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Post by Angel Carson on Aug 11, 2013 0:56:55 GMT -5
Angel looked up at him, their eyes catching, and he offered Jasper a flirty grin. At the next question, Angel was thrown for a loop. "Ooh that's tougher. Picasso always intrigued me. So much unique style in his work. But I couldn't say I've ever truly thought of a favorite. Yours?" Surely Jasper had one if he was asking, and Angel was genuinely interested in the answer.
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Post by Jasper Labis on Aug 11, 2013 13:03:02 GMT -5
I raise my eyebrows at his pause before nodding. I liked Picasso, yeah, but he was one of the better nown artists of, well, ever. I reach a hand up to brush my black hair from my face before taking a small sip of my orange juice. "I like Banksy, if you know who that is. He'sa British grafitti artist." I reply, looking over at Angel with a broad grin.
"Your turn for a question." I add with a smirk.
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Post by Angel Carson on Aug 15, 2013 14:04:21 GMT -5
"Yeah? That's cool. I dunno who he is." He chuckled a bit, glancing over towards where Kaitlyn had fallen quiet. She was curled up asleep with the bunny in one hand and a barbie doll in the other. Angel smiled affectionately in that direction, then shifted his weight where he was sprawled across the couch. "Hm..." He mumbled thoughtfully. "Uh, do you have a dream job?"
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Post by Jasper Labis on Aug 17, 2013 13:55:06 GMT -5
"Of course." I sigh, shrugging my shoulders and bringing my glass to my lips for another sip. I follow Angel's gaze to where Kaitlyn had fallen asleep, clutching her stuffed bunny and a barbie. I grin softly before looking back over at him, chuckling as Angel sprawled out across the couch beside me.
"Something with painting or drawing would be sorta cool, I'm pretty good at anime and stuff." I reply, a stray hand reaching up to push my black dyed hair out of my face.
"Bad habits." I say randomly, looking over at him with a raised eyebrow.
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Post by Angel Carson on Aug 19, 2013 21:01:18 GMT -5
"Really?" Angel smiled brightly. "You should draw me something." He reached up to play with Jasper's hair again, chuckling at he next topic. "Ooh, chewing on hoodie strings, fidgeting with things, annnd drinking too much when I go out." He frowned some at the last one, patting Jasper's shoulder. "You have any?"
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Post by Jasper Labis on Aug 20, 2013 16:37:51 GMT -5
"Maybe." I reply shyly, shrugging and looking away for a moment. I ddin't like bragging, and I usually didn't show anyone my paintings or anything because I usually ended up hating them later, but Angel was already nicer and more understanding than anyone- even my parents. So, why not just show him? I nod, surprised to find myself liking and accepting the feeling of his hand in my hair. "Uh. Shewing on pencils and clicking pens." I reply, chuckling at myself. It wasn't like I had any dark secrets or anything. I take another small sip of my roange juice, looking over at Angel as I waited for him to ask a question.
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Post by Angel Carson on Aug 28, 2013 11:42:49 GMT -5
Agel smiled and nodded, debating on another question. He chewed on his lip a moment then sighed. "I'm running out right now," He huffed with a smile. "Oh-...I have one.." A sheepish smile passed his lips. "If...hypothetically, a guy named Angel kissed you right now, would he be rejected..?"
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Post by Jasper Labis on Sept 2, 2013 13:10:35 GMT -5
I chuckle as he says that he's running out and I finish my glass of orange juice before leaning forward to place it on the coffee table. I run a stray hand through my hair, looking over at Angel as he spoke. I raise my eyebrows in surprise at his question, a blush crossing my face. "Uh, n-no.. hypothetically, of course." I stutter, looking away for a moment in embarassment. Way to be smooth, Jasper.
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Post by Angel Carson on Sept 2, 2013 14:02:27 GMT -5
Angel giggled as Jasper stumbled over his words. He sat up a bit, a hand sliding across his jaw slowly to cup his cheek. He searched his face, leaning forward and kissing him soft and slow. His eyes closed, hair falling to curtain his face as he did so.
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Post by Jasper Labis on Sept 2, 2013 17:31:43 GMT -5
His giggle reaches my ears before he sits up, hand gliding across my face to cup my cheek. I close my eyes a couple moments before his lips met mine and I hesitantly wrap an arm around Angel's neck to keep him to me. Our lips meld together but after a moment I eventually pull back, our faces still close as a smile crossed my face and I glances away embarassedly. "I, uh." I start, trailing off after a moment.
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Post by Angel Carson on Sept 8, 2013 3:08:23 GMT -5
Angel pressed closer as Jasper's arm wrapoed around his neck. He couldn't help it, his sexual drive was a rather high one anymore, toi. Jasper finally pulled back and Angel grunned at him happily, brushing a finger over his lips at the next stumble of words. "You're cute when you don't know what to say." Another faint giggle escaped him.
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Post by Jasper Labis on Sept 8, 2013 11:41:55 GMT -5
His grin made me relax a bit and I giggle softly after Angel spoke. "Thanks." I mumble, running a hand through his hair absently. My eyes meet his and I look at him for a moment, glancing over to where Kaitlyn was still sleeping before leaning in to kiss him again, not thinking that Angel would mind. I didn't really know why I was being like this, but I liked the change, and I could probably get used to it if I got the chance.
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Post by Angel Carson on Sept 11, 2013 1:42:06 GMT -5
"Welcome." Eyes half closed as Jasper's hand ran through his hair, enjoying the feeling o gentle touch. He wasn't used to gentle anymore, except from Kaitlyn. Lips met his again and Angel leaned closer, grasping Jasper's shirt, hangin on tight. A spark of worry ignited in his chest at the thought of the male changing his mind and leaving. He knew he shouldn't act clingy... He was going to screw something up.
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Post by Jasper Labis on Sept 11, 2013 13:12:31 GMT -5
His body pressed against mine as he kissed me back, a hand gripping the front of my shirt. A blush crosses my face and I wrap my other arm around Angel's neck to hold him to me, hands running through his hair again. I wanted to move to sit on his lap- do something even moderately interesting, but I decided against it. I didn't want to make a move or something too soon, I just wasn't very experienced at this sort of thing.
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Post by Angel Carson on Sept 11, 2013 14:07:55 GMT -5
Angel climbed into his lap slowly as Jasper's arm wrapped around him. He kissed him deeper, tongue grazing teeth, his hair falling to curtain both of their faces as he did so. He tried to get rid of that ever lingering worry about scaring the boy off.
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