" asked Adrien throatily, pausing to suck on his earlobe, hands just barely stroking, lingeringly, his waist.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 21, 2009 15:56:55 GMT -5
"You have no sense of timing."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 21, 2009 16:01:05 GMT -5
What that had to do with tea...
"You don't want tea right now?"
Lips leaving sweet impressions on the soft skin of his throat... It wasn't easy to blame the boy for being distracted.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 21, 2009 16:02:42 GMT -5
"It has nothing to do with my tea."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 21, 2009 16:03:54 GMT -5
Adrien pulled back in confusion to look at his face and try and read his expression instead.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 21, 2009 16:05:04 GMT -5
Adrian's eyes flickered up in Divine's direction.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 21, 2009 16:07:12 GMT -5
Divine was very carefully not looking. She had, after all, gone to the other side of the room so they wouldn't be bothered by her presence.
Adrien tracked his gaze and then looked back at him, not following. Tentatively, he leaned forward to give him a kiss.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 21, 2009 16:14:02 GMT -5
He kissed him back, a bit cursorially.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 21, 2009 16:16:31 GMT -5
Adrien's lips parted, teasingly, and he slid into Adrian's lap.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 21, 2009 16:26:35 GMT -5
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 21, 2009 16:31:36 GMT -5
Adrian was so warm. Adrien's was a blissful sigh.
Divine peeked and beamed at them from across the room, sipping her own tea and reading a magazine with something that would have been a smirk on a less good-natured, well-intentioned person.
On the couch, Adrien guided Adrian's gloved hands to his hips and then ran his fingers through his hair. All in all, not kissing most people did with a flat-mate in the room.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 21, 2009 16:36:47 GMT -5
"Mm. Yes, quite," said Adrian, mostly just to have something to say.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Sept 21, 2009 16:41:13 GMT -5
"Hmm? Oh," Adrien breathed in response. His fingers slid down from Adrian's hair. It was apparent in a moment where they'd gone when he tugged out his tucked-in shirt hem and pulled the shirt over his head.
He kissed Adrian again, tenderly, and pushed the long coat off his thighs, reaching up to undo the buttons on it.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Sept 21, 2009 17:35:03 GMT -5
"Adrien-"
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