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Apr 13, 2015 17:00:41 GMT
Post by LUKAS SAUVAGEAU on Apr 13, 2015 17:00:41 GMT
Blinking, Lance's touch snapped him out of wherever his thoughts had wandered. He leaned into the caress. All of this was so nice, even the words that dripped off the other's tongue. I like you. He couldn't help but let out a gentle laugh, taking the man's hand into his own. This moment, right now, he could feel his icy heart melting.
After all that work, this bastard was reviving him.
He'd chuckled, and cheekily murmured back, "Just like?" Lance was getting heavy. The boy nudged to let him up, unsure if it was really the man's weight, or the weight of his words.
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Apr 13, 2015 17:13:43 GMT
Post by LANCE DAVIDSON on Apr 13, 2015 17:13:43 GMT
Just like?
Lance didn't know. He swallowed thickly, glancing off to the side with just his eyes, contemplating the question. It seemed so unfair to ask that. He lifted slightly, to alleviate the weight, but not enough to give Lukas the room to sit up or get away.
Just like?
It echoed in his head, his eyes drifting to Lukas' again. He'd chuckled. Was it flattery? Or was it scrutiny? Lance couldn't tell and it chilled him on the inside.
"What about you?"
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Apr 13, 2015 17:22:33 GMT
Post by LUKAS SAUVAGEAU on Apr 13, 2015 17:22:33 GMT
Although he couldn't straighten up, there was enough room to lean back on his elbows. Lukas had a pleasant smile, so blissfully ignorant to the frost he'd sent to the other's heart. After all, he'd only been kidding. Seeing such a serious reaction, his brows arched. "I like you, too." He said simply, leaning up to peck the guy's lips. Except, he unexpectedly lingered there.
"You mentioned something about a bath?" He peeled back, hanging lazily with his elbows supporting him.
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Apr 13, 2015 17:31:10 GMT
Post by LANCE DAVIDSON on Apr 13, 2015 17:31:10 GMT
Lance was still as Lukas replied and placed a soft kiss to his lips. Lance didn't move anything about him, sitting there as he received the affection.
It felt like a soothe, a gentle caress to calm a worrying child, cooed by a mother. It was irritating, it felt artificial, but Lance didn't respond harshly. He took a soft intake of breath, as if to reply, but paused and let it out again slowly. Carefully.
"Yes," he replied calmly, and pulled away to stand, his motions fluid and easy. His steps were light as he crossed the room. Soon, the bath water filling the tub broke the silence, blending in with the pitter-patter of the rain hitting the window pane.
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Apr 13, 2015 17:50:46 GMT
Post by LUKAS SAUVAGEAU on Apr 13, 2015 17:50:46 GMT
It hadn't been that Lukas didn't mean what he said, he just wasn't... as verbal about how he felt. Sweet nothings, declarations of love, stuff like that didn't suit him. All he needed was the initial confirmation, then he was set on that belief. Trust. In any case, the room felt strange.
It seemed like Lance was moping. He watched the man walk away, and listened once the water throttled the plastic basin. The kid sighed, rolling onto his feet. Truthfully, he wasn't in any hurry to meet Lance in the bathroom. Lukas stopped at the doorway, smirking while he admired the bigger male.
"Hey."
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Apr 13, 2015 18:03:37 GMT
Post by LANCE DAVIDSON on Apr 13, 2015 18:03:37 GMT
He stood and looked back at the younger male when he'd heard his voice, perking a brow at him. "Yes?" He questioned, the water loud as the sound filled the room. He walked over to get closer to the other so he could better hear him when he spoke. His expression was plain again, not at all matching Lukas' smirk.
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Post by LUKAS SAUVAGEAU on Apr 14, 2015 7:23:53 GMT
It should have been obvious for Lance, a kid like Lukas didn't just stick around with anyone. He had his independence, and was more than willing to hoof it. Perhaps it was far too much a contrast from yesterday, especially the moment on the beach.
When the man came close enough, Lukas slid his palms up the other's arms and knitted his fingers together behind the nape of his neck. Standing on the tips of his toes, he lifted himself just enough to bring the guy down--close enough to lick his lips and nip his ear.
"Maybe I like-like you," he teased, "like, like-like. More than like."
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Apr 14, 2015 15:05:46 GMT
Post by LANCE DAVIDSON on Apr 14, 2015 15:05:46 GMT
An eyebrow quirked again as those hands slithered up his arms and those fingers laced behind his neck. Lance's own hands drifted to the boy's hips out of instinct as he looked down at him, his own eyes half-lidded and relaxed. "Maybe?" He questioned.
He, too, liked to hear these things. He hated guessing, assuming, being dragged though the mud. No, he wanted to know what was going on. Lance didn't have to be treated like some kind of prince, but he at least wanted to know where he stood with things. Even a little stability was helpful and greatly appreciated.
"I see how you look at me," he murmured, looking the boy up and down again the best he could in his current position.
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Apr 14, 2015 16:10:58 GMT
Post by LUKAS SAUVAGEAU on Apr 14, 2015 16:10:58 GMT
Lukas snickered, leaning in again to nip at his neck. Pretty soon the whole thing was gonna be one big, ugly bruise. Good. "How's that?" The kid purred, pulling on the man to get him to come with him to the bedroom. The tub would be alright for just a few minutes, right? It always took a while for tubs to fill up, so he wasn't readily concerned.
If anything, Lukas looked at Lance like he was starved.
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Apr 14, 2015 16:32:59 GMT
Post by LANCE DAVIDSON on Apr 14, 2015 16:32:59 GMT
Lukas always looked starved. He always seemed hungry. Lance wouldn't mind feeding him when he asked for it.
As he was pulled, he looked back at the water, afraid it would overflow, but it wasn't high enough yet. "Where are you taking me?" He questioned, knowing he was being pulled into the bedroom, but unknowing of why.
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