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Post by DEVON MAHELONA KELI'I on Aug 27, 2019 13:00:53 GMT 1
Devon decides to just stay in his room for the day because he doesn’t know what to do. He wants to go to the gym to work out but he’s just too lazy. This makes him think of how much he likes using his tail than his legs but without these legs, Devon cannot walk the land. He looks around his room and thinks that maybe he can just work out in here. He doesn’t need weights and machines for now since his figure is still great. If he’s being honest, he has never looked unfit anyway in his whole life even without working out. Lifting and working out though makes him look finer than fine so that’s a plus for him. Since he decides this, he lifts himself up of his bed and readies himself to work out. Devon takes off his shirt and leaves his shorts on that just goes halfway through his thighs. He gets his phone and connects it to his speakers. He then chooses his playlist he has named Work It Out. Devon presses the shuffle button and the first song that plays is “Level Up” by Ciara. This song is just so good for working out because the beat and the lyrics just pump a person up and Devon definitely feels it. He bounces on his feet as he gets ready to do some jogging in place. As he does it, he sometimes switches into some high knee jogs. This goes on as the music plays but near the end he goes on stretching so he can get ready to do other exercises. As the next song plays, which is “Superstar” by Jamelia, he proceeds to do some pushups and sit ups. Devon loves the feeling that he’s working his body out because exercising reduces the level of his body’s stress and hormones such as adrenaline and cortisol. He also knows the exercising stimulates the production of endorphins which are chemicals in the brain that are the body’s natural painkillers and mood elevators. Devon feels a lot better just working himself out. This goes on for a half an hour where he works out every part of his body. After six songs, Devon decides to take a short break and grabs his towel to wipe his sweat off of his body and face. He also grabs a bottle of water to rehydrate himself as he continues to bop his head to the music that’s playing. He usually doesn’t like staying inside but today it just feels right. He isn’t unproductive as he has done some working out and that’s good enough. He is not tired, not even close, because he is a merman who can do so much physical things but he won’t risk overdoing it just to see what his limit is. He grabs his yoga mat underneath his bed and spreads it on the ground. Devon is not big on yoga but he knows the help it does to his body and mind. It also helps him more with his balance with his legs even if he’s been walking with them for years now. It never hurts to exercise it every now and then. Devon changes his playlist to something mellow but not pretentious. Those pretentious songs he hears in yoga classes are so annoying to him so his mellow playlist does not have any of those. As the first few seconds of the song, “Freak” by Lana del Rey plays, Devon starts doing some yoga poses. His mind feels like it is at peace with his body after all the working out and now the yoga. Devon doesn’t know this is something he needs but now he does. Manson feels stressful for him for some reason especially after the smoking shed fiasco with the dramatic fire demon. Although his brain goes to the sexy ectomancer and Devon feels like the room is getting hot. That man flusters easily and Devon likes pushing at his buttons. He also wants Sage to push into his… buttons. Devon tries to shake his head to focus on doing yoga. He really needs to get some soon or he is going to implode. |
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Post by SAGE BAILEY DUBOIS on Aug 28, 2019 10:32:30 GMT 1
Sage had barely been able to think past the recent meeting of new people within the smoking shed, it isn't really all that often that he does meet new individuals and due to the mixed conversation there had been he wasn't likely to forget either person any time soon either. In a effort to avoid the fire demon this ectomancer had spent the day in the normal dorm rooms, neither approaching the school building nor wandering near the secure facility just on the offchance that he might see the cannibalistic, talkative, if not somewhat sensitive guy. He'd been a little spooked, and for good reason he thought. He had, however, wandered over to the lake and spent an hour just sat by the edge with his feet and lower legs in the water, casually sipping on a bottle of gin he'd found stashed haphazardly in the laundry cupboard earlier in the morning. It tasted alcoholic, so he wasn't too fussed that somebody had already taken a good few swigs from the thing. He'd kind of hoped to see the flash of scales in the water, or a mop of hair poking up above the surface. But the only things that had caught his eye was the sunlight reflecting off the water, and the sight of a platypus. That had intrigued him somewhat, but by the time he'd got to his feet and trundled on over the thing had disappeared.
