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Post by tokka on Jun 4, 2011 13:37:18 GMT -5
Mattlock shook his head at the other man. "No, I have no problem with it. I was just wanting to know if you'll just be staying up there is all. Notihng more." he said. He picked up his back. "If you excuse me, I need to change..." he told no one in particular, just to let them know where he disappeared to. He walked over to a pillar bigger than him and began to change.
Ozzy snickered slightly until he was man-handled by the Croagunk, picking his arm up and spinning him around. The Oshawott blushed slightly as the other Pokemon stared at it's chest. 'What the.....what is he looking at?' he thought, looking down as well. His scallop. The Croagunk was looking at his scallop. Ozzy blushed more as Kai let him go and jumped up beside Jaysin. The otter Pokemon was about to say something until he noticed his trainer come out from behind the pillar and snickered.
"I don't remember having this.....This isn't my nighttime clothes...." Mattlock said. He was now wearing a pink frilly dress that actually looked good on him and look more girlly. The man blushed slightly. "Who could of....." he started, looking over at his little companion Pokemon. "Did you.......?"
Ozzy shook his head and gave a small, playful smirk. "I didn't do anything, I am completely innocent!" he said, whistling softly.
Mattlock sighed and looked at the dress again. 'Now I will get laughed at....'
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Post by Kathryn on Jun 5, 2011 5:45:28 GMT -5
[atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplatetop-1.png][atrb=width,426,true][atrb=height,227px][atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]I believe in shooting the messenger. You know why? It sends a message...
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[/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/147.png [/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/368.png [/img] [/div][/td][/tr][tr][td][atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplateMiddle.png] Mattlock suddenly crept out from behind the pillar in a dress and Merrick stared at him for a moment, unable to comprehend what the hell was going through that man’s mind. A slight snickering beneath him told him that clearly the Oshawott was lying in denying any role in this strange outcome. But why would Mattlock put on the dress even if he found it? Seriously, it wasn’t that dark. As amusing as it was, he wasn’t too pleased to see that the Oshawott had a side that pranked others. He’d have to be careful around that creature. Croagunk simply stared at Mattlock for a moment before he managed to blink through his surprise. Oh dear...
“Vixen,” suddenly Jaysin held a Pokéball. Kai darted down, punching a small dip in the floor before he filled it with rain water from outside, and then jumped back. Silently the small pool of water sat there until Jaysin tossed out the Pokéball, releasing a long, beautiful Water type Pokémon with purple tips on its body. “Sort that out.” Gorebyss looked at him for a moment, following his gaze before her eyes widened at seeing the strange person – a man, standing there... In a dress. EEK! A dress on a man? Ew, no no no! And it was such an ugly dress as well! Oh, she couldn’t let this slide!
“You can’t wear that kind of dress with those shoes!” She swam up to Mattlock, glaring at the Oshawott. While the Gorebyss cared somewhat for fashion and style, she knew that pink and those coloured shoes just did not match at all! Oh the nerve! “And especially when it has laces on the back! Turn around this instant!” "Son of a..."
::Gorebyss:: Vixen | 7 | Female Telling you to turn around 8<
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Post by tokka on Jun 5, 2011 5:52:43 GMT -5
Mattlock said and glared slightly at the Oshawott. "I will get you back for that....I will...." he grumbled. But before he could get the dress off, a rather beautiful Gorebyss swam up to him. He noticed before hand that the Croagunk made the small moat it was in. Mattlock tilted his head in a confused manner before following the Water types orders and turned around. He was still standing in a hunch, but that was a given.
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Post by Kathryn on Jun 5, 2011 6:12:32 GMT -5
[atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplatetop-1.png][atrb=width,426,true][atrb=height,227px][atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]I believe in shooting the messenger. You know why? It sends a message...
