Neither Gone Nor Forgotten

WELL, I'LL BET YOU THOUGHT WE WERE ALL DEAD. WE AREN'T. WE'RE JUST A LITTLE BUSY NOW, BEING UPPERCLASSMEN IN COLLEGE. OI, THIS WHOLE SCHOOL THING REALLY GETS IN THE WAY OF SLASHFICTION. ANYWAY, HERE'S A LITTLE DOSE OF STRANGENESS, COURTESY OF THE CAST OF THE ORIGINAL CHARACTERS FROM OUR MERMAN RPG AND COUNT D, OFFICIAL ZOOKEEPER OF BISHOPHRENIA. WE'LL BE BACK SOMEDAY. WE HOPE. POSSIBLY WITH A LAYOUT FOR THIS PLACE THAT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE SELF-HOSTED. EH HEH.
~THE MANAGEMENT

Midgar: I tried to write a fic today.
Tenshi oh?
Midgar: yes. sirius and remus in school. it was cute. they sounded a lot like fred and george, though.
Tenshi oh?
Midgar: yeah. sirius is apparently addicted to innuendo.
Tenshi ooh? sexy.
Midgar: "Now, will you marry me? I'm housebroken," Sirius murmured huskily, rocking up and crawling toward him. "You're not. You climb up on the furniture and you don't understand the word 'no'," Remus countered, blushing hotly and starting to squirm backward. "I'm paper trained and very affectionate, and you'll never meet anyone as loyal." Sirius grinned, pinning Remus' wrist with his hand. "If I'm not good, you can beat me with a slipper and make me sleep outside."
Tenshi bad puppy :p
Midgar: very. especially since he's only supposed to be about sixteen and he's already speaking fluent kink.
Tenshi LOL!!!
Midgar: Remus was telling him about being able to smell people's pheromones and Sirius was like, "You mean, like, everybody? Even James and Lily and...?" And Remus was like, "And you, yeah. But we can talk about that later."
Tenshi sexy XD
Midgar: i think so. ^_^ the first thing i sent you was the 'later'
Tenshi well that's a bit hard for someone to ignore the opportunities, you know XD
Midgar: lol
Tenshi Leon's snuck in.
Midgar: leon? petshop leon? eww.
Tenshi He wants to rub himself all over Count D like a large overenthusiastic puppy.
Midgar: *hides D in the fishtank*
Zaeril: *very excited to have company*
Tenshi I didn't like him at first but after watching Petshop four more times he grew on me. You know. Like a fungus.
Midgar: lmao
Leon *holding a box of chocolates and looking sulky*
Count D: *peers over the edge of the fishtank, dripping and clothed in clinging white silk*
Zaeril: *swims up from the depths of the tank and nuzzles against the small of D's back*
Count D: *smiles and threads his fingers slowly through Zaeril's hair, petting him, gazing at Leon warmly through the strands of hair that cling to his eyelashes* Hello...
Leon *blinks at him, trying not to blush* What are you doing in there?
Zaeril: *rubs his cheek against D's back, moving up to his shoulders, arching his tail so that the delicate fins brush against D's ankles and the muscular part near his waist presses against the backs of D's thighs suggestively*
Count D: Swimming. My pets need lots of attention, or they become quite lonesome and melancholy. *tiny, captivating smile* Have you come to visit me again, Detective?
Leon Yeah... *eyeing the red-and-black fins behind D, frowning*
Zaeril: *runs his hands up D's sides, still pressed against him*
Count D: *sways slowly in the water, his gauzy robe caressing Zaeril's sides like fins, flirting with him coyly, and then starting to pull hiself a bit further upward to give Leon a bit more attention and encouragement* What brings you to call, hmm? Another case?
Leon *scratches the back of his neck* Uh... no, actually. Just... uh... was in the neighborhood... *gets distracted by the flare of fins again*
Zaeril: *shifts with him, letting the top of his head rise out of the water while his mouth remains below to let him breathe, his hair floating across the surface. He flicks his tail just enough to cause his body to move sinuously, his sex just starting to press against the back of D's thigh*
Count D: *becomes more intent on Leon suddenly, his tongue dancing across his lips so quickly that the gesture might almost be missed* Do I smell chocolates?
