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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 28, 2007 14:20:30 GMT -5
Emilian walked up behind Michael, "Since when do you speak to me like that?" he asked, low and dangerous, his mouth just beside Michael's ear.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 28, 2007 14:22:31 GMT -5
Michael licked his lips, a nervous habit he always had around Emilian. "Since now," he said softly, not moving away, though Emilian's breath on his ear made him twinge slightly.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 28, 2007 14:28:31 GMT -5
"Is my little Michael finally growing some?" he asked, a grin evident in his voice. He reached up and pulled the curtain of red hair from his neck and smiled as he looked at the exposed skin.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 28, 2007 14:33:40 GMT -5
Goosebumps spread across Michael's neck and he looked back over his shoulder. "Why are you here?" he asked, "What do you want?" other than a good lay, he finished to himself.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 28, 2007 14:37:31 GMT -5
"I'm here because our families sent me," Emilian said, running a finger along the skin now covered in tiny bumps. "Now what I want is something completely different."
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 28, 2007 14:40:34 GMT -5
Michael didn't move, knowing that Emilian would be more likely to pull his wand if he did. "And what would that be?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 28, 2007 14:44:18 GMT -5
"I've been good the last four or five years, I've let you by, though goodness knows I wish I could have taken you the minute you turned thirteen." Emilian grinned as he lay his lips lightly on the skin, wondering how long it'd take for Michael to pull away from him.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 28, 2007 14:49:53 GMT -5
Michael watched his movements and grimaced at the sensation, "Any chance you'd let the girls free if I ah...." he trailed off, the idea sickened him, but if it would save Savannah and Anna from anything happening....
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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 28, 2007 14:56:21 GMT -5
"I don't make those kinds of promises, though it's so kind of you to offer," Emilian said, smiling. He put an arm around Michael's waist, "Of course, I'll take you up on it and try my very best," he said softly.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 28, 2007 14:59:42 GMT -5
Michael grabbed his arm and pulled it off, pushing him backwards, "I can't," he said, shaking his head. He turned around and looked at Emilian. "How about you just stay away from them?"
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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 28, 2007 15:02:35 GMT -5
Emilian took a few steps backwards to keep his balance but walked right back up to Michael. "How about you tell me all about what you've been doing, and I'll enjoy whomever I want? They don't seem to mind."
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 28, 2007 15:06:04 GMT -5
Michael narrowed his eyes, "You should know as much as you need to." The letter had explained everything, and there had been enough time for his parents to send a copy back to Emilian. "And if I hear of you violating anyone else, I swear I'll come after you."
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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 28, 2007 15:10:13 GMT -5
"Now now, you know better than to threaten me," Emilian said, a smug smile on his face. "We both know I can control you." He took a step forward and led a finger down Michael's jaw, "You know, I've always loved your facial structure, so strong."
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 28, 2007 15:16:31 GMT -5
Michael breathed hard out of his nose and turned his head to the side, away from Emilian's touch. "You don't control me," he said softly, his thoughts moving to Anna, what would he do to save her?
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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 28, 2007 15:19:57 GMT -5
"I don't?" Emilian asked, then gave a sadistic grin as he leaned forward to whisper in his ear, "So who's this Annabelle whose name I've heard mentioned through these halls?" Walking around the school he had picked up the general idea of who was with who and who hated who. His eyes glinted, knowing he had hit the nail on the head.
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