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Post by Navy Blue on Jan 26, 2012 2:21:34 GMT -5
"Uhhhm... small cotton candy, bubblegum." he smiled some, hand tightening around Vincent's without hesitation, his blue eyes brightening more as he lull'd about where he stood. "Hey Vin? What're we doing next?" he cocked his head to the side. Wondering if their previous schedule had any side trips of various small rides before they headed toward the coaster and his personal favorite, the Ferris wheel. Marshall brushed his bangs from his eyes and leaned some against Vincent as the vender offered out their snacks with a smile. Of course, Marsh wasn't too hungry, but he ate when Vincent expected his to.
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Post by Carmine on Jan 26, 2012 2:43:13 GMT -5
He wanted to go home and then release a good four years of him holding back more than once. But they only got there. He can wait.. Grinning, he glanced at the big red thing that he wanted to go on before he got here. "Roller coaster!" He shouted aloud cheerfully, he wanted to enjoy his time they spent together, not get filled with lusty thoughts, though he wouldn't mind if things got that way. Chuckling, he paid the woman, and grabbed the snacks that Marshall ordered, gave the bubblegum and the cotton candy to him, while he held onto his wrapped candy apple with his free hand. Getting out of line so the people behind them could order what they wanted. He held onto Marshalls hand as he lead the way to the lineup where the roller coaster stood. "What did you want to ride after this one, Marsh?" He grinned towards the male holding onto his hand.
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Post by Navy Blue on Jan 26, 2012 2:53:46 GMT -5
Once they had their snacks and were standing in line, Marshall took a bite of the sugary fluff. What did he want to ride next? The ferris wheel of course! But it seems his mind was moving faster than his mouth was. "I can think of a good ride. ERG. The FERRISWHEEL. We're going to the ferriswheel." His face remained bright red as he stuffed cotton candy in his face to conceal the neon red ambush to his pale face. "The Ferris wheel." he repeated to finish cancelling out that first monstrocity he'd said. Hoping no one would catch onto or notice that. Marshall played with the cone like stand that held up the mound of sugar.
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Post by Carmine on Jan 26, 2012 3:24:06 GMT -5
Curious to what he said, he couldn't hear through the loud vrooming of each ride. Blinking a few times, he grinned. "Really.." He mummered, seeing his obvious change of hue in his cheeks. Cute.. "The Ferris wheel it is." He lead the way there, his hair fell loosely, and he enjoyed the wind he got from his hair being uncovered from his hat, though he had a bit of a hat head because his hair was used to having a hat on it all the time. They got into the line-up, only a few people in front of them. As they waited, he grinned and faced Marshall. His hand let go of his, and he slipped his arms around his waist, interlocking his fingers. He honestly, didn't care what other people thought at the moment. He leaned down and pressed his lips against his once again, out in the open. He hoped that didn't bother him to much as it did to others around them. Why should he care about what others thought? Love comes in different packages, it didn't have to be positive and negative. It didn't seem right to him, following what was "supposed to be" instead of following ones heart. It took him 18 years to realize this.
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Post by Navy Blue on Jan 26, 2012 3:36:33 GMT -5
That kiss lured out some of that lust that was slightly built up, getting a soft groan to slip between their pressed lips before he moved a hand to brush along the other male's cheek. He didn't care whom was around them. Fangirls or old women, it didn't matter in Marshall's book, so as long as he had Vincent by his side, he was a-okay. He didn't want to get to carried away, riding a rollercoaster with a hard-on didn't sound very pleasant to start with. So he gave an airy shudder, letting his fingers softly caress against pale skin as he shifted his stance. He wanted to forget the scene around them, but alas he couldn't. Getting too into the moment could result in some stares, but he was definitely into it now.
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Post by Carmine on Jan 26, 2012 4:27:39 GMT -5
Once he heard that groan, a smile couldn't help but bring itself out during their kiss. Their lips parted more, as his knee slipped between his legs, feeling an obvious hardness that didn't seem normal, well for where they are now. Chuckling lightly, he moved his head, bringing his lips to his ear; "Does someone want to leave early.. Or.. Does he want to ride the rollercoaster too?" He mummered quietly, before pulling back. He straightened his neck and grinned down to the dark blue that stood infront of him. He didn't want to embarrass him by getting on the ride, and the operator who had to check to see if his seatbelt was fastened. He brought his hand up and moved his fingers through his dark crimson hair. Lowering his head once again, while speaking directly to him, though his eyes were staring at the gawks people would give as they walked past. "We could leave early if you're too excited.." His pants were a bit baggy on himself, so he couldn't complain about the tightness around his own hardness right now. Well, that's probably the reason to why Vincent always wears baggy pants most of the time. Whenever Marsh gets too clingy and holds onto him, or when he gets out of the bath topless. That guy.. Right now he only wants to tease the poor boy, but he also kind of just wants to dart back to his apartment with him in his arms.
