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Post by ROCKY VANCE on Feb 3, 2014 3:50:35 GMT
He moved to give Hadas room, but once he saw the opportunity, he was right there attaching himself to his waist again. He kept trying to fix their dinner, but Rocky was more interested in Hadas than the food in front of him. "Hadas... If you and I were like this all the time, all day, everyday... nothing would ever get done--Except you, of course." He purred.
It was awful how much of a fiend Rocky could be, especially drunk, but he just couldn't help himself around Hadas.
"But imagine it, okay? You and me spending all day long bundled up in the blankets, it raining outside, the lights off except a candle or two?" He mused as he whispered in Hadas' ear. That was something else they'd started, or well, at least Rocky had. Ever since that first night, Rocky always found an excuse to whisper into his dancer's ear. It was usually fantasies most of the time, sweet nothings he knew that Hadas would appreciate, or sincere appreciation. He was always complimenting him on things. Rocky felt it important to never take advantage of their time together. That's how ruin happened and that was the last thing he wanted.
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Post by HADAS GLICK on Feb 3, 2014 4:09:19 GMT
Food kinda left his mind for a bit, as their conversation turned a bit south. Hadas become more interested in Rocky than the food, and he wasn't exactly hungry in the first place. He actually just planned to pick off of Rocky's plate.
When he purred, a shiver went down his spine. "I wouldn't mind that in all honesty." He wasn't going to complain at all about that idea. He did however, cover his mouth to cover his smirk. It hadn't been so long since the time in which Rocky's hands weren't working right, and he was already trying to seduce him? "I'm imagining it, and I like what I'm seeing." It was romantic, but not to mention, ten times better than whatever was playing in his head before.
"I'm getting this feeling there's something you'd rather be doing than eating, just a minor one, I don't know where from though." He joked.
He could always reheat the food later. It wasn't much of a problem. ROCKY VANCE
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Post by ROCKY VANCE on Feb 3, 2014 4:26:34 GMT
Rocky purred again and smirked. He was trying to behave, to keep his hands right there at Hadas' waist, though they were itching not to stay there. He ignored his urges, however, and left them where they were. At least for then. He couldn't promise later. He reached around and pushed the things on the counter out of the way, making more room, then he pulled away. He pulled away just enough so that he could turn Hadas around to facing him, took him by the hips and lifted him up so that he was sitting on the counter. It was easier to be face-to-face with his lover that way, not only that, but it gave Hadas the chance to look down at Rocky rather than up. A change of view was always nice, he thought.
"I've absolutely no idea what you're talking about, love. I'm being as innocent as can be. You're the one thinking bad thoughts," the southerner teased, knowing not only that he himself were sharing those thoughts, but it was him who planted them in the first place. He smoothed his hands along the dancer's thighs, admiring their tone, though his eyes were fixated on the other's, a smirk tugging at his lips.
Rocky was still buzzed, but he'd come down some compared to before. He was glad for that because he'd met that perfect high. One that was right in the middle, balanced. His mind wasn't swimming anymore. Instead it felt warm, as did the rest of his body, and all he could think about was the man sitting on his kitchen counter.
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Post by HADAS GLICK on Feb 3, 2014 5:44:01 GMT
Hadas had made food? What food? That's how distracted the twenty year old was at the moment. When Rocky picked him up, he placed his hands on Rocky's shoulders, and kept them there even when he had been placed on the counter. He kinda liked this, looking down at Rocky as opposed to up. Hadas never really liked being short. He locked his fingers together behind Rocky's neck.
"As you can be, which isn't very innocent at all." Not that Hadas should really talk, once he was comfortable with Rocky things just took a very not innocent turn."You should lose the shirt, before we eat, because food can be rather messy." Totally wasn't a half-assed excuse to have him take off his shirt. He moved his hands so they instead tugged a bit on the front of his shirt, signaling more or less, that he really did want that shirt off.
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Post by ROCKY VANCE on Feb 3, 2014 6:01:23 GMT
Oh, what was that? Was Hadas being demanding? God damn, that sure was attractive. How could Rocky refuse such a request? Besides, it was only a shirt. And he had a point. Could you imagine Rocky eating in his half-drunken state trying to eat spaghetti? Lets just ignore the fact that the particular shirt he was wearing had grease stains on it from work. Yeah, he hadn't changed out of his work clothes yet. All the more reason to take the shirt off, right? It was rather dirty.
