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Love Dump Divi/Lee 1x1
He was late for work... so late, he'd get yelled at for sure... Running into the building he hurried about his the dressing room, only to be ordered outside. Getting told that he had someone was waiting for him. Huffing he pulled on vinyl shorts, a torn skirt over that. Slipping on a loose nighty he tugged knee high boots.
Running outside he looked around, only to get punched right in the face. Falling to the ground he was out cold, arms slumped up and over his body as a grinning man stepped from behind the doors. |
It was a pretty normal day... Uri was done with this shift at the bar, so he was on his way home. His normal walk back to his car passed a strip joint and he normally peeked inside just for a moment. He didn't have the need to go in there, but he was always slightly curious... He'd never seen anyone else half naked but himself... So, he would peek inside and then leave from pure shyness... Today was different though. He heard a huge thud from the alleyway beside the place and he peeked around the edge, cigarette in hand. He was faced with one of the normal strippers he saw being punched out cold and falling to the ground harshly. The man who did that was grinning over him and it made Uri realize what was going on... He wasn't meant to be there and this man probably had the intentions of raping him or something of the sort. That made him quickly move into the alleyway and try his hardest to keep this man's fate from playing out. Uri was pretty big though, so he could hold his own. He was solid and broad shouldered. He wasn't weak... So, he quickly overpowered this man and watched him as he moved away and left the alleyway, yelling random things about how he would pay for this or something. Uri didn't pay attention at all, he just picked up the man from the ground and carried him to his car. |
Groaning softly a short while later he slowly stirred. A sharp pain shot through his head and he gasped loudly. His legs shot out and he kicked the side of whatever he was in. His eyes slowly opened, the world the constant half dark it always was. Seeing a metal roof. He slowly looked around, head hurting even more when he moved. Grasping it tightly he whimpered and started to kick again. He wanted out, and away from whom ever this was. "Please....le...let me go..." He softly pleaded, not sure who had him. |
It was a rocky ride home, but he managed to get there without this man waking up. He wasn't really sure whatever to do with him other than take him back to his own home... He was sure to be raped had he taken him back into the strip club... Or maybe something even worse. Uri wouldn't have liked that at all... Especially not when this male was just so... He wasn't sure how to describe how he felt about him. He was just so aesthetically pleasing to him for some reason... It was confusing and he'd never felt that way towards someone. About ten minutes after he picked the man up, he was out at his home in the woods. He'd driven faster than he normally did, in a hurry to get the man to a comfortable place. He carried him upstairs and laid him in the guest bedroom, knowing that bed was much softer than his own. He laid the man down on it, making sure his head was supported by the pillow and he sat down on the chair. He looked down at this man as he just laid there, unconscious. Thankfully, it wasn't much longer after that, that the man finally stirred. He'd brought in a cold pack and laid the man's face on it to make sure there wasn't going to be much bruising or anything to his face. It would at least keep down the swelling. Thankfully, it was only on the side of his face that he was hit. The spot was red, so it was obvious. Moving to the edge of his seat, he peered over at the man, insanely curious about him. He noticed that he was distressed and that made a lot of sense. Uri quickly stood and placed his hand lightly on the man's shoulder to guide him back down to the bed. He wanted him to lay down and relax for a little while... He'd been hit over the head pretty hard. He wanted him to remain on the ice pack to keep too much damage from being present. "Someone hit you and tried to take you... I saved you from them so nothing bad would happen to you... Please calm down and lay here for a little while," Uri whispered down to him. |
Feeling the hand on his shoulder Miki started to panic all the more. "Don't touch me!" He shouted, pushing himself away only to fall off of the bed. Screeching as he hit the floor he groped around, a little. "Where am I. Who are you..." He demanded, going to all fours. Crawling forward he bumped into the bed a little, grunting softly as he wrapped a hand around the top of it. He struggled to pull himself up and to his feet. Wobbling a little he fell onto the bed. He was panting heavily, legs pressing together. "Are... are you... are you going to rape me? Boss said to be careful...That there were freaks outside who would rape me, even though I'm a guy..." He whispered, blue eye rolling up to look at the odd man. Sadly that was the eye that had been hit... and it was swollen almost. "Please... let me go... I want to go home... I'm scared..." He whimpered, chest rising and falling heavily. |