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Post by Navy Blue on Jan 26, 2012 4:40:27 GMT -5
His face lit up bright red when the other realized what his touch was doing. And needless to say, leaving early sounded godly as he clung tightly to Vincent. "Your apartment is closer than my house... we ... we could go there?" he raised a black studded brow with a soft winded smile curling onto his face. "I don't think the roller coaster is a good idea right now... I'll make it up to you! I promise." Marshall's face remained flushed, the softly colored blues of his eyes were shining in a near electric blue state as he looked up to the other male. "Please? Unless you pay them to lock the Haunted maze that is." he purred, but shifted some to press himself comfortably against the taller male.
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Post by Carmine on Jan 26, 2012 15:41:26 GMT -5
The soft purr made a chill crawl up his spine, and with Marshall's body pressed up against his, that made him bite his bottom lip. He grinned, "Yeah, we could head there. Like, right now." His grin grew a bit wider but faded once he pressed a kiss to his lips once more. "Let's go." He let go of his waist and grabbed him by hand. Walking out of the line and towards the exit.
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He lead the male inside of his apartment. It's been neater than usual since he cleaned up a bit before he passed out and slept in before this day. Once they were both in, he closed the door behind them and locked it, just to feel secure. He kicked off his sneak's and waited for the other to do the same. "Finally being able to do this.." He mummered and smiled to himself. Great. He pushed forward and grabbed the male and gave him a slight push to the bedroom. He seemed a bit pushy, but he's obviously been waiting too long for this. Pushing his bedroom door open, he turned and pulled Marshall up, placing his legs around his own waist. Once their lips met, his lids closed, feeling the nervousness strike all over his body, but he couldn't stand being in the room with Marshall and having the urge to pace himself any longer. His tongue slipped into the primary's mouth, dancing along with his tongue. As he moved closer and towards his bed, he lightly dropped Marshall onto it, not following long after. The friction their clothes began to make made his member begin to throb and have a starvation for more.
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Post by Navy Blue on Jan 26, 2012 16:02:34 GMT -5
The walk to the apartment might have been the longest in his short standing life. But it was worth it, once they were in a more homely building, he kicked off his rugged shoes and allowed himself to be whisped into the bedroom area. Bright pastel eyes falling shut once they're lips were pressed, and a tint the color of crimson playing across his cheeks to the fact he was on his back. He was slightly nervous, but it was with Vincent, they could figure it out together like they'd done a thousand other things. Marshall's fingers moved to brush his fingers through carmine colored tresses while their lips remained locked. Hazy eyes completely closed, and that flush of color to his face still remaining.
The friction was enough to make him beg, but he was silent through the kisses. When their tongues touched, he shuddered to the sweet taste. He could feel his length scraping against his zipper slightly, it made his face all the more brighter as he shifted some underneath the year older male. Another moment of playing pale fingertips through the male's hair before he slid them down to brush over the Vampire's skin carefully. Marshall gave a soft tremble to the rubbing motion their bodies made, and with that movement slipped a rather heated noise between their pressed lips.
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Post by Carmine on Jan 26, 2012 18:40:39 GMT -5
The Carmine colored male slowly grinded his hips against the one under him, his hands grabbing and pulling at the navy blue blankets that they layed on. Finally, in this room, with the person he holds dearest to his heart. As their tongues continued to move along with one another, he released the blanket with one hand, and took that hand and slowly ran it up the side of Marshall's waist. Lifting up his shirt while doing this. The taste of Marshall's mouth made his own taste buds just want to burst. The males' kisses taste like cotton candy enough to drive this man wild, though all that crossed through his mind right now is that he wanted to taste more of him. As their lips parted, his lids opened as he smirked down to the male under him. More, More, More is what ran through his mind as he stared at the male hard. Vincent grabbed the hem of Navy's shirt, lifting it up and over his head before undressing himself. Them, both half naked, one on top of the other while Vince's neon hues ran over this Fae's body as he greedily licked his lips. Lowering his head some, he pressed his lips to Marsh's collarbone. "You really want to do this..?" He mummered, making his way upwards, making a trail of kisses until he reached his jawline, waiting to hear that voice of Marshall that makes his heart flutter every time he speaks.
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Post by Navy Blue on Jan 26, 2012 18:55:44 GMT -5
Carefully, he shifted to help with the removal of clothing, staring down to their bodies with a blue until the warm was pressed to his collarbone. His head tilted some, a soft hum slipping his lips, "As ready as ever..~" it was soft spoken with a deep tint of pink across his face. Shyly wriggling his hips some, before letting a groan slip from the lip to his jawline now. "Don't worry." he reassured and arched up some. Not much, but a slight movement up against the older male. Marshall's heart skipped a few beats, his body was getting desperate for attention the further they went and the more friction that racked his form. If he wanted to do this with anyone, it was Vincent, not only was this Vampire his best friend, but the Fae had a mild obsession for the male.