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[/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/147.png [/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/368.png [/img] [/div][/td][/tr][tr][td][atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplateMiddle.png] As soon as the man turned around, Jaysin knew what Gorebyss was going to do and he turned his head away, focusing on something else. While he knew – well, to put it politely – the anatomy of a male, he didn’t deem it really appropriate to watch what was going on. Kai walked around to the other side of Jaysin so he couldn’t see what was going on. However, what he hadn’t accounted for would be what she would dress him in afterwards. The Gorebyss immediately used Confusion on herself to lift herself up in a bubble of water, allowing herself to levitate up and release the laces of the dress. She was going to teach that Oshawott a lesson! The dress fell from Mattlock’s body, leaving him bare, and she immediately went to work dressing the little Oshawott up in the dress as punishment. Ugh! But the ugly dress... It was still an eyesore. She hated it, every fibre of it’s being. Before Mattlock could catch a cold, she pondered on what to dress him in – oh! Turning, she lifted up Merrick’s bag, which grabbed his attention, and dressed Mattlock in a pair of Jaysin’s clothing. It was a pair of black jeans and a quarter-sleeve black shirt which he wore on hot days. The clothes seemed to fit him perfectly, and she backed up from her work with a small smile. Merrick was pissed now, but at least the man was out of the dress... But he did have to admit to himself mentally that Mattlock looked good in the jeans. Dat ass... Vixen | 7 | Female Used Confusion to: *take dress off of Mattlock *dress Oshawott in the Dress *Put a pair of Jaysin's clothes on Mattlock [/td][td] [/td][/tr][tr][td] [/td][/tr][/table] Made by Zetsumei of DFRP! Please don't use without permission![/center]
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Post by tokka on Jun 5, 2011 6:23:36 GMT -5
Mattlock blinked and noticed the dress fall off of him as the Gorebyss took it over to Ozzy and dressed him up in it. The Oshawott fought against the other Water type but it was too weak. Soon, it was in the aweful pink dress. Ozzy pouted and sat down, fuming a little bit that it was put into a dress.
The man blushed as he noticed now he was, well, nude infront of Pokemon and Merrick. His hands covered up parts he did not want to be seen in embarressment. But soon, the Gorebyss clothed him in some of Jayson's clothing. "B-But..." he stammered, blushing more. He had to admit, the other man had some style.
"Thanks...errr..." he said, looking at the Gorebyss. I didn't...catch your name." Mattlock stammered a little. He was embarressed, poor thing. But nothign could be done. He needed clothes and the Gorebyss gave them to him. 'At least I am not nude anymore...'
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Post by Kathryn on Jun 5, 2011 7:05:11 GMT -5
[atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplatetop-1.png][atrb=width,426,true][atrb=height,227px][atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]I believe in shooting the messenger. You know why? It sends a message...
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Frost began to gather, and Jaysin’s muscles tightened as the cold began to seep through his skin and bite into his bone. Black skies behind him cracked with lightning, and Jaysin turned slightly, glancing outside. The storm wasn’t going to end soon – that was for sure. But he was starting to get too cold for what was healthy for any human being. With a swift kick, he shut the window and hopped off of the balcony with Kai at his side, another Pokéball grasped in his hand. Kai croaked and began tearing up an old curtain before shoving it in a pile on the middle of the floor, surrounding it with wood.
From the next Pokéball came a Houndour, which howled upon entry and immediately spat a ball of fire at the small congregation of wood and fabric in the middle of the room. It burst into flames and crackled menacingly as Merrick approached it, gazing into its depths for a moment. Kai’s head tilted and he gazed at his Trainer. Something didn’t feel right for some reason. He could sense something coming from the man... No, he recognised this scent – it was the scent of sickness. How long had it been since Jaysin had last eaten? He couldn’t remember, but the man seemed to poise himself as if he were feeling somewhat weak.
All honesty, he had been feeling a bit light headed and overheated for some time now. He just hadn’t bothered much about it until now; he was feeling as if he were going to fall, unable to hold his own weight. A slight wobble betrayed his own strength and he suddenly lurched down by the fire, forehead and chest sweating slightly. Fortunately his mouth was parted slightly so he had enough air to breathe, but he would hit the ground pretty hard with all those chains around him. Hellfire called out sharply as he leaned, and charged over to catch him before it was too late. Uh oh, just by looking at him, it was clear he had a fever, and was quite weak...
