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Post by Runako Xanthias Bachur on Oct 25, 2010 21:42:59 GMT -5
After Jacob had cooperated with Nako into getting Damon alone with him, he had led the young fellow to a familiar place; the attic where he pretty much lived. From there, they would head up through the building, with Nako checking every door and locking them. When they reached the attic door, he tugged at the string, out rolled the stairs, and then Nako urged Damon upwards by giving him a gentle push. “C’mon, it’s very important what we need to talk about that it needs to stay up there in the attic and never leave the attic.” He had a stern expression on his face, pretty believable.
He soon followed Damon into the attic, pulling up the stairs and shutting the door tight. He would then adjust all of the latches. Now that he felt secure up here with Damon, he turned and sighed out of relief. “Thought that was going to be hard,” he chuckled as he moved over to his clubhouse in the far corner by the window. He looked out the window first, but saw no one on the streets that he could see, so headed on to the clubhouse, entering it and fluffing up the pillows. “Come and have a seat, please.” He said as he then shifted into a sitting position with his legs crossed but his back against the wall. “So you left pretty fast last night… I had to tell you some stuff. Like the secret knock so I would know it’s you.” Of course, though, that wasn’t it. He knew he wanted something else, but what it was, he just couldn’t figure it out.
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Post by Sly Cooper on Oct 25, 2010 21:58:24 GMT -5
When someone told Damon to do something, usually he would do it. He was very compliant. So when Nako urged him along, he went. Although he was a little uncomfortable with the thought of Jacob being alone with his wife, not because he would seduce her, but rather, Jacob—well he was Jacob, and Jacob would be very strait forward, and he was about as stubborn as Rebekah. But ultimately, Damon was curious what he was needed for so badly and why it had to be so secret.
When he was told to go ahead into the attic, he found himself a good place to lie down. He fluffed the bedding up a bit, rolled around a couple times, then got comfortable, then watched Nako closely. “Oh—well—what’s the knock and stuff? Is there a secret hand shake?” His pale blew eyes budged with excitement, “Is there a secret club song?”
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Post by Runako Xanthias Bachur on Oct 25, 2010 22:20:42 GMT -5
He watched as his friend went and made himself at home, and smiled kindly at him when he had the boy’s attention. “You got to knock three times, then wait two seconds, and then knock four times fast,” he started without even so much of a hesitation. Basically, he trusted Damon enough, and he was sure that Damon would sense that if he was paying close attention. “Like this,” the teenager continued as he demonstrated the knock. Three slow knocks, and then he paused, causing the seconds, and then knocked again quickly as if his hand had gotten hyper. “There you go. Can you remember that?” He asked with a smirk.
“Well, there’s tons of secrets in here, some of them you’d find out while the others you might not.” He chuckled as he shifted a bit closer to Damon, laying down on his side but keeping his distance by a foot. “So, um, I have to be honest with you,” he said calmly but seemed rather nervous as well, “I just really wanted to hang out with you for a while, just you and me. You know, get you away from your wife and just be by ourselves for maybe a whole afternoon.” He shrugged. “I don’t know, really. I just didn’t know that guy you two were talking to, and Jacob seemed like he was kind of busy.” Of course, he was lying on the part about Jacob, but he had only wanted Damon up here. Though, he still didn’t understand why. “So, um, do you like her? Your wife?”
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Post by Sly Cooper on Oct 25, 2010 22:33:01 GMT -5
Damon watched as Nako did the secret knock. And then he did it himself of the floor. “Not that you’ll hear it through all those doors.” He chuckled softly, “Yeah I got it.” He rolled around a couple more times and his eyes glided across the room because he hadn’t had a very good look around last time. “Hmm—Rebekah. I always had a crush on her in grade school. Even though the only thing she ever said to me up till the day we got married was ‘hey you get out of the way, fatty.’ She’s pushy and stubborn. Course everyone seems like it, cos I’m such a push over.” He shrugged the best he could laying down.
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Post by Runako Xanthias Bachur on Oct 25, 2010 22:41:19 GMT -5
Nako just scoffed with a quick roll of his eyes, shaking his head slightly. “Nah, you don’t seem like a pushover. I’m sure you can handle her, you‘re a big guy. I‘m surprised, though, that she would call you a fatty. You honestly don‘t look fat.” He shrugged - it was easier for him to do as he was only laying on his side thus he only needed one shoulder to shrug. “But it’s kind of cute you had a crush on her. But what about you and Jacob? You two seem close.” He winked at him playfully, and automatically placed his hand right on Damon’s stomach. “So now you know the secret knock. Are you proud of that?” He smirked.
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Post by Sly Cooper on Oct 25, 2010 22:54:59 GMT -5
“Yeah—I am a huge pushover—Obviously. You’re just being nice.” Damon used his left arm to rest his head on. “Well, Jacob and I have known each other since the day I moved in next door cos my parents died. I would sneak out and see him when my gramma was being—when I was being punished. Then when the purging occurred—“ he paused, “Can I tell you a secret?” But then it occurred to him, he already had enough secrets to have him crucified that there was no reason not to tell. “I didn’t kill any adults, not even my gramma. Jacob took the tiki spoon off the kitchen spoon and did it himself.” There was more to it than that but Damon didn’t want to get into it, with someone he had just met. Then the other young man put a hand on his stomach, and he automatically sucked it in like always when someone touched his stomach. “Yeah—does it mean something in morse code?”