Leon *glances down at the box* Oh, yeah... I brought... *blinks and squints* Is that a fish??
Count D: A crossbreed mercreature, to be more accurate. Adult male, in his prime. What kind of chocolates?
Leon Yeah, gourmet European stuff, chocolate covered cherries... crossbreed what??
Zaeril: *starting to pull at D's clothing impatiently*
Count D: Merman, essentially, Detective. Excuse me, please? I'll try and get myself free for a moment. <3 *laughs and ducks underwater for a moment, swirling about and pushing at Zaeril's hands like a coquettish schoolgirl, his own mismatched eyes glittering with amusement through his short, dark hair*
Zaeril: *gazes at him warmly, smiling, trying to slip close enough to nuzzle at his throat*
Leon *gapes* Merman....? *tries to see what's going on without getting any closer to the tank* What the hell...?
Count D: *gives Zaeril one brief, placating kiss, then wriggles free and shakes a finger at him chastisingly, pointing towards the outside of the tank and making it clear, through his subtle psychic powers and delicate motions, that he intends to get out for a bit and will visit later*
Zaeril: *folds his arms over his chest and sulks at him, drifting down toward the tumble of rocks and thick plants at the bottom of the tank*
Count D: *swims up to the top and pushes himself over the edge, dropping gracefully to the ground and sliding behind a dressing curtain* Poor Zaeril. We should put his mate back in there with him, he's getting figity. *lifts one slender, enticing white arm to hang his dripping robes from a rack that stands within vision*
Leon *stares at him until he vanishes behind the dressing curtain, then wanders stiffly toward the tank, squinting into the dark depths of it* Zaeril? His mate? What?
Zaeril: *has already vanished into the thick vegetation
Tenshi *
Count D: He's got a mate- a pretty little merman with long red-blonde hair and violet fins. We don't keep them in the same tank, usually, they have... *demure chuckle* Dolphin-like libidos...
Leon *presses his face against the glass* I don't think I'm following you....
Count D: *steps out, wearing a thick, warm robe of rich, dark fabric, his expression bemused* Zaeril is that handsome red fellow I was swimming with. He's lonesome because we don't have him in the same tank as his beloved. When we put the two of them together, they mate for hours at a time and sleep entangled in each others' arms.
Leon *blinks, his cheeks growing red* Oh....
Count D: *folds his hands together and smiles at him sweetly* Mercreatures have mating habits rather like dolphins or humans. The higher the intelligence of an animal, the more likely it is to be promiscuous.
Leon *squints into the tank again, trying to get a good look at its resident* I thought they were dangerous.
Count D: They can be, when they so desire. I have no fear, of course. The handling of such rare species is my hereditary profession. *he reaches out to gently touch Leon's sleeve, his expression mutedly excited* You brought me a gift, did you not, Detective?
Leon *blushes again, holding out the box to him* Yeah, the chocolates.
Count D: *coos with delight, sparkling at him relentlessly* You have such exquisite knowledge of all the best sweetshops! It's as if you've raided my address book and taken notes! <3
Leon *coughs, glancing toward the tank again* Yeah, well...
Count D: *savoring one of the chocolates and making soft orgasmic noises*
Leon .... *tries not to stare* Ah... um... I uh... I was... um... they... uh... I didn't know if you liked the green or the red....
Count D: *beams at him, lifting a second chocolate with his long, delicate, elegantly manicured fingers* Your selection is, as usual, impeccable, Detective. *offers to feed him the chocolate* Would you like one?
Leon *stares blankly at him*
Count D: *disarming smile* They're quite good.
Leon ... *reaches out for the chocolate dumbly*
Count D: *laughs quietly* You could just open your mouth, you know. ^.~
Leon ... *opens his mouth*
Count D: *deftly, sensually slips the chocolate between his lips, his long lashes half dropped, his own lips faintly parted and curved temptingly*
Leon *freezes when his lips touch D's fingers, maneuvering the chocolate with his tongue, the tip of it brushing against D's fingertips as he shifts the chocolate closer to his teeth*
Count D: *laughs softly, the noise deep and intoxicating, tapping Leon's lip with his fingertip before delving back into the box for another piece of chocolate for himself*
Leon *chews the chocolate, closing his eyes as the flavor of the cherry inside bursts upon his tongue with the cracking of the chocolate shell* Mmm...
