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Post by Cyrus Suruga on Sept 21, 2005 14:21:39 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]"Cyrus....."[/glow]
Cyrus gave his full attention, feeling something moving inside Zolo that demanded it. Zolo was shaking, whether he thought he had it under control or not, the man was really shaking. It worried the blonde, that he had more built up tension then he had thought. Why has he so severely held in so much pain?
[glow=green,2,300]"Are you okay? I mean, before you saw your parents and...."[/glow]
His face darkened and his eyes cracked. He could have sweared that Zolo was going to mention something about his own past from the way he shook so harshly. But he quarried about not his own but Cyrus's. It caught him off-guard and sent him falling back into the mirror. He pushed at it, toppling it over and smiled rather weakly at Zolo.
"I'm... I'm as fine as I think I can be at this moment. But don't worry about me, take care of yourself for now."
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Post by Zolo Minamori on Sept 21, 2005 15:33:54 GMT -5
Zolo watched the mirror come crashing down to the floor, dust being winded and aroused into the air from its deep sleep. But don't worry about me, take care of yourself for now." Somehow Cyrus's concern for Zolo comforted him and worried him at the same time. Denial that you weren't okay wasn't the healthiest thing, he knew that far too well, but at the same time he knew that was just a part of who Cyrus was.
Zolo, who was still sitting down next to Cyrus, reached over and pulled Cyrus until he sat in Zolo's lap. Zolo wrapped his arms around his companion protectively, nuzzling his face against the blondes. "It's okay...to say that you aren't. You don't even have to say anything to me if you don't want....I feel useless somehow, I can't make you alright like how you make me feel."
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Post by Cyrus Suruga on Sept 21, 2005 15:43:41 GMT -5
The other man pulled the chef up onto his lap and into a warm embrace. Cyrus was startled at first, not expecting to be hoisted up onto the other man, but the feeling of Zolo's powerful arms around him gave him a sense of protection even against those things that weren't physical. Zolo's face touched his own, their physical closeness matching the encounter they shared before all this talk started; it was nice.
[glow=green,2,300]"It's okay...to say that you aren't. You don't even have to say anything to me if you don't want....I feel useless somehow, I can't make you alright like how you make me feel."[/glow]
Cyrus grasped his slender fingers tightly around Zolo's clothes once again and sighed into Zolo's body, his breath running quickly along the side of the other man's neck.
"You're not useless, you're making me feel how I felt before my parents passed away... Thank you"
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Post by Zolo Minamori on Sept 21, 2005 16:03:49 GMT -5
The sensation of having someone back in his arms was overwhelming, he was so warm. The chef's breath tickled against the free arch of his neck as his fingers tugged at the fabric of Zolo's clothes. It calmed him and all the time put a pain on his chest, like a weight that wanted to take him down.
The part of him that wanted Cyrus was winning as his lips pressed against the arch of Cyrus's neck gently, small butterfly like kisses for their enjoyement. He smirked inwardly, the chef had already announced his love for the samurai, so he knew he had to be enjoying this even just a little.
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Post by Cyrus Suruga on Sept 21, 2005 16:17:50 GMT -5
The feeling of Zolo's delicate kisses along his neck sent jolts of excitement up and down the chef's spine. A lovely smile pressed onto his face replacing that pained one instantly. Cyrus couldn't help but shiver under the touch of the other's lips, each one giving him a new reason for why he had ever chosen to devout himself to him. He began to laugh lightly from the caresses, falling back completely into Zolo's large chest. Cyrus was completely in Zolo's power.
His head tilted into the side of Zolo's face and placed his own kisses along his jaw and up to his ear. Playfully, Cyrus nibbled on Zolo's ear, not hard at all. Where things were headed from here were but only a hazy mystery.
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Post by Zolo Minamori on Sept 21, 2005 16:38:42 GMT -5
He was surprised by the courage the chef had, he was more accustomed to the blushing boy than this type of lover. The kisses on his face made him sigh against Cyrus's neck, leaving kisses for longer periods and wamer ones at that.
When he felt his ear being tugged by delicate teeth Zolo couldn't help but let out a small groan of pleasure. The kisses along Cyrus's neck became nibbles, soft bites as the samurai's hands tightened their hold around the chef's waist. Maybe he was starting to understand what Cyrus was feeling
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Post by Cyrus Suruga on Sept 21, 2005 16:57:30 GMT -5
A message of small pinches of pain was sent to Cyrus's brain causing the blonde to mimic Zolo's groan. He felt Zolo's possessive hold around his waist tighten, giving him the feeling that maybe Zolo was turning over a new leaf, or maybe even just discovering what really was on that side of the leaf. Well, whether or not Zolo realized, he was starting to squeeze pretty tightly. Not too tight as to cause the chef pain, but enough to keep him trapt. Of course, Cyrus didn't mind that at all.
He let his tongue venture out of his mouth and around the rim of Zolo's ear. Here and there he'd continue to give the other man's ear and nibble, then go back to maneuvering his tongue around and down his jaw line.
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Post by Zolo Minamori on Sept 22, 2005 16:02:41 GMT -5
Cyrus's warm and curious tongue made Zolo moan again, like a low rumble escaping his throat. "You're driving me crazy...." he moaned between his nibbles and hot kisses.
