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Post by xxHuntressxx on Sept 14, 2008 14:55:29 GMT -5
Blaine jumped off dusting off his pants in a panic. God dammit! How much rotten luck could he get today? His orbs flashed back to the guy on the ground. Being told about how he would of gotten stung either way.
“ Well at least in this size it won’t kill me.” He frowned a bit as he moved over to sit ontop of his bad. Watching the man lounge in silence as he only then picked up a stick. Coating it in the left over contents of his own cup then placing it on the ground for the ants to eat at.
“ Your just a barrel of laughs aren’t you?” Blaine asked with a bit of a frown.
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Sept 14, 2008 16:23:46 GMT -5
"Always," the hybrid answered, giving the faerie a flat look, the amusement gone as quickly as it had come. He rolled onto his back, folding his arms behind his head, peering up at the nearest tree and lapsing into silence for a few seconds. "..I wouldn't let an ant kill you," he told him, seriously, finally. Maybe..Putting a stinging ant on someone so small was something he should've thought through a little more. One typically didn't think of ants as killers.. So, alright, he'd messed up. Why didn't it surprise him that he had, when he was half-playing around, for once?
..Well. Probably because that was usually what happened. He 'hmph'd. No way to win.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Sept 14, 2008 17:41:47 GMT -5
Blaine grinned as he watched ants crawl upon the stick, as the man didn't seem to be paying him any mind he flicked the stick in his direction. A few ants hopefully landing on him in a playful matter of jest.
" Are you sure on that?" He smirked. Playing around as usual.
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Sept 14, 2008 17:55:40 GMT -5
Edmund looked down from the tree in time to spot a flying ant, watching it land square in the center of his chest. By his expression he was more or less unaffected, watching it squirm its way to its feet. "..Not any more," he said, brow furrowing in a way that didn't look too serious, and the ant crawled in a confused little circle on his chest before making a beeline down towards his stomach. "I might have to put some in your clothes now." Totally serious. He might've actually been thinking about it.
One hand was lifted up, one fingertip set to nudging at the ant and pulling away before it could get to his skin. The idle bug-baiting went on for maybe three seconds before he suddenly cursed, eyes widening as he jumped to his feet, sending the unfortunate bug he'd been harassing to the ground. Very shortly after he had extracted three or four more from his pants leg, and made his limping way over to sit by the faerie, a safer distance away from the stinging things.
Rolling up his pants leg, he eyed the three angry red blotches that had risen on his skin. "..Bitches," he muttered, grimacing. Karma, he supposed.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Sept 14, 2008 19:00:39 GMT -5
Blaine started to crack up laughing, slapping his knee in pure pleasure as the man came back over to him. Sitting down beside him he beamed up at the male.
"I'll make sure to check from now on. Come on. Give me your leg." He told the guy as he leaned over and passed his hand over the earth. A little green plant sprouted. The man takeing a leaf and chewed it for a moment before offering to place it on his leg.
" This will help sooth the bites." He told the guy innocently. This was in truth... far from Urban magic... and quite possibly a hint to his true interest.
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Sept 14, 2008 19:49:57 GMT -5
Edmund went from looking very much like he was about to make up for not having a rottweiler by biting Blaine himself, to apparently being more than a little surprised by the magical display. He didn't know a whole lot about faeries..Well, besides their tendancy to make peoples' lives harder..But that didn't really look like something he'd expect the freakier-than-usual urban race to pull off.
A second's hesitation, a skeptical look-Blaine had just chewed on that, why should he let him put it on him?- then he slid his leg reluctantly towards the other male, holding his pants leg up to expose the spots on his ankle. "..I should just give up on the 'no touching me' thing, shouldn't I?" He hadn't really meant to say that out loud..More, he was intending to think it and not give up on it at all. But now, well..He grimaced.
"That does NOT mean you can put your hands all over me. I didn't even intend to say that out loud." Of course, admitting he hadn't meant to say it probably just made it worse.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Sept 14, 2008 20:24:41 GMT -5
Blaine just simply laughed at this.
" Sure thing." He grinned as he rubbed the stuff into the bite wounds.
" It will sooth it and reduce the swelling. " He informed him simply before leaning against the man in a playful matter.