Count D: *murmurs musically* I knew you would enjoy it... *slips his chocolate into his mouth*
Leon I don't get stuff like that for myself...
Count D: *beams at him, a faint pink blush painting his porcelain cheeks*
Leon *glances at him, then looks away, biting his lip and trying to think of something else to say*
Count D: *resumes making musically orgasmic noises, chewing slowly and deliberately*
Leon *stammers, trying again not to blush* I'd thought about maybe getting a pet...
Count D: *arches a brow even as he swallows and licks a glimmering red droplet of cherry juice from his lower lip* What sort of pet would you be interested in, Detective?
Leon *blinks at him, his mind going blank* Pet..?
Count D: *laughs softly* You said you were considering getting one... What kind? A fish, perhaps? Or a bird?
Leon *turns to look back over his shoulder at the large, dark tank* Well, nothing like -that-, I don't think...
Count D: *laughs softly* Zaeril isn't for sale. He's too bright. It would be slavery.
Leon Besides, I'd need to get his uh... his mate too, wouldn't I?
Count D: Yes. And you could hardly afford to keep them fed, on your salary, if you don't mind my saying so, Detective.
Leon Right...
Count D: *surveys the chocolates slowly with warm, shimmering eyes* We have several lovely species that aren't nearly so rare or expensive... A brightly colored small bird, would be my reccomendation. Easy to care for, cheaply fed, gently affectionate...
Leon *gazing at him warmly* But... I think I like rare things...
Count D: *chuckles softly, winking at him briefly, his hand fluttering over the box of chocolates and selecting a green-filled one* Well, you have frequented my shop for quite some time, now, perhaps the atmosphere has had an effect on you.
Leon *sighs* I think it has...
Count D: *wanders slowly over toward a few articles of furniture and then slips gracefully into his tall-backed chair, his unique bat fluttering down from some shadow in the ceiling to perch on the back of his wrist as he sets the chocolates on the table, gesturing with the other hand for Leon to sit on a very close couch* You haven't any specific sort of creature in mind, Detective?
Leon *moves to sit where he had been directed, long legs folding, perching on the seat in a more stiff posture than what he usually affected* Well... I'm not sure... I mean... what if I want something, but it doesn't like me?
Count D: *smiles at him warmly, leaning slowly back in his chair, his robe parting to reveal tantalizing glimpses of snowy skin from his throat to the middle of his impossibly smooth chest* I would be more than happy to offer you advice, once you've at least selected an animal family. The temprament and care of individual species is a talent of mine, you see, even my grandfather recognizes it.
Leon Well, what about... um... *licks his lips slowly, trying to keep his mouth from watering as he stares for a moment at D's chest before managing to tear his eyes away* ..rodents??
Count D: *arches a brow, lifting a finger to massage the head of his tiny bat lightly as it nibbles at the green-cherry filling of the lightly bitten chocolate* Of the flying or earthbound variety?
Leon Uh... earthbound...
Count D: *beams at him* Rodents can be temperamental, quick to bite- unless they sense sincere affection, and frank honesty. I don't think you'll have a problem with that, Detective, considering your disposition.
Leon *flushes slightly* C-cats? What about cats?
Count D: Most felines are very aloof, very high maintenence, but they can be highly affectionate, when it suits them. I'm sure you'd be wanting a smaller variety, yes?
Leon Yeah...
Count D: *pensive* A miniature wildcat would be a bit much for an apartment existence... Costly, too. There are certain rare breeds of housecat that run into exotica, however...
Leon *scuffing his toe against the floor* How do I tell if... something likes me?
Count D: *slow, enigmatic smile* Consent to be touched is usually the most common sign, Detective.
Leon *starting to look red again* Oh...
