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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 12, 2008 21:13:11 GMT -5
Michael sighed and made himself pull his eyes open to pay attention to whatever it was that Dare had said. "You trust me to work in there?" he asked, pulling his head up enough to look at Dare. He grinned and his eyes sparkled, who knew what he would do in the kitchen? He was willing to try to help, he figured that Dare would be able to keep both of their tempers down long enough to get everything done.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 12, 2008 21:19:43 GMT -5
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 13, 2008 9:58:50 GMT -5
Dare didn't let go of Michael's hand until they'd reached that low table and the bag with the camera in it. "So where do you want to do this?" he asked. "In here?" They couldn't very well head to the school with food cooking, and if the focus of the picture was them, he supposed the background didn't matter anyway.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 13, 2008 10:10:07 GMT -5
The smile that had come from Dare's enthusiasm at the idea of pictures was still on Michael's lips as he shrugged lightly, "In here's fine with me." Where else in the place would they take a picture to send his friend? His mind pushed away the thought of the bedroom, there were enough people thinking they were having sex without sending that idea to Markise.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 13, 2008 10:21:40 GMT -5
"Works for me," Dare said, turning the camera over in his hands. "There should be like, a delay or something on this," he mused. He looked the camera over until he found it, then drew out his wand to get it set. He figured thirty seconds was enough to get settled on the couch, so he found a place for the camera to sit that would be at a decent angle, then turned back to Michael with a smile and shining eyes. His smile widened with mischief, and he caught Michael around the waist, pulling him down to the couch.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 13, 2008 10:43:17 GMT -5
Michael laughed softly as he was pulled down to the couch, his legs off to the side and his body leaning against Dare's, arms laying against the ones around his waist. He glanced up at Dare but forced his eyes back towards the camera as he leaned his head against Dare's. It felt comfortable and intimate, with the shoulder firm at his back, and he was still smiling broadly when the picture took.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 13, 2008 11:00:04 GMT -5
Dare had only just looked at the camera when it clicked, and after, he returned his gaze to Michael. His eyes slid to that smile, and he couldn't help smiling himself, couldn't stop the swell of his chest at seeing Michael so happy, so comfortable in his arms. Dare pulled Michael tighter, then dipped his head, pressing a laughing kiss to his cheek, just as the first photo slid onto the table and the second clicked.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 13, 2008 11:14:53 GMT -5
Michael laughed and looked up at Dare, momentarily forgetting the camera as he kissed his jaw and then met his eyes. He shifted closer to Dare in response to the tightening of his arms, and pulled one leg up, setting his foot on the edge of the couch. He only remembered the camera when he heard it click, and he only grinned at Dare, it was going to be interesting looking at those pictures in the end.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 13, 2008 11:20:50 GMT -5
Dare was grinning right back at Michael, his eyes glittering. He forgot the camera for the moment too, and his gaze dropped to Michael's lips. His jaw tingled from that brief kiss, and his lips tingled with wanting their turn. Dare leaned forward, catching Michael's lip playfully, then parting his own to kiss him. He'd been sharing teasing kisses with Michael since he'd gotten here today, and he wanted just one proper kiss...
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 13, 2008 11:32:05 GMT -5
Michael gladly returned the kiss, opening his lips for it. He gave no thought for the camera, for the fact that their actions were going to be put to a page. It was a relief after the ups and downs of the day, during which they had only had brief kisses, and during the past few days he had gotten used to more. One hand spread out over Dare's arms and his other fell to rest against Dare's knee.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 13, 2008 11:38:32 GMT -5
It seemed like the kiss had just begun when Dare realized the timer was going off, and the smell of food became distracting. He groaned with displeasure as he broke the kiss, only r e m e m b e r i n g the camera as his gaze swung toward the kitchen and caught it in his line of vision. His eyes widened, and he pulled out his wand, flicking it to stop the camera. The smell of the chicken was strong, and Dare didn't know how long the timer had been going off, so he threw a deeply apologetic look at Michael and headed for the kitchen. magikal05.proboards46.com/index.cgi?board=jkitchen&action=display&thread=3701&page=2#75553 |
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 13, 2008 13:27:56 GMT -5
Dare didn't let himself look at the couch too long before he sat, arranging his plate on his lap and setting the butterbeer on the floor between his feet. He looked up, waiting for Michael to join him, his stomach rumbling in protest to the continued wait.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 13, 2008 13:40:43 GMT -5
Michael followed soon after, copying Dare's movements and picking up his fork. He paused a moment before deciding to just start in. "You know," he said after a bite or two. "If it'll be like this every time, maybe I shouldn't learn to cook," he finished, glancing up at Dare and grinning before focusing on his plate again.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 13, 2008 13:45:25 GMT -5
Dare's lips quirked as he looked aside at Michael. "Maybe I'll make you wash dishes," he suggested. It was an amusing picture, Michael, who for as down to earth as he was hadn't known a decent cleaning spell until recently, scrubbing plates and pans. "Maybe I'll make you do it the Muggle way," he teased, then turned back to devouring the contents of his plate.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 13, 2008 13:59:17 GMT -5
Michael wrinkled his nose at that idea and shook his head, he would search for a spell to do it, why do it the muggle way when he had a perfectly good wand in his hand? "I don't know about that, Dare," he said, moving on to another part of his plate. He smiled and shook his head again, he didn't mind helping, but doing it the muggle way wasn't high on his list of things he wanted to do.
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