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Post by avery shill on Jan 10, 2013 6:38:37 GMT -5
There comes a point when, after a two hour drives, threats from the young male went from amusing to almost adorable. He was trying so hard to be rude and violent, and yet he was just red faced and huffing the whole time. He hadn't rolled out of the car yet. Not that he would, after all, He was blind-folded. It was sad how easy it had been to get the drop on the other male. It was too easy to tie the cloth around his eyes and scoop up that dandy male in his arms. Of course, his pretty little wrists were tied too, but loosely. By now, the car had come to a halt and the engine went silent. Ask's door opened and strong hands helped him from the car - releasing the boy's wrists and soon pulling away a cloth to relieve his quiet ( and obvious ) napper. With a smirk. "So nice of you to agree to a date"
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Post by asketill doctor on Jan 10, 2013 17:56:43 GMT -5
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"You've put lies into my mouth! I haven't agreed to anything. Not a date with you, or with anybody. I didn't agree to come out here with you. I said no," Asketill growled the moment his blindfold started to be removed by his attacker. This was a kidnapping. This was bondage. He'd been tied up and dragged somewhere against his own will. What sort of kinky fuck did Avery think he was? Asketill had other plans for the night. They might have been by himself, on the couch, with a movie and popcorn, but they were plans nonetheless. And now they were ruined, as usual, by the not so lovely Mister Shill. Thanks a lot. Asketill still jerked his head away though, turning himself to look at where on earth this man was trying to take him away too. This wasn't really what he'd expected. He was still frowning, yes, but his eyes were wide with surprise, staring out over the water and sparing a glance back at Avery. "Is it your plan to drown me? Is that it?" he questioned, but knew it wouldn't be true. Avery had never tried to kill him before. He didn't know why he'd even gone ahead to accuse him of it. It was all about flirting and touching. Never murder or abuse. [/style]
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Post by avery shill on Jan 10, 2013 18:46:07 GMT -5
Still ignoring the protests and huffing, Avery merely went to the back of the car and grabbed some items. Two towels, some trunks and a bottle of sunblock. Walking back to Asketill's side, Avery passed the trucks, towel and bottle. "We're going swimming". That was the last thing he said before walking down near the lake edge. It didn't take Avery long before he laid down the towel and used rocks to hold it in place. Looking back to his friend, a light smile appeared. He only wanted to swim, nothing more. Yet.
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Post by asketill doctor on Jan 10, 2013 20:45:41 GMT -5
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No way in hell. Asketill wasn't taking his clothes off in front of Avery. He hadn't brought swim gear! Avery had that already solved, most likely. Unless the other had skinny dipping planned. Then there was no possible way that Ask was going to be anywhere near that water. He had a body that he didn't want the world to see, especially not moderately good looking men who, for some reason, tried to spend a lot of time with him. He was ruined and he hid it, all day and every day. Ask's fingers gripped tightly at the front of his own shirt, gaze cast downward as he shook his head. "I don't want to swim. I don't like swimming," he snapped, his lips pursing into a tight and thin line as he tried to step back, closer to the vehicle. He wanted to go home. He didn't trust someone willing to drug him in order to spend time with him. That was creepy, and the last time he let Avery come near him. "Can't you take no for an answer and bring me home now?"[/style]
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Post by avery shill on Jan 10, 2013 20:54:47 GMT -5
There wasn't a chance in hell he was letting the other say no. Giving the other a grin, Avery stepped towards and gripped Asketill's upper arms a moment. He said nothing, merely stared at the other.. before the smile turned into a smirk and he slowly pulled away. Walking back towards the towel, Avery wasted no time in changing. First off with the shirt, than the bottoms. He cared little for people seeing his body, and most not Asketill. He was quick to pull on the swim trunks, turning back to Ask and motioning him over. "Put on the trunks.. if it bothers you that much, here". He balled up and chucked his shirt over to the other. "Wear that. I don't need it. Then nothing shows.. .. I just want to swim. with you.". His voice was soft, but he had that usual look. That stubborn look. Mostly saying put it on or he'd strip him down himself and throw him into the damn lake.
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Post by asketill doctor on Jan 10, 2013 21:09:20 GMT -5
[style=float:left; margin-right:5px; border: 1px solid #B63B3B; margin-top:-10px;] [/style]The redhead's face was as red as his hair, both hands lifting to cover his eyes as he turned away. He didn't need to see this. He didn't want to see this. Sure, he'd seen his fair share of male nudity- and female nudity- in the hospital. But not Avery. He didn't need to see Avery. "Why is this happening to me?" Ask mumbled to himself, voice muffled against his hands. He refused to look up until he couldn't hear any more rustling of clothing. When he did lift his head, he got a face full of shirt. Great. He caught it before it hit the ground and clutched it between his fingers, looking away hesitantly. "Will you at least look away while I change?! I'm not doing it with you here and staring!"
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Post by avery shill on Jan 10, 2013 21:13:38 GMT -5
He didn't turn away at first, just stared at him a few, long moments before rolling those dark eyes and turning his bare back to the other. Crossing his arms over his chest, Avery spoke in a sighed tone. "Not looking..!". It was followed by a mumbled ' fucking girl ' but he obeyed. He didn't look over once. However that meant nothing towards him imagining in his head. He had a detailed imagination. While he waited for the other, Avery moved towards the edge of the water and let up to his ankles dip into the chilled water. He let out a pleased sigh, enjoying the chill. It was faint for himself, but felt so wonderful even if only a bit. While he waited for the other, the male looked around for flat stones, skipping away in wait.