Adrian, the ghost that usually accompanied him everywhere had been a little AWOL recently, ever since Sage had made the decision to cheat a death sentence by turning vampire come winter. The dead fae wasn't too pleased with the idea and he wanted time on his own to wander Manson, which Sage had no problem with really. Now he had more of a grip on his ability he was no longer hounded by every ghost that he came across, he could breathe a sigh of relief. Losing his soul had been helpful in that sense, still, he was glad to have the thing back. It meant he could once again enjoy life's pleasure's.
One of which he'd been starved of for a while though, Sage hasn't been particularly lucky when it comes to the opposite or the same sex. There'd been that vampire he'd crushed on that had ended up biting him that once and he hadn't seen him since, then that guard who didn't seem to be around anymore, he hadn't seen her in a long while anyway and nothing had ever gone before flirting. He likes to think it's not because it's him, or the fact that he gets distracted easily. But then so would anybody if they could see walking, mauled dead people wandering around. Or have them shouting at him. It ruins romantic vibes. And passion. And every moment he's ever experienced in the past. So much so that he's kind of given up on trying.. But that didnt mean he wasn't going to wander to Dev's room like a lost puppy and try and find the merman.
He's not stupid enough to pass by an opportunity like that.
Which was how he ended up at Dev's door, in shorts and a plain black shirt and shoes that he had been wearing but had lost somewhere along the way. Not that he cared, he still knocked on the thing and internally hoped that there was an answer. After he'd felt that mouth and breath on the curve of his ear he wanted a little more. A lot more. He just wanted more, whatever he could get..
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Post by DEVON MAHELONA KELI'I on Aug 28, 2019 11:38:45 GMT 1
Devon is in the middle of doing a hand stand with one hand as the song, “St. Jude” by Florence + The Machine plays when he hears a knock over the loud music in his room. The song is not super noisy since it’s a mellow song from Florence so he cannot miss the knocking. He slowly goes down on his knees as he takes a deep breath to cool down. He stands up and grabs his towel and wipes himself as he opens his door. All sweaty and only wearing his work out shorts, Devon sees Sage on the other side of his door. The taller man looks sexy as ever and Devon likes the fact that Sage is taller than him. He is glad that he opens the door without any shirt on to show Sage what his body looks like. The merman loves all the attention he gets for his physical appearance so this is just any other day for him. He brushes his hair backwards as his head tilts up to look the ectomancer in the eyes. Sage kind of smells like booze just like the time in the smoking shed. He doesn’t know if this is his natural scent for being a drunk or he just has a drink a few minutes ago. Devon gives him a cheeky smile as he says, “Hiya. What’s up?” Devon knows why the man is here. He remembers whispering into Sage’s ear his dorm room number and Devon does not even use his siren voice for that. Well, he never usually does because everyone just fawns over him and wants his body all over them. He allows his skin to glow with the iridescence to show Sage how beautiful he really is. His tanned skin, muscles, and now the merman glow? It’s just too perfect not to use to allure the prey he wants. “I see you found my room,” Devon tells him. He opens the door even wider as he beckons Sage to come in with a hand gesture. He decides not to put on anything for now to tempt Sage. He bents down on purpose to pick up his yoga mat and roll it. Devon does the task slowly so his position will be like that for a few more seconds. As he finishes rolling the yoga mat, he puts in under his bed and then stands up slowly. He turns his head to look at Sage and tells him, “Come in. Make yourself at home.” Devon fixes his stuff all around. It’s not that he’s messy but he still has stuff laying around because of the work out he does today. Then, because he is a devious tease, he grabs his Klean Kanteen and drinks the water as his adam’s apple bobs with the intake of it. Devon kind of misses this. The way he lures in his prey without using his power. The power of his beauty is the only thing he needs and that’s just naturally him. He looks at Sage again assessing the man. Personality-wise, he likes the way Sage is just so skittish and unsure around him for some reason as if he cannot believe someone is interested in him. Also, he is kind of funny if he remembers correctly in the smoking shed. Too bad they can’t explore much back then because a fire demon keeps on rambling about random things which kind of turns the atmosphere kind of awkward. Appearance-wise, Sage is just really hot in Devon’s opinion. Those facial features, the tattoos and the sexy physique he has. Sage is not build like Devon but there’s something sexy with him like a model. He still is fit as fuck though. The tattoos are just a plus for Devon because tattoos are just so hot. He always wants to get some but he needs to decide what design to put on his body. Also, will the tattoo gun even work on him because his skin is hard to penetrate being a merman. Devon wants to take a shower in a bit but he needs to entertain his guest first before he can excuse himself to shower for a few minutes. He cocks his head to the side and asks Sage, “So what brings you here?” |