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Post by Runako Xanthias Bachur on Oct 25, 2010 23:12:08 GMT -5
“Aw, no, not really. I’m not usually nice,” he lied, but then again he was just trying to get Damon feeling more confident about himself and the likes. “Really, you just need to get a grip and tell people no every once in a while. It’s not like saying no is going to get you in trouble.” He smirked as he started to rub the other’s stomach gently up and down from the bottom of the rib cage to the belly button, feeling the shirt move up and down with each rub. By now Damon had asked if he could tell him a secret, and of course, now that they shared a few secrets he nodded, willing to keep some more if it came to that. “Sure,” he said as he shifted his position, making it so that instead of his hand on the floor he had it to hold his head up. His hand continued to rub Damon’s stomach softly while he listened, and he frowned a bit. “They killed my parents,” he sighed, “I didn’t really kill them. We were just staying for one night because we were on vacation…” But then he just paused there, not wanting to go on any further. Just like his friend had wanted to stop and not say anymore on the subject. “No, not really, I don't even know what Morse Code is. I just like the number seven, and I like rhythm.” He chuckled. “Open your mouth,” he said quickly, “and stick your tongue out.” By now he had moved his hand up to the boy's chest.
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Post by Sly Cooper on Oct 25, 2010 23:20:37 GMT -5
Damon didn’t really think much of being rubbed, after all it was something Jacob would do to him. But he did think it was a weird request. But he did what was asked of him. So he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, “Wait why?” It sounded funny since his tongue was still sticking out at the time.
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Post by Runako Xanthias Bachur on Oct 25, 2010 23:26:36 GMT -5
Nako smirked as he saw what Damon had meant as to being a pushover. But he didn’t say anything about it as he waited for a moment. Damon had asked why, and so Nako paused to think, his hand still on Damon’s chest. “Oh, nothing. I just thought I saw something, but keep it out so I could get a closer look, and keep your mouth open wide.” He said as he leaned in, pretending to start examining the tongue, but then his nose brushed across Damon’s nose, until his lips were right above Damon’s. He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue as he let his head fall softly on Damon’s face, in an attempt to osculate his friend deeply and with passion. He moved his hand slowly down to the boy’s stomach and then back up to the chest, doing it softly but slowly while being careful not to start lifting up the shirt just yet.
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Post by Sly Cooper on Oct 25, 2010 23:41:00 GMT -5
Damon squirmed, still feeling uncomfortable with the moral issues. But instead of pushing away, he wrapped an arm around him with a hand on his lower back, pulling him in closer. He used the other hand to move the hair back from the other’s eyes. His heart raced, but his breathing was slow and steady. He would tease the other’s tongue with his own, and he was careful not to nip, despite the urge.
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Post by Runako Xanthias Bachur on Oct 25, 2010 23:56:31 GMT -5
Nako smirked when he felt the other squirm, but had pulled back short enough to whisper in his friend’s ear, “Relax.” Now he had gone back into the kissing, and Damon was returning it. He was pretty happy that Damon wasn’t trying to fight him off, and could feel his hands on himself. He chuckled a little and just let his own tongue rumble with Damon’s. He slowly moved his hand down to the bottom of the boy’s shirt where he would then bury his own hand underneath, moving up to the boy’s chest and feeling the smooth skin there. Finally, he had pulled back, and giggled just a little, before asking, “Are you enjoying this?”
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Post by Sly Cooper on Oct 26, 2010 0:03:51 GMT -5
Damon looked up at him when being asked, he blushed bright red, so much so that even his ears changed colors. He was, although he wasn’t sure if he should be, actually he was pretty sure he shouldn’t be. “I—I—“ he stumbled, “I am.” Although part if it might be that he was a romantic so it was easy to sweep him off his feet, not that he would let anyone know that.
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Post by Runako Xanthias Bachur on Oct 26, 2010 0:11:16 GMT -5
He smirked, then just shrugged a little. “What do you say we just kiss for a while? It’s just the two of us, after all.” He chuckled as he leaned back in for another kiss. After a moment of kissing, he would retreat and then start to sit up “So, then, um. Anything you want to do? I mean, I’m sure you don’t want to be kissing all afternoon, and I don’t want it to be too awkward for you. Of course, it’s probably too late, but yeah, ha.” He shrugged.
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Post by Sly Cooper on Oct 26, 2010 0:31:50 GMT -5
Damon looked away bashfully. "I don't know what do you usually do in clubs? I guess it depends on the club. Jacob and I had a club, but we just played games and talked and stuff." He shut up figuring the boy didn't want to hear about Jacob. "Just an idea--"
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Post by Runako Xanthias Bachur on Oct 26, 2010 0:42:20 GMT -5
He shrugged, for he wasn’t really sure what people did in clubs. He knew his parents would go clubbing when they were younger, when he was only just a little boy and needed a nanny, but apparently, if they were to club around up here in the attic they would need entertainment, as in music, lights, and games. He listened as Damon started talking of Jacob and smirked. “Jacob’s cute, and so are you,” he chuckled and shrugged. “We could play Truth or Dare, but it’s just the two of us, unfortunately. I guess we should’ve asked Jacob to come along, too. But then again we would’ve never kissed like that, right?” He shrugged again.
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