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Post by asketill doctor on Jan 10, 2013 21:20:16 GMT -5
[style=float:left; margin-right:5px; border: 1px solid #B63B3B; margin-top:-10px;] [/style]Asketill was as still as a stone until he was sure Avery wasn't looking. Only then did he, as fast as he could, strip himself of his clothing. He'd thrown off his bottoms first, so that he could hide himself with his shirt as she slipped on the swim shorts real quick, then the shirt. It revealed his scars, which started at his shoulder, at about his collar bone, and ran all the way down to his him- on the left side. Even his arm was enveloped with burns. But he threw on Avery's shirt, which he didn't care to get wet, and pulled on the sleeves to cover himself. He stumbled forward, his knees together as he took small and slow steps, wishing he could cover up his legs too. They were unscathed, but he was still shy about showing them. "I-is it cold...?"
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Post by avery shill on Jan 10, 2013 21:25:48 GMT -5
"Decent". Sparing the other a glance, Avery's eyes trailed over the other - mostly those legs. They were nice. Shapely like a woman's, but Avery had nothing against that. Without warning, he slid an arm around the other's lower back and tugged him close - so he too would be ankle deep. With the other so close, he could see just barely past the low collar of the shirt and at the discoloured skin. Leaning towards him, Avery gave the charred skin a faint peck, before slowly letting go and wading further into the water. "I suggest you follow, or I'll have to throw you in".
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Post by asketill doctor on Jan 10, 2013 21:40:07 GMT -5
[style=float:left; margin-right:5px; border: 1px solid #B63B3B; margin-top:-10px;] [/style]Ask didn't consider his legs feminine in the least. That would be one boring female. His legs weren't curvy or smooth. They were man legs- minus the thick rolls of muscle. He wasn't very fit. The kiss on his skin caused the boy's shoulders to lift, squishing up to his jaw to prevent him from kissing anywhere near his neck or collar again. He glared, but willingly took baby steps out deeper. He made it to his hips and stopped there. Both of his arms were wrapped tightly and warmly around himself as his teeth chattered together. "We couldn't have gone somewhere warmer?! Like... a bathhouse? Or, an indoor pool?"
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Post by avery shill on Jan 10, 2013 21:46:14 GMT -5
"I didn't think you would be okay with only a towel around me. Next time. Though I'll have to keep my arm around you - so no one tries to kidnap you~". He chuckled and watched the other curiously. That was it? Stepping towards him, Avery grabbed the boy's hips and tried to tug him in deeper, his grin growing as he softly kissed the other's .. cheek. "Don't be scared.. there is nothing in here but fish.". His arms slid around the other's waist, a kiss being pressed to his lower jaw now as he spoke in a whisper 'I won't let you drown'. Drown, get stung or bit, even drift away. Avery's arms were tight and secure around the other boy, having pulled them out enough to wet their chests.
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Post by asketill doctor on Jan 10, 2013 22:07:42 GMT -5
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"Fish and you. I think you're scarier than the fish," Asketill muttered, finding his chest against Avery's as they traveled deeper into the water. His breaths came quick and deep, trying not to panic. He wasn't afraid of what was in the water. He just didn't like the cold. Though he supposed it was better than Avery taking him on a trip to a volcano. He knew how to swim- or dog paddle at least- so he wasn't afraid of drowning as long as no water gijinka showed up to cause tidal waves or storms. It was just a lake. He went to places like these all the time as a child. Squirming, Asketill tried to get out of those arms and free from the creep. He was tired of this touching. He wasn't going to drown. If he did, it would be Avery's fault for probably pulling him under. "Get your lips off me, you damned molester!" the doctor growled, almost wanting to bite down on his arm, if it'd make him let go. But Ask didn't know how well Avery would feel it. [/style]
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Post by avery shill on Jan 10, 2013 22:17:30 GMT -5
Despite the protests and threats, Avery only have a short laughter. As if he would let him go. Instead Avery just stared at him a moment, slowly shaking his head. No, he was never going to let go. Asketill was far too much fun. Too cute, too amusing. He kept his hands above the man's waist line at least. He did not give his usual greeting grope. Look how well behaved he was! Settling a bit, however, Avery now frowned while staring at the other. "You really shouldn't be so mean. I'm trying to impress you."
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Post by asketill doctor on Jan 10, 2013 22:26:30 GMT -5
[style=float:left; margin-right:5px; border: 1px solid #B63B3B; margin-top:-10px;] [/style]"And you are failing. I don't find chloroform and blindfolds to be very impressive," Asketill stated, another shove at Avery's chest as he tried to lower hie head to duck under the arms that held him. Of course, it wasn't very effective, but he really wanted out. The close proximity sent his heart racing and set his face aflame. He at least tried to turn in his arms so that his back was toward him, rather than facing him. "If you want to impress me, let me go!" The boy snapped the words, a low growl in his voice as he lowered his head to try and hide his face against the arm that held him. He was tired of playing this game.
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Post by avery shill on Jan 10, 2013 22:47:53 GMT -5
He thought it was funny. Not everyone had a wonderful sense of humour like himself it seemed. What stiffs. While the other struggled, Avery only frowned. He leaned in close, letting just their noses brush as he spoke softly, even though there was no one else to hear. "If I let you go, i'm worried you'll be take with the tide". There was no tide. "Or someone will snatch away my little date~". There was no one else. It was just them, alone, in a giant lake.
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