Without missing a beat, Rocky pulled the shirt up and over his head, tossing it out of the kitchen. His skin was warm from where the fabric had been, skin slightly lighter in comparison to his arms and neck. He was a southern boy through-and-through, farmer tan and all.
Nn, getting bossy, are we?" He asked, perking a brow. "I kinda like that..."
Whoo boy...
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Post by HADAS GLICK on Feb 3, 2014 6:22:17 GMT
Hadas was undressing him with his eyes even before he took off his shirt. Rocky was right, he wasn't exactly the most innocent thing. He did, however, very much like what he saw. "Maybe." He answered back, though Rocky's reassurance kinda... felt nice. Being a bit commanding was nice too.
He crossed his legs. "Can I be a bit more bossy?" He raised an eyebrow, his voice wasn't loud or even very sure of himself. This was new, uncharted territory for him, and while he was enjoying the breeze, he didn't exactly bring his compass and the open sea was vast."Is that alright?"
"Because those pants, they should go too. Sitting around in boxers are the way to go." His heart was pounding. This was really new. ROCKY VANCE
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Post by ROCKY VANCE on Feb 3, 2014 6:38:48 GMT
Rocky's eyebrows shot up at that. Hadas suddenly seemed very... dominant. And when he crossed his legs? Was it the trick of the light or did he sit up a little straighter? It was clear that the dancer hadn't ever really done this before, but Rocky was definitely far more than willing to mind. He took off his pants, letting them drop to the floor and he pushed them aside when he stepped out of them. There he stood in the middle of the kitchen, in nothing but his boxers, looking up at Hadas.
He didn't feel uncomfortable, no, not at all. And that much was probably apparent. "Hell yeah, you can be more bossy," he confirmed, though the fact that his pants were no longer on was more than enough. "Do whatever you want."
He felt alright saying that, knowing Hadas, he doubted the dancer would actually do anything crazy. Not only that, but if Rocky complained, he'd probably feel a little bad. So it was fine giving Hadas full reign.
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Post by HADAS GLICK on Feb 3, 2014 7:03:23 GMT
Hadas smiled. This was actually a really nice view from up here. If he could, he might have been taking pictures for later, but he had enough sense to know that it would ruin whatever they had going on over here. "Whatever I want, huh?" God that sounded nice, that sounded really nice. The question was, what did he want?
Could he tell him to lose the boxers? No, no, no, not yet at least. With that thought he pulled his shirt over his own head, and it went somewhere. He wasn't exactly sure. He still didn't know exactly what he wanted. For now, he kept his pants on and his legs crossed. "Rocky, do you, uh," spit it out, Hadas. "do you bottom?" He didn't know, he hadn't asked before and until then well, Hadas had just naturally assumed that he should take this role and his lover should take the other. But holy hell, had he thought about switching it around, maybe just, once in a while. ROCKY VANCE
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Post by ROCKY VANCE on Feb 3, 2014 7:09:42 GMT
This was cute. This was really, really cute. The way Hadas was tip-toeing through everything even though he's been issued full permission to do whatever it was he wanted was so adorable and yet really hot at the same time.
His gaze traveled all over the dancer's body, taking in the sight of the thinner male. He smiled again, however at how he contemplated being handed power, he reminded Rocky of a new king, fresh to the throne how he sat there, elevated above him, legs crossed, smiling.
Rocky reached up and ran a hand through his own hair at the question and he nodded, his face turning the slightest shade of red at the confession. "I'm not new to the concept," he replied. Sure, he'd been bottom before in the past. It wasn't strange to him, but the way Hadas asked him made the southerner fluster.
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Post by HADAS GLICK on Feb 3, 2014 7:24:01 GMT
Hadas was ambitious enough to think that one day, he'd be completely used to taking the reigns and taking all control. Well, maybe not all of it, for that he'd have to be in some kind of ridiculous leather outfit and a whip, right? That's not something he wanted, so maybe he'd take most of the control.