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Post by SAGE BAILEY DUBOIS on Aug 31, 2019 12:24:46 GMT 1
Sage had a pretty good imagination but he wouldn't have thought that Dev would have opene the door wearing nothing but short shorts and a thin sheen of sweat. His first thought was that he'd interrupted something physical that was nothing to do with yoga, his second was along the lines of reminding himself that he can't just go ahead and touch the merman like he's his. Sage's abilities may align with the dead but he's most definitely anything but that, the ectomancer had a strong visual of dropping to his knees and nibbling against the merman's hipbone and lower, but, then he started thinking of whether he'd taste like the ocean smelt. Really, his mind was going at one hundred miles an hour and it took a few moments of unabashed staring before Sage blinked back into reality and spoke even as pink tinted his cheekbones, "uh.." There was something up but he a studiously ignoring that right now, "not much, just thought I'd come by, say hi, or at least more than two words to you now that that demon ain't here." He gave a small, lopsided smile and enters the room, slowing to a stop only because he fell completely for the little show the merman put on.
And he was glowing again. Sage just couldn't resist putting his hand on the side of Devon's hip, at least he hadn't grabbed his ass, but he ran his thumb over his skin softly before lifting his hand back off again as he sat himself on the edge of his mattress, "how do you do that..? Glow, I mean, it's beautiful." And he can't help but wonder if he'd be able to make him glow brighter somehow. Was that even something that could be done? It's likely that Sage wouldn't ask but he'd be damned if he wouldn't try if given the chance. Curiosity only killed the cat and he's not feline, so no dangers.
"You gave me your room number," Sage answered with a slow smile curling at his lips, he's an awkward individual at times but after a couple of drinks he's a lot more likely to say things that otherwise he wouldn't. Not to mention he's a little more forward than usual, still, he can't be massively inappropriate because he's not the type of person to do so, Sage is respectful. There's also that whole 'human' thing in a world of stronger supernatural species. A slap around the face might just kill him. "honestly? I didn't think you'd be here.. I looked down at the lake first, kind of hoped to get a peek," his gaze roamed down over Dev's body, a cheekier grin on his lips, "got more of one in here than I would have done out there though, hit the jackpot really.. Fancy showing off a little bit more?"
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Post by DEVON MAHELONA KELI'I on Aug 31, 2019 18:37:45 GMT 1
Devon likes the way Sage flusters around him. It’s just really cute and funny for him. Some days, Devon wonders if he really is an incubus born in a merman’s body. Merfolk are naturally beautiful but they aren’t as sex hungry as incubi. Maybe it’s just because he’s been living in the human world for so long now and that he knows how much they love hooking up with people. Devon gets his education from Jersey Shore, Geordie Shore, Ex On The Beach, Love Island, and more. Because of those shows, Devon knows his education is proper and top notch. Sometimes he wishes to join those shows just so he can hook up with all the men and make all the women jealous. He does know though that some humans are uncomfortable with same-sex activities but he doesn’t care. He’s not human anyway so fuck it. If he can just leave Manson for a few weeks to join one of those amazing reality shows, he will do it in a heartbeat. He knows though that Manson won’t. Party poopers, to be honest. Sage says that he just wants to come by and properly talk to him since the fire demon that is very loquacious is not around. Devon laughs at this because what he says is nothing but the truth. They don’t want to leave the fire demon out of their conversations but he kind of isolates himself with his random rambling anyway. “Well, we have all day to talk,” he says as he winks at the man, “if that’s what you really want to do for the whole time you’re going to be in here.” Devon will be okay getting to know the man even more but there is one agenda he likes to do first before that. Sage then proceeds to ask how Devon makes his skin glow while touching the side of his hip, running his thumb on his skin. He doesn’t stop the ectomancer but he does stop and sits at the edge of Devon’s bed and then Devon chuckles at the question because it is actually the other way around. “The better question is how I make it not glow,” he says as he launches into an explanation. “Merfolk’s skin glows naturally but it’s more like polar