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Post by Quinton Williams on Sept 22, 2005 8:55:17 GMT -5
He set on a bench across from the walking path. He was not worried or scared anymore lately. He had a garden angel. Well two if you counted the brother who did not seem to care for him at all.
He was dressed up a bit. Black slacks and a button up black silk shirt. His hair was another matter. Half of it feel down around his felt eye covering it from view. While the other half kept the back of his neck hidden. He waned to look better then he did but he could not help but keep certain this hidden fr as along as possible.
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Post by towkarn on Sept 22, 2005 18:33:47 GMT -5
Tyrael wandered down the path, looking around for any sign of the boy he'd met the other day. He was wearing his usual apparel of a tight shirt and tight jeans. His golden hair was pristine as usual, framing his face and with that small bit at the back that always annoyed him still sticking out. He finally saw Quinton sitting on a bench and walked over, quicker than his regular pace.
"Hi Quinton, I'm sorry I'm late." Tyrael said and bowed in apology, showing his respect to Quinton at the same time. He thought he must be late, seeing as Quin was already here.
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Post by Quinton Williams on Sept 22, 2005 18:50:01 GMT -5
Q stood up when he saw him and smiled brightly. " Hi " he said then when he bowed to him be giggled. " You are not late. I am just early." he said reassuring him. " You look nice." he said looking down his face a bit red. " That other man is not with you tonight?" he asked looking around to see if he was mistaken. It would e ice to be alone with his angel. But if he had to share him he would understand.
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Post by towkarn on Sept 22, 2005 22:30:57 GMT -5
"Thanks," Tyrael said and blushed bright red, holding a hand to his cheek like he wanted to hide his face. "No, my brother didn't want to come, he said he trusted me on my own for once." He held a fist in front of his mouth and cleared his throat.
"So what do you want to do?" There was an invitation in his voice that he neither noticed nor would have understood even if he had realised it.
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Post by Quinton Williams on Sept 23, 2005 9:34:06 GMT -5
" Oh he is your Brother" he said and walked closer once he was sure that he was alone. " Take me somewhere where no one can find us." he said to him. He wanted to be alone with him so badly. His heart was telling him he was face this is angel and that he would not have worry when in his arms.
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Post by towkarn on Sept 23, 2005 10:22:09 GMT -5
Tyrael thought for a moment, his body working on automatic for a moment and his arm going around Quin's waist to pull him close. The thoughtful frown on Tyrael's features did nothing if not make him more attractive. He couldn't decide what would be a good place to take Quin, since he didn't often like not having company. ((can you say clingy?))
"Well... there is one place I know of... but it's kinda hard to get to..." He was kind of shy about having his wings out in public, especially since the first time he'd wandered out onto the streets with his wings spread wide -a woman carrying bags of groceries had screamed in shock and called him a freak, random foods bouncing in all directions as the bags dropped to the ground- and he would need to fly to reach this location he had in mind.
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Post by Quinton Williams on Sept 26, 2005 21:38:15 GMT -5
Q wrapped an arm around his neck and snuggled closer to him as he was pulled to him. " I will go were you take me." he said softly an invitation very easily heard in his voice. He wanted to be this his angel. And for once he could not wait to be alone with another person.
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Post by towkarn on Sept 27, 2005 5:29:51 GMT -5
Tyrael nuzzled the top of Quin's head, his eyes closed and a peaceful expression on his gorgeous features. In a moment his wings were spread and surrounding both of them, the black feathers shining with health in the light. (I forget, what time of day is it again?) His hands ran down Quin's back slowly and wrapped his arms tight around his waist to keep him close.
With barely a sound but the beating of his large wings, Tyrael lifted them both into the air quite effortlessly. His wings were strong and he could lift as much weight with them as he could carry normally, which was actually quite a bit. Tyrael opened his eyes slowly and didn't even have to look about for even a moment before he knew exactly where they were and where he wanted to go.
"You're not afraid of heights, are you?" He asked concernedly of Quinton, not wanting to scare him at all.
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Post by Quinton Williams on Sept 27, 2005 23:19:28 GMT -5
He wrapped his arm around him as he cliched to Tyreal. He was in fact scared of hight but at the moment he was not scared at all. All he felt was a since of peace and that no matter what he was face in Tyreal am. " Not right now." he whispered to him as he hugged close to him . hey lifted off the ground and he closed his eye settling close to him and rested in his arms.
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Post by towkarn on Sept 28, 2005 0:57:50 GMT -5
Tyrael smiled softly and flew quickly to their destination, making sure he didn't take long so Quin wouldn't have to be scared for very long if at all. They soon landed on the empty roof of a tall building. Tyrael continued to hold on to Quin though, not wanting to let him go because he was so warm. Well, that's why Tyrael himself thought he didn't want to let go. The half-angel was already greatly infatuated with the mortal boy and he didn't even know it yet.
"Quin..." Tyrael said, just wanting to hear the name, then decided quickly that he should give a reason for saying the boy's name. "What's it... what's it like being mortal?" He couldn't think of anything else to ask right now, and he had actually been wondering about that for years.
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Post by Quinton Williams on Sept 28, 2005 8:44:37 GMT -5
once they landed he was not pushed away which was perfectly alright with him. He closed his eye and seemed to melt into his arms. Then when his name was said he looked up into is beautiful eye and smile. He tilted his head as if in though when he was asked the question. " Do not think I can explain it. I d not know what it is not like to be mortal." he said to him as he rub his cheek on his chest. " Please don't be mad that I could not answer." he said softly his voice not able to find its loudness since he was taken into his arms
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Post by towkarn on Sept 28, 2005 19:26:02 GMT -5
"Why would I be mad? I don't think I could ever be mad at you." He said softly, not wanting to ruin the gentle sweetness of the moment by being too loud. He was blushing, he could feel it, the heat of excess blood rushing into his cheeks and across the bridge of his nose. He wasn't even sure why he was blushing, maybe because Quinton was nuzzling his chest, but plenty of other people had done that. Then again, they had all been girls, and the only other male Tyrael had ever touched in even just a friendly manner was his brother.
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Post by Quinton Williams on Sept 28, 2005 19:35:13 GMT -5
" Do not say that. You do not know me very well. I have a tendency to make people mad at me very easily." he said as he cosed his eye and slipped his hands up under his shirt from behind and rubbed the area where his wings and his back connected.
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Post by towkarn on Sept 28, 2005 20:11:45 GMT -5
"But... But I want to know you well..." Tyrael almost sounded hurt. He shivered a little at the feeling of Quin's hands at the base of his wings, it felt oddly brilliant. He swore his body was warming up, his blush growing larger. His wings fluttered a little, rustling his feathers a bit and making them shine differently in the light now.
His own hands decided to pretty much mirror what Quin was doing, but since the boy had no wings he couldn't really. His hands glided gently up and down Quin's back, when Tyrael felt a jolt go through his body and held Quin much closer. He didn't even realise he was starting to get hard, he only knew that he was feeling hot. He'd never actually been 'horny' in his life, he was just too innocent for that, but now Quin was turning him on and the half-angel didn't even know what was happening to him.
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Post by Quinton Williams on Sept 28, 2005 20:52:54 GMT -5
Q snuggled closer his hand sliding lower on his back now resting on the small of it. He could feel he warmth of Tyrael skin against his hand and he liked it so very much. He slide lower running his thumb on his pant line then slipping his thumb slightly down his pant to touch the bare skin there.
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