Count D: With most creatures, it is easiest to slowly extend the hand, permitting oneself to be scented- Animals gauge moods by scent, usually. If one's scent is approved, a gentle touching is usually permissable... Most animals prefer to be able to see all your movements, at least until you are deemed trustworthy.
Leon *nods, shifting to the edge of the seat, reaching out slowly* Like this?
Midgar: sorry about that. my sister called to ask me for a favor and check on me since i've been sick.
Count D: *smiles beatifically, his slowly drying dark hair slipping forward and shimmering* Yes, exactly.
Leon *arches his fingers slightly, the second and third falling to rest lightly upon D's knee* And this?
Count D: *laughs quietly, a silvery, watery sound, and nods*
Leon *blinks at him, taking a deep breath* Then what?
Count D: *arches a brow at him, his voice seemingly unconciously breathy* It depends on what you're trying to accomplish, Detective.
Leon *licks his lips slowly* Permission.
Count D: *blushes faintly* I see.
Leon *shifts slightly closer to him, nearly sliding off of the couch* So... ah....
Count D: *smiles very faintly, demurely averting his eyes* Yes...
Leon *squeaks* Yes?
Count D: *laughs softly, glancing at him through the veil of his hair* Mm hmm.
Leon *leans further forward, stumbling as he loses contact with the couch and loses his balance, somehow managing to crash to his knees next to D's chair*
Count D: *shakes his head slightly as his bat takes off from his wrist towards its perch in the shadowy rafters, a coy smile playing over his painted lips*
Leon *reaches fumblingly for the box of chocolates, withdrawing one and rising to one knee as he holds it out to D's lips*
Count D: *parts his lips slowly, an invisible brush drawing the blush across his cheeks as if it were a swirl of color on china*
Leon *leans forward slightly, pressing the chocolate past D's lips, watching him ardently*
Count D: *accepts the chocolate with his tongue, his eyes still half-lidded and averted, although his expression is decidedly seductive*
Leon *draws in a deep, slow breath, letting his fingertips linger on D's mouth, long-coveted and never explored*
Count D: *chews slowly, the movements of his lips against the blonde detective's fingertips decidedly reminiscent of kisses*
Leon *closes his eyes and sighs deeply, leaning against the side of the chair*
Count D: *swallows and speaks very quietly against his fingers, gazing at him* I hope, Detective, that you know... I would not indulge any of my customers in this way.
Leon *shakes his head quickly* Then I don't want a pet.
Count D: *chuckles quietly, flirting outright* Good. I'm not for sale.
Leon *starts to straighten, gradually, leaning over the side of the chair*
Count D: *watches him, smiling faintly, lifting his hand to push sections of his hair away from his face and tuck them behind one perfect, shell-like ear*
Leon *leans closer to him, taking a deep, shuddering breath, his eyes slipping half-closed* I didn't think I'd.... uh....
Count D: *gently, tilting his head to an angle that invites Leon, subtly, to kiss him* I understand...
Tenshi *stomps on the trapdoor and knocks a couple of the Potter kids down* Goddammit, you spoiled brats, some other people around here get to have nookie besides you!
Midgar: *snickerfit*
Leon *leans closer to him, hesitant, gulping audibly, his eyes flitting over the column of D's throat before he lets them flutter closed, his lips brushing against D's*
Tenshi I think we gave 'em too many pheremones...
Midgar: *smirk* I know. We should hose them down. Who's rioting over there?
Count D: *makes a soft, dove-like noise, his impossibly light touch moving over Leon's cheek, brushing towards his neck and shoulder*
Tenshi Harry. Probably Snape, too.
Leon *gasps out a soft breath, then attempts the kiss again, more firmly, shifting his hips slightly, his hand moving to touch D's chest with trembling fingers, not yet daring to move toward the exposed skin*
Midgar: Snape? You indulge him overmuch sometimes. lol
Tenshi No, see, that's his problem
Tenshi He hasn't been being indulged yet.
Tenshi DRACO keeps getting in the damn spotlight. :p
Count D: *repeats the noise, though a fraction louder, his breath quickening, fingers alighting on Leon's shoulder*
Tenshi http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?journal= parryhotter&itemid=427118&view=4113006#t4113 006
Midgar: Draco can't help being a noisy uke. ~_~ maybe he needs a spanking or a time out.