"Vixen, we need some water, quickly!"
::Houndour:: Hellfire | 8 | Female Caught Merrick
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Post by tokka on Jun 5, 2011 7:25:02 GMT -5
Mattlock looked down at the clothing until he heard the window shutting loudly. His attention was then taken by the sight of the other man jumping down and walking over. His Pokemon working on making a fire. The brunette was just about to say something until he noticed something was off with Jaysin.
He watched as sweat was beading up and pouring down his face. 'He...he has a fever...' he thought. A gasp escaped the man's lips as Merrick fell over. Running over to him, he tried to move the man off the Houndour and into his lap. "I...I need a cloth. A clean cloth soaked in water..." he said, wiping Jaysin's forehead gently. He had a worried look on his face.
He had to figure out what broke a fever and fast. "Ozzy, get my bag...He maybe weak from not eating..." he told the Oshawott. At first, the small otter wasn't going to do it but he saw the look in his trainer's eyes. It was a mixture of fear and concern. Why did Mattlock feel this way? It was just a fever. Or was it more than that? The otter Pokemon didn't know, but he grabbed the bag and pulled it over to Mattlock. "Rummage through it and see what you can find..."
Ozzy did just that. 'Oh what to do....'
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Post by Kathryn on Jun 5, 2011 7:47:03 GMT -5
[atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplatetop-1.png][atrb=width,426,true][atrb=height,227px][atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]I believe in shooting the messenger. You know why? It sends a message...
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[/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/147.png [/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/368.png [/img] [/div][/td][/tr][tr][td][atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplateMiddle.png] It wasn’t easy for Mattlock to move Jaysin’s weakened frame. The man was limp – deadweight, carried down by the chains that draped his body. But Mattlock managed it, and he lay on the man’s lap with his eyes closed, sweat beading down his pale forehead. When Jaysin’s eyes parted slightly, it wasn’t the same cold, dead hatred for others and life itself that his expression held. It was peace, understanding, and a little bit of confusion as to what was going on around him. Hellfire sat by his side, her chin resting on his stomach and a dark paw holding him gently on the stomach. Jaysin’s hand twitched slightly and he groaned. Quietly he panted; his eyes drifted shut again, sweat slipping past his lips, one of his legs bent. It was because he hadn’t eaten in, what... He didn’t tend to eat much, because he was used to it. Perhaps it was the new environment here that had induced the fever, but he wasn’t sure. He couldn’t actually remember how long it had been, and Hellfire looked up as Vixen swam over, summoning a small whirlpool from her maw to cool Merrick’s head down slightly. Kai croaked and trotted over to his Trainer’s side, pressing his hand against Jaysin’s head. Yeah, they needed to find a cloth to put over his forehead to regulate his temperature, so the frog leapt off to find one. Jaysin moaned again from on Mattlock’s lap and turned his head, as if he were in some pain. Ugh, he hated feeling weak... If he were still with his parents, then he would surely be dead. The confusion from the fever began to make his head swim and he sighed, trying to make sense of the situation. It felt like he was back in his old house, infested with cockroaches, with stains that damaged the walls severely. Damn Blackthorn City... “Unh...”Dat ass. Hellfire | 8 | Female Keeping Merrick warm 8< [/td][td] [/td][/tr][tr][td] [/td][/tr][/table] Made by Zetsumei of DFRP! Please don't use without permission![/center]
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Post by tokka on Jun 5, 2011 8:10:00 GMT -5
Mattlock looked down at Merrick, severe worry covering his face. "Jaysin...." Mattlock mumbled softly. "Everything will be all right, we will get you make to health...We are here. And we won't go away, you know?" he whispered softly, trying to soothe the other man. Slowly and gently, the man leaned down and went to brush his lips against Merrick's. "I won't let anything bad happen to you...." he muttered. Soon, his lips moved to connect with Jaysin's gently.
He stayed there for a few seconds until Ozzy pulled him away. "Mattlock, I think he would eat this. Its spicy. I thought I saw him eyeing it earlier." the otter Pokémon said gently. Mattlock examined the item of food that the Oshawott had found. It was a rice ball that Mattlock made, but he had gotten it too spicy for his taste buds.
