Kirk Lazarus
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Post by Kirk Lazarus on Aug 13, 2011 1:46:50 GMT -5
Moaning softly, he pressed his hips forward and kissed down his chest.
Kirk would realize the odd situation soon enough, but for the moment.
He was wholly and emphatically, Adrian Veidt.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 13, 2011 2:03:29 GMT -5
If Kirk was paying any attention, there was a lot to take in about Adrien's body - the Eye of Horus he'd gotten irreversibly tattooed onto his arm on his 19th birthday as a gift to Adrian and regretted since the end of the year, the tarnished cross necklace he often wore, and the many small, but plain abuse scars he'd earned over the years. Of course, Adrian Veidt had his own scars, and Adrien knew them only too well - but if he registered that they weren't there on the man he was about to make love to, it was on a subconscious level only.
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Kirk Lazarus
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Post by Kirk Lazarus on Aug 13, 2011 2:23:40 GMT -5
Kirk felt the tattoo, and acknowledged it.
He was too busy focusing on the other mans chest however to really get a good look at it.
Taking a second he looked up in to Adrien's eyes, looking tired.... and hungry.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 13, 2011 2:33:12 GMT -5
Adrien gazed back into his eyes for a split second as though a spell was about to broken. But it wasn't, and he darted up to kiss him deeply.
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Kirk Lazarus
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Post by Kirk Lazarus on Aug 13, 2011 2:34:57 GMT -5
Kirk almost smiled.
But didn't.
Because it would have been Kirk smiling, not, Adrian.
**FADE OUT**
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 13, 2011 2:40:49 GMT -5
Adrien lay beneath him, still shuddering a bit, warm and breathing heavily. He was rubbing the small of Kirk's back absent-mindedly, making small circle motions, sure that after so much thrusting he had to be a little bit sore.
He and Adrian hadn't made love since the night before New Years', and though he didn't know what it meant for their marriage that they'd done it, it had been... needed. He'd been incredibly on edge, and missed him in a physical, intuitive way that went far beyond sex. Still, he'd said he wanted a divorce. The guilt was totally killing him.
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Kirk Lazarus
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Post by Kirk Lazarus on Aug 13, 2011 2:48:09 GMT -5
His mind felt empty, purged.
His body of the other hand, felt better than it had in years, the boy knew what he was doing.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 13, 2011 3:03:42 GMT -5
((he can't roll onto his back they're on the couch. but you can change it later xD))
Adrien just lay there, trying to push the confusing thoughts out of his mind, pushing his fingers through his hair lovingly, but in a reserved, hesitant fashion, not wanting to love him as much as he still did.
He didn't want to think about the future or the past right now. He just wanted to focus on being there together - or not even that - on the sex they'd just had.
A moment later, the color slowly drained out of his face. Reliving that, he'd realized with a sickening jolt that every mid-love gasp or exclamation from his partner had been in English, which was not their native tongue.
Adrien's hand, feeling a little faint, slowly moved from his hair, to his ear, to the back of his neck, and over to his shoulder, where he recalled a very noticeable scar. His hand passed over it again and again, but there was nothing.
He stopped moving, staring up at the ceiling numb with shock. His hands stayed on his back without stroking, as lifeless as a doll's.
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Kirk Lazarus
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Post by Kirk Lazarus on Aug 14, 2011 1:37:22 GMT -5
((LOL! Oh man he was just floating there.))
Leaning back, he looked down at Adrien with a blank stare, before slowly moving down the couch.
What had just happened?
It wasn't something he hadn't felt before, being pulled so deeply in to a character, it had happened when he played Neil Armstrong.
But this was different.
When they found him trying to re-enter the atmosphere in the alley, he hadn't just had sex with Neil Armstrong's wife.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 14, 2011 1:53:15 GMT -5
((I figured he was resting against him or propped up))
Adrien was struck dumb. He sat up slowly and curled up in the corner, looking shocked.
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Kirk Lazarus
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Post by Kirk Lazarus on Aug 14, 2011 1:55:45 GMT -5
Leaning forward he reached for his pants and pulled them on, buckling them quickly.
A little shakily he grabbed for his cigarettes and offered one to Adrien.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 14, 2011 2:08:41 GMT -5
He accepted it with a shaky hand, still wearing nothing but ink and a cross.
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Kirk Lazarus
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Post by Kirk Lazarus on Aug 14, 2011 2:11:10 GMT -5
Lighting them both quickly he leaned back and felt himself calm.
There was nothing to say, he'd decided.
So he stayed quiet.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Aug 14, 2011 16:05:12 GMT -5
Adrien took a few puffs, but then just sat there in silence, half of the cigarette turning to ash unnoticed.
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Kirk Lazarus
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Post by Kirk Lazarus on Aug 15, 2011 3:24:39 GMT -5
Once his cigarette was finished he began to dress.
It was odd, he could think like himself, but when he went to speak "I apologize Adrien, I'm afraid in all the confusion I lost track of the time" he went to button up his shirt and looked down at the shocked young man with a look that said I know what you're going through but I'm afraid due to my lack of real understanding for human emotion I can't simply say it..
"I've got an appointment with Mr. Wood today, Mr. Grossman asked me to sit down with him and explain to him the importance of the movie. He's far too, excitable for Mr. Grossman's tastes."
Pushing his feet in to his shoes, he leaned down and placed a soft kiss on Adrien's forehead and handed him a business card "Call me, if you get a chance."
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