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Post by Greenie on Mar 21, 2008 20:06:38 GMT -5
Mia gasped a bit when Morpheus began nibbling on his neck, and twisted away ever so slightly. He wasn't ready for this.. what Mo wanted, what it was obvious he was hoping for.
He didn't like him like that. He never had, Mo was just his best friend. Why did Mo want to, have to change that? It was obvious that no matter how the situation here ended up that they were going to walk away in a completely different relationship, and it was going to be for the worse.
No matter what Dysthymia did at this point, he was going to absolutely hate himself afterwords. It was now a matter of how deep the wound would be, on both of them.
The ferret quickly figured out that there was no easy physical escape from this, and had come to the conclusion that he probably wasn't going to bother trying anyways. He didn't mind being in the weasel's arms (essentially), that wasn't what bothered him. It was almost nice, if he pushed his thoughts away, actually being held for once in his life, by someone that cared about him for who he was, and not what he was supposed to be.
Before he realised that he'd made up his mind, he twisted his head around abruptly and pushed Mo back just enough so that he could stare into the other boy's eyes. His arms came forward to clamp around Mo's, and he locked his muscles to keep the weasel from moving any further while he simply stared, his expression hard and unfathomable.
Then he suddenly leaned forward and kissed him--rather roughly.
If this was going to happen, it was damn well going to happen on Mia's terms. He was going to hate himself, so he might as well just go all out and hate himself completely.
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Post by Kitty on Mar 21, 2008 20:35:59 GMT -5
The gasp delighted him, the pulling away did not. He was completely oblivious to the ferret's thought processes and, as usual, was simply living for the moment. He wasn't thinking about what would happen afterward, he wasn't thinking about how this would drastically change their relationship ... all he wanted to do was show his friend how much he really cared in the way his mind screamed would be the very best display. Not to mention the fact that being a terribly hormonal teenager did nothing but encourage him either.
When Mia looked at him he fully expected the most vicious of rejections, but that's not what he got. Out of pure shock he almost let his hold go completely, fur bristling in a mixture of surprise and delight. It was a short lived sensation and as soon as it passed he eagerly returned the gesture. He released his grip with one clawed paw to run said claws through the fur of the ferret's side, not light enough to tickle and not rough enough to cut. His bullheadedness seemed to be paying off for once in his life.
As much as he didn't want to, he had to break the kiss, awkward with muzzles as it was it had still been wonderful. However, if he was going to be getting what he wanted it certainly would not be in the kitchens. No, he didn't fancy anyone stumbling in and completely ruining the moment. No, especially not when he had a delightfully vacant room with locking doors for assured privacy.
He grinned mischievously as he caressed the ferret with his tail again, urging him gently in the direction of the stairwell Mia would know so well by now. His voice was a mix of charm, a purr and a growl..... and it nearly shook with excitement and the linger nervous feeling as well, giving him another less gentle hint as to where he wished them to go.
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Post by Kiki on Mar 22, 2008 1:48:03 GMT -5
Greenie and Kitty receive 1 token each, to be redeemed in Ashwin's Shoppe.
This will automatically be added to your recorded totals in the shoppe.
Congratulations, and keep up the good RP!
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Post by Greenie on Mar 23, 2008 11:55:00 GMT -5
When the kiss was broken, Dysthymia nearly ran right there. It was becoming more and more obvious that it was what his body wanted, and it was increasingly more difficult to ignore that, despite his head's best efforts.
Screw it. He said he would.. well, essentially.. and consequences be damned at this point. "Then take me somewhere else," He demanded, but didn't bother to wait for the weasel to move first. He grabbed the boy by the arm and quite literally dragged him out of the kitchens, through the stairwell that Mo had indicated. At the top he paused, his mind quickly calculating where would be the best place to go.. and it couldn't be his room, not with Vessatha or his siblings popping up at any given moment. It had to be Mo's room. Osias didn't check up on him, not anymore. His mind made up, he tightened the grip on Mo's wrist that had laxed and pulled him down the corridor.
Once they arrived he waited for the weasel to unlock the door, but shoved him inside quickly and locked it behind them, then withotu any further ado, pushed him on the bed, climbed up after him, straddled him, and began kissing him fiercly, not overly concerned with Mo's own comfort.
[[Time skip after this? Sorry about the delay in response <3]]
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Post by Kitty on Mar 23, 2008 14:00:44 GMT -5
That demand almost sent a shiver of delight down his spine, it thrilled him completely. It also cemented the idea that he'd finally been able to convince the ferret to give him what he wanted. He was surprised by the grab of his arm, but didn't protest at all to being dragged off. In fact, he went rather willingly, making the dragging minimal. He was also pleased that they wound up in front of the precise door he'd been aiming for without him having to say a word to Mia.
A rather roguish grin found it's way to his muzzle as he worked at unlocking the door, fumbling a bit out of sheer excitement. As soon as the door was opened he found himself being shoved inside and he couldn't exactly deny the fact that a part of him liked this treatment. As much as he'd loved the sense of control he had earlier, being controlled like this was just as good. But then again maybe it was just because of who was being rough with him.