" You sure though? That you didn't mean it?" He smiled like a little kid. Pokeing fun at his words.
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Sept 14, 2008 21:07:28 GMT -5
"I'm sure," Edmund said, pushing his pants leg back down and lifting a hand to the blonde's shoulder, giving him a good, hard shove. "Get off me." Yeah. He'd really screwed up when he'd let that slip out of his mouth. Frown deepening further than it already had, he folded his arms across his chest. "As of now, I take it back. Forget you ever heard it." Stern face or no, the way he was sitting, arms crossed and shoulders slumped, and even what he was saying..He looked like a kid again, himself. A very sulky, very socially inept little kid. "If you touch me at all, I'll hit you." His tone was severely lacking in ice, all the customary threat absent. He almost sounded...Whiny.
It didn't help that he had come to the awkward conclusion, just in the second or two Blaine had been allowed to do so, that he didn't mind the faerie leaning against him. He should. He was sure that he should. But..Awful to think it or no, Blaine's body that close still felt just as nice and warm as he remembered it feeling before. That was a very disturbing thing to think..There wasn't any liquor in him to convince him of that now, and he knew it. He wasn't thinking of him in any sort of sexual way, no..Just..
He rolled his eyes, pulling his knees up to his chest to rest his arms and chin on them. So much like a little kid.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Sept 15, 2008 6:24:27 GMT -5
“ Oh and I thought we were having bonding time.” Blaine pouted playfully as he looked to the guy. If he was a confusing fae then this man had to be ten times the confusing human. One minute beating him up and the next looking like a whiney kid. He could only grin at this sight before him. So cute he thought, though if this dude knew what he was thinking. Well no doubt he would be smacked about once more like a living whack a mole.
“You know you should be giving me a massage now…. With all the times I gave you one.” He informed the man playfully. Not thinking he would do it but just simply wanted to put the man on the spot.
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Sept 15, 2008 18:05:18 GMT -5
Edmund harumph'ed. "Whatever you think, dumbass. Just remember I'm letting you stay in my house. You still owe me quite a bit." He turned a suspicious eye to the ants swarming the stick Blaine had flicked at him, then the ground closer to where he was sitting. If he got stung one more time, he was going to come back with a book of matches and the biggest flyswatter he could get his hands on. ..His ankle did feel better, though. Besides driving him half-nuts, Blaine was like a little feel-good station on feet. He glanced at him out of the corner of his eye..Frowned, like the blonde had somehow managed to offend him again..Aw, hell, fidgeted around to sit on his knees behind the other and lifted his hands to his shoulders, rubbing firm circles into the muscle with his thumbs.
"Please, remind me why I'm putting up with you." If the man ever did something nice without complaining about it, the world might just end. He was annoyed, though, at himself for this stupid impulse. Blaine was never going to take him seriously again, he was sure of it. This is why people are so annoying.. And now he was stuck with one.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Sept 15, 2008 18:30:04 GMT -5
Blaine blinked unsure as the man went to step behind him. Didn’t he just say no? Basically? He wasn’t sure now though as the man’s warm digits found his back he grinned a bit flexing his nicely toned shoulders.
“ Cause I’m cute?” He grinned. Playing around with him once more without a care in the world. He leaned back into the massage. Not really caring who saw them at the moment. It was so relaxing to have a man doing this to him.
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Sept 15, 2008 19:46:14 GMT -5
The hybrid gave his shoulders a sharp squeeze, bypassing the boundaries of 'massage' and moving very briefly into 'ouch', digging his fingers sharply into his flesh. "Don't bug me when I have ahold of you," he advised gruffly, grip already loosened again and hands set back to rubbing a little bit awkwardly at the faerie's shoulders, "I'll break something." He wouldn't. He knew it, Blaine probably knew it, the ants would know it by now. His self-respect and threat-credibility hadn't taken such a beating in years.
