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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 25, 2008 9:23:43 GMT -5
Markise's lips curved at the obvious insinuation. "I think I know exactly what to give you," Markise said, his voice heavy with suggestion. "It'll be better if you kiss me first." Anticipation would only make it better, and if Markise got a kiss out of it... Markise leaned into Ariel, parting his lips slightly just a breath away from his. He wanted Ariel to kiss him this time. And, just maybe, he could get rid of his gum.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Oct 25, 2008 9:27:23 GMT -5
Ariel's eyes brightened, but he didn't immediately kiss Markise, waiting as long as he could before he tilted his head just that small bit to meet Markise's lips. He had momentarily forgotten about the gum, so didn't spare a thought for deepening the kiss. It seemed like it would be a good birthday, the few hours he had left, at least. It had already been one of his best, and kissing Markise, and possibly more, was quickly shooting it up the ranks to his best.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 25, 2008 12:55:14 GMT -5
Markise took Ariel's kiss gratefully. It amazed him to no end how much he could feel that Ariel wanted him, how much he knew Ariel liked this. This wasn't just a kiss for Ariel, it was an experience, and that made it just as much of one for Markise. One of Markise's hands slid up the back of Ariel's neck to stroke the hair at the base of his skull as the other hand curved against the dip between his neck and shoulder. He took the kiss, and gave it back, letting Ariel lead as much as he wanted and guiding from the shadows. When he was ready to go on, he rolled his gum against Ariel's tongue, then pulled back, giving him a heated look. He wanted to watch the anticipation as his hands began working Ariel's present free. Then he moved, his eyes slipped closed, and he began slow torture.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Oct 25, 2008 19:53:04 GMT -5
Ariel hadn't expected to end up with that gum, but he wasn't about to give it up, just the knowledge that it had been Markise's made a small thrill go through him, like he had done something forbidden. And then the actual forbidden, which truly was torture. His hands reached out to find something, but only found Markise's shoulders and hair, but he took whatever he could as he tried to focus on staying upright once it was all over. He forced his hands to loosen their hold and tried to convince himself to calm down, but he just couldn't help but think that he really wished his birthday happened more than once a year.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 25, 2008 20:14:45 GMT -5
Markise's pale eyes were glittering in the slowly dimming light when he straightened. His hands found Ariel's hips and held on as he brought their bodies lightly against one another. Markise wanted, but he wouldn't ask. That had been a gift, with no expectation of return. He wouldn't refuse, though. Markise almost asked if Ariel had liked his birthday present, loving the ego stroke that came with hearing it. He didn't need to though, the answer was written on Ariel's face, in the way his athletic form looked so soft and relaxed. "Happy birthday," Markise said instead.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Oct 25, 2008 20:20:46 GMT -5
Ariel sighed contentedly and put his clothes right before one arm found its way around Markise and the other hand trailed down his front. It wasn't right to Ariel to not return anything when he had felt so good, and maybe he was being a little selfish. He liked how Markise looked, loved knowing that his hands could bring such a reaction. "It has been a good birthday," he said as he blew a teasing bubble with the gum and his hand began to move.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 25, 2008 20:28:16 GMT -5
A light gasp escaped Markise's lips at the feel of Ariel's hand. His own hands tightened against Ariel's hips, then his neck stretched, just far enough to pop that bubble with his teeth. His eyes closed then and his lips sought Ariel's, his brows knitting. It was so good, and Markise couldn't help the little sounds he made, couldn't help the motions of his hands beneath Ariel's shirt. When it was over, his eyes opened again, and he looked up at Ariel half starry-eyed. It was a rare occasion that he'd ever gotten anything after he gave.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Oct 25, 2008 20:37:18 GMT -5
Ariel hadn't had a thought that Markise wouldn't be used to getting anything back, it only seemed right in Ariel's mind. And that look that he got when it was all over didn't hurt. It made his chest swell, along with his pride, and the sounds that he had heard had only increased the pride he felt in his actions. He hadn't thought it possible to get such a boost of confidence from making someone else feel good.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 25, 2008 20:42:09 GMT -5
Markise loved the look in Ariel's eyes right now, like he couldn't be happier to have done that for him. Markise's hands slid around to Ariel's back, wrapping around his waist to clasp one another behind him, and he leaned forward again, leaving his pants in their current condition without a thought. "Are you sure you haven't done this before?" he asked, the words a suggestive tease. In some ways it was easy to tell Ariel really was the near-virgin he claimed. He was so in awe at everything, so amazingly eager. But the way he moved, the way he kissed, begged to differ. Here was a man who knew exactly what to do.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Oct 25, 2008 20:52:33 GMT -5
"I wouldn't say I've never done it before," Ariel said, "But having someone else in the equation is new." It helped to know what he liked himself, apparently. Besides, it wasn't like he had never thought about it before, even if he had denied so vehemently that he was gay. Well, he still denied it, but details. His arms wrapped tightly around Markise and his hands found their way under his shirt.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 25, 2008 21:00:26 GMT -5
Markise laughed lightly at Ariel's reply, the obvious answer and one Markise hadn't seen coming somehow. He pressed against Ariel, his eyes traveling slowly over that chiseled jaw and those soft lips. "It's good to know you practiced for me," he teased, then lifted a gently laughing gaze to Ariel's. God, he was loving this. Actually sharing, though he reminded himself that it had only been twice now. Being able to tease. And the fire. It was amazing how much they wanted each other.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Oct 25, 2008 21:12:36 GMT -5
Ariel's eyes sparked faintly in recognition of the tease then trailed over Markise's face, hovering on his lips and eyes. The feel of that body pressed against him wasn't doing much to help him figure out something intelligent to say in response to the tease, so he quickly gave up trying and bent his head for a kiss. It was his birthday, he was allowed whatever he wanted, at least for the next few hours.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 25, 2008 21:19:13 GMT -5
Markise hummed in light pleasure as his lips parted softly for Ariel. He was surprised again at Ariel's eagerness, and part of his mind wondered idly if the man was as insatiable as he was irresistible. Markise couldn't resist, and he didn't mind a bit. He could only manage to encourage, drawing his arms free, then wrapping them high against Ariel's shoulders. He loved sinking his hands into that mane of hair. Anything Ariel wanted tonight was his, Markise had no argument in him. Happy birthday.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Oct 25, 2008 21:30:31 GMT -5
Ariel didn't even attempt to pretend he wanted just the kiss and pulled Markise's body tight against his. He loved the feel of that body so tight against him, the smooth chest and stomach that fit so much better than the rounder female form he had tried to convince himself to be with so many times. It just felt so good, and Ariel wasn't going to resist the chance to take what he had felt for so long and finally get it out.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 25, 2008 21:42:53 GMT -5
Markise gave a surprised sound that melted into appreciation for Ariel's boldness. He pressed himself firmly against Ariel, parting his lips wider in invitation, and his brows knitted again as he let his mind go. There was no reason for thought right now, not with Ariel holding him like this, kissing him like this. Just that one act of Ariel giving to him had laid down several stones on the metaphorical path to trust. Markise wanted to trust him, and so he took Ariel for what he knew now, and exalted in him.
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