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Post by nashville 'nash' aspen greer on Feb 26, 2012 20:52:39 GMT -5
Nash blushed, meeting the kiss gently. He whimpered when his leg began to move, the action unexpected. He bit his lip, realizing that he had actually whimpered, something he had been trying so hard to hold back. He wrapped his arms around him, hugging him close. He ran his hands up and down his back, and he arched his back a bit, closing his eyes.
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Post by dylan flambyte parker on Feb 26, 2012 21:40:05 GMT -5
Dylan smiled faintly, each of his actions cautious, gentle. He held him close. "You...make me happier then I've been in awhile.." He murmured in his ear.
He kissed him gently again, thumb rubbing his hip, then his shoulder gently. He had no intentions of doing much though, not if Nash was hurting so much.
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Post by nashville 'nash' aspen greer on Feb 27, 2012 0:34:37 GMT -5
Nash smiled. "Y-you make.. me really happy too.." He said, stroking his cheek gently. He met the kiss, moving as close to Dylan as he could get. He kissed him softly, innocently. He didn't know what he was doing, and would rather just follow in Dylan's lead than to wing it and make a fool of himself. His hand dropped to his neck, running his fingers across the skin there.
"You make.. e-everything okay.. I feel s-safe around you.." He murmured, looking up at him.
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Post by dylan flambyte parker on Feb 27, 2012 0:45:20 GMT -5
"Good," Dylan whispered. "I'll always keep you safe okay? If you're ever in trouble you can come to me." He kissed him again, then again, chin finding the top of his head as he sighed softly.
"Hm," He murmured, rubbing at his back gently.
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Post by nashville 'nash' aspen greer on Feb 27, 2012 1:00:18 GMT -5
"Mkay.." He mumbled, laying his head on Dylan's chest. He closed his eyes, barely able to feel his heart beating. He wondered about everything- when he would finally need to have his lungs replaced, or if he would die before they could, if he would ever actually be more than friends that someone, if he was going to pass the classes he was in, what life might be like if his dad had never remarried. He wondered if people would like him more if he could hear. He rubbed Dylan's chest gently, curling close to him.
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Post by dylan flambyte parker on Feb 27, 2012 1:16:19 GMT -5
Dylan smiled, closing his eyes and drawing a deep breath. His grip tightened self consciously as he felt sleep tugging at him again, not wishing to have Nash pulled from his arms a second time tonight.
His breaths even so, eventually deepened with sleep, body relaxing. His dreams delved into a past before he had become who he was now. Some brought smiles and peace. He was lucky that tonight was not a night to riddle him with nightmares, his ghosts and his guilt.
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Post by nashville 'nash' aspen greer on Feb 27, 2012 3:48:10 GMT -5
Nash fell asleep shortly after, clinging to Dylan as if it would kill him to let go. He was relieved when he woke up next to him in the morning, his arms still tight around him. He pulled away a bit, then curled up against him, listening to his heart again. He closed his eyes, listening for a while before he leaned up, kissing Dylan gently.
"W-wake up.." He mumbled, kissing him again. He got butterflies at the feeling of their lips together. 'I really do like him..' He thought. He almost wished he didn't, then he wouldn't want him to be around all the time.
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Post by dylan flambyte parker on Feb 27, 2012 9:26:21 GMT -5
Dylan smiled faintly at the kiises. "Mh..." He mumbled a name softly under his breath, rolling over and rubbing at his face. Something crossed his features for a moment as he opened his eyes, but a minute later he smiled, leaning up to kiss Nash tenderly on the lips.
"Morning," He breathed, stretching some.
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Post by nashville 'nash' aspen greer on Feb 27, 2012 15:43:03 GMT -5
Nash smiled, meeting the kiss gently. He watched him stretch, wondering why he had looked so.. disappointed.
"Y-you had.. a nightmare?" He asked, reaching over to stroke his cheek. He knew his own dreams had been riddled with horror, a few of them still floating around. Hopefully they'd be gone by breakfast.
"It's.. okay now. Y-you're awake.." He smiled, leaning over to kiss his forehead.
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Post by dylan flambyte parker on Feb 27, 2012 17:35:55 GMT -5
Dylan smiled. "It's fine, I'm used to it." He kissed the skin next to his ear, running a hand through Nash's hair before trying to tame his own.
"Don't know about you, but I'm starving." Another smile and a kiss, and he seemed to shake the night's dreams away.
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