He drug a fingertip down either side of the faerie's spine, stopped at about the middle of his back, slid his hands back up to his shoulders again. Past the initial 'to hell with it', putting his hands on the other man like this was a little..Hell, was everything around Blaine awkward now? As eerily used to the blonde's hands as he was, doing something like this to anyone was something of new territory to him. He set after him a little more roughly, trying to make up for being unsure. He wasn't trying to hurt him this time at least, but.. Eh.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Sept 16, 2008 6:02:37 GMT -5
" Ouch that hurt!" Blaine complained as the man got a bit rough. He frowned for a moment till the pleasure returned again, the deep pressure being applied to his back, while not aided by magic all the same it was rather nice. He leaned back into the pressure. Moaning in a pleased state.
" Hnn... Harder." He told him innocently, though all the same this did not make the words sound innocent at all as Blaine's eyes fluttered closed. The tattoo upon his cheek seemed to glow just a tad from the pleasurable massage. Man... had it been that long since he had one?
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Sept 16, 2008 7:17:42 GMT -5
Edmund's eyes went wide, and for a split second his mind ground to a stop, hands stilling. Why the hell would- ..Oh. Right. His back. He wanted him to.. Oh..Dammit. He scowled at the back of Blaine's head, let out an irritable grunt, but moved his hands up towards the base of his neck, kneading the muscle there, harder, all the same. Maybe this time, if he just didn't acknowledge Blaine's nearly breaking his brain..Well, any more than he already had.. With the..Hands stopping, and..Fucking DAMNIT.
"Yeah, well.." he muttered, trying to save a little shred of what dignity he had left, "That's what you get for being stupid enough to say you're 'cute'.."
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Sept 16, 2008 18:08:59 GMT -5
“ Hmm? What did you say?” Blaine asked as he was still lost in the deep massage. He was like a cat having it’s back stroked by a loving master. He moaned a bit pressing back against the man. Of course all of this innocent but hell, it still sounded wrong all the same.
“ Right there… oh yeah. “ He grinned, feeling the pressure within his muscle. Hmm….. So nice…
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Sept 16, 2008 22:40:54 GMT -5
Ack. So the 'don't acknowledge it' approach was not working. The hell was wrong with this guy? Edmund knew he didn't make noises like that when he got a backrub..And the ones he'd been getting were magic-enhanced. If he could keep himself from sounding like that, Blaine should definitely be able to.. No, it wasn't really fair that he was getting so worked up over it. But, as usual, 'fair' or no didn't have much sway on his mood.
"I said.." he gave Blaine a rough little shake by way of shoulders, "You're stupid, and you're not cute." If he didn't stop making those noises..
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Sept 17, 2008 16:39:57 GMT -5
“ Oh? You hurt my feelings Edmund.” Blaine responded acting half hurt in the process though in a way the man found it sort of amusing. He shifted a bit, eyes still closed as he felt the pressure upon his back. He smirked like the proverbial Cheshire cat.
“ Hey want to hit the bar tonight? I know it’s the full moon… and it will probably be dead but it’s still a very interesting place. Hopefully they’ll have some non weres working tonight so it’s not as slow as last time.” Blaine told the guy in a playful tone.
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The Forgotten
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Post by Snickerz on Sept 17, 2008 17:44:07 GMT -5
((I need something to do, so I'm gonna bring Zahler here. Any objections and I'll have him gone))
Zahler shuffled his feet, holding his stomach as it complained loudly. Everything had been cool, but then he'd forgottne to ask about a place to stay, and the cat had distracted him before he could snag something to eat. It just wasn't fair. Why did this always happen to him? And now he was alone again, on the streets, like he had started off. At least he had a job now. He looked about, hoping to see something to eat, even if it was from a hotdog stand(His last experience with one of those wasn't that great), but no luck. He deffinetly smelled something good, but wasn't sure where it would be. Ah well, he could always wait uder some trees and see if something good would come his way. In the meantime he would relax, and draw for a while. Just too bad he didn't have any books.
Choosing a place next to the jogging path, he lowered himself down, and leaned against a tree, closing his eyes for just a second, and letting the sounds rush over him.
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Sept 17, 2008 18:52:53 GMT -5
The hybrid rolled his eyes and muttered a low 'good' to apparently having hurt Blaine's feelings, but his hands shifted once again to rubbing at his back, fingertips tracing firmly around the edges of his shoulderblades. Most of the initial awkward was gone, and he was getting that little sense of enjoying being in contact with someone again, whether he wanted to admit it or not. A frown tugged his features downwards as Blaine brought up the bar.
