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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Dec 2, 2016 2:06:43 GMT -5
"Mmm" he set the clippers down and picked up a comb and began to comb his hair to show his work. He simply liked the way Adrian's hair fell and when given the opportunity to watch it in motion he took it.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Dec 2, 2016 2:08:48 GMT -5
"Thank you," he said, slightly embarrassed.
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Dec 2, 2016 2:11:23 GMT -5
"You're welcome" Dan replied, voice still low.
He set the comb down and touched Adrian's chin with a smirk.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Dec 2, 2016 2:14:15 GMT -5
"You're not disappointed I asked, are you?"
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Dec 2, 2016 2:20:36 GMT -5
"Of course not" Dan replied, his hand on Adrian's chin was strong "I'm honored." He leaned forward and kissed him gently, leaning back with the same smirk.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Dec 2, 2016 16:15:22 GMT -5
"Thank heavens the papers are no longer very invested in my love life," Adrian grumbled."This is exactly the kind of thing to get blown into something salacious-"
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Dec 2, 2016 17:21:54 GMT -5
Dan laughed "I'm sure some national enquirer type paper out there still cares. It's probably the same one that thinks Nixon was a mole person."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Dec 2, 2016 17:55:18 GMT -5
"Watch them try to turn this into something off-color about the act itself. You know that old joke, don't you?"
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Dec 2, 2016 19:29:42 GMT -5
"Hmm?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Dec 2, 2016 23:12:41 GMT -5
"A woman barber is getting ready to close up her shop for the night when a man comes in and asks if she'll take him. She's, of course, a very attractive young woman, and he has a kind of seedy air around him, so she's unsure, but she cautiously accepts and invites him to have a seat in the chair.
"He closes his eyes, she begins to cut his hair, and she begins to wonder what she's gotten herself into. Sure enough, she looks down at the cape and sees his fist moving up and down. The poor woman recognizes that she's got some kind of fetishist on her hands, and she rips off the cape to kick him out of her shop- and the man looks up at her in surprise, as she realizes he was only polishing his glasses."
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Dec 3, 2016 0:21:13 GMT -5
Dan snorted.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Dec 3, 2016 0:28:51 GMT -5
"What did you do back there anyway-"
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Dec 3, 2016 0:29:47 GMT -5
Dan grabbed a mirror "Leopards spots" he was joking of course.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Dec 3, 2016 0:38:56 GMT -5
He pushed it aside, not caring about that for now.
"...I enjoy knowing that you both have marked me in some way," he admitted, preoccupying himself with dusting the hair from his shoulders for the second time that day. "I hope this alleviated some of your disappointment."
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Dec 3, 2016 1:19:15 GMT -5
Dan just smiled and went to grab a broom.
It had.
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