Shaking his head, Uri reached his hands out to the man, but did not attempt to touch him. He was so confused as to how someone could be so scared of the man that had saved him. He swallowed hard, not sure how he was supposed to confront this at all. He wasn't good at talking or anything, so this was quite the challenge for him to say the least. He looked down for a moment, shifting his monroe around on his gums for a moment in thought of what he was supposed to say. "Please calm down. Please don't be scared. I saved you from the people that were sure to rape you! I'm not the bad guy here. Neither of us are the bad guy. Please get back in the bed and put this cold pack on the side of your face!" he said, pointing to the cold pack that was on the pillow he was laying on before he woke up. |
Looking towards the voice he rolled over and slowly crawled to where he had been laid down. Laying on his blind side he visibly trembled, groping around he found the ice pack. "Th-th-thank you..." He muttered, putting it back onto his face. He shrunk away from the other, still scared that the other was going to turn on him. "Can... Can I go home in the... in the morning?" He asked softly, legs kicking a little as he felt so vulnerable. That he felt so should have been obvious, since his left eye was obviously blind. He slowly reached out, feeling the man's legs at the edge of the bed. Shrinking away he squeaked and hesitantly reached out again. Thinking that he had never introduced himself. "I... I'm... Miki... Mikhael... Ven Ebe... please, who are you? |
When the man crawled back ionto the bed, it made Uri feel so much better. He sighed softly and lightly sat down on the edge of the bed when he'd heard the man's introduction of himself. That was nice. He didn't know what the man's name was after all. He just nodded his head and repeated the name 'Miki' over and over in his head. It sounded nice to him. Really nice and that was good... It was also surprising... He didn't usually pay attention to people at all. He was always confused and distant... But he really didn't want that anymore. "Of course you can," he replied, not sure if he meant that or not... He bit his lip when he said it, feeling guilty about that. He then sighed and looked down at this helpless creature. "My name is Uri... Uri Vaughn Wyatt. Please don't be scared. You're safe here." |
"U-uri... I can't see right now... So please don't move suddenly... like you just did." He muttered softly. He slowly sat up, reaching out to the other. "U-uri.... D-do I have to stay in here? Its cold. I... I'm almost naked..." He blushed badly, since he had been dressed for work. He pointed out his clothes, and... the goose bumps on his skin. He gulped sharply and let the ice pack down, a dark mark on his face as he tried hard to look at the other man. He could see...brown? |
"This room is too cold for you? You could sleep in my room instead... There are lots of blankets on my bed and everything..." Uri said, trying to remember not to make any sudden movements as this male said. He didn't want to frighten him at all... He also felt bad that he was blinded by what that man had done to him. That wasn't right in the least bit. He was hoping that the swelling would go down a lot by the time he had to take the man home... He just knew he was going to keep him until he could at least see... Or maybe even longer than that... Uri was honestly tired of being so alone. |
Shifting he tugged his skirt down and the rubbed his arms. "Well...I'm not really dressed for late fall..." He muttered, cheeks growing red since he knew he must look odd. Slowly reaching up to his head he tugged his red wig free, exposing his brown hair "May I borrow something warm? You said you won't hurt me... does that mean you don't like men? I would like to sleep..." He whispered, head hanging as he felt along his skirt, slowly taking it off. "Or... are you one of those who watched me take my clothes off and shake my ass...." He asked softer, curious. |
"Here. Don't be alarmed. I'm taking you to a different room. I have something warm for you in there..." Uri said as he gently and slowly scooped the man up into his arms. He took him out of the room and then down the hallway a few rooms to his own bedroom. He softly set him down on the bed, sitting him upright to be able to lay down however he wanted. Uri then sighed softly as he turned away and began to rummage through his clothing drawers to find something thick for the man to be able to wear for sleep. "I've not watched anyone take their clothes off before..." he finally said when he found a thick shirt for him to wear. He figured the blankets on the bed would be fine for him too. He then walked over to him and placed the shirt in his hands. "This should be warm." |