"..How many things do you think I can say no to?" he asked, rolling his eyes. "First, bar." He rubbed a little harder. "Second--" A pause, a slight tilt of his head. He'd heard..What? A motorcycle or something? ..Growling dog? Stomach? His silence stretched on for a second or two longer, then he shrugged, and continued. "Second, full moon." Psychotic weres? No thanks. "Third, 'interesting'. And anything you think is interesting.." ..would probably piss me off. "You can visit the loony bin if you want. You're not getting me in there with anything short of a bulldozer." Probably not even that.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Sept 17, 2008 19:08:51 GMT -5
" Oh come on, it's a happening place! A bit of booze, a bit of entertainment and with me around no one will hurt you. I'm a locale favorite." He grinned as suddenly something hit his ears. He paused for a moment. Holding up his hand for the other one to stop as he poked his head out of the bushes a bit from the small clearing they were sitting in. Only to see some guy sitting there... that stank like Comrades bar. He suddenly fell back into the bushes. Whispering to his friend.
" There's a man out there." He told him stateing the obvious like a little kid. Hmm... how smart... though well sticking his head out there wasn't bright either since the guy had to of seen him... right?
(( Ooc: Your good XD ))
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Post by Snickerz on Sept 18, 2008 17:47:20 GMT -5
Zahler jumped up, snapping at his back in an oddly animal-like movement. He pulled his hand back, clutching an ant in his fingertips. Great. He stood up and looked where he'd been sitting. An ants nest. Double great. He was just surprised he hadn't been bitten already.
Zahler sighed and shuffled about, giving the ants room, but staying uder the shade of the trees. He lay down again, closing his eyes again so he could wait for any passing food.
((He kinda doesn't work well without food.))
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Sept 18, 2008 19:05:31 GMT -5
Edmund went from looking a little bit startled, to looking at Blaine like he was crazy..To, after he'd made his little observation, looking at him like he was even crazier. He reached out, pinching the faerie's nose hard. "Doing what?" he asked, half-making an attempt at staying quiet, half not giving a damn. He still didn't relinquish his irritated grip on Blaine's face. "Floating? Speaking in tongues? Something really interesting, and you're not just acting like an idiot because you feel like it?" His frown deepened a little, after that, and he tugged the blonde's face closer, trying hard to look imposing. "And just so you know, I was not, am not, will not be, afraid of someone hurting me. Don't try to sound tough." Pride shot. That might explain the nose-pinching.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Sept 18, 2008 19:40:34 GMT -5
“ Ow, Ow! Let go!! It hurts!” Blaine whined in a nasal like fashion. He flared his arms about as the man flipped out on him.
“ Looking hungry!” he shouted so probably half the park could hear him by now. He then pouted. Grabbing at his poor nose to try to get the man to release him.
“ Okay, okay, but I want to have fun with you!” He whined afterwards…. Not sounding any better then the noises he had made during the massage…. Blaine… was just one long mess….
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Post by Psychosomatikkz on Sept 19, 2008 20:42:34 GMT -5
A snort, and the hybrid let go of Blaine's nose in favor of opening his palm, shoving at his face. "Do you know what that just sounded like?" No effort to be quiet from him any more, either. If there really was a man out there, and the faerie wasn't just nuts, there was no telling what he thought by now.. "Do you ever stop? Or are you just always.." A vague wave of his hand, encompassing the blonde in his entirety, and apparently passing as an end for his sentence, because he didn't say anything more. Rather, he rolled his eyes.
That guy..Probably thought they were doing something nasty..Damn faeries.
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Post by xxHuntressxx on Sept 19, 2008 21:05:57 GMT -5
“ No what did it sound like?” He asked in a serious whisper as he blinked like a innocent child… what… exactly was he referring to accept for him screaming…. Oh… THAT
“ Sir! Sir! It’s not what it sounds like in here! Where not having SEX!” He called out to the guy with a innocent …. Stupid look on his face. Really… Edmund had picked the worst housemate ever in all reality as Blaine wasn’t really helping matters any in the current moment.
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