If Merrick was eyeing it earlier, then he was interested in it. Right? The lanky gentleman tried to move Merrick into a sitting position, sort of leaning against his chest, that way he wouldn't get choked on the food. "You need to eat, Jaysin. You'll get better if you eat." he whispered into the ear of the man he was caring for.
Mattlock knew why he was doing this. It wasn't because Jaysin was sick. He, to put it in terms, had fallen in love with the man. And he wasn't going to lose him. Not anytime soon. He would make sure of it.
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Post by Kathryn on Jun 5, 2011 8:51:53 GMT -5
[atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplatetop-1.png][atrb=width,426,true][atrb=height,227px][atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]I believe in shooting the messenger. You know why? It sends a message...
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[/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/147.png [/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/368.png [/img] [/div][/td][/tr][tr][td][atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplateMiddle.png] Subconsciously he could feel something hovering just above his head, and he grunted, swallowing the lump in the back of his throat and squinting slightly, as if the light hurt his eyes. Whatever it was got closer, and he instinctively felt uncomfortable – he preferred to keep people at a distance rather than let them close. Weakly he opened his eyes a bit, trying to figure out what was so close to him when something brushed against his lips. Quivering ever so slightly, his lips parted, and he took a shallow breath in, almost tasting Mattlock’s lips against his own before they connected. It was strange. He didn’t understand why Mattlock was being so gentle with him – so... careful? Nobody had really done that before. He’d always been handled roughly. In fact, the last time he’d been in any form of contact with a man... It had been with his father, and he’d been struck. It was before he’d killed them - before any of this had happened. Truthfully he wasn’t scared of the sickness. He’d been through worse before, albeit something of the same nature, but this time he felt reassured, and he couldn’t help but ask himself why. Why was Mattlock so kind to him? He didn’t understand at all. But then he realised that Mattlock... Must love him. Love him, though? Love him for what? Who he is or what he looked like? His breath hitched a second before Mattlock pulled away and he gasped for breath, his head leaning back and his eyes opening slightly. The expression there was dreamy, almost as if he were seeing stars and he was watching them go around and around, but there were no stars. His heart was pounding loudly, and slowly he was pushed up to a sitting position. Sweat pooled just in the dip of his collar bone and he gasped a few times, breathing in alright but having trouble breathing out. When the food was introduced to him, he simply turned his head away from it. “No...” he whispered faintly, his breathing soft and steady. He could feel Hellfire snuggle up against his stomach and nuzzle into his belly, but he ignored it. “I just... need rest...” For a moment he just stayed still, before he sighed, losing consciousness. His body slipped down to lean against Mattlock's chest and his breathing softened slightly, but it was clear his breathing was still quite pained. He would wake up in a while, but it would be better to make him comfortable or something. Idk... I mean dat ass... <3 Hellfire | 8 | Female Keeping Merrick warm 8< [/td][td] [/td][/tr][tr][td] [/td][/tr][/table] Made by Zetsumei of DFRP! Please don't use without permission![/center]
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Post by tokka on Jun 5, 2011 9:03:36 GMT -5
Mattlock felt Jaysin fall unconscious and she shook slightly with worry. Somehow, he had to make him feel comfortable. Ozzy had moved away from the two and looked around, finding something solid for his trainer to lean up against. But it was no use. All Ozzy could do was take off the pink dress -with much struggle, mind you- and lay id down. It was fluffy enough for it to be used as a pillow by the two men.
The man smiled and nodded to the Oshawott. "That will work." he whispered. Mattlock slowly and gently layed down, putting Jaysin's head on his arm and gently beside his chest. The shaggy haired man watched his human companion sleep and only thought about him getting better. 'I wish he would eat...he will starve himself to death if he doesn't....' Matt thought to himself softly.
Ozzy waddled up beside Mattlock and layed down on the other side of his head, giving a soft coo before yawning and falling asleep. His trainer sighed softly.
'Please, Arceus....help him be ok....help him get better....' he prayed silently.
But....dat ass, man. dat sexy ass....