Did he just blush? If anything, that turned his smile into a grin. He wasn't new the concept? "Would you mind?" He uncrossed his legs, and leaned forward and a bit down so he could be face to face with him. "You can say no, you have a choice in the matter, uh, I'm not a dominator. I won't suddenly paddle your ass." The last part was a joke, kinda, he kinda did, deep down wanna- but anyway. Was that even the right term for a male dominatrix? He could have just said master, but that wouldn't sound right either.
Oi, his word choices.
At least Rocky was practically naked, that made a lot of things better, he could stare at his body rather than worry about his own embarrassment. ROCKY VANCE
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Post by ROCKY VANCE on Feb 3, 2014 7:34:34 GMT
"Of course I don't mind," he replied, locking eyes with his partner when he'd leaned forward to get closer to his face. At that, Rocky took the chance to close the distance and he licked Hadas' lips. Only once. It was a teasing gesture, and also one that told him he wasn't scared, nor doubting, of the choices Hadas made.
Honestly, he wouldn't even care if Hadas did suddenly want to become that dominant with him. Again, it wasn't a foreign concept to him and clearly Rocky enjoyed the idea.
"Do what you want to do to me. If it bothers me, I'll say so," he finally said, hoping to clear the air for good that time. Really, Hadas had nothing to worry about. He was fussing over nothing again, but it was fine. Rocky just didn't like it when his lover was worried for no reason.
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Post by HADAS GLICK on Feb 3, 2014 7:51:31 GMT
He was so reassuring. It honestly made him all aflutter, and his teasing kiss didn't exactly help calm that. Hadas believed that Rocky would definitely tell him if something was up. So, he nodded. "One last question, do you really wanna do it in the kitchen?" While it seemed like a great place in theory, it didn't seem so great in practice. Then again, nothing could really beat a bed.
He placed his hands on Rocky's side, and slid down. He left his hands on Rocky's hips, drumming away patiently with each finger on his left, and tracing circles with his right. They eventually both turned into tracing circles though. "Your bed is comfy." He suggested. ROCKY VANCE
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Post by ROCKY VANCE on Feb 3, 2014 8:25:35 GMT
Rocky smiled. "It is comfy. And honestly, I would prefer something soft to help balance out that dominant mind of yours," he teased further, flashing Hadas a wink.
He wasted no time in taking him by the hands and leading him out of the kitchen, though halfway out, he paused and stood there, though kept a hold of one of Hadas' hands.
"You know, since you're the ringmaster for tonight, why don't you lead me to where you want to go, instead? It seems suiting, don't you think?"
Yeah, he was going to be like that. If Hadas was going to lead, Rocky was going to follow completely. He wasn't going to take control at all, unless for some reason Hadas was confused by something but that was clearly a completely different matter all together. Past that, the ball was in Hadas' court and it was his turn to serve.
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Post by HADAS GLICK on Feb 4, 2014 0:27:04 GMT
Suddenly his face turned out when Rocky winked at him, a dominate mind, huh? Rocky knew just how to tease him, he swore.
Hadas perked an eyebrow at Rocky when they stopped. "I thought I was the one who was going to be giving the orders." As soon as it came out of his mouth, Hadas felt a bit embarrassed. It was a thing that he would normally think but never really say out loud. For some reason though, he was always a lot more open with his thoughts and opinions with Rocky. He knew, normally, there would really be no backlash.
He tried to play his embarrassment cool, and so he shrugged. He used the hand that was still connected to guide Rocky to the bedroom.
They'd eat, and probably find their clothes later scattered among the kitchen. ROCKY VANCE
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Post by ROCKY VANCE on Feb 4, 2014 1:58:09 GMT
Rocky grinned, absolutely loving this unknown side of his boyfriend. He really was glad they'd accidentally tripped upon it and it left him wondering what it was going to be like from then on?
Either way, Rocky definitely didn't mind it and would be more than happy to help teach Hadas anything he wanted to know. That was just the type of person he was. Even in bed, Rocky was incredibly supportive.
Almost immediately afterwards, however, Rocky fell asleep, completely drained from everything he'd had to endure that day. He didn't even make it all the way through dinner he was so tired, almost passing out right there while eating his pasta.
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