Squealing softly he clung to Uri rather tightly when he was picked up, legs curling a little. He relaxed when he was set down. "Oh? Then... then why would you... save a whore stripper..." He asked, standing from the bed to undress. His hands found the base of his chemise, pulling it up and over his head. Folding it slowly he set it on the bed as he sat again, unbuckling his boots. He realized the man was most likely staring at him now...But that was something that he was used to. He was used to men gawking at him. Leaning back into the bed he tugged his skirt off and then the shorts he had on. "Uri. I hate to ask... but do you... have something I can wear to... uhm... hide this..." He asked, pointing south, his cheeks and ears redder then a tomato. He was utterly bare, but he had Uri's shirt in his hands soon and he tugged that on, rolling onto his side and onto the bed. It took him a moment but he slowly asked, "You'll sleep here too?" |
As soon as he'd asked if there were some bottoms he could wear, Uri's eyes were averted. He didn't want to look, no matter how much his mind screamed at him to. He simply turned to his drawers once more in hopes of finding something that would fit the man without engulfing him. Uri was so much larger than Miki, so this was already a challenge. At least the shirt he'd been given was so very long and large. It covered down past the man's thighs as it was. Finally, he found something that might fit the man and he tossed the pair of shorts to him, watching as it brushed past his hand and just barely grazed the skin before it landed on the edge of the bed. He then sighed softly as he looked back at the man, proud of himself for not watching him get undressed and then dressed again. He didn't want to invade this man's privacy like that... Even though that was what he got paid to do. Show off his body and everything of the like. "No matter the occupation of the human, they do not deserve to be beaten, harmed, or raped. They're still a person and no one can take away their humanity," he said in response to the why. Then he sighed when the man asked if he was going to sleep here. "Well, it is my bed... So I should have full rights to sleep here, but if you'd rather sleep alone then I'll go sleep in one of the other beds in my house." |
Groping around for the shorts he quickly pulled them on then scooped under the blankets. "No! I'm scared... Wh-what if... what if that guy fo-followed...He'll find me... and hurt you... I...please don't leave me alone tonight..." He muttered, crying softly as he curled into the bed, hands at his head as he squeezed his eyes shut. He thought that his request was perfectly innocent, since his intentions weren't impure. He didn't even like men... That was all that he thought. Sitting up he went to his knees and crawled to the end of the bed, slipping off of it. "Uri... I have a problem... I... I have to pee..." His cheeks went ever darker and he groped around for the much larger man, finally finding him. "Please... I need to pee. All this frightening stuff made me realize it..." He muttered softly, looking like a child as Uri's shorts dropped off of his body. |
This was all so... Confusing to Uri to say the least. He was going to have to get used to human interaction and fast. He still didn't know what to think of people at all, despite his job at the bar. He hated that job too because there were so many different people there... So many different... Unpredictable people and he couldn't stand it, honestly... But this was different for some reason. "Alright. Come on. Here's the bathroom," he said as he took the man's shoulders and guided him to the bathroom. He put him in front of the toilet and placed the man's hand down on the lid so he could raise it himself and know where it was. |
Peeing blind was hard. Lifting the seat he shuffled a little, making sure he was in front of it fully before tugging the front of the shirt up so he could pee. He wasn't sure if he hit his mark though... Cheeks red he finished and groped the seat to put it back down before shuffling around to find the sink. "i... I'm sorry..." He muttered, near tears since his head was hurting again and he was sure he missed... and his hands needed to be washed... Biting his lip he found the sink and managed to wash his hands. Turning towards Uri he kicked his legs a little, the shorts not fitting his slender hips. he bent to pick it up, folding it slowly. "Th-they didn't fit... I'm sorry..." He said softly, handing them over to him, or rather he thought him. That he was nervous was obvious... He had never been this exposed or dependent on another man in so terribly long. And never out of character or costume. Finally he asked, "You like women right. So sleeping in the same bed is okay?" He was still trembling, and his exhaustion finally caught up with him. Falling forward his knees gave out and he slowly dropped to the floor, asleep before his body dropped fully. His hands were wrapped tightly around Uri's pant legs. |