lights. We can make ourselves glow less, though never mute it fully, but it usually is just on. It just looks brighter than most of the time because of the way the light, natural or not, hits me when I do not try to suppress it,” he says. Devon usually does not care for explaining things but for Sage he is okay with doing it. The man really looks like he wants to know about it and it doesn’t hurt the fact that Sage is just obviously into Devon. Sage tells him that Devon has given him his room number with a smile on his face. Devon likes this confidence on the man when he has it. He thinks Sage needs to be more confident but he guesses since he looks like he’s about to drop dead anytime that his confidence is not fully there anymore. Sage says he tries to look for him at the lake first just to see if he’s there doing his merman thing and hoping to get a peek. Then, he proceeds to be even more confident with the way he speaks with all the innuendo he is saying at the moment. Devon laughs at Sage, liking the confidence of the man, and then faces him. He walks towards Sage as he puts his knees beside each of Sage’s legs and then puts his hands, palms flat, on the man’s chest. Devon lightly pushes Devon for him to lie down on the bed. He knows Sage is still human and he tries to control his strength. Devon bends down on the man as he slowly closes the gap between their faces and bodies. He grabs Sage’s left hand and puts it on his lower, lower back. “Well, maybe it is your lucky day, mister,” he says as his lips are a few centimetres away from the other man. Devon inhales and then exhales slowly then backs away from the other man. He is such a tease and Devon likes himself for being such a good one. He stands up and then goes to his closet to grab the towel from the hanger hanging from the knob of the closet. Devon looks at Sage and says, “I do need to take a shower after all that work out you know,” he says. He turns around and as he is about then enter the bathroom, Devon turns his head slightly that he can look at Sage with eye contact. “I’ll leave the door open,” he says, full of suggestions. He takes off his shorts and kicks it up to the laundry hamper before he crosses the threshold and then wraps the towel around his hips. All that time, his back is in full view for Sage. Devon enters the bathroom and does leave the door ajar. He goes into the shower part of the room which is not that big because Manson likes the prison aesthetic so much. He hangs his towel so it will not get wet from the shower spray. He turns the shower on as the cold spray of the shower hits his skin. Devon sighs because water feels good on him any time of day. He lets himself get soak by the water for a few minutes, lifting his face up for the water to hit it. Devon wonders if Sage and his newfound confidence will take the bait or not but he knows as a merman that only a few, he can count it with one hand, can resist the pull even without using his siren voice. If this is a game, Devon is fully in control and he’s definitely winning. Losing is never an option for him. |
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Post by SAGE BAILEY DUBOIS on Sept 2, 2019 18:54:41 GMT 1
Sage has never seen a lot of television growing up, being on the move from doss house to doss house meant that he usually ended up with just his sibling and whatever they could find around the place to entertain themselves. Empty syringes (without the needles) were usually their goto for a little fun, simply squirting water at each other like they were water guns. It was a sad childhood. His education comes mostly from interacting or watching other people.. Considering he finished growing up in a circus as a drinker there weren't many people to watch and admire. More than anything he'd learnt to be content with being somebody's one night stand. Even now he doesn't really mind too much at being used and left behind, it's the story of his life. It doesn't bring him down. But Dev would be right in his insinuation of humans in that he does like hooking up with people. Just because his libido is neglected doesn't mean it doesn't exist. If he's honest with himself it's why he came here, to try his luck.. He just won't admit it out loud.
Talking is not the only thing that he wants to do within Devon's room, that much was obvious enough by Sage's response to that suggestion. The dark haired male just went ahead with touching his hip like he had done, convinced at least that he wouldn't be slapped away like a pesky nuisance for doing so. The Ectomancer didn't really require an indepth explanation as to why his skin glowed but he appreciated it none the less, so, he was like his own personal night light. Which would be handy in deep waters he supposed, it was dark down there. "You're gorgeous without it, fascinating with it.." His mind was mostly running on a less than clean train of thought, he wanted to know what'd happen if he nipped at his skin, or ran his nails over his back. And what shapes he'd cast upon the walls in complete dark, Sage swallowed and went to speak again but before he could get anything out Devon was on the move and he ended up straddled upon his lap suggestively.