Tenshi Leon's about to embarass himself x_x
Midgar: lol how so?
Tenshi he's gotten waaaaay too excited.
Midgar: *giggles maniacally*
Leon *darts the tip of his tongue against D's lips, sucking in a sharp breath before doing it again, more slowly, his fingers trailing across D's chest to caress the bare skin, digits quaking sweetly*
Count D: *allows his lips to part, leaning forward to press his chest a fraction more firmly against Leon's trembling fingertips, his tongue flickering out against the detective's invitingly*
Leon *darts the tip of his tongue against D's mouth, hand sliding into the front of his robe to splay his fingers over D's smooth chest, moaning in the back of his throat*
Count D: *gasps very softly, then exhales in a low, cooing sigh, delicate fingers clutching lightly at Leon' shoulder, tongue brushing coaxingly over his lips*
Leon *inhales sharply, his fingertips digging suddenly into D's skin as he shudders, his mouth pressing even harder against D's as he half-collapses over the side of the chair*
Count D: *blinks at him in startlement, although his own side of the kiss doesn't fluctuate, his hand slipping up to cup against the back of Leon's head gently, caressing his golden hair with pale fingers*
Leon *lets out a little mortified whimper against D's mouth, breaking the kiss by turning his head, but not moving away from the gentle touch of his hand* Oh, God, I'm so stupid....
Count D: *blushes slowly, his lips curving in a gentle smile* Oh, my... *he murmurs, breathy and quiet, and then sits for a moment, completely still, before starting to stroke his hair gently* You needn't be embarassed, Detective... I'm really... very flattered...
Leon *presses his face against D's shoulder* I can't believe I just... after all that....
Count D: *kisses his hair softly, lingering in it*
Leon *shakes his head, sighing* Yeah, I'm -real- suave...
Count D: *chuckles quietly* The very fact that you are not is part of your charm, I believe.
Leon *lifts his head slightly, blinking at him* Really?
Count D: *smiles at him brightly, his eyes slipping closed in his high-spirited way, showing off the sheer thickness and darkness of his eyelashes*
Leon *sighs wistfully, mumbling, without really thinking about it* You're so pretty.
Count D: *laughs, covering his mouth with his hand and blushing, the color deeper now than it had been before, more sincere*
Leon *blinks at him, then blushes in return, ducking his head slightly* Don't know what's gotten into me...
Midgar: You know, I was told by someone reputable who had done a lot of research on the subject that D is actually not all that old. Like, maybe eighteen. His dad and his grandfather look -exactly- like him, however, and the men in his family are immortal, ageless, and possibly self-replicating.
Tenshi I think I knew that and I knew that his dad and grandfather looked like him
Tenshi *kicks the trapdoor again*
Count D: *quietly, nearly sparkling with pleasure* I have to confess, I rather like this new approach of yours, Detective. <3
Midgar: The Web Poll Which one of these videos belonging to Enma will sell better on eBay? Muraki and Count D doing very naughty things in a closet. Hisoka secretly reading his stash of porn in the library. Tatsumi cooking in a pink Hello Kitty apron...and nothing else. Wakaba giving Shikigami Terazuma a flea bath. Tsuzuki getting a full body massage from Touda. *whistles* Saya and Yuma raiding Victoria's Secret for inspiration. Watari trying on some female underwear under Iria's influence.
Leon *blinks* What? Complimenting you?
Tenshi yum!
Count D: *softly, dropping his eyes* Well, yes. And being... a rather different sort of aggressive... *blushing*
Leon *blushes back at him, starting to grin foolishly* I see...
Count D: *figits slightly with the front of his robe* If not for the presents, I almost would have thought you didn't like me, sometimes.
Leon *nuzzles into his shoulder* I don't know if I can trust you....I don't want to believe some of the things you say....
Count D: *smiles softly, watching him* I have always done my best to be honest with you.
Leon But everything you -do- is unbelievable... *absently pressing his face against the side of D's neck and inhaling the scent of his skin*
Count D: *exhales with a barely-noticable shiver* I don't think it so... But I've been around this shop, and those like it, throughout my life...