He could not fully comprehend why this all felt so good but it did and it made Zolo chomp down on Cyrus's neck, a small trickle of blood, nothing at all serious starting and Zolo took it as his duty to lick at the blood to sooth it. Everything was different, he'd only felt this such a long time ago with his woman. He was trying desperately to ignore it but he was getting tight and warm all over, some paticular reigons down south.
"You're one very enticing chef...." he grumbled as Zolo's hands roamed upward from their resting place on Cyrus's waist as he continued to lick at Cyrus's love wound.
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Post by Cyrus Suruga on Sept 22, 2005 17:49:11 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]"You're driving me crazy...."[/glow]
Cyrus grinned through his kisses, he couldn't help it. Zolo's tone sent chills and thrill up and down his spine only encouraging him to move faster, rougher and expand the area he was working at.
The blonde gasped sharply as Zolo's teeth broke the skin on his neck. It didn't hurt really, it was just very surprising. The feeling of Zolo's tongue sliding along his neck was more than enough to send him spiraling. He didn't feel any pain whatsoever, only an arousing tingle.
[glow=green,2,300]"You're one very enticing chef...."[/glow]
"Yeah? ... Well you're one seductive swordsman..."
The words were pushed out of his lips in the same manner as Zolo's comment. He took in a deep breath at the new touch Zolo presented while still maneuvering his tongue around Cyrus's soft spot. The chef reached up and ran his fingers through Zolo's short green hair only egging him on. And let's just say, he's now not the only one feeling a special pull down south.
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Post by Zolo Minamori on Sept 27, 2005 5:40:20 GMT -5
Zolo released a husky groaned at Cyrus's gentle touch. His body was aching and pressing up against the small of Cyrus's back. His groan rumbled like a growl as he kissed along Cyru's neck until he stole Cyrus's lips as his. He plunged into Cyrus's mouth and took everything as his.
Zolo lowered Cyrus to the ground and hovered above him, his manhood brushing up against Cyrus's inner thigh. He parted from Cyrus's lips in a pant, "You've got to stop me, before I take you completely as my own..." Zolo growled, this small separation making him ache to feel his lover again.
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Post by Cyrus Suruga on Sept 27, 2005 14:51:14 GMT -5
Where he was he didn't know. Zolo's touch was like that of an angel and the devil at the same time. He desired to be touched by this man and was granted his wish. Their kiss was not sloppy, but it was wild all the same. What else was holding him back from going over the edge? From falling off the earth?
The chef was subject to Zolo, he had no power over him and all he could do was move along with him. Zolo made this domination clear as he loomed over him with his powerful body. Cyrus could feel that hot spot up beside his inner thigh and caught a gasp in his throat as his body started to react to it's warmth.
[glow=green,2,300]"You've got to stop me, before I take you completely as my own..."[/glow]
Cyrus's face was flushed and his blonde hair matted to his face in front of his left eye. His breaths were quick and shallow, but it felt like to him he didn't even need to breath with Zolo breathing for him. A small smile pushed his pink lips up and his eyes shone a happiness only 2% of the world's population can hold true.
"What if I don't mind you taking me as your own...?"
The words were barely audible, but there was no doubt Zolo heard them. And it wasn't even a question really, but a statement; a statement that said 'I love you, I am yours to keep; do as you please only if you'll love me in return.' There was no need for translation; the body tells no lies.
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Post by Zolo Minamori on Oct 5, 2005 14:01:00 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]"What if I don't mind you taking me as your own...?"[/glow]
Zolo smirked with satisfaction, Cyrus was completely his and it could no longer be denied at all. He kissed his lover gently on the lips as his right hand ran along the side of his face. His body groaned, ached, and desired for the man beneath him so much it was painful.
"Surely we'd be caught by the headmaster, and then we'd both loose our jobs you know," Zolo purred into Cyrus's ear as his left hand roamed. Zolo's hand wandered beneath the layers of belt and fabric until he touched Cyrus in his lowers, running his hands along the shaft gently. "Trust me I want you....but I'd rather not loose my job before finding a trail to that bastard...."
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Post by Cyrus Suruga on Oct 5, 2005 15:47:47 GMT -5
((  Oh my lol)) Cyrus smiled up at Zolo, a bond between them has been created that gave them the title as lovers. The gentle kiss seemed awkward coming from someone who obviously held so much power but that only made it that much more valuable; or invaluable really. And his lips craved for more, Zolo's touch to his face made his spine shiver and his body eager. [glow=green,2,300]"Surely we'd be caught by the headmaster, and then we'd both loose our jobs you know,"[/glow] Before the blonde chef could say anything in reply, Zolo's wandering hand found what made Cyrus the man he was. Cyrus gasped sharply at the touch only making him hotter and Zolo more desirable. [glow=green,2,300]"Trust me I want you....but I'd rather not loose my job before finding a trail to that bastard...."[/glow] "...Devil..." Cyrus muttered the single word between gasp-like breaths. It was taunting really and as much as Cyrus hated it, he loved it all the same. But he knew they couldn't, especially right here on the floor of the Room of Mirrors were anyone could just come in and find them. So he gave Zolo a solemn nod as he found the words in his throat stuck from the air trying to go down. Maybe later, some place more... isolating, they could have some fun. |
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Oh my lol))