He really needed no direction to place his hands on the merman, he may be awkward at times but even he isn't daft enough to think that somebody clambering on top of you doesn't want to be touched in return. So he let Devon guide his hand but took initiative in applying a little pressure to the curve of Dev's ass, hoping to pull him in even that little bit closer. A breathy and quiet sound of amusement passed his lips after Dev spoke, "oh God, I hope so." His lips remained only slightly parted and he wanted that kiss, he wanted the contact between their mouths but it never came. He let out an unabashed groan of mild frustration when Dev just got back up and left him alone on the mattress like that. But he propped himself up onto his elbows to watch just what the merman was up to now. He was undoubtedly being a tease. And it was working damn effectively.
And holy crap he was getting naked. He was showering? Sage lightly bit the corner of his bottom lip but he somehow managed to resist following like a lost little puppy until the water turned on. And then he was moving, up and over to the doorway to none too slyly look through the gap in the door for all of ten seconds before he reached in to grab the towel and casually threw it back over his shoulder into the bedroom and therefore out of Dev's reach. Childish perhaps, but the merman looked good with no clothes and he'd try and get as much of an eyeful as possible. The night can't last forever after all.. "Hey, Devon," he sounded curious more than cautious, there was no steam that he could see, did the guy have cold showers? He hoped to hell he didn't because he didn't want him cooling off, he wanted him hot hot hot, "can I, uh.." He trailed off, this time somewhat awkwardly as his gaze landed on the now very wet, very naked individual just feet away from him. Sage's brain just cut off a little and caused his mouth to go just a little dry, "damn.. What was I saying?" And what did it matter?
And why was he still dressed? Ohyeah, because he's not an assuming nympho groper. Times like this he kind of wished he was though.
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Post by DEVON MAHELONA KELI'I on Sept 9, 2019 7:18:51 GMT 1
The water hitting his face and body from the spray of the shower is cold. Devon likes it cold because the temperature in the deep sea is really cold and he likes remembering it in the shower at least. Warm or hot water is good but it is definitely not his first or second choice. His hands roam around his neck down to his body to dampen himself. Honestly, he finds Sage to be a really great person so far. He seems honest, has a sense of humour, good looking, and easy to be with basing on their meeting at the smoking shed. If Devon is in the state of mind of being in a relationship, Sage is definitely getting a chance. Sadly, he is not at that moment in his life yet so he will give, and get, what he can. Sage seems to be the same from what Devon observes so he knows that no feelings will be hurt in the near future. This is definitely all fun and games but Devon does want to be friends with Sage. Of course, fuck buddies will be the end result and he knows both of them won’t be complaining from that arrangement. By the way Sage responds to his actions, it seems like he is not used to someone wanting him, maybe not anymore and that is kind of weird for Devon. Sage is definitely a total babe in his opinion even with being alcoholic part he is definitely a catch. Devon may have a little bias because he does like the tall guys and guys with tattoos but even if he tries to look at Sage objectively, he is definitely something girls and guys will fight for. In another life, Sage will be a fuck boy and he will be breaking hearts here and there. Devon hears Sage call for him by the door. Devon moves the backward and shows himself, his full self, to Sage. “Hmm?” was the only reply he gives as he sees the man. Damn, his mind just goes to the image on how Sage looks like fully naked. It will be happening in a minute or so if it’s up to him and it is kind of up to him. Sage stares at him as he forgets what he’s saying. Devon lets out a melodic laugh as he grabs the shampoo. He puts a good amount into his hair and rubs it gently to foam it. He grabs the soap and lathers himself with it. He moves backwards again and shows his back to Sage. Devon turns his head as if trying to look at Sage. He starts trying to reach his back and then grunts a bit. “I think I need some help here,” he says to Sage. Devon then faces the other man and extends his arm with the soap. He gives a seductive smile as he tilts his head to one side and says, “Join me.” He just loves the fact that he can become a merman again with all the luring but in this situation, he doesn’t even need to use his siren voice. Also, he is not going to drown Sage so there’s that. He just have to settle down with luring Sage into the shower. Devon is going to make sure that they are going to have fun in the shower and then after that, in his bed. The day is still young and Devon has a lot of plans for Sage. Hopefully, his stamina is up to par with today’s itinerary. |
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Post by SAGE BAILEY DUBOIS on Sept 10, 2019 11:43:54 GMT 1
Seeing Devon fully undressed and wet wasn't really helping him with his thought processes, but he can't resist an offer to join him. At the end of the day Sage is quite the simple person, he's not much into pushing his luck at the best of times and there's always been distractions in the past to put him off ever doing anything like this. But when there are no undead spirits hanging around because he can conciously keep a barrier up around himself and the near vicinity then there's really no need to hold back from just doing what feels right. Like pulling his tshirt up over his head to just drop it on the floor near the doorway so it wouldn't get wet, his jeans.. Well, those he hesitated in undoing, but they were the type of material that stays wet for a long, long time so he had to get rid. It was logical. Obviously not just because he wants to get naked and against another body.