Leon Things like this just don't happen around here... *D's hair tickles across the bridge of his nose* ...mercreatures and tigers coming out of paintings.... *he pauses, then shifts away from him, his face flushing deeply* I'm going to need a change of clothes...
Count D: *laughs, pressing his hands over his mouth* I forgot. Would you want to wander off, or should I try and find something for you...?
Leon *lowers his eyes, still quite embarassed* If I leave, this may never happen again.
Count D: *glances up at him, through wisps of dark, silky hair* You may use my dressing curtain. I will see if I can find a robe that might suit you.
Leon *nods, staring at him and not moving*
Count D: *flows to his feet, starting to wander off towards a darkened room, the door of which is mostly obscured by curtains*
Leon *stares after him, then wanders over to the dressing curtain. A sudden loud thud-crack against the side of the large tank nearly makes him leap out of his skin, a swirl of red and black visible in the darkness before vanishing into the vegetation again* Uuuhhh.... Count D? I don't think your fish likes me...
Count D: *sighs* Oh, heavens. I meant to put Sori in there and I got distracted. A moment, please, Detective, don't worry yourself...
Leon *blinks, edging away from the tank and slipping behind the dressing curtain from the opposite side* Sori...?
Sori: *suddenly comes splashing down from a pipe in the ceiling, looking around Zaeril's darkened tank, bewildered and half-asleep*
Zaeril: *swoops out from his hiding spot, wrapping himself around Sori as much as possible* Lover!
Leon *glances up at the sound of the loud splash, but as his pants are halfway around his knees, he decides not to investigate*
Sori: *drowsy* I was taking a nap in the bottom of my bowl on my big rock and suddenly I was scooped right up and -dropped-.
Zaeril: *kissing him enthusiastically, writhing sensually* I missed you, precious beautiful delicate sweet beloved...
Count D: *slides the oversized, royal blue robe from its hanger and brushes the heavy silk with his cheek, murmuring* Perfect...
Leon *wrinkles his nose as he peels off his boxers, rolling his eyes upward and groaning again at the mess* Oh, boy...
Sori: *blushes and laughs softly, pawing at him tenderly and undulating slowly* I'm only just -awake-, Zaeril! Be gentle...
Count D: *drapes the robe over his arm and collects a dark-enameled bowl of warm water and a washcloth from his elaborate sink, starting to soundlessly wander over to the side of the dressing curtain* Detective....
Zaeril: *nuzzles into Sori's hair and stills, just holding him, tail wound around Sori's, arms wrapped gently around his body*
Leon *coughs, dropping the soiled shorts onto the floor and looking up as if he could see through the curtain* Yes? I'm here.
Sori: *nuzzles back at him, making soft, pleased noises and petting his arms*
Count D: *shyly* I've brought you some water and a wash cloth as well... I'll avert my eyes...
Zaeril: *pulling him down into the soft fronds of the plants, kissing him repeatedly*
Leon *blushes, poking his head around the edge of the curtain* All right...
Count D: *closes his eyes and turns his head away, offering the bowl, cloth and robe*
Leon *reaches out to take the bowl first, dropping the cloth into it before taking the robe and stepping back behind the curtain* Thanks...
Count D: Not at all... *glances sideways to smile as he peers into the tank, the glittering hues of Sori's scales flickering with the tiny amount of light that penetrates the vegetation*
Leon *drapes the robe over the top of the curtain, shrugging and pulling off his shirt before kneeling to clean himself with the water in the bowl, muttering sheepisly* I really am sorry about this...
Count D: *lifts his hands, toying with his billowing sleeves, licking his lips at the glimpses he manages to get of the two lovers in the dark, watery shadows* Mmm...
Leon *drops the cloth back into the bowl disdainfully, wincing slightly at the sound of the cloth striking the water. He reaches for the robe and begins to pull it on.* I didn't mean to... uh...
Count D: It's perfectly all right... I'm hardly a stranger to biology, Detective.
Leon Well, as long as you really don't mind... *tucking his clothes into an unobtrusive ball*
Count D: *watching, lips curving in a smile* Mmm.