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Post by Kathryn on Jun 5, 2011 9:48:12 GMT -5
[atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplatetop-1.png][atrb=width,426,true][atrb=height,227px][atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]I believe in shooting the messenger. You know why? It sends a message...
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[/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/147.png [/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/368.png [/img] [/div][/td][/tr][tr][td][atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplateMiddle.png] Jaysin was lowered down to the ground on the dress. An arm carefully moved around him and the warmth of Mattlock’s chest. The black shirt that the man wore – Merrick’s shirt – managed to wipe a little bit of the sweat from Jaysin’s forehead as he lay, his cheek pressed against Mattlock slightly. Hellfire’s ears perked and she moved up, gently tilting her Alpha’s head back to clear his airway and prevent obstruction. That way he wouldn’t suffocate, and he could breathe easier. While Mattlock had been busy tending to her Alpha, she’d been thinking about how long it had been since she last saw him eat anything. “About a week and a half,” she whispered to no one in particular – mainly to herself, perhaps? “He hasn’t eaten... In about that time...” She couldn’t be any more specific. The man had kept them all well fed, but not himself? She didn’t understand why the resting man wasn’t eating like them. He had enough to supply himself with, didn’t he? Clearly humans didn’t eat the same food as Pokémon. Personally she preferred the meat of fish, because it made her fur more water repellent, but of course Merrick had to eat food that was more suitable to humans. In whatever dream he was having, it seemed like Jaysin was enjoying it somewhat. For a moment he fell silent and then shifted, moaning slightly. His brows furrowed and he panted, shivering a little bit as his body fought to regain control. Subconsciously he could feel Mattlock’s arm just below his head, but he couldn’t really move too much... Hellfire | 8 | Female Keeping Merrick warm 8< [/td][td] [/td][/tr][tr][td] [/td][/tr][/table] Made by Zetsumei of DFRP! Please don't use without permission![/center]
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Post by tokka on Jun 5, 2011 19:25:11 GMT -5
Mattlock sighed softly and cuddled the other man to keep him warm. He nuzzled his face close to the other man and went to kiss the outer corner of his eye gently and lovingly. He heard the Houndour speak and Matt looked horrified. "A week? That's not good, no wonder he is ill..." he said. "When he wakes up, we have to get him to eat. Rest isn't going to do much help without him eating." Mattlock looked at Jaysin, his eyes all of worry.
Ozzy looked at his trainer to the other man and back at his trainer. He knew what was going on. 'I will go see where Kai is....' the otter said, getting up and going to look for the frog.
Mattlock just stared at Merrick while he brushed his free hand caressed his face gently.
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Post by Kathryn on Jun 6, 2011 11:23:49 GMT -5
[atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplatetop-1.png][atrb=width,426,true][atrb=height,227px][atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]I believe in shooting the messenger. You know why? It sends a message...
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[/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/147.png [/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/368.png [/img] [/div][/td][/tr][tr][td][atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplateMiddle.png] Kai wasn’t having much luck finding a cloth; in fact, he was finding more useless stuff that wouldn’t be of any help in this kind of situation. Hissing, he left the room he was in and then headed out, trying to find some sort of a cloth that he could put underwater. Unfortunately, it didn’t appear as though he’d find one soon. Meanwhile, just as the Oshawott left, Jaysin stirred slightly as Mattlock kissed him softly. Fluttering open, his eyes parted ever so slightly and blazed like pale blue flame. Quietly, he hissed – a fraction of his usual tone, and he tilted his head back slightly, exhaling smoothly. “Don’t worry...” Jaysin growled quietly to Mattlock, inching his head over toward the younger man, his head sweating a bit. He smelled like clean sweat with a hint of Whiskey. For a moment he just gazed at the man, his eyes somewhat distant. Slowly he pressed his face against Mattlock’s, his eyes tracing the man’s face before he stopped to look at the man’s soft lips. “I’ve been through worse... Just rest...” he sounded tired still, but stronger, as if he were regaining his strength. “Shhh...” He seemed to be trying to move again, but it still didn’t seem as though he could. Dat ass 8< Aww, he probably wants another kissy time. Hellfire | 8 | Female Keeping Merrick warm 8< [/td][td] [/td][/tr][tr][td] [/td][/tr][/table] Made by Zetsumei of DFRP! Please don't use without permission![/center]
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Post by tokka on Jun 6, 2011 12:08:09 GMT -5
Ozzy walked up to the Croagunk slowly. "Well, there doesn't seem to be abything here we could use...." he said gently. "Oh, and just so you know....My trainer is in love with yours." said the little Otter, who decided to gossip a little.
