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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 12, 2010 4:31:34 GMT -8
"Yes.... Because I'm protective of you no matter what, Vergil, and.... when I said what kissing you would be like, I meant.... the way it happened in my dream." Mykel's face was a dark red by now.
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 12, 2010 4:35:47 GMT -8
Vergil brought a fisted hand to his lips and coughed purposely, adverting his gaze still though his voice conveyed how much he truly valued being protected, "I havf nevhur had ahneevohn vant tu be prohtektuv ov me ahside fruhm my fahmilee und my dehk.." He awkwardly shifted on the couch and bit at his lip not knowing how to respond to the admittance.
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 12, 2010 4:42:18 GMT -8
Mykel gently took Vergil's hand again. "I will always protect you, Vergil. I swear on my life, my alters, hell, I swear on my powers. I will always do my bet to protect you.... even from myself."
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 12, 2010 4:47:29 GMT -8
Vergil's self-distracted gaze went to his taken hand when he felt the familiar heat of Mykel's encase it, forcing him to pay attention. His beads softly purred in his core, trying to insist to him that the older boy was being very honest and his energy reflected so, evoking something in Vergil to pull his hand away and wrap his arms around Mykel's neck in a tight, speechless hug.
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 12, 2010 4:51:10 GMT -8
Mykel wrapped his arms around the other's back, holding him close. "Vergil." He whispered, breath ghosting the other's skin. "Verg, sit up."
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 12, 2010 4:56:09 GMT -8
Vergil relished the hug and rested his head on his for a little until he was asked to sit up, which he did. He gave Mykel a tiny smile and sighed, "Yu, Mai-khul, ahre vhon eentuhresteeng puhrson- bhut, reemembhur aur deel fruhm autsyde. Vhat yu du fohr me I vhill du fohr yu."
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 12, 2010 4:59:17 GMT -8
Mykel smiled softly, gently reaching up and stroking Vergil's face lightly. "As are you." he murmured, laughing softly. "Quite a pair, aren't we."
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 12, 2010 5:02:46 GMT -8
Vergil felt the fingers and took the action as a petting, leaning subconsciously into the touch imperceptibly slightly as he continued to smile a little, "I suhposuh ve ahre?"
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 12, 2010 5:07:17 GMT -8
Mykel pressed his skin to Vergil's for a moment longer, then slid his hand down to the other's, trailing over his arm before taking his hand. "We really are. I mean look at us. A fifteen year old card wielder, and a sexually frustrated nineteen year old lightning boy."
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 12, 2010 5:11:27 GMT -8
Vergil couldn't help but laugh at the strange comparison. He used his unclasped hand to stifle his laughs and looked around to see the light of sunrise begin to bleed into the room, "Ett es morgen.. Ve havf behn uhp fohr a lohng time, Mai-khul."
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 12, 2010 5:13:50 GMT -8
"We have. I'm okay though, are you, Wings?" He squeezed Vergil's hand lightly.
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 12, 2010 5:15:10 GMT -8
Vergil nodded and returned the small gesture a little more strongly, "I steel du noht kno vhat tu say buht.. I ahm ohkay."
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 12, 2010 5:18:05 GMT -8
Mykel moved slightly closer, barely, under the pretense of shifting in a stretch.
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 12, 2010 5:20:49 GMT -8
Vergil stared forward at the television they had left on the entire time, some weird morning cartoon he had never seen on. His eyes went unfocused like before and he retreated into his mind to review the entire situation and think.
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 12, 2010 5:23:52 GMT -8
Lightly, he reached forward, tracing Vergil's jaw silently. "I really am sorry."
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