"Okay," he agreed easily, although it was quite obvious that he was going to join him by now, nobody gets undressed and then walks away. Do they? He didn't think that would make sense but he took a brief moment to slip his shoes and socks off, kicked them haphazardly off to the side and stepped up to the shower cubicle on bare feet. He was still wearing his boxers, but he didn't want to be too assuming.. Nor would he stop the merman if he decided he didn't want them on him, but it would make his intentions all too obvious. Some things can't be denied.
However, he took the soap from Dev's hand and wasted no time in passing it over the skin of his back, his other hand rising just to smooth over the soap slickened skin. His mouth was awfully dry considering there was so much water around right now. Cold water too.. Sage was pretty damn sure he didn't want to be stepping into the cold spray, he couldn't think of anything worse to kill his mood than starting to shiver and getting blue lips. Somehow he doesn't think even Dev can keep him warm enough in the cold to stop that from happening. Still.. "You're so soft," he mumbled quietly, he stepped forward suddenly, his arm circling around his waist. The drop in temperature against his skin made him tense a little but he didn't jerk away from Dev even after he'd pressed his chest against his back, instead he pulled the merman backwards a little with a prompted hand splayed low against his stomach.
Sage chuckled shakily, his cheek touching the wet and slightly lathered hair on Dev's head, "if you want me to join you properly you're going to have to turn the temperature up, the last thing I want right now is a cold shower."
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Post by DEVON MAHELONA KELI'I on Sept 11, 2019 2:58:39 GMT 1
Devon can hear the rustling of clothes and knows that Sage is taking off his clothes. A smirk forms in the merman’s face as he continues soaping up his chest and his abdomen. He hears the patter of the ectomancer’s footsteps and feels the man behind him. Sage takes the soap bar from his hands and starts soaping him up. Devon lets out a soft groan at the feel of Sage’s hands as the other man wraps his arm around his waist. He feels the rubbing of fabric on his ass as Sage presses his chest against his back and figures out that Sage is still wearing his boxers. The feel of Sage’s body turns Devon on a lot. He’s quite wiry and firm in all the right places. Pun intended. He turns around and wraps his arms around Sage’s neck and gives the other man a brush of a peck on his lips. “Tasty,” he says. Sage touches his hair and tells him that he cannot step under the cold shower. Devon chuckles at this and moves slightly away from the other man and turns the knob for the water heater. Cold water does not bother the merman at all because it is what he likes and the temperature underwater is cold, colder than the shower too I he’s being honest. Right now though, he doesn’t mind some heat for the sake of Sage. He forgets that humans have water temperature preferences too and it’s not usually the cold setting unless it is in really hot weather. He goes back to Sage, his other arm still wrap around his neck, as his other hand extends to the sprinkle of the shower to feel the change of its temperature. After a few more seconds, he thinks the temperature is perfectly lukewarm to go under it. It’ll heat up a few more notches as the time goes by but the temperature is good enough for Sage to handle or so Devon thinks. He looks at Sage and runs his both of his hands down on his body. It stops at the sides of his waist where the boxers hang. Devon goes to whisper to Sage as his face goes near to the other man’s ear. Of course he gives a nibble on Sage’s ear as his tongue plays with the stud piercing on it. “You won’t need this here,” he says as he slowly pulls down Sage’s boxers. This action puts Devon in a squat position and his eye level is on something that makes him bite his lower lip. He’ll deal with that later for sure. As