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Post by arthur on Sept 6, 2011 17:28:44 GMT -5
Arthur opened the door slowly and peered in, rather shy. As calm as Nico's voice was he couldn't help but feel a little on edge. Seeing the man look a little tired, and somewhat calmer than before he walked into the room, standing there a little like a lemon. "Are you alright?" He asked, in a timid voice, more worried about how Nico might have felt than his own feelings right now, he couldn't imagine not being able to control yourself.
He walked a little closer still, more out of the curiosity about the bed than anything else, it was a strange thing to behold.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 6, 2011 17:40:24 GMT -5
"Yeah..." He croaked flicking a empty jerky bag off the bed. He nuzzled his pillow slightly. "I forgot to feed myself." Petting the bed for Arthur. "Come sit. Im quite tame now." He promised and his body languaged confirmed it as he was relaxed and almost asleep.
His full state was making him feel rather cuddly to. He love to see how well Arthur would fit in his arms.
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Post by arthur on Sept 6, 2011 17:46:05 GMT -5
Arthur thought about the offer for a minute and walked over to the bed, pushing at it a few times before deciding to sit down on it. It felt very strange an he wondered how on earth someone could sleep on it. "You say tame like you are an animal?" He asked, trying to sit a little more still on the bed that had creeped him out slightly. He smiled at the other man, wondering how he had suddenly become very docile.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 7, 2011 16:29:46 GMT -5
'You say tame likes you are an animal?' Oh this made Nico's mouth streach to an mad man's grin. Rows of razor teeth on show as he lent foreward and smiled more wrapping his arm's round Arthur's waiste. He frowned briefly and made a mental note to help the boy put on some weight. "Well they don't call me the land shark for no reason." He then sat up removing the tshirt. The tattoo on his shoulder was roughly bitten out but it had healed over in a smooth scar with traces of the ink. He then turned round and the tribal shark down his back now on show. "I'm a shifter...A shark one to be to the point."
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Post by arthur on Sept 7, 2011 16:38:24 GMT -5
There was a short pause when he saw the grin and Arthur made a noise as the arms groped around his waiste, he was scared mostly because the earlier attack was still in his mind but when he felt that it was a calm, gentle touch he seemed to calm almost instantly. He had a slight hint of red in his cheeks and they only got redder as Nico started to undress, almost wanting to cover his eyes. Arthur's eyes focused on the smooth scar before the shark tattoo on his back, marveling at it. He reached out a very carefuly hand out to touch the ink very carefully, not even thinking about his actions and he bit his lip. He hadn't touched a man like this before and he thought he may get his hand bitten off. "A shifter?" Arthur mused, half not listening, "I've not met any of your kind before..."
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 7, 2011 17:00:46 GMT -5
Nico shivered slightly as Arthur's fingers brushed over his back tracing the ink. He smiled softly to him and let his fingers explore his mind diving to the idea of them clawing at his skin as the other cried out his name. Damn he needed to get laid...but not while the boy was settling. "I'm fine as long as im well fed." He murmured. "If im full the shark in me is content. But i forgot to eat this morning so smelling your blood was like a all you can eat buffet for free calling me." A sheepish smile crossed his face. "Sorry about that...i will be sure to keep myself full."
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Post by arthur on Sept 7, 2011 17:06:33 GMT -5
Arthur's fingers seemed to not want to leave Nico's back, and there was a look of pure blissful content. He liked the feeling on his skin underneath his fingers and his blush was still showing in his cheeks. It took several minutes before Arthur snapped back into reality and withdrew his hand, looking away as if he had burnt himself. He looked up at Nico when he heard his words and smiled his nervous smile. "It's okay..." He said ever so softly, standing up to get ready to leave, "I'll be more careful next time, just sure I don't hurt myself." He felt so embarrassed, he didn't even know this man and he fancied him a little, despite his weird actions.
Arthur turned, feeling a little tired since it was late and began to walk to the door, rather slowly wondering what Nico must think of him. "Goodnight Nico..." He whispered, turning back to him for a second.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 7, 2011 17:14:07 GMT -5
Nico smiled. "Sleep well Arthur." He then stripped down and curled into bed. Tomorrow he have to invite Arcarus over to show off his new room mate. Arthur was way cuter then Seamus. They could drink and maybe a game of truth or dar or i never would get some information out about the boy. Curling into the sheets he smiled blissfully. Yes Arthur was cerrently intresting enough to keep around.
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Post by arthur on Sept 7, 2011 17:17:29 GMT -5
Arthur closed his door and took off the clothes that he had been given, used to sleeping in the nude he got into bed with thoughts fluttering through his mind about his new friend. He sighed, wondering how long he would be allowed to stay and if he should try and get a job to help out. It was too early to think about it right now, and his eyes closed before falling into a sleep~
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 8, 2011 0:21:26 GMT -5
-Time skip ~
Nico had finally rid himself of his guest's and the house was finally quiet. He had made Arcarus shit face so all was right in the world. He streached lazily wondering into the kitchen to get a bin bag. Collecting the rubbish had to be done even though the faint pounding in his head read a possible hang over and the need to sleep.
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Post by arthur on Sept 8, 2011 8:28:25 GMT -5
Arthur was laying on the sofa, he had gotten up rather early in the morning (as normal) and hadn't realised he was still a little under the influence of alcohol. He was impressed at first, thinking he didn't have a hang over and had started the cleaning, however, after an hour or two it began to hit him and he had needed a lay down. His arm was hung loosely over his head and he was half asleep when Nico entered. Arthur heard the man and felt a little confused at first to why his stomach had jumped, but then he remembered, I have never... Shit... He thought, deciding to stay pretending he was asleep, that game had embarrassed him and he wasn't going to make himself known just yet.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 9, 2011 11:19:36 GMT -5
Nico looked over as he entered the room. Cautiously taking a step foreward he carefully picked up the rubbish being as quiet as possible. He tip toe'd around the sofa arthur was asleep on tidying up discarded cans,bottles and plates. For as much of a party boy he acts like he hated the mess and unorganisation.
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Post by arthur on Sept 9, 2011 11:24:00 GMT -5
Arthur felt a little bad for pretending to be asleep, he had cleaned up most of the kitchen and some of this room so he thought he hadn't done too badly. Though his deception was hard to keep up because he was blushing a little under his arm. What had he done last night? He thought it would have to move out now, due to embarrassment more than anything. He wondered if Nico felt as hung over as he did and if he remembered a lot of what happened.
Peering out from behind his arm Arthur made to look at Nico as slyly as possible, to see if he could see the kind of state he was in, if he looked angry, or tired, either would be worrying in any case.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 11, 2011 13:00:48 GMT -5
Nico was smiling as he finished tidying feeling youthful and full of joy. He looked over to Arthur again and smiled. The boy had been so adorable last night he wish he had filmed it.
He walked over smiling as he saw Arthur still sleeping. Obviously hung over. The sofa was not a good place for him to sleep off that nasty hangover. Carefully scooping him up he carried him to his bed for a second he was tempted to place him in his bed for cuddles but he carefully went into Arthur's room and placed the boy in his big soft bed.
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Post by arthur on Sept 11, 2011 13:04:49 GMT -5
Arthur wasn't asleep, and as a result, when he was picked up he made a squeak, clinging to Nico very suddenly, scared he would be dropped. He looked up at Nico with large eyes still fully red from embarrassment. He looked away, seeing they were in his room and clung to Nico's shirt very carefully, not wanting to let go. He was worried what he felt about him, and it made him want to stay close, make up for whatever he may have done to make himself look stupid.
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