Leon *pokes his head out again* Should I leave these here?
Count D: *nods slightly, flushing , feeling caught in his voyeurism, even though he knows Leon probably has no idea what he was staring at* I'll take care of them, later.
Leon *glances toward the tank, frowning slightly* I think he tried to attack me through the glass... or something...
Count D: *chuckles faintly* He's forgotten about us entirely, now.
Leon *blinks, looking at the tank again*
Count D: *softly, in his mystery-spinning, ethereal voice* He's in the back, just there, you see? That flash of violet... His mate. A young thing, barely an adult, giggly and sweet, most likely half asleep and thrilled by the attention.
Leon *leans closer to the glass, squinting*
Count D: *plays his fingers across his subtle smile* They're lovely together, flowing fins and slow undulation, perfectly expressive faces... I've seen them with the lights full-up, you know. They're so intimate with one another, it steals one's breath away.
Leon *leans against the side of the tank, watching for the occasional flash of red or violet, the swirl of diaphenous fins, but more absorbed by D's voice than anything else* 'S that so?
Count D: Yes. They're very temperamentally suited to one another... An excellent match. You know, it has always puzzled me, the idea that two males shouldn't fall on one another... It happens amongst animals all the time. It's usually more aesthetic that way- Males tend to be brighter colored.
Leon Yeah, well, some people just don't think it's right that way...
Count D: Why do you suppose that is, Detective?
Leon *leans his forehead against the glass* People do what other people tell them to do instead of what they want to do. If someone says that two males being together is wrong, they believe it.
Count D: *leans forward and slips his fingers along the inside of Leon's arm slowly, intimately* What do -you- think, Detective?
Leon I don't know... I figured it was all right for some people... didn't think it was all right for me... *gulps* ...until I met you, I guess.
Count D: *flashes him his best and brightest smile, all dark lashes and soft, red lips*
Leon *blushes in response, smiling back at him a bit shyly*
Count D: *opens his eyes, his smile softening as his gaze lowers shyly* I picked that out for you months ago. The color suits you perfectly.
Leon *blinks at him with wide eyes, then stares down at the robe in shock* What...?
Count D: *laughs softly, nervously* Do you like it? My tailor's been after me to give up and give it to you...
Leon *blushes hotly* It's... yeah, it's gorgeous...
Count D: *toys with his dark hair* I couldn't just hand you a robe... It's too intimate... I was starting to regret buying it...
Midgar: *poku*
Tenshi hmm?
Leon *laughs, embarassed* Glad I gave you the chance to give it to me...
Midgar: bedtime? you went all quiet for a while...
Tenshi sorry, i'm chatting with somebody else and I went to get my time sheet to fill out my hours for last week and this week
Midgar: it's all right, i was just worried.
Tenshi s'ok ^^;;;
Count D: *flicks his tongue over his lips, keeping his eyes down and smiling, his cheeks still pink* So am I.
Leon *moves slightly closer to him, studying the painted curve of his mouth* Thank you...
Count D: *glances at him, rolling his tongue between his lips, shyly smiling as he murmurs* You're quite welcome, Detective.
Leon *mumbles* You're doing that on purpose...
Count D: *blinks slowly* Doing what?
Leon *grins, blushing* Licking your lips like that...
Count D: *blushes* I am not! I'm nervous. I'm allowed to be nervous.
Leon *blinks* Why are you nervous?
Count D: *sighs, and then smiles* Because I've just admitted to harboring a crush on you, Detective. For at least the past few months.
Leon *leans close, letting his lips brush against D's hair* I've never seen you nervous before...
Count D: *chuckles quietly* I'm not usually wearing so little or behaving so intimately with you.
Leon I didn't know if you could... be nervous, I mean. You always seem so calm and collected... *nuzzling into D's hair*
Tenshi request
Midgar: That request has been met with gagging and screams of agony by Ronald and George Weasley and a brain twitch from me.
Draco Malfoy: On behalf of the Slytherin Quidditch Players, I would like to request that the supplicant be hexed thoroughly.
Tenshi LMAO
Midgar: and Bill Weasley, for some reason, would like to echo his brothers' cries of "No, No, A Thousand Times, No, No Sex For Percy!"