he goes back to standing, Devon grabs Sage’s wrist and gently leads him under the shower. The heat is pretty nice now. He grabs the soap from Sage’s hand and then Devon starts rubbing the bar gently on Sage’s body. “While I do love the natural alcohol scent you have on you,” he says as he lathers the other man’s chest with the soap, “I think soaping you up is a good excuse to touch more of you.” Devon continues to do soap every inch of Sage’s body while avoiding the most sensitive parts. His other hand though keeps circling his left nipple gently. Devon likes to play these games and see how long the other person can control themselves. Are they strong enough to resist Devon’s teasing or are they going to explode any second? Again, pun intended. All the things Devon imagines with Sage will probably going to happen that day and he is going to have a great time. Thank Poseidon he is not an incubus or else he is going to reduce all of his guys into skin and bones. Devon really hits the jackpot of being born as a merman. A perfect species fit for him. |
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Post by SAGE BAILEY DUBOIS on Sept 16, 2019 17:10:00 GMT 1
Sage makes a small sound of agreement at the 'tasty' comment but he meant that the merman was the tasty one in this situation. More of a tease than he ever realised too, but that was more than okay as long as the teasing was directed entirely at him for the moment. And as long as he was continued to be allowed to touch him as much as he wants, something he did continue to do with his hands as they brushed over the curve of his ass and the smooth skin of his back. However, he let him go to change the temperature of the water and he smiled when the misty spray off of Devon's own skin warmed up a little, warmish works just as well as warm and he used that as an excuse to step closer again only to meet him again as that mouth, probably quite a talented mouth too he was assuming, moved up to his ear.
Perhaps he'd been a little hopeful when Dev had crouched whilst slipping down his boxers, but as he stepped out of them he was a little disappointed to find the merman standing back up again. And washing him? Sage internally flailed with the frustration of it all, especially considering those hands really weren't touching anywhere he wanted them too as they passed over his skin. Damn exasperating merman and his ridiculously teasing personality. If Sage was more of a forceful person then he'd already be all over Devon, but he was hesitant because, well, what if he was pushed off? The chance of him reading this situation wrong at this point was quite low though, he's well aware of that.
"You don't have to have excuse to touch me," he reassured Dev, though he was a little put off by the thought of himself smelling like alcohol.. It would explain why the vampires looking for a buzz always seemed to find him but still, didn't sound particularly sexy did it? Sage resisted the urge to sniff himself and instead just closed his eyes and let himself get pulled beneath the warm spray of the shower and subjected to Devon's touch. Something he was quite willing to fall into, but it wasn't enough in the slightest, his blood was pumping hotly through his veins, fuelling the lustful hunger that wanted nothing more than to just pin Devon to the wall and take full advantage of him in every way his mind could possibly think of.
He did end up losing his patience, that much was obvious as he decided to claim Dev's mouth in a hungry, intense kiss that did end up with him pressing the other male against the tiled wall of the shower cubicle, hands shamelessly groped at Dev to make it all the easier to press his own body to his. There was no going back, he didn't really want to rewind either, who really gets to say that they've been in this position with a merman? Not many and he was more than willing to push it further, or take it back into the bedroom so he won't end up falling ass over tit on the slippery floor.
Speaking of which, where had that soap gone?
