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Post by Deleted on Feb 4, 2014 23:22:46 GMT
"I'd be pretty blind if I didn't notice. Then again, you're far too smug." Robert made no show of disgust for this apparent 'attraction', but it didn't mean he was all over the idea either. Like most things in life, he held no particular emotion to it.
He voice had strained, growing weaker as he spoke, eyes shut down and breathlessly sighing - such an affectionate touch was completely new to him, and Robert had no idea how much he had yearned for that kind of attention. It surprised himself, watching his blackened vision swirl and curl into things he only hoped to understand.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He near whispered, shivering more, digging his head into the covers like an uncovered mole.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 5, 2014 4:30:09 GMT
"I'll take that as a compliment then." He smiled, a different glint in his eyes as he looked at Robert. A bit of hunger, of desire, a mischievous twinkle, as his hands didn't seem to be intimidated by Robert's words at all. In fact, he was encouraged. His hands continued to roam more confidently, fingers pressing against skin, his palm flat against the boy's neck. He didn't seem to be resisting.
"Hm? The beautiful part?" Cecil couldn't help but give out a laugh, scooting closer to the boy's covered body. "Ah, did you get shy? But you really are, you know. Why do you suppose I approached you last night?" He leaned in closer to the boy, placing an arm on the other side of his body, leaning slightly against him. "Though I do admit I thought you were a girl at first."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 5, 2014 17:29:19 GMT
"Pervert." He said out loud, but his eyes were closed and making soft noises of gentle protest. The teacher's fingers were cold on his skin, and the contact almost made him feel queasy.
What made his eyes open was his next comment? Girl?! Robert couldn't help but snigger, resulting into a string of coughs. He smirked a little, now looking back up to the teacher who was leaning over him.
"Since you're being all touchy feely," He began, starting strong. His long, bony fingers then wrapped around his fancy looking tie to push him closer. "I'm cold. Hold me." His eyelids almost closed over, but he could still watch him from the opening, judging his reaction.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2014 0:11:33 GMT
"I suppose I am." It wasn't like he didn't know he was a pervert. It was all the more amusing that Robert was calling him one to his face. Not many people were able to do that. And not many people were able to laugh at his face when he's touching them like this. How interesting this boy was.
He didn't have much time muse about that when he felt himself being tugged down. So close, so close to his face that he could easily lean over and kiss him. Robert should have known that. He called him a pervert, didn't he? And yet he continued to do things like this - Cecil wondered if he was inviting him consciously.
"Of course." He reached for the knot of his tie, pulling it off and letting it fall to free himself from Robert's hold, allowing him to slip under the blanket. Cecil wrapped an arm around Robert's waist, moving close to the boy, pressing his body against his as he placed his head on the boy's shoulder. How good this felt, having the boy's body in his arms, small and thin, making him want more. "Is this better?" he muttered against Robert's shoulder.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2014 13:48:09 GMT
Robert opened his mouth, gasping as if short of breath. He felt nauseous, light headed, and was very eager to fall asleep. He barely bat an eyelid or take in what was happening, barely registering that yes, he was the one who yanked on the pervert's tie and encouraged his ridiculous antics. But Robert was cold.
The taller, older man held him close, and Robert curled beside him, face covered by the quilts. Although his head dipped down, he was still facing the other man's face, catching himself in danger he didn't even manage to register, as he started breathing heavily.
"It's too hot..."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2014 13:59:06 GMT
He'd held Robert close towards him, wanting to feel his body heat, wanting to just hold him. And even then he wanted to hold him even more, to touch more. It didn't help how close they were, or how Robert curled up against him. It didn't help how close their faces were, either, or how Cecil leaned in just a bit closer.
"Mm, you're right, it is a little hot." It was an opportunity. With a grin, Cecil's hand move down to the front of Robert's shirt. "Maybe we should take this off, then?" He said it so nonchalantly, only a hint of excitement in his voice as he didn't wait for a response, only slowly started to unbutton the rest of Robert's shirt, aiming to take it off completely. It wasn't as if he hadn't seen before, but at least this time, Robert was a bit more awake.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2014 14:06:17 GMT
Robert whined quietly, hands feebly trying to push Cecil's away, well aware that his chest was near exposed, the older man having completely unbottoned it. Instead, he leaned closer, resting his forehead on Cecil's shoulder.
"No, no I don't want that..." He said sluggishly, feverish head pressed against skin.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2014 23:06:26 GMT
"I'm not going to do anything, don't worry." He spoke gently, unbuttoning the last of Robert's shirt buttons (but not pulling it off him), before reaching up, rubbing Robert's head. "Should I take off mine as well?" He chuckled, reaching up to his own shirt.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2014 23:19:28 GMT
He sighed softly, like a whisper, a ghost of a song. He nodded into his touch, but not sure what he was agreeing to. All Robert wanted to do was get into a comfortable position, fall asleep and maybe have a nice dream. His mind was wondering again.
"My dreams aren't very kind to me..." He murmured, barely audible, muffled by the covers.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2014 23:28:33 GMT
He sat up just a little, taking off his shirt and tossing it onto the floor beside him. He'd heard Robert mumble something beside him, Cecil slipping beside the boy once again, inching closer.
"What do you see in them?" he asked, his hand moving up to the boy's head, stroking his hair gently.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2014 23:42:39 GMT
Like a moth to a flame, he moved closer to the teacher immediately, inhaling his scent, and sighing softly as the older man's fingers ran through his, feeling the strangest sense of peace he'd felt for a long, long time.
"Shadows... shadows eating me up..." His words slurred until he fell into slumber, breathing slowly and evenly.
@cecil
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2014 0:22:45 GMT
Cecil never once stopped stroking Robert's hair, dark locks gliding between his fingers, watching the boy slowly start to sleep.
"Shadows, huh?" he spoke, hands moving down to trace the side of Robert's face. His movements were soft, touches light as he watched Robert with a small smile on his face. "I wonder if that's some premonition."
The day after, he woke up with his arms on Robert's waist, having pulled the boy against his chest. He looked down, smiling at the smaller figure, pressing his lips against the top of Robert's head, whispering a small "Good morning."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2014 12:25:40 GMT
He groaned, consciousness snapping away at his dream state, and Robert wasn't very happy about it. He stubbornly clutched onto the grogginess of sleep, and stirred at his teacher's chaste kiss on his forehead, shaking his head a little like a cornered animal. It was warm here, by his side, and Robert didn't want to move.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2014 13:27:51 GMT
Upon seeing him shake his head, Cecil reached up a hand to stroke his hair gently - just like how he did the night before. The smile stretched onto his face, amused at the boy's reactions. "Are you awake now? Or would you like to sleep longer?" It didn't matter if he didn't wake up any time soon. Cecil could always just skip work, he didn't mind. It wasn't often he had a boy (or rather, a person), he really liked in his arms.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2014 13:39:02 GMT
He breathed heavily against his skin, stirring ever so slightly, comfortable that he hadn't got attacked by the morning rays of sunlight yet. The bed was spacious, comfortable, soft between his toes, and he could easily lie here for the best part of his youth, he felt.
"Aren't you supposed to go and teach?" He said quietly, not moving his head.
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