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Post by Markise Sterling on Jan 3, 2009 2:07:58 GMT -5
Markise moved easily with that light encouragement, turning further toward Mano as his hand crested one shoulder. He didn't have anything in mind beyond the kiss, and really, how could he have? The kiss was taking everything, and he wouldn't have changed it if he'd had the power. He had a vague thought that maybe he should slow down a little, but he loved thick hair, and so his fingers buried themselves in it. There was no place for thought here.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on Jan 3, 2009 12:02:50 GMT -5
Mano pulled his hand away from Markise's hair and dropped it to Markise's waist. He had no reason not to pull Markise closer. It was different with each person, and with Markise, Mano wanted him to be comfortable. He would change it up later, or another time. He was interested in what Markise knew and what he thought he knew. He tilted his head to deepen the kiss.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Jan 3, 2009 12:40:31 GMT -5
A low sound of pleasured interest rose from Markise's throat at the shift in the kiss. He followed willingly, eagerly, locking his desperation tightly away. He didn't want to ruin this. Still, he shifted against the couch, drawing one knee up as he turned, leaning closer. His other hand rose now, settling high on Mano's chest and sweeping back, his arm twining around the back of Mano's neck. Maybe it hadn't been very long since he'd been with Ariel in the scheme of things, but their relationship had been so intensely physical that it was hard not to entirely forget what his objections to this had been.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on Jan 3, 2009 20:01:31 GMT -5
Mano didn't keep himself from exploring Markise's mouth, it had been too long since he had seen someone like Markise, and he was going to make the most of it. His hand moved as Markise did, further around him to his back. His other uncurled from Markise's shoulder and worked its way down to his back to join the other.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Jan 3, 2009 20:53:51 GMT -5
Markise couldn't think to push forward, only to follow. Following was so good though. He swam through pleasure that didn't get to be too much somehow, no matter how thoroughly it affected him. He wanted to stay in this moment, wanted to perfect his part in it so he could enjoy it even more. It was so much infinitely different than kissing someone younger and less experienced.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on Jan 3, 2009 21:05:07 GMT -5
Mano kept a check on himself, just enough to know when it was time to slow down before he could get too far and lose control. When the time came, he slowly worked the kiss down, though he kept one arm around Markise. He blinked his eyes open and reached up with his other hand and ran it lightly through Markise's hair. He didn't speak just yet, but let the easy pleasure of the kiss run its course.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Jan 3, 2009 21:16:20 GMT -5
Markise released a soft sigh at the somehow comfortable end to the kiss. His lashes were heavy, but he managed to lift them, if only just past halfway. His pale eyes were hazed over, but there was a spark of awareness in them now. He knew how unlikely it was that he would have been able to pull back at any time. He'd been lost from those first few strokes of the kiss.
He could have purred at the hum, at the feel of those strong fingers sifting so casually through his hair. It hadn't at all been the desperate worship Ariel had given, but still, he didn't feel unappreciated. Evaluated perhaps, but not unappreciated. Markise didn't pull back, didn't slide his arms free, but as the hormones coursing through him attempted to settle, he felt almost as though he was waiting for a verdict.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on Jan 3, 2009 21:39:10 GMT -5
Mano's easy smile pulled at his lips and he dropped his hand from Markise's hair. His eyes shined with the approval he felt for Markise, and he settled back against the cushions, the arm at Markise's back remaining comfortably in its place. "So," he said, "How is that for your addiction?" he asked, his smile widening.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Jan 3, 2009 21:46:03 GMT -5
Markise's lips curved as well, though he twisted his threatening grin into a teasing near-smirk. "I think I'm going to need more before I can decide," he said, his soft voice slightly husky now. His gaze dropped to Mano's lips. "Much, much more," he amended. He could still taste... could still feel... He was definitely going to have something to think about before bed. In the morning. And any other time he needed solitude.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on Jan 3, 2009 21:55:40 GMT -5
Mano grinned, "Is that so?" He was amused at how Markise was reacting, though he did feel a twinge of pride at getting that reaction. "You don't want all of that tonight, do you?" He had thought to spread it out over another meeting or two, but if Markise was willing and wanted it, he would have no problem going ahead and finishing out what was going through his mind.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Jan 3, 2009 22:01:16 GMT -5
Did he? Markise broke his gaze from the spell of Mano's smile to look toward the windows, which were far too dark. He told himself that he didn't need to go that far, that he should be getting back to Hogwarts as soon as he could. The thought of agreeing to so much still made him nervous though, despite his body's quiet persistence that he'd feel much better if he did. "I shouldn't," Markise murmured.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on Jan 3, 2009 22:10:44 GMT -5
"Then don't," Mano said, pleased with what he had accomplished. "Go back to the school, you can come back whenever you want." A time he hoped came sooner rather than later. It would be a fun day when Markise came back, a day of experiments and learning each other's likes and dislikes. "I can expect you back, right?" he clarified, just once more.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Jan 3, 2009 22:21:50 GMT -5
Markise's gaze dropped at that, and one hand left Mano to twirl into his own hair. He glanced up at Mano and nodded, far more unsure whether it was right than whether or not he wanted it. "I'll come back," he promised. He didn't know how soon he'd be able to gather his courage for such a visit. In fact, he wasn't sure he'd be able to gather it at all. He could realize that the whole thing had been a moment of desperation and come to his senses. The bit of him that wasn't already hooked secretly hoped for that.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on Jan 3, 2009 22:27:20 GMT -5
Mano nodded and moved his hand against Markise's back as he thought and watched him. If Markise stayed in the school, there would be no way to go and get him if he decided to go against his promise. "I'll hold you to that," he said, the tease in his was debatable, a seriousness hovered just underneath the surface.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Jan 3, 2009 22:34:26 GMT -5
A tiny shiver snaked its way up Markise's spine, entirely independent of the smooth motions of Mano's hand. He glanced up, then nodded again, though inside he was reminding himself that he hadn't said when he'd come back. Right now he wanted another kiss, wanted more that he knew he couldn't take, but he told himself it was just proximity. If he didn't go through Diagon Alley for a while, he'd be safe, right? He was replaceable. Mano would forget him soon enough.
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