At least the man got most of it in the toilet. Uri grabbed a rag and held it under the hot running water. He then added soap and quickly cleaned up the slight mess before tossing the rag into the basket in the corner of the room. He then turned and watched the man wash his hands and he sighed at the fact that the shorts didn't fit. He figured that would happen... Uri was much large than him as it was, so why would his shorts fit this tiny male? He took them from Miki and he laid them on the counter. Then he watched as the man collapsed and he leaned down, prying the fingers from his pant leg before scooping him up to take him to the bed. He looked down at this man and he sighed softly as how dependent and childlike he was in this state. It was actually rather adorable. Uri had never had to take care of someone before... So this was a new experience. Laying Miki down on the bed, Uri walked over to his clothes dresser and he removed his pants, pulling on a pair of shorts he'd found. He then removed his shirt and pulled on a looser one, wanting to be comfortable when he went to sleep... Even if there was another person in his bed. He walked back over to it and made sure Miki would be comfortable before laying down himself and turning himself away from the male. He didn't want to tell him that he didn't like women... |
He felt the blankets over him and stirred for a mere moment when Uri laid beside him. Slowly rolling onto his permanently blind side he shivered as he huddled next to the other. Honestly he was cold. Being as thing and small as he was he got cold easily. Plus he normally bundled up at night. Yet here he was in nothing but an extremely loose shirt. He felt pitiful. Not even underwear to keep his nether regions free from the biting cold. Softly he poked Uri, shivering. "U-ur-uri... Its cold..." He whispered, already under the four blankets the man had on his bed. Why he had to be so cold he didn't know. Though it was probably just the shock of the day catching up. His arms slowly went about the man's back, cold hands clenched tightly. It wasn't that long before he fell asleep again, still shivering. |
When the man huddled up to him, he knew it was because he was cold... His skin felt cold when he brushed his arm against the other man's. That made him feel really bad though. He didn't have any clothing that would fit this man... He was so very small. He grimaced as he opened his eyes and tossed a glance over his shoulder at Miki. The more time he spent with this man, the worse he felt about this entire situation. He honestly hated that man for trying to kidnap and rape this man... Rolling over, he wanted to help Miki get warm. He snaked his arms around the man and drew him in, hoping the combined heat would at least make a little difference. He could feel the man shivering next to him and it was rather pitiful... He just wanted everything in this man's life to be better... He felt that way for some reason. He'd never felt that way before and it was strange... He quickly fell into a light sleep though, holding the man tightly to his body for the warmth he desired. |
Feeling a lot of warmth around him he eased and stopped shivering, arms going around the other man tightly. He was happy to sleep now... It was peaceful and he was warm now. He squirmed a little as he slept, nuzzling into him. If he had known what he was doing he wouldn't have done it... After all he didn't like men, nor leading them on like he was doing in his sleep. The next morning when the sun burst through the window he whined softly and wiggled against the other man, rolling over so that his back was to Uri and no light was hitting his eyes. He felt safe... and that feeling was... alien to him. Slowly he stirred, shifting and kicking at the blankets a little to free his legs. The swelling in his eye was down a lot, but there was a cruel bruise across half of his face. |
