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Post by Eros d'Avonderre on Jun 2, 2009 19:35:20 GMT -5
Eros's lips curved into a smirk that would have been wolfish had it been any broader. "Oh, indeed, I can," he said, his voice lowering a bit at the new direction this game had taken. "I had only thought it rather presumptuous to ask for more." A weekend would have been quite a bit of fun, but the more this went on, the more he doubted it would be enough to satisfy his curiosity.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on Jun 2, 2009 19:53:27 GMT -5
"Now, now, you have to give Markise some time to rest," Mano pointed out, his lips curled up in a smile. He knew that Markise wasn't nearly as used to it all as they were, and a lengthy session of sight-seeing might be a little too much for him to just turn around and be ready for another as soon as Eros would be.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Jun 2, 2009 20:12:57 GMT -5
Markise knew nothing about how much an entire weekend might entail, and to be truthful, this was more of a game to him than anything. Still, game or not, he wasn't about to submit to any slights, teasing, imagined, or otherwise, on his resilience. "I can keep up with more than you know," he said, looking aside at Mano from beneath his darkened lashes.
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Post by Carolynn Firebrand on Jun 2, 2009 20:42:48 GMT -5
"Oooo, I think that might have been a bit of a challenge, Mano. Maybe even you, too, Eros," Carolynn said, her voice shaking slightly with a soft laugh. Her eyes sparkled at the two men before settling on Markise. She wondered if he had any idea what he was getting into saying something like that.
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Post by Eros d'Avonderre on Jun 2, 2009 20:55:03 GMT -5
One of Eros's brows arched visibly at that, and though his gaze flickered from Markise to Caro, it settled on Mano. "Methinks the pup is begging a lesson," he suggested, his mind already beginning to work. He rarely so much as considered a ménage à trois outside observation, but this had possibilities. Of course, he couldn't imagine that Caro wouldn't want to watch, but perhaps he could make an allowance.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on Jun 2, 2009 21:04:03 GMT -5
Mano grinned and he met Eros' eyes. "It seems as though he is," he said, then turned his eyes to Markise for a moment before looking back at his old friend. "Perhaps we'll have to show him." He wouldn't mind at all, he was always up for something new. He had his limits, but his thoughts certainly hadn't crossed any of them just yet.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Jun 2, 2009 21:10:20 GMT -5
Had Markise been a little soberer, all this would have triggered alarms in his head, and he would have escaped. But he'd had two... three... however many glasses of wine now, and all he could tell for sure was that he'd said something entertaining. "Show me what?" he asked, lips still lightly curved. At the clubs, by the time anything like this came up, there were usually pushy hands and offers of car rides, both things he'd easily recognize. This was conversation, and it was fun.
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Post by Carolynn Firebrand on Jun 2, 2009 21:21:58 GMT -5
Carolynn's eyes were bright but she kept her lips sealed. It was so exciting! This was something she certainly hadn't expected when she had first pulled out the bottle of wine and invited Mano to sit and talk with her for a little while. And even when Eros had walked in she hadn't imagined anything quite like this.
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Post by Eros d'Avonderre on Jun 2, 2009 21:34:20 GMT -5
Eros's lips curved into a sly smile that moved from Mano to Markise at that innocent question. "Why, show you what you're up against, of course," he drawled. "If Mano is too easy for you, perhaps you'd enjoy something more. Mano, you know the young man best." There were near infinite ways to proceed, and Eros didn't feel like erring on this any more than he thought the boy would jump directly into the act. Of course, he'd been surprised already.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on Jun 2, 2009 21:42:40 GMT -5
Mano raised an eyebrow at Eros, "I am not too easy," he protested. Then he shifted, putting his glass in his far hand before sliding closer to Markise. He put his arm up on the back of the couch and leaned in, whispering softly in Markise's ear. He didn't tell him what he was thinking, at least, not much of it, anyway. But the word bedroom was most definitely part of the description.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Jun 2, 2009 21:56:22 GMT -5
Markise's body responded quickly to that suggestion, and his lashes were suddenly too heavy to hold up all the way. He blinked them open, then, recalling that they weren't alone, his cheeks heated. He twirled at his hair as he looked aside at Mano again. "But they'll know," he said in his usual drunken stage whisper.
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Post by Carolynn Firebrand on Jun 2, 2009 21:59:13 GMT -5
Carolynn would have giggled if she had any less self control. As it was, just a little came out, and it was little more than a slight shake of her shoulders and a breath of air. Her eyes flickered to Eros before focusing on the pair on the couch again. Markise didn't seem to have the faintest idea what they did in their free time.
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Post by Eros d'Avonderre on Jun 2, 2009 22:11:13 GMT -5
Eros's brows arched again, and his gaze shifted toward Caro, who looked greatly amused. Then he looked back at Mano and Markise, quite curious where this would go. He supposed he could simply follow at a distance and watch for now, or if it got to be too much and Caro wasn't agreeable to a tryst, he could join in. Either sounded like far more than he'd bargained for when he'd stopped by with refreshment.
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Post by Mano Berwyn on Jun 2, 2009 22:21:06 GMT -5
Mano grinned and found Markise's eyes. "We can tell them I'm showing you the apartment," he whispered back. He didn't really see Markise seeing the flaw in that logic, not in the state he was in. Of course, he was feeling it himself, as well. "Come on," he urged softly.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Jun 2, 2009 22:26:33 GMT -5
Markise's tongue swept across his lips in the moment before he nodded. It sounded like a perfectly good explanation rather than a transparent excuse when put up against so much wine, not to mention two months' unwilling abstinence. He twirled lightly at his hair and tried to pretend to patience he didn't feel while he waited for Mano to excuse them.
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