He was pushed up onto his bed and gave a growl of delight, he hadn't known Mia had the strength in him to be so wonderfully forceful. His tail twitched a bit when he was all but pounced and once again he returned the rough kiss, his ears moving forward to a 'relaxed' position. At this point he'd allow Dysthymia to do whatever it was he pleased. He was getting what he'd wanted after all, he wasn't going to question it.
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He found himself waking up, curled next to a pleasantly warm form next to him. His ears shot forward with interest, and his body ached a bit, but as soon as he turned his head and spotted the vibrant pink fur he remembered the events of the previous evening and turned, murring pleasantly into the ferret's ear. It was odd that he'd woke before his friend, but he'd just run with it. His tail curled into it's happy shape as he waited for the boy to rouse. |
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Post by Greenie on Mar 23, 2008 17:21:22 GMT -5
Mia was nearly ready to bolt.
He hadn't been asleep for almost an hour, replaying the night's events and trying to figure out why in hell he'd done it. He hadn't and still didn't like Mo like that and had no interest in liking him like that, and only felt disgust for himeslf that his guard had been dropped enough that Mo had snuck through and trapped him.
He didn't blame Mo, but Mo was going to feel the effects.
The ferret's body had been relaxed simply because he knew Mo was still asleep, and there was no reason to be tensed. He hadn't left yet because he was, quite frankly, comfortable, and figured the weasel would sleep for a little bit longer.
He was wrong.
As soon as Dysthymia felt Morpheus stir, roll over and chirr in his ear he stiffened and swore lightly under his breath. Without waiting for a response he shoved himself off the bed and landed on the floor rather roughly--he hadn't realised one of his bindings was, as usual, wrapped around his arm, and had crashed instead of landing on his paws. He whimpered at the pain of the wires cutting into his arm but quickly unwrapped it and scattered for the doorway, all the while muttering, "I can't, I can't.." under his breath.
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Post by Kitty on Mar 23, 2008 17:46:17 GMT -5
Well, he'd expected the ferret to perhaps recoil or stiff from his invasion of his space... but he hadn't been expecting him to vacate the bed in the way he did. He moved to the edge, instantly concerned when he heard him crash and he opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out and he simply pulled his lower jaw back up. What could you say to someone who was, most obviously, trying their damnedest to get away from you.
When he made a move for the door Morpheus simply dropped back down to the bed, his ears drooping to the sides and his expression nothing more then a mix of confusion and a dash of sorrow. What did he do wrong? He'd thought... that he'd made everything right but obviously, obviously he had only served to upset the ferret further. He felt hot tears burning his eyes as he forced them back, he'd grown being taught that you were never to cry.... never. But he had to do osemthing... had to say something, and the question escaped his maw before he could think about what he was asking. His voice was just as pathetic as his expression was.
Besides, the ferret hadn't unlocked the door and opened it yet... he hoped he'd catch it...
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Post by Greenie on Mar 23, 2008 18:12:56 GMT -5
Mia paused and cringed. Was it worth it to answer, or to try to? There was a chance that answering would just make everything worse.. but also the chance that he could make it better.
Maybe. He would try, anyways.
The ferret slowly turned to face him, his struggle evident on his face. "I don't.. I don't like you like that! I can't be in a one-sided relationship, Mo..." His own tears began to spill forth as the images of how much he had just ruined his life began to flash over his mind. "Especially.... especially when the one-sided is me."
Unable to stop himself from crying, and not bothering to try like the weasel, he fled to the door and unlocked it as fast as he could, then fled through, not concerned with shutting it behind him, or that Mo might follow him.
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Post by Kitty on Mar 23, 2008 18:33:17 GMT -5
He waited for an answer and intended to stare the ferret down until he got one, or other the boy fled. He noted the cringe and his ears twitched back a little further at it, but he still waited. He wanted, needed, to know what was so terribly wrong with him that Mia was acting like he was. It didn't make any sense at all to him... they'd been friends forever, they ad such good times.. .got along so well and... he ... he was a Queen, what could be better then that?
The answer he got, however, was nothing short of devastating for the weasel mix. It didn't answer his question fully, but it did hurt... a lot actually. Even though he was fighting them, one or two of those burning tears escaped and soaked into his fur as the ferret unlocked and skittered out the door. He bristled, suddenly angry and got to his feet, hopping of the bed, He charged at the door but only threw his body against it, effectively slamming it. He then turned and threw himself back onto his bed and buried his head under his pillow.
This did nothing to lighten his mood, he could still smell Mia, and he couldn't help it... teachings be damned he needed to cry. And cry he did until he fell back to sleep, more miserable then he'd ever been and wanting nothing more then to be able to run to the comforting coolness of his father. But he couldn't even see his father so that was impossible... the thought only egged those tears on. Morpheus would not be showing up to any of the meals that day either... he wouldn't feel like food at all.
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