Mattlock felt Merrick stir and he looked down at the older man. He saw his eyes and it made his heart flutter. Feeling Jaysin press his face against his, he smiled softly. "You can';t help but worry about someone you care for, Jaysin.....and I care about you...." he whispered gently. He looked at Jaysin a little longer before speaking again. "But you have to eat....ok? Please eat when you get better. I don't want you to get sick like this again. So please eat." he muttered, brushing his lips against Merrick's again. Soon, the man went to kiss him once more, still in the gentle and kind way he did before.
Dat ass.....seriously...it's amazing....
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Post by Kathryn on Jun 6, 2011 13:08:12 GMT -5
[atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplatetop-1.png][atrb=width,426,true][atrb=height,227px][atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]I believe in shooting the messenger. You know why? It sends a message...
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[/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/147.png [/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/368.png [/img] [/div][/td][/tr][tr][td][atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplateMiddle.png] It took a moment for Jaysin to understand what Mattlock was saying – he was still ever so slightly confused from the fever, but it was clear that he was getting better faster than usual. Thanks to his Croagunk genes, he had an unusually fast rate of recovery when it came in injuries; and a heightened resistance to external viruses and bacteria from the air. The feeling of Mattlock’s warm breath around his face was soothing, and his eyes stayed on the younger man as he spoke. And then Mattlock leaned in for another kiss, pressing his lips against Merrick’s. The contact yet again made Merrick relax slightly and he sighed, pushing back into it. Like a snake, Merrick’s hand darted up and pulled against Mattlock’s shirt – well, his shirt – weakly and he tilted his head back to give him more access should he wish it. Hellfire – or Raika, as she’d been renamed – seemed to have fallen asleep on Merrick’s body, and Gorebyss didn’t appear to be anywhere now. A stifled moan rumbled from his throat and he traced over Mattlock’s face once more, taking in his appearance, not breaking off from the kiss. Hell, maybe he’d regret this later – letting someone close to him when he swore he wouldn’t – but right now, he didn’t regret anything. He just wanted more, as strange as that was, and as weird as it was for him to feel. Kai, however, simply looked back toward the Oshawott and croaked a few times, sitting on his heels like he usually did. Yes, he’d figured out as much from all the stalking Mattlock had been doing. Merrick seemed to be a bit more aggressive, and he’d seen Mattlock kiss Jaysin – and still live afterwards. Jaysin probably felt something for Mattlock in return, though he doubted that Jaysin would be as gentle when he recovered. “Can’t find anything to use,” Kai croaked simply, his cheeks flaring once more. “And I figured as much. I don’t really care what Jaysin does in his spare time so long as he doesn’t get hurt.” Raika | 8 | Female Keeping Merrick warm 8< [/td][td] [/td][/tr][tr][td] [/td][/tr][/table] Made by Zetsumei of DFRP! Please don't use without permission![/center]
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Post by tokka on Jun 6, 2011 13:24:14 GMT -5
Mattlock was enjoying the kiss. His heart fluttered over and over again while his stomach did belly flops. The younger of the two pressed against Merrick gently, but not too much and kissed him deeper. Not wanting to be too rough or dominant. In truth, Marrlock would be the submissive of the two. More likely to bend and do whatever Merrick said.
Matt wrapped his arms loosely around Merrick in the most gentliest and sweetest way one could ever imagine. It was as if they were perfect for each other. Jaysin with his ruthlessness and dakrness, Mattlock with his kindness and light. They were opposites, but mattlock knew he was most indefinitely in love. Nothing would change that too.
