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 Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2014 6:33 pm
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He was sticky footed, and coated in chocolate, and rather profoundly embarrassed of both because he was too coated to fly well, and too sticky to be comfortable walking, so, with tail feathers carefully lifted out of the dirt, wings arched in a cranky fan he headed back towards the aviaries. He was so profoundly coated though he was sure that he’d need a spare pair of hands, hands that knew feathers well enough to treat them well, so he turned to a new, and trusted friend.
“Merry?” He called through the door, afraid to knock the door. “Merry? I need a hand… with… feathers… and, I’m sticky…and…” He didn’t quite know how to explain.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2014 7:30 pm
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Merry smelled chocolate. It lay thick in the air, rich and enticing enough to make her mouth water seconds before she heard a voice drifting through her door. With a chirp she snapped to attention, jumping down from the little loft above her bed that held her desk, and crossed to open the door, only to stare in wide eyes shock at what stood on the other side of it. "Pachua?"
He was absolutely drenched with chocolate, from the top of his hair, and on down to his toes. It smelled delicious. "What happened? Without waiting for an answer she side stepped, ushering him in the room.
"The bathroom is straight through, mind the rug." She wasn't a clean freak, but chocolate was a clinging sort of scent, and it would drive her batty if it got in the rug, leaving her room smelling delicious indefinitely. Pure torture. "Are you alright?" A more pressing concern than the mystery of how he'd come to be standing in her dorm drenched in delicious syrup.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2014 4:36 pm
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"Knob?" She blinked at him, head tilting. Then it hit her. "Oh! Oh you're a second year now, congratulations!" For a split second her excitement for him made her forget he was covered in chocolate, and she very nearly went in for a hug. At the last possible instance she stopped, drawing hands and arms back, and instead smirked, leaning in a touch closer so she could run her tongue across his lips, cleaning away the sweet chocolate, so she could give him a kiss.
No, chocolate wasn't a problem for, she had a pretty large sweet tooth. Large enough that even after the kiss had ended she lingered close, tongue flicking at the corner of his mouth, his chin. "Mmm, you're pretty tasty."
If he wanted a hand getting clean she would certainly provide it, but when was the next time she'd have a boil all covered in something sweet standing in her bathroom? Another lick, then she had drawn back, lips rolling together as red eyes closed. Mmhmm, very delicious.
prolixity What's that delightful smell coming from your neighbor's room, Nahm? Better go investigate, she might have snacks to share.
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Posted: Wed Sep 10, 2014 1:26 pm
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A pale finger lifted, running over his shoulder before disappearing between full lips. Only to emerge again sucked clean. "Mmmhmm, I love chocolate." Even more so when there was a handsome boil beneath all that tasty goodness.
A ear turned at the sound of approaching steps before that so familiar voice had the ghoul's grin spreading into truly wicked lines. Teeth pressed into her lower lip, eyes twinkling mischievously, and she laughed as Pachua called out to declare he wasn't food.
"Naaaaaahm.~" His nail rang out in a sing song as she turned to watch him moving towards the bathroom where she and Pachua were standing. "You know I'll always share with you." An affectionate coo followed, and the ghoul flashed the Quetzalcoatl a grin before she turned to greet the grue properly. Arms around his shoulders, molding against his chest, she decorated his chin in kisses. Then she was straightening up again and reaching out to turn the lights down in the bathroom, for Nahm's sake.
"Have you met Pachua yet?" She lofted a brow, chin twitching back over her shoulder at the poor boil that stood there, still covered in chocolate, and now discovered in the bathroom of a ghoul by one of her significant others.
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2014 5:29 pm
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He kissed back, the nervous bird wing touch kisses, and then he heard the door open. You could almost feel the heat radiating off his cheeks. It was slight, because he was not a warm boil on his own, he liked those who were warm rather fervently though for their warmth, but surprise and shyness could do marvelous things.
"Ah…ah, h…Hi!" he flustered, ashamed to be meeting the other boil for the first time, half covered in merry, and half in chocolate.
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