While sleeping, he didn't really notice that the man was clinging to him so harshly... And then by the time he could have noticed, the man was already rolled over and no longer as close to him. Uri's arms were also not nearly as tightly wrapped around him at all. For some reason, he'd slept so soundly last night... He was sure it was because he had someone else here with him. He'd never slept in a bed with another human before... So, this was amazing to him... And not normal. Though, when the sun rolled in through the window, he had to get up... And he was hot. It was so hot for some reason. He shook his head and raised from the bed. He removed his shirt and then walked into the bathroom. He relieved his full bladder with his eyes still pretty much closed. He still desired sleep... At least a little more... So, he washed his hands and made his way back to the bed, not even bothering to get back under the covers. |
When Uri got up he sat up, rubbing his blind eye as he watched the man a little. He liked that he could see again. Curling his legs under his body he watched the other move back to bed, cheeks growing rather red as the other walked back. He liked that he was well built... It was nice. Shaking his head quickly. His eyes averted once the other laid down and he felt awkward.... Biting his lip he rolled over and laid next to him again. "Uri...how can I repay you for saving me..." He whispered softly, fist forming near the man's chest. His eyes were squeezed shut and he was back to trembling. Scared that the man did like men... and that he'd require something odd. |
Closing his eyes, Uri wanted to go back to sleep now... But he heard Miki talking again. He slowly rolled his eyes opened and looked over at the man, noticing that he would be able to see now. That was good. Really good... But he was certainly bruised up really badly. He leaned up and looked over at the man to better inspect it. He gently placed his hand around the bruising, but barely touched it. It felt tender and looked tender. It would take a little time to heal, that was for sure... "Payment?" he asked as he pulled his hand away. He then shook his head and laid back down. He closed his eyes again and placed his hand on the rather large and deep scar that was in his abdomen. "I require none." He was severely covered in scars when it came to his chest, stomach, and back because of his mother... He had at least one scar on every part of his body, even his face. His mother had tried to cut his eyes out because they apparently looked too much like... His... |
Whimpering when the man touched his bruise he shrunk away and turned so he couldn't do that again. "That hurt...!" He exclaimed sharply, tearing up a little. Frowning a little he looked the man over and shifted. His hands slowly went to the man's chest. Biting his lip he touched some of the scars, fingers fumbling a little. "...An act like saving me from being raped deserves payment. I don't have any money on me, obviously, but I can pay you for protecting me when I get home..." He said softly, turning away a little. He wanted to go home now that he was awake and could see. "Uri. Can I go home soon?" He asked, looking at his knees. Why was he nervous? Scared... He knew Uri wouldn't hurt him after all the man had saved him! Why would he hurt him? Shifting and slowly laying down he knew he should get up and go pee. Shutting his eyes he sighed softly, chest rising and falling slightly as he laid there. He was still tired, but... that was from the stress of the night before. |
Causing his bruise pain wasn't his intention at all... So, that made him feel bad about his concern. He wasn't sure how to feel really. He sighed as he looked towards the wall. He flinched when he felt the man's hand on his scars and he actually shied away from this fingers a little. He wasn't much for being touched, so that took him by surprise. He didn't like people to touch his skin for some reason... Especially not his scarred regions. Turning back to see him, he sighed softly. "You don't have to pay me, alright?" he asked. He really didn't want any payment at all. He was just glad the man didn't get to do anymore harm than he'd already done to Miki. No one deserved any of that... No matter the occupation. |
When the other didn't answer him about home he got a little scared... Why would he not answer that? Looking at him he frowned and sat up again, slipping on top of him. "Uri... you do intend to let me go home today... right?" He asked slowly, fully aware the shirt shifted up his body when his legs spread open to accommodate the man's large body. He was so small, only five foot three... And Uri seemed at least a foot taller, and about twice as broad. All Miki knew was he was having morning withdrawals... He almost always went home with a hooker, and always got attention in the morning. Blushing a little he looked at the other intently. "Please. Let me repay your kindness..." He muttered softly, hands between his legs to keep the shirt from riding up to reveal his body. It was one thing to sit on him, and another to show his body to the other. He was looking down at the man's scars now, fingers slowly tracing a few. It looked like the man had a hard life... And that made his chest twinge and throb. |