Oshawott sighed and looked at Kai. "Human's are strange creatures. Then again, they might think the same about us. So it's ok." the little otter Pokemon said.
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Post by Kathryn on Jun 6, 2011 14:18:22 GMT -5
[atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplatetop-1.png][atrb=width,426,true][atrb=height,227px][atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]I believe in shooting the messenger. You know why? It sends a message...
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[/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/147.png [/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/368.png [/img] [/div][/td][/tr][tr][td][atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplateMiddle.png] Arms curled around his body and Jaysin felt something press against him, and his eyes fluttered again as he pressed himself against Mattlock, growling dominantly. His grip strengthened against Mattlock’s shirt and he pulled him in fiercer than before, pressing deeper into the kiss. Such emotion he hadn’t felt in a long, long time, and he appeared to be enjoying it quite a bit! Oh, how love changed people... It was a huge turnaround from his normal, hate-filled, murderous personality that people saw first - and often didn’t forget. Muttering something inaudible, Jaysin closed his eyes and felt his energy slowly restore to his body. Sure, it had been a quick fever, but he was a physically strong person – perhaps too strong for what people would have liked. Down the corridor, Kai sat, talking to the Oshawott – or rather, the Oshawott talking to him. Kai was in that odd minority of Croagunk that preferred to just sit there and pretty much analyse what was around them, not too social. He turned towards the Water Otter and croaked, tilting his head. “Nah... I’m in quite the strange relationship myself.” He cackled, taking a few steps back toward where the trainers were. “You’ll see...” Raika | 8 | Female Keeping Merrick warm 8< [/td][td] [/td][/tr][tr][td] [/td][/tr][/table] Made by Zetsumei of DFRP! Please don't use without permission![/center]
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Post by tokka on Jun 6, 2011 15:04:11 GMT -5
Giving a soft moan, Mattlock kissed him more. All he wanted was to feel dat ass the movement of their bodies. Mattlock ran his fingers through Merrick's hair gently, lovingly. He never wanted to let the older man go. 'He is wonderful, so wonderful...' thought the dark eyed man. His heart fluttered fast and his stomach did belly flops.
Ozzy tilted his head and followed the Croagunk. "What? I don't get what you mean." the Otter mumbled, heading back to everyone else only to see the two men basically eating each other's face off. The Oshawott sweatdropped and walked over to a corner so he didn't have to watch. He didn't like kissing. To him, everone had cooties.
But...DAT HUGE ASS.
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Post by Kathryn on Jun 6, 2011 16:25:05 GMT -5
[atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplatetop-1.png][atrb=width,426,true][atrb=height,227px][atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]I believe in shooting the messenger. You know why? It sends a message...
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[/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/147.png [/img] i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/368.png [/img] [/div][/td][/tr][tr][td][atrb=background,http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll317/Zenjin213/KathTemplateMiddle.png] - { FADE TO BLACK } – Resting silently on a cream coloured sheet, Jaysin slept, basked in the sunlight that poured through the window. It wasn’t often that the dark haired man got to rest in such luxury. Hell, it had been such a long time since he’d actually slept on anything but solid ground, so this odd sheet was quite comfortable. Maybe he’d take it with him when he left – it was just wasting in this old, dusty mansion anyway. Besides, he doubted that the dead would miss it. Anyway, the man’s chest rose and fell with each breath, and his fingers flexed as he lay on his back, one arm by his side, and the other folded up toward the soft cream pillow that he had brought with him himself. As much as he loathed admitting it, he did need something from his past, and this pillow was one of the two that his mother had given him. Fortunately he’d been able to rinse the blood stains out from her accidental death. With a soft breath, his dark eyes flicked open and he turned, and his leg bending and hips shifting over slightly into a more comfortable position. That’s right... He’d had a fever the night before, and Mattlock had helped him through it... And they had gotten down to doing something quite... Fun... This picture is what Merrick looks like atm. <3 DAT BODY MAN. DAT ASS. [/td][td] [/td][/tr][tr][td] [/td][/tr][/table] Made by Zetsumei of DFRP! Please don't use without permission![/center]
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