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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 18, 2008 18:15:29 GMT -5
Markise blinked at that assertion. Ariel had certainly been gay a minute ago, but if he wanted to delude himself, then who was Markise to burst his bubble? "Fine, you're not gay," he said, trying not to sound too dismissive about the subject. "You can be straight as a rod for all I care. Call me Keesee and pretend I'm a girl if it makes you feel better." Markise let his eyes trail over Markise now that he was avoiding eye contact. He could hardly believe all that had just been pressed against him.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Oct 18, 2008 18:21:38 GMT -5
Ariel pressed his lips together as he slid on his socks and his shoes. He reached up and pulled the elastic band out of his hair, shaking it loose around his face as he put his hands at his belt. "You're obviously not a girl," he said when he finally looked at Markise, then his eyes darted down to the evidence, then back up again. "Put your clothes on," he said dismissively, turning his attention to his belt.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 18, 2008 18:27:14 GMT -5
Markise's brow rose with Ariel's pointed observation. "Thanks for noticing," he said dryly. "And I'm not getting dressed until my underwear are dry, they'll leave a spot on my pants." His underwear were mostly dry already, but Markise didn't feel like doing what an angry NOT GAY Ariel told him. So he lounged on the grass as he watched Ariel attempt to dress himself. He'd noticed that Ariel's pants were still unbuttoned and unzipped, but for the moment, he didn't think he'd say anything. Markise's lips curved.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Oct 18, 2008 18:33:00 GMT -5
Ariel bent and pulled out his wand, aiming it at Markise's dry-enough-already underwear and shooting a nonverbal drying spell at them. "There," he said, meeting Markise's eyes, "Now they are." Then he turned the wand to his hair and dried it, he hated walking around with wet hair, the rest of it didn't matter too much to him. He bent and strapped the wand back to his leg and ran his hand roughly through his hair as he stood.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 18, 2008 18:38:50 GMT -5
Markise's eyes widened, and his lips parted with shock. Ariel had just aimed a wand at his personal space! "Well thank you for helping!" he snapped, pushing to his feet mutinously. "But you've got no business telling me what to do, especially if you're going to be a jerk about it!" If he'd wanted dried so badly, he could have done it himself!
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Oct 18, 2008 18:45:36 GMT -5
"You've got no business kissing me," Ariel said before he truly thought out the consequences of his words. Only after they were out did he realize it could just be turned back on him, he had taken over the kiss quickly and it had been his. His eyes were hard, but that didn't mean they didn't trail down Markise's body, hovering at certain places he would like to... No, he did not want to touch Markise's thighs...or his chest...
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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 18, 2008 18:51:26 GMT -5
Markise could feel the heat in Ariel's gaze, and it drove him to insanity! It was all there, and he was just pretending it wasn't! And doing a pathetic job of it, too. Markise's chest rose and fell in quicker, deeper breaths as he struggled to hold onto his temper, or at least he thought he was holding onto it. Markise paused, biting his tongue against the harsh words hovering there, then all at once he closed the space between them and parted his lips against Areil's again, drawing his arms around Ariel, pressing firmly against him. You can pretend all you want, he thought.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Oct 18, 2008 19:01:13 GMT -5
Ariel silently cursed Markise, how dare he do that? But he couldn't stop himself from returning the kiss, which was immediately as intense as their last had been, with his arms wrapping reflexively around the slender body pressed against him. Part of him screamed to pull away while the other said to just give it up and go with it, because if it felt that good, why shouldn't he?
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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 18, 2008 19:06:40 GMT -5
Markise had been half prepared to be shoved away, and he knew it could still happen, he could feel that anger in the kiss again. It attracted him though, that Ariel was so attracted to him that he lost control. Markise's hands slid forward, around to Ariel's chest, then up, twining around the back of his neck to sink into that luscious hair. He was already losing himself again.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Oct 18, 2008 19:10:11 GMT -5
Ariel's hands spread out over that smooth back, holding that amazing body to his and he found himself wishing that he hadn't put his shirt on just yet. He wanted the kiss, wanted the contact, wanted Markise. And he couldn't make himself pull away, not yet, just a few more seconds...just a little longer and he would pull away and go up to the castle. Just a little longer.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 18, 2008 19:22:46 GMT -5
Markise pressed himself firmly to Ariel, his knees beginning to weaken with the intensity of the kiss. He could feel Ariel's desire, and it made his blood run, made his head whirl as he tried to keep up, matching every stroke with another. Markise knew how to kiss, and he knew how to take the submissive role without being passive. He did so now, letting Ariel have the lead, but taking every opportunity to find what Ariel liked, to show him what Markise liked.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Oct 18, 2008 19:29:07 GMT -5
Ariel was blown away by the kiss, so unlike anything he had experienced before. It was so strange kissing someone he actually was attracted to, where he didn't have to fake it or pretend that he enjoyed it to keep up face. Markise knew what he was doing, and it made it so hard for Ariel to convince himself to pull away. His arms only tightened as that one part tried to convince his body to pull away.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 18, 2008 19:37:44 GMT -5
A soft noise of pleasure slipped from Markise's lips into the hollow of Ariel's mouth at that added pressure. Something in Ariel's kiss told him--every time he'd ever shied away told him--that Ariel had never had a proper kiss before, though it was so good that it hardly even registered in Markise's mind. Markise's arms tightened around the back of Ariel's neck, one hand sifting through his thick hair, the other lowering, curving over Ariel's far shoulder. This was so unbelievably good.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Oct 18, 2008 19:46:08 GMT -5
Ariel could hear his heart pounding in his ears and could feel it pulsing through his veins, but he had to stop, had to. He didn't want to, it felt so good... He compromised by forcing his arms to unwrap from Markise, made his hands settle on Markise's hips, holding tightly there. Just a bit more, it won't hurt...just a little longer. He pushed with those hands and turned his head, breaking the kiss, his eyes closed as he tried to regain control.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 18, 2008 19:52:22 GMT -5
Markise was left reeling again, panting softly as he tried to figure out what had happened. Then he remembered. I'm not gay. At least he hadn't thrown Markise to the ground, or barked at him again. Markise unwound his arms, one folding lightly across his stomach as the other rose, pushing back a lock of fluffy, slightly damp white-gold. He didn't say anything, but looked up at Ariel, licking his lips and wondering what would happen now.
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