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Post by Markus Wish Erinston on Jan 19, 2013 15:29:15 GMT -5
Sitting in the garden was relaxing to say the least. Being all alone in a wide area of flowers was calming. Small buds were just starting to open up, saying hello to the sunshine and air. Many types of vegetables and fruits were starting to grow as well.
Markus put the hose down, wiping his forehead. He'd finally finished watering and pulling all the weeds. The place looked much happier then it had been. Even before he had started, the place looked like someone had been taking decent care of it.
Could it had been the Master or his assistants? Markus looked up at the old mansion, a look of awe over his face. What was the guy like?, he wondered.
The adult sat down in a flower bed just watching the old creepy place.
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Post by Ari Damon Darellis on Jan 19, 2013 15:38:28 GMT -5
Fuck, he hated the sun.
Ari looked up at the sky through the trees, squinting and shading his emerald green eyes from the glare of the sun. In his personal opinion, the world would be a lot better off without the bloody thing. Oh wait. Then everything would freeze, shrivel up and die. Fuck.
Ari sighed and pulled the collar of his trench coat up as he continued walking toward the gardens. He needed something to brighten his day, and a bunch of bright and colorful weeds should do the trick. He chuckled at himself and smirked. As he entered the garden, something caught his attention. He raised an eyebrow and grinned when he saw what; or rather, who. As he silently stepped up behind Markus, Ari leaned down and whispered into the older man's ear, "Waiting for someone in particular?"
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Post by Markus Wish Erinston on Jan 19, 2013 15:57:41 GMT -5
Markus felt the hairs on the back of his neck stick up before someone whispered in his ear. He jumped up, falling forward in the grass and flowers flowers before turning around.
"Oh Ari.... You startled me...." he answered, his voice becoming small and shy.
Thinking of Ari brought back......wonderful memories. And also the fact that the kid was a minor and that they had had sex..... That bit of information was killing him at the moment.
"What are you doing outside?"
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Post by Ari Damon Darellis on Jan 22, 2013 17:35:15 GMT -5
Ari couldn't help it. He burst out laughing when Markus squeaked and fell forward. The way he did it reminded Ari of those anime shows that he used to watch with his little sister. Thoughts of Hannah sobered Ari enough that he stopped laughing almost instantly, though his smirk stayed firmly in place. "Attempting to get a tan?"
Ari tilted his head slightly and raised an eyebrow. "What are you doing out here all by yourself?"
Ari liked the way Markus turned shy whenever he was close. He wondered why that was; probably because he, himself, had been forced to do so many fucked up things by men with personalities completely opposite of Markus's. Ari involuntarily shuddered at the memories, uncaring if the other man saw it or not.
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Post by Markus Wish Erinston on Jan 22, 2013 18:16:41 GMT -5
Not that Markus would admit it if he were asked, but he enjoyed Ari's company. It'd been a day or so after their first..... "rehab session" so the memories were still fresh in the twenty one year old's mind. A light blush formed when he thought about them.
"I was just tending to the plants..... I didn't have much else to do...." Well, to tell the truth, his addiction had started to act up again and he left the room to roam before he swallowed his pills.
"Your tan doesn't look to be going too well...."
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Post by Ari Damon Darellis on Jan 24, 2013 10:21:38 GMT -5
"Probably due to the trench coat blocking the sun from hitting my skin." Ari shrugged as he finished the sentence, one corner of his lips tilting up in a half smirk. Honestly, wearing the coat was really hot today. Ari looked up at the sky, again squinting and shielding his eyes from the glare. He shrugged and looked back at his cute roommate. Who was blushing. Ari's smirk grew into a grin.
He knelt in front of the other man with his head tilted to the side. "Remembering something naughty?" As he said it, he lightly brushed Markus's pink cheek with the tip of one of his fingers. God, Markus was almost too cute. Ari was finding it increasingly harder to not jump him right here in the garden.
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Post by Markus Wish Erinston on Jan 24, 2013 12:15:26 GMT -5
It was hot today. Not that Markus minded too much; it was better than being inside. Outside kept his head clear.
"You should take off your coat then. Since it's hot," he offered. Ari smirked at him causing him to blush more then the seventeen year old asked if he was being naughty.
Markus blushed harder, turning away. "N.. No...." he lied. Afterall he wouldn't admit it. Not to Ari.
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Post by Ari Damon Darellis on Jan 24, 2013 13:00:29 GMT -5
"Uh-huh....You don't lie very well..." Ari leaned a little closer and paused. He should take his coat off, huh? Well, if he insisted..... Ari slowly shrugged out of his coat, letting it fall to the ground around him. Under it, he wore black slacks with a solid black button up shirt. The shirt was silk, expensive, and halfway unbuttoned already, showing a good portion of well muscled torso. Ari's grin slid back into a smirk as he lifted one of his eyebrows. "Hm. You're right. It does feel better with that off..." As he spoke, he slid his emerald green eyes over the other male's form, again thinking that he was impossibly cute. Of course, most of those thoughts were coming from Ari's little sex addiction.....Ari wondered if he should be trying harder to not give in.
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Post by Markus Wish Erinston on Jan 24, 2013 13:12:55 GMT -5
The twenty one year old wasn't a big liar to begin with. He was never good at lying to people. Being honest was much easier than not.
Ari slipped out of his coat; Markus' eyes watched it fall. His skin looked like marble glass, fragile and slightly shining.
"......" He couldn't talk much as he looked over Ari, thoughts wavering again. Ari's own eyes looked him over and he blushed.
"What are you looking at?"
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Post by Ari Damon Darellis on May 29, 2013 22:19:19 GMT -5
Oh, fuck it. If there was ever a time that Ari Darellis did not want to resist his horrible addiction to sex, it was now. Especially with that blush spreading over the older man's cheeks. "You. " Ari didn't say anything else as he knelt down on the ground, his vain self not even giving a damn about the dirt rubbing against and staining his expensive clothes. He hooked his hand around the nape of Markus's neck and pulled him closer, pressing their lips together before the other could protest. With his free hand he finished unbuttoning his shirt, then started pulling Markus's up his torso, letting his fingers trail lightly against his skin the whole way.
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Post by Markus Wish Erinston on May 29, 2013 22:29:45 GMT -5
Well, that escalated quickly. But when you were talking about Ari, they always did. Not that Markus would have it any other way. Though at first he was taken by surprise; Ari's hands all over him were arousing and distracting at the same time. Markus dropped the hose, hands grasping the back of Ari's white blonde hair as he pushed to kiss him more, not realizing what he was doing. But knowing what they both wanted.
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Post by Ari Damon Darellis on Jun 2, 2013 13:28:29 GMT -5
Ari moaned into the kiss, his hand squeezing the back of Markus's neck slightly. He leaned forward, pushing the other man backwards until he was laying on his back with Ari leaning over him. He was kneeling between his legs and used that to his advantage; slowly, very slowly, grinding himself against the others crotch. Another moan escaped at the friction. Ari tilted his head for a better angle for the kiss, sliding his free hand down Markus's side.
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Post by Markus Wish Erinston on Jun 2, 2013 14:04:15 GMT -5
Markus felt his body being pushed down until his back met dirt. His short dark locks framed his face and spread across the ground, hands and fingers above his head and curled slightly. A warm blush covered his face as Ari's crotch pressed against his own causing him to moan lightly. "A-Ari," he said quietly; they were going to in the open?! The thought made his cheeks flush even darker; was Ari going to take control this time too? What was he going to do to poor Markus? Before the 21 year old could ask, his lips were caught again by the other man's.
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