Tenshi but they said please :-(
Tenshi You go tell her then :p
Tenshi And post for D :p My god I need to stop staying up this late
Midgar: you and me both
Count D: *touches his side lightly* Normally I am trying to dissuade you from investigating supernatural phenomena and/or arresting me in my place of business, Detective. Circumstances prohibit me from showing too much emotion.
Leon *kisses his temple lightly, a shiver running down his spine* But I'm not trying to do that now, am I, D?
Count D: *laughs quietly, slowly splaying his fingers across Leon's back* No.
Leon *presses closer to him, sighing warmly* Then don't call me 'detective."
Count D: *glances at him, fingers tangling loosely in the fabric of his robe, murmuring his name, tasting it, flavoring it with his subtle accent* Leon, then...
Leon *closes his eyes, groaning softly* You are so sexy...
Count D: *laughs softly, shivering and pressing closer to him* It pleases me, that you think so.
Leon What else would I think? Besides not being able to think while I'm around you... *wraps his arms loosely around D's shoulders, pressing against his body*
Count D: *husky and soft* You probably have all sorts of thoughts about me...
Leon *buries his fingers in D's silky black hair* I tried not to... I didn't want to torture myself.
Count D: *chuckles quietly* Other than like -this-, Leon.
Leon Oh! Oh... um... well... you're terribly frustrating, you know...
Count D: *leans against him slowly, pressing every inch of his slender form flush against Leon* I have been told I test every limit of human patience. <3
Leon *shivers slightly* Damn straight...
Count D: *smiles at him coyly* You may have my permission to kiss me again, if you'd like.
Leon *bows his head, smiling* I don't want to get over-excited again...
Count D: *lifts his hand to pull Leon's ponytail down, his fingers deft and gentle* Then give me this, instead. I've always wanted to see your hair unfastened.
Leon *closes his eyes, brushing his lips against D's cheek*
Count D: *sighs softly, untangling Leon's hair with his fingers* Beautiful. You were aptly named.
Leon *distractedly* Was I?
Count D: *moving against him, the press of his body teasingly intoxicant* I think so, yes.
Leon *tilts his head, the tip of his tongue brushing against the corner of D's mouth*
Count D: *glances at him warmly, his voice a husky sigh* Leon...?
Leon *smiles at him* Yes?
Count D: *laughs, shaking his head* Fine, I'll kiss -you-, then! *His lips crush against the detective's, firm, parted, damp and hungry, long nails grazing the back of his neck lightly*
Leon *makes a sound of surprise against D's mouth, then returns the kiss, his own mouth warm and yearning, allowing his tongue to venture past D's lips*
Count D: *moves against him, his body almost rippling like water with constant, minute, graceful, sinuous motions, coaxing Leon's tongue to explore his mouth thoroughly*
Tenshi x_x
Midgar: yeah. bed. past bed. post bed ness. i'm already asleep.
Tenshi lol ok
Midgar: D is happy, btw. 9_9 he was getting lonely in his horny zoo.
Tenshi LOL
Tenshi Rauresu wasn't snitching him on a regular basis?
Tenshi not his fault the critters love him
Midgar: raurau is off somewhere. d wants to be convinced his detective can screw.
Tenshi LOL
Tenshi his detective has big muscly arms.
Midgar: D wants leon to screw him so he doesn't have to give up and start screwin' his zoo.
Tenshi LOL!!!
Tenshi the zoo would appreciate it, though.
Midgar: well -yeah-, but d likes blondes, and nobody in the zoo is blonde. he kinda wanted leon to see his zoo critters doin' it so he would take the hint and be aggressive. d thinks it's hot when leon gets all bossy and manful.
Midgar: and while i should have been writing my paper, i was reading up on d, so i know more about what kinda critter he is i have some idea of what to do with him.
Tenshi Oh I see.
Tenshi Well it's nice to be able to play someone American for once.
Midgar: lol no shit.
Midgar: arrgh! bed! i have to get up early to write my paper, it took me hours to do all that fucking research!
Midgar: night!
Tenshi gnight o_o