Nate Reynolds
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Arachnid Shifter
This will only hurt a little bit~
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Post by Nate Reynolds on Sept 22, 2011 8:03:42 GMT -5
Nate kissed back happily, loving the sensations flooding his veins. He felt wanted and loved, happy and relieved that the one man he adored liked him too; he hadn't felt this way in a long, long time. Hell, the last time he'd felt like this had been years ago, and it had never been this strong, never this comforting. He smiled and cuddled Remi tightly as he nuzzled, kissing deeper and more confidently before looking into his eyes as he spoke, his heart warming as he heard Remiel promise to be his.
"Remi, it's alright. I don't mind that you've...explored. It's nice to know that you've tried all this and yet you still want me. And of course I'm yours, all yours." he smiled and rubbed noses softly, "So we're going to this party as a couple. Which means...people won't try to kiss us or have sex with us. They'll just act like friends, right?" Nate didn't know Remiel's friends and he didn't know how they'd react when they ofund out Remi was taken now.
He got changed into the clothes Remi had picked out for him and grabbed his wallet and keys. As he stuffed them in his pocket he smiled and hugged Remi. He'd never thought things would fall into place like this...or just fall to earth like this but the fact was, he was grateful that Remi was finally his.
"If we don't move soon, we'll miss the party altogether."
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Post by Arcarus king on Sept 22, 2011 15:09:32 GMT -5
King growled at the other man, in more of a warning tone than he had before, clearly no longer joking. He was a possessive man, and when it came to his friendship with Nico it was a case of 'everything goes' as long as King didn't have to share what he felt was truly his. He seemed to crush the beer can rather easily after he finished drinking it, turning to the other man and smacking him rather forcefully on the side of the head. "I'll buy whatever I damn please and you aren't going to touch him. He's Mine." It was obvious the shifter wasn't pleased in the slightest, and he found it hard to contain his emotions at times like this. King knew if Nico wanted it to be a pleasant party, he would have to shut up right now about touching his things. King could make this horrid for all of them.
"You better hope I cheer up fast sharky. You know just how irritating I can be for you~" Though King's voice sounded off still, there was a slight hint of a smirk on his face as he grabbed yet another drink, opening it with his long nails and watching Nico with narrow eyes.
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Post by Seamus Lynch on Sept 26, 2011 16:47:00 GMT -5
"From what master has said about him." He took a sip sucking on the ice cube in his right cheek. Eyes flicking over to his master and the shark in question. "He's a bit of a party boy..." The small pink tongue swiped at his lips to gather any droplets that wanted to escape. "But he's someone Master would never want to lose from his life..." He smiled kindly to Arthur. "I think your someone Nico wouldn't want to lose from his life either."
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Remiel
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Fallen Angel
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Post by Remiel on Sept 28, 2011 9:34:49 GMT -5
Remi looked a little lost as Nate pressed his nose against Remi's, not knowing what this action was. He decided to reciprocate the movement, smiling softly at Nate. "I think they'll be okay" Remi chuckled softly, not picking up on Nate's nervous tone. "Their nice guys~"
Remi got dressed in the clothing he had chosen, cuddled Nate then grabbed Nate's hand, squeezing it tight. He wanted to stay close to the other, and knew he'd probably try and maintain contact all night, only letting go when he really had to. "Alright then....lets make a move!" Remi grinned and tugged Nate's hand, leading him out the door.
King had given Remi directions to Nico's, and with his sense of direction Remi got them there in no time at all. He knocked on the door to the condo, keeping Nate close. "So.....do I introduce you as my boyfriend or...?" Remi asked, new to all this relationship stuff. He didn't quite know if Nate wanted to go public or not, and thought it best he asked before he put his foot in his mouth.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Oct 14, 2011 3:54:05 GMT -5
Nico grinned and petted King's shoulder and took a swing of his beer. "Do not worry kitty. He's yours...anyway I have something different in mind." His eyes flicked over to Arthur who still seemed nerveous about everything still. He frowned slightly wishing the boy would relax. What would he do if he had to come face to face with his shark fourm? Nico couldn't go much longer without changing. He'd start getting cranky soon and King knew how bad he'd got when he really needed to change.
Handing King enougher beer after ripping the cap off with his teeth he smiled. "So? The boy is settling well then?" he asked. He couldn't help but be happy that King had found someone who peeked his intrest.
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Post by arthur on Oct 14, 2011 9:34:43 GMT -5
It seemed off talking about people this easily, calling them 'master' was never something Arthur, as a previous slave, had never got used to. He had never stayed long enough to call them anything other than the occasional swear word or 'sir/madam'. He wondered just how Seamus was so okay with being owned, maybe he didn't have a family like Arthur thought he did. Though curious, he thought it might be a little too rude to ask, so tried to push the thoughts from his mind. Nico did seem like a kind of a party boy, which wasn't a bad thing as such, he just hoped he wouldn't be invited to many of them, not being a terribly confident character. "I... Uh... thank you." He blushed, taking another rather cautious sip of whiskey. Damn it was strong.
He let his eyes look over at Nico and King for a minute, turning away very sharply when he saw the shark man looking at him. He really hoped he hadn't seen him looking. He looked at Seamus again, and for a while, really wanted something out of the blue to happen, just to take his mind of everything. "So... um. Why whiskey?" He asked, a slight laugh in his voice while almost poking his drink with his tongue.
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