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Post by Carmine on Jan 27, 2012 5:27:40 GMT -5
Staring down at the blue haired male for a moment, giving a sincere smile. A small nod then followed; "Alright then, Marshall." He pressed his lips to his momentarily. "Tell me when it hurts though.." He said smoothly in a velvety tone. He pushed himself up once again, inching his body lower. As he moved back, he didn't want to just get down to business, so he continued to plant kisses down the males stomach stopping just before his pant line. His feet touched the ground as he stood a bit, unzipping the navy's' pants and pulling them off his legs, along with his boxer shorts(?). His eyelids were slightly lowered, but his green orbs were focused on the length of the younger Male's. His swollen organ began to throb, the heat intensified in his body at the sight of the naked one who lay openly and ready to be fucked in front of him. He wanted to give him a taste, but maybe later.. Unbuckling, undoing, and pulling down his own jeans until they hit the floor. His hands then both glided from ankle to hips of the primary, lifting up the male a bit, enough so that he could easily pound and not slip out. He took his own member and aligned it himself for Marshall's entrance, bringing up his hand to his mouth momentarily, letting his moist tongue slide across a few fingers before rubbing it on his length, it was just enough moister to get the whole thing covered. After that, he glanced up at Marsh and gave him a half crooked grin, showing his pearly fangs. "Hope ya' don't mind.. Saliva is much more better than Lube, I think." He chuckled softly before slowly entering Marshall, knowing, that this was his first time.
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Post by Navy Blue on Jan 27, 2012 5:45:40 GMT -5
His confidence faded when he looked over their bodies, a certain nervous tinge marking his features. But this was Vincent, he'd gave the Vampire everything else, his physical body was nothing. And with what little assurance he had, he moved his body careful to remain lined up with the older male. "G-gentle, okay? For now at-atleast..." Marshall's voice cracked, more than once per word and a few times in between. When he actually felt the other's width stretch his body, a shaky moan rolled from his tongue. An even brighter blush staining over his face with a rigid effect. The further the other male pressed inside, the rumbling of a murr would echo from his throat. It took him awhile, but slowly, his body was comfortable with the force and ecstasy all mixing into one big pool of pleasure. "V-Vince~" his tone was shaky once more, fingers moving to grip roughly into the sheets as he looked up to the taller male with a dreamy gaze, a soft smile working itself onto his scarred up features. He glanced to the side, perhaps now would be a nice time to let those wings show? Of course! Now or never! He took a deep, shallow breath and let his navy blue, black detailed appendages unfold from his back. Their butterfly like design going along with the antenna he refused to ever let show. A moment of adjusting and he pressed his lower body against Vincent's to encourage more friction.
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Post by Carmine on Jan 27, 2012 6:16:41 GMT -5
A moan slipped through his lips, as a bit of his swollen (eue) organ entered more into the fae that captured his heart. Knowing that this moment couldn't be true, but it's happening... It all seemed so unreal to him. But the throbbing sensation of his dick, being squeezed into something tight made it pulsate much more, making him jump back to reality. "Gentle, alright.." He began to go slow, but something inside him made him just want to pound this fuck out of him, but he didn't want him to feel much pain if he did that too soon. Pulling out slow, re-entering slow. But as pace sped up bit by bit, he held himself up by placing a hand on the sheet, and holding onto Marsh's hip. "Marshall.." He replied in a shaky murmur. Allowing himself to grind against the male a bit once he was almost all the way in. His Neon hues stayed locked onto the expression of the fae, returning a half-hearted smile, as that brought him even more pleasure. His hues then instantly moved to the sudden movement coming from behind Marshall. His eyelids opened wider, and he leant back a bit taking in the first time he seen the fae's wings for himself. The antenna's made him even more cuter than he already was, he couldn't stand it. "Marsh.. Look at me.." He stopped all his movement for a moment just so he could pull Marshall out of a nervous state. "You're fucking.. Beautiful.. Sexier even." He gave a grin before his head leant in more, bringing his face to the primary's, his tongue was the next part of him that invaded another part of Marshall's. He didn't care though at the moment, this was the first time that he'd ever seen Marshall like that, and he was glad that this was for his eyes only. He began once again, as the pace began to pick up. Vince lowered himself and Marsh towards the bed by a few inches. Vincent began groaning loudly but shortly, as he gave 50 percent into each thrust, this time all the way in. The faster he'd pull out, the faster he'd shove in. He clenched his eyes shut for a few seconds. Once he opened them, his neon hues met with Pastel blue orbs.
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Post by Navy Blue on Jan 27, 2012 6:35:50 GMT -5
Each inward press further got his body used to the stuffed feeling, though never in a million years did he see himself losing his virginity to Vincent of all people. He could feel the red across his face get deeper when his entire fae appearance slipped on out. "N-not very manly to look like this, t-though.." his voice cracked more, a silence cracking moan slipping to the increase in pace and pressure. The Fae looked up to the Vampire with hazey, lustfilled eyes before managing out a wider smile. "Y-you can go as fast as ya'd like... I can handle it." there was almost an challenging drip to his tone as he rotated his hips very slightly. Bringing a hand to brush through the other male's carmine colored hair. His own member twitched, throbbing roughly to every brush of their skin. His pastel toned eyes locking onto the other male's, antenna tucked underneath his hair as he leaned up light enough to trail his tongue to the older's cheek. With a hum, he collapsed back into the sheets, groaning softly before a deep set blush colored over his pale skin. Perhaps Vincent didn't notice that, but that quick movement landed itself right on the sensitive inner nerves, and the light strike to his prostate made his eyes widen, back arching up from the automatic burst of ecstasy.
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