"Of course I intend to let you go home, Miki. I just... I want to make sure you're going to be alright. I'm scared to let you go home... Because it seems like you would be an easy target for people to steal away and rape is all..." Uri said when he noticed the man was scared that he hadn't answered. Honestly, he'd just forgotten the question was asked was all. He didn't want to scare him at all. He'd already been scared enough in the past twelve or so hours. When he realized the man was going to be touching his scars, he shook his head and reached down, grabbing the man's wrists in a light but firm grip. "Please don't touch those..." he whispered to him, eyes looking up at the man in a slightly pleading motion. He didn't like to admit that he'd been hurt in his life at all... So, the scars getting special attention wasn't good at all... Not to mention the man's fingers around them felt rather... Well... He knew how it felt would be obvious after too much touching. |
Blushing he looked at the other, tears in his eyes as he snatched his wrists away. "I... I can defend myself...!" He protested, moving off of the other rather quickly considering he'd been hurt so bad. Wobbling to the bathroom he shut the door and relieved the building pressure that was his bladder screaming to be free. When he was done he washed his hands and walked back into the room. Finding his own skin tight shorts. Pulling them on it was hard to hide that he was a little startled he'd been grabbed like that... But now that he had shorts on he felt a little better. Sitting on the bed again he wrung his hands and looked at Uri again. Slowly he crawled to him and kissed his cheek softly, smiling sorrowfully. "Thank you. For saving me. I do feel the need to repay you... In something. Anything..." He whispered, laying against the other |
For some reason, Uri highly doubted that this man could defend himself... He was so tiny, in every way. He didn't think he would stand up very well in a fight or when it came to trying to fend someone off of himself. He really couldn't see Miki being the victor at all... That made him feel even worse for this man. He shook his head and sighed when he went into the bathroom. He was obviously easy to upset. This was going to be so strange, he could tell. He wasn't much for being touched, but this man seemed to enjoy physical, innocent contact... He closed his eyes and shook his head. "I don't want you to pay me in any way, alright?" |
Sighing softly he grew still and rolled over. "I'm bored..." He muttered. He really was so used to playing in the morning. He groaned and shifted, frowning. "Uri..." He muttered, blushing a little when he rolled back over and grabbed the man's hand. "... You like men...?" He asked, still in a very odd mood. He frowned deeper and bit his lip, shifting and fidgeting. "Uri... I'm used to being... I... uhm..." His cheeks grew hotter when he realized what he was about to ask. Sitting up he poked his fingers together. In a low voice he muttered, "I'm used to having sex in the morning... I'm not gay, I... i uhm, I'm not asking for that... but... Uhm..." He was hyperventilating a little as he looked down, to embarrassed to ask the man anything now. "Fo-forget I said anything...!" He squeaked out finally. |
Honestly, this was all getting rather awkward now. His eyes widened as he sat up and pushed himself up to lean against the pillows. He wanted to be more comfortable as he tried to figure things out. He looked over at the rather shy man, confused about what he was asking now. He sighed out, trying to figure out why he even wanted to keep this man here to begin with... "Miki... I don't know what I like, alright? I've never done anything sexual with either gender... But I can honestly say that I do not find myself attracted to the female form..." he said, with no problems admitting how he felt. |
"S-so... touch me." He muttered, shifting a little as he crawled into Uri's lap. "You don't like how women look, so that must mean you like men... So... so touch me..." He shivered a little, a little scared to be touched by a man. Well... more then a little really. He was just so used to doing it in the morning that he found himself wanting to be touched. Looking down he couldn't keep the blush off of his cheeks. "O-or... I... I could..." Slowly climbing into his lap he looked back up him. "Or I could... dance for you..." He muttered softly, looking at the clothing he'd been wearing at the strip club. He knew he was good at taking them off at least. |