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Post by DEVON MAHELONA KELI'I on Oct 3, 2019 8:12:52 GMT 1
Sage tells him that Devon does not need an excuse to touch him and Devon just moans in agreement as the other man’s touch roams around his body. Excuses are non-existent at the moment and the mermaid is just happy with the way things are going. Finally, Sage kisses him hungrily and as Devon’s back hits the wall, his moans get louder because this aggressive side of the ectomancer makes him feel hot and the way Sage is pressed on him makes him feel the other man’s body’s hardness… amongst other things. Devon is definitely reciprocating the reaction of Sage’s body the same way as he kisses him equally intense. At that moment, the shower is a distant memory to what is happening there. Devon pulls his head back to stop the kissing and smirks at Sage. This is probably the time to give in because everything has been leading up to this anyway. Turning around to face the tiled walls of the bathroom he grabs for Sage’s hands blindly and as he catches them, Devon pulls him towards him strongly. Devon’s breathing starts to slow down as he releases Sage from his hold and rests on the side of the bed. There’s a smile on his face as he turns to the side to look at Sage. Hopefully he is as sated as he is because what just happened is really fantastic. He scoots to the edge of the bed like a lazy bum and opens the top drawer of the desk and grabs his cigarette pack and lighter. He pulls a fag out of the pack and lights it up and gently throws it near to Sage if he wants one. The lighter follows as he grabs the make shift ashtray he has that is actually just a glass and places it in between them. Devon takes a puff of the cigarette as one of his hand starts playing with Sage’s hair. He looks at Sage and all his mind can tell him is that he wants to ride him again. Devon decides to move the ashtray on top of the headboard of the bed as he moves closely on Sage’s side. “I really, really am into your tattoos,” he says as his other hand’s index finger traces the tattoos on his shoulder going down to his triceps. Devon would like to trace his finger onto something else but that will be in a few minutes because he knows humans need some recovery time especially after what just occurred. Devon definitely likes to do it again with Sage in a few. Maybe three or four more times will suffice but pacing is the key. Tapping the ash on the ashtray, he rests his head on the crease of the other man’s armpit and relishes on the satiated feeling. Finally, he has gone and had sex with someone in here. Manson may be a boring place and really dreary but it does offer some good looking residents and that is something that Devon is going to take advantage of. Sage is definitely someone who he can go back to have sex every now and then. Although he probably needs to ask if Devon’s stepping on anyone’s toes because he loves the drama but he can’t be arsed if he is the one in the middle of it especially with other supernatural creatures. Most of them are drama queens. They usually say they don’t do monogamy but when someone is fucking their fuck buddy, they get jealous in a condescending way for some reason. Devon doesn’t think Sage is doing it with anyone at the moment besides him so he thinks he’s safe with the ectomancer. Tasty, tasty human. Maybe he’ll have a bite after the cig he’s smoking. |
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Post by SAGE BAILEY DUBOIS on Oct 6, 2019 14:58:58 GMT 1
Sage remained quite still upon the bed after Dev scoots to the edge of the bed, his chest rising and falling with each deep breath and a lazy, if not overly happy smile upon his lips. That had definitely been better than drinking himself into a lonely stupor, nnow he felt more relaxed than he had done in quite a while and it was all thanks to the merman tossing him a packet of cigarettes. The ectomancer propped himself up on one elbow and helped himself one handed to the packet, sliding a ciggy between his lips before leaning over to place the pack on the desktop and grabbing the lighter before flopping back down on the pillow behind his head. Sage took a drag just as Dev's hand slipped into his hair and began to play with the locks, it made his faded smile return, followed by a chuckle at the compliment.
"I'm just into you," not in an overly obsessive or needy way, but he was most definitely up for a repeat or two if the merman was. Sage had already come to terms with the fact that he was never really going to have anything too long term in any way, it wasn't for him. Not in a depressive, nihilistic way though, Sage is quite happy with getting whatever he gets and doesn't tend to mope too much about basically not having anything to call his own. Other than the one particular ghost that usually follows him around like a protective lost puppy. Not that he'd call Adrian that, but, it was kind of how he sees the helpful dead dude, the Ectomancer knew that he wasn't going to be going anywhere anytime soon.
Being human meant that he was prey to a lot of the supernaturals around here, or at least he was viable food for many of them anyway, blood, flesh.. He was under no impression that he had strength, most of the time he relied on hoping that the vampires and shifters weren't particularly peckish. Admittedly though that ended up with him unconcious the few times he'd decided to mess around with a vampire. They can't quite seem to always keep their teeth to themselves, epecially considering he's a bit of a cocktail with the usually present alcohol levels in his blood. So more often than not he's left close to unconscious or actually unconscious wherever they dump him, he's never really had somebody rest their head on him before.. He curled his arm around him a little and took to simply enjoying it, his fingers tracing patterns over his skin even as he took another drag of the cigarette.
"Have you always been that flexible.. or does yoga actually help with that?" Because in that case he may ask for some up close and personal lessons. He might as well achieve something before he inevitably snuffs it.. Getting a little more from a merman seems like a good achievement in his books, how may people can say that they've been where he is now? He popped the cigarette between his lips for another toke and reached up to flick the ash into the small glass, "And, uh, is this where you ask me to leave.. Or..?"
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