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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 18, 2008 14:31:15 GMT -5
Michael raised an eyebrow at that question, "Are you sure you're okay?" he asked instead. Nothing had happened to him, there was no reason for Dare to ask, perhaps he had hit his head a little too hard. He sat up a little straighter still, putting his hand on the couch and straightening out his arm to lean on it. Through the remaining haze in his eyes shone worry, he hoped Dare hadn't hurt anything.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 18, 2008 14:37:11 GMT -5
"I'm fine," Dare said. "Totally copacetic." If he'd thought his body was in misery before, adding a headache definitely wasn't helping. Dare pulled down his hand and shook his head, trying to clear it, but only succeeding in making himself dizzier. He paused for a long moment to let it fade, then began pushing himself up to stand, not particularly caring about the state of his body right now. He just didn't want Michael worrying.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 18, 2008 14:48:20 GMT -5
Michael watched Dare, his eyebrows coming together in worry. It was only when Dare was fully standing that he realized his line of vision was in line with an uncomfortable part of Dare's body, and he turned his eyes quickly away, pushing himself up to fully sit and swinging his legs over the edge of the couch as he did so.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 18, 2008 14:53:39 GMT -5
Dare stood there until he was sure of his footing, then looked back at Michael to see that he'd moved. What they'd been doing was definitely over, by the looks of it. Dare resigned himself to the inevitable and took a deep breath, releasing it in a long exhalation. "I'm going to hit the bathroom," he said, "then maybe lie down. What about you? Are you sure you're okay?" Michael looked uncomfortable, and Dare just hoped he hadn't inadvertently done something wrong.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 18, 2008 15:01:25 GMT -5
Michael looked up at Dare and nodded, "Yes, I'm fine." He was, really, he just couldn't help some of Kane's words that floated around in his mind at Dare's mention of the bathroom, well, that combined with the heat in his own body from the kiss. He couldn't even begin to imagine trying out some of those suggestions, not with Dare there, but he could still think of them and consider.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Oct 18, 2008 15:16:52 GMT -5
Dare nodded at Michael. "All right, I'll see you in the bedroom?" he asked hopefully. "It might...be a bit." He had a feeling he was going to be making a habit of this. In fact, it was looking like he might want to take care of it after he clocked out at work, before coming home. But God, it had felt good while it lasted. Dare excused himself then, heading for the bathroom to take care of the problem easiest solved. magikal05.proboards46.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=jbedroom&thread=3723 |
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