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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Nov 4, 2008 17:13:20 GMT -5
Michael still didn't fully get it, not immediately. But he slowly started to understand. He knew he loved Dare being in charge, it hadn't really occurred to him beyond more than a passing thought after that first day that Dare would want him to be in charge sometimes. There were a couple of times where Michael had done so, but they had all ended with their roles going right back to how they normally were fairly quickly. He also knew that if he thought about it too much, he wouldn't be able to. "You liked me doing that?" he asked, though he knew the answer.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Nov 4, 2008 17:39:49 GMT -5
Dare lowered his gaze, but nodded. "Well, not that specifically," he corrected, unsure if Michael was following him, or if he was still thinking about his moment of near-violence. "I don't have to be in charge," he said. "I like losing control as much as I like having it." Had Michael never thought about that? "You don't have to," Dare said, not wanting Michael to think there was anything Dare wasn't getting that he wanted. "I love what we have and what we do, it's just... I like that, too." Maybe he'd said it best at the masquerade while waxing poetic. "Firm against soft, hard meeting hard head-on, soft melting into soft," he murmured, half unaware he did so. Sometimes you want to be soft. Sometimes you can't help being hard.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Nov 4, 2008 17:56:01 GMT -5
Michael tilted his head again, still a little unsure. He wasn't the take-charge type, not when it came to relationships and things like that, though in other things he could be quick to take charge. He stepped forward and tilted his head up for a short kiss. "I can try, I guess," he said, looking up at Dare. He rather liked Dare being in control, though, so he wasn't going to force it. But if the urge came up, he wasn't going to push it away.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Nov 4, 2008 18:18:22 GMT -5
Dare stopped himself from saying you don't have to. He was finally learning that there was no stopping Michael once he'd decided to do something. Dare wrapped his arms around him instead and pulled him close, gathering Michael into his arms. "I don't know how I deserve all this," he murmured. He didn't know how he deserved everything Michael did for him, how he deserved to live this dream.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Nov 4, 2008 18:27:57 GMT -5
"I'm just trying to deserve you," Michael said, even softer, his voice only audible because his lips were so close to Dare's ear. He didn't know how he deserved Dare, and so it only seemed right to try to do what he wanted. Michael wrapped his arms up high around Dare again and sighed in comfort. The music was still pounding away, but being there like that with Dare didn't seem even the slightest out of place.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Nov 4, 2008 19:07:21 GMT -5
Dare squeezed his eyes tight at those words that he'd only just heard. "Let's go home," Dare murmured. He wanted to be alone with Michael now, to let today sink in while it was still perfect. Dare's fingers teased at the hem of the shirt Michael wore, then slid down to his hips. He pressed a light kiss to Michael's lips, then pulled back, giving another long look around the room.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Nov 4, 2008 19:17:46 GMT -5
Michael was perfectly okay with that suggestion, and looped his arm around Dare's waist to start fighting their way through the crowd to the door. "We'll come back again sometime," he promised, glancing up at Dare. It had been much too fun, even with the interruptions, to not come back again. And maybe Michael even looked forward to it.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Nov 4, 2008 19:44:44 GMT -5
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