Jan 18, 2014
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Kai just wants to curl up next to his loves and have a lazy day with them
Dare
17. Stroke the darer’s ass for a whole minute
Marshall smirked as he moved Elijah so he could just stroke his ass. ”You feel pretty good Elijah,” he whispered as he nibbled on his boyfriend’s ear. He kept stroking the other’s ass as he started sucking on his neck and leaving light kisses until the minute was up.
THATS IT THATS IT!!!!! I AM NOT WORTHY!!!!!! YOUR DRABBLES ARE PERFECT!!!!!
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12:My muse has dreams of making it big, yours is a music producer who finds them singing in a bar. Mine has to convince you to give them a shot.
//Really? Could this have been any harder? ;)
Asche was singing and plunking out notes on the piano, as he did every Tuesday night. “It’s nine o’clock on a Saturday…” He crooned slowly, even slower than the song went. “The regular crowd shuffles in.”
“You’re pretty good, kid.” Said a deep voice from behind.
“Oh, shit.” He hit a sour note, stopping immediately as he turned to the stranger. A handsome, older man with a drink in his hand… really very handsome. “Th-thank-thank you, sir.”
“I didn’t mean for you to stop playing. I was enjoying it. Keep going, please.” He gestured with his drink hand, smiling a little bit.
“Y-yes, sir.” He whispered shyly.
The man was still standing over him, intimidating him… scaring him. “There’s an old man sittin’ next to me… makin’ love to his tonic and gin.” The lyrics seemed unusually appropriate at the moment, with the older man standing behind him, drinking his choice drink.
After he’d finished the song, he turned to the man and asked, “D-do-do I know you? You l-look familiar.”
The man gave a smirk. “You might know me. I’m Jack McKenna, music producer.”
It dawned on him, then. He did know the man. Ali, an old friend of his, had made it big via McKenna Records. “Oh, wow.” He whispered. “You knew my friend Ali.”
“Ali… Heiser?” He asked. Upon a small nod from Asche, he continued, “Good guy. Great voice. Fucking beautiful body. Tragic accident, that was.” He said with a frown. “He was a real talent.”
“A r-real friend, too.” Asche added, almost pointedly.
Jack chuckled. “I’m sure.” And began to walk off.
“W-w-wait!” Asche cried, for some unusual reason not wanting to lose this man. “I-I’ll play more for-for you.” He offered sweetly.
Another chuckle. “I’ve got other bars to scout, kid.”
“Please? G-give-give me a chance?” He offered. “I-I-I’m… just like Ali.” His voice was seductive and he had a twinkle in his eye.
“That so? Why don’t you show me just where your… talents lie?” He started off to the bathroom, waiting for Asche to follow.
And he did.
thebruisedandbitten said: Are you okay sweetie? *holds and frets*
yeah. I'm just missing my phone charger and deodorant.
"Do it."
3: My muse handcuffs your muse to an office chair.
Asche got them from Nathan, a retired police officer. He’d grabbed them and the key and hidden them under his pillow for just the right time. Now was that time.
He snuck up behind Jaxson, who was sitting in the chair in the office, playing on the computer, and snatched his hand off the mouse, cuffing it to the chair. “Y-you’re under ‘rrest!” He exclaimed, pointing his hands into a fake gun.
Jaxson, for his part, played along sweetly. “Oh, shit! You got me, officer!” He batted his eyes, saying, “Is there anything I can do to get out of this… predicament, officer?”
Asche smirked, kissing Jaxson’s lips passionately. “V-very, very naughty.” He showed Jaxson the key that he’d pulled from his back pocket, but he didn’t unlock him. Instead, he walked out of the room, a wide smile playing on his lips.
"What the fuck? Asche?!" Cried Jaxson, "I’m gonna get you!"
hebruisedandbitten replied to your post:accentttttttt
accent x 5 since i can’t send asks on this thing easily
This counts as one, no cheating, no matter how great and cute and adorable you are.
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