A bright blush filled his cheeks as he looked down at the man that was sitting in his lap. He shook his head and placed a hand on the man's shoulders. "No, Miki..." he whispered, even though he was insanely curious when it came to things like these. He'd never had an opportunity to do anything like this with someone that he found attractive before, so... Why should he turn it down? He just wasn't sure about anything. It was so obvious by the way he was acting that he didn't mean no... He meant yes, but he couldn't admit that to himself much less to this other person... But he figured it had been made so very obvious already. |
He wasn't that good at reading Uri yet. Since he didn't know the man. "N-no...?" Confused and surprised he pushed away from the other man. He... had never been turned down before. Blushing he scratched his head. "No..." He muttered softly, slowly standing from the bed, picking up his chemise and skirt. He took the shirt he had borrowed from Uri off, a mess of fine scars on his lower back as he tugged his chemise onto his body. "Am... Am I unattractive? Is that why you don't want... Or... no..." He started to chew his lip, dropping to the foot of the bed. Maybe Uri just saved him because he was nice... That had to be it. He wasn't a pervert. He...was mad at himself. "Fo-forget I said anything! Can... Can we.. Can... Uhm... can we do something? Or... will you let me go home..." He muttered, not looking at the other man. Why had the other shot him down? He'd offered his body to him... He'd never had someone say no to him offering himself like that. |
This made things even worse. He shook his head as he leaned forward with his hand slightly extended towards this man. He bit his lip and lowered his gaze, wondering if he should even say anything at all... Or if he should just take the man home. He closed his eyes for a moment and tried to think about what was best... This man said he was used to fooling around in the mornings and Uri had never fooled around before at all... So this was quite the predicament... Looking back up at the man, he couldn't help but feel bad that Miki wouldn't even look at him. "Of course you're not unattractive. You're extremely attractive, Miki... I just... I don't know..." he said, his hand shaking lightly as he put it back down. He scratched the back of his neck as he continued to look at this man. He was just nervous... Extremely nervous. |
Smiling a little he looked at Uri slowly, eyes down cast. "Its alright. You don't have to explain." He patted the man's hand and scooted close to him. "Here... I'll show you a kiss okay?" He said softly, grabbing Uri's face lightly. He shifted up and pressed his parted lips to the other man's briefly. Lowering himself he smiled and said softly, "Light kiss..." His eyes stayed down, wondering if the other would ever take charge. He knew he wanted to play around, but Uri made it clear he didn't. A kind smile played on his lips and his legs crossed. "If you want we can watch television or something, if you have that... Or go outside." He asked, not wanting the man to feel pressured by his perversions. |
This was rather strange to him... And it was also rather... Exciting. His eyes widened when he felt the lips against his... Especially when he realized he actually liked the closeness. His face burned an even brighter red when their lips parted. He looked straight down at his lap and entwined his fingers together, insanely embarrassed that he'd actually liked that... Whatever it was... He was also embarrassed that he didn't know a thing about these things. Finally looking back up, he exhaled heavily and shifted himself just a little. He wanted to explore this factor of life some more, but... He wasn't sure if his nerves would allow that. He didn't know what to say right now either. He could only avert his eyes every now and then, his face staying a bright red. |
Seeing the blush he got an idea. "Lets go outside! And... and I'll show you things. Coooome oooon!" He said, jumping up as he spoke, bouncing a little. Tugging him up Miki went to door and peeked around. He wanted to test his theory. He was sure if he got the other to relax he could show him more and more. Why...why did he want that out of the other? Biting his lip he grabbed his skirt and drug it onto his body, short legs shifting as he looked at the stairs. It was more that he was stir crazy. He was sure that his boss was looking for him too... The man had to be, after all Miki was his bread winner. |
Nodding his head, Uri stood from the bed. He made his way over to his closet slowly and he found a shirt. He pulled it on and then removed the shorts. He pulled on some more appropriate shorts,instead of wearing his sleeping ones. They were softer and weren't much of an excuse for outside clothing. He didn't want to wear them anywhere but in here anyway, so he wasn't going to. When he had the shorts on, he turned his attention back to the man he'd saved, wondering why he was so very... Excited to go outside. It was strange, but he was willing to comply with his simple request. |
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