#zugasi

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Sweet Dreams

It was a cold.  The bed felt like someone had stuffed it in the freezer.  Hard knuckles rubbed begrudgingly tired teal eyes, opening to a quiet room settled in darkness.  He rubbed a hand down his strong bare chest slowly, searching… 

            “Eaaasy mate.  Jus’ have’n a bad dream is all. Shhh…”  He shooshed the sleeping boy.  Dalmon’s eyes continued to flutter stressfully beneath his closed eyelids until his cheek remained pressed to Zugasi’s chest for a moment.  His stirring came to a halt.  The teal blood watched as his muscles relaxed, easing back into a worry free sleep.  Sighing with a smile, he stroked Dalmon’s mop top pressing a small kiss to his forehead…  He wondered, how long they could stay like this.  He was playing with the brown blood’s emotions, as well as his body…  and probably destroying it as well.  The fact that he was puling him down into this back alley world with him wasn’t good for the boy.  He knew that.  Gog he was selfish.  Weak, sleazy, selfish.  If Dalmon became an addict or caught up in some sort of gang trouble, it wasn’t going to be anyone else’s fault but his own.  It was only a matter of time before he had to let him go…  He couldn’t let anything happen to him, not like…  like…  he shook his head of the thought, smooshing Dal a wee bit closer in his arms.  No…   They still had some time.  Time to drink tea, goof off, and help the lad with his life.  And a fooling round…  Just a little.  He cursed himself for allowing Dal to become so attached to him already, but truth be told, he was slowly becoming just as dependent…  Tomorrow.  Tomorrow he knew he’d have to set things straight with him.  Tell him this wasn’t the kind of life he should live, to go make some sort of healthy connections in his life!  Just than Dalmon stirred again slightly, the distraught look of unease that traced his features moments before was now replaced with a light smile.

            “Mmm….  Zoo…”  He cooed nuzzling lovingly into his chest.

            “…” …  What was he supposed to DO with that, huh?  With another sigh, he scooted himself back under the covers with him, holding him tightly with a tiny smile of his own.  Maybe…  maybe he didn’t have to tell him tomorrow…  they could stay like this, just a bit longer…  

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Y(o)ur the best drug I kn(o)w...

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Have some nuzzling babs

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Nip (I WASN'T EXPECTING THAT DAMMIT SPEEDO)

no kisses only bleeding

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I'm confused about the picture with Zugasi all beaten up in it (you broke mai kokoro that day). Why is there greener blood? I thought he was a teal 8S?? ((Unless is was the other guy's but ehhhhh))

heeheeeheee thats aaaall a part of his backstory. Everything will be explained in due time. C: <

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Just a lil somethin somethin I whipped up.  Last night Zugasi was reading "The Outsiders" to Dal and, lol, well, he konked out.  Oh Zoo, y u such a sweetie?

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Your name is Zugasi Brines. You are nine sweeps old, and this...soon won't even be in the top five of your problems.

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zugasi tries to say something inspirational and it winds up sounding three hundred precent creepier than intended and sufficiently awkwards the other person out