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Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2012 10:51 pm
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Mayah Playah Cabin in the Woods.... Good movie.
Nikolai BykoNikolai kept his gaze down to his hands, or the sleeves of Leon's coat that covered them. He couldn't stare at the snow, at least not for too long. His war-torn mind would give him all too real flashbacks of Russia, the gunfire, the trenches, the... He shut his eyes and shook off the noise of gunfire his mind already tortured him with. He had done this a couple times during the ride here, and each time Leon asked about it, Nikolai only smiled and explained that his hair was still wet. But they made it, and the sooner he got indoors the better. Nikolai turned his head when the door opened with Leon behind it. He smiled and was just about to grip his hand when he saw the snowflakes fall between them. Immediately his hand recoiled. The strong hand held towards him with snow surrounding him, it reminded the Sin of.... Nikolai blinked slowly and took a deep breath. Easy now, he thought and reached out to take Leon's hand. Snowflakes fell against the coat's sleeve, he was grateful it hadn't touched his skin. He wasn't sure what would happen then. It took great effort, but Nikolai climbed out of the car, growing very tense when all the snow fell around him and onto his hair. So cold. He looked to the house. "Is this yours, dearie?" he said in a higher tone than usual.
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Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2012 11:02 pm
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Leon CourtHe lead the smaller male toward the house, looking around, as if searching for something. "Yes, technically. Maggie's great-great-great-grandfather built it, and when she and I married, it was given to us. But then she died, and her entire family was murdered by the Neutralisas in an attempt to cut me off from any family, so I took over the cabin and the main family house, and gave the rest of the properties to various charities. So now, the cabin is mine." By the time he'd finished the story, they were inside, the cabin already heated. Ever the gentleman, Leon took off the coats from Nikolai and hung them to dry, then set his hand in the small of Nikolai's back and lead him to the living room. Once there, he sighed. "Looks like I have to go back out and chop more firewood, what with there being only two small logs left. You mind waiting in here while I go out? It should only take a few minutes."
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 7:32 pm
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Nikolai quickly entered the room, comforted by the wall of warmth that brushed against him. He could feel the flashbacks subdue as the snow on his hair melted. Feeling his jacket(s) being removed, the Sin turned in time to see Leon sigh and mumble something about firewood. "Take all the time you need, dearie." he said. He turned his head to gaze thoughtfully at the house. Fireplace near a shag carpet, table with roses, comfortable furniture. Mmm, it was quite the romantic spot, especially in the midst of autumn and winter's meeting. Eventually, Nikolai's sleepy lime green eyes rested at the kitchen. He couldn't see that far, at least not now, but he could practically smell the ingredients he needed hiding behind the cabinets. "I'll brew us some hot chocolate in the meantime." he said with a light smile forming on his face at the very thought.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 8:47 pm
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Nodding, Nikolai watched Leon leave, his eyes lingering on him as he continued down the nearly blanketed ground and towards a stump with an axe dug into it. He felt a small grin reach his mouth when Leon picked the axe up with relative ease and, with same ease, released a downward force strong enough to slice a log in half within one hit. His muscles flexed, and they were just gorgeous. Nikolai's eyes fell to the counter beneath his hands. If he watched Leon any longer he'd never be able to make their hot chocolate. His gaze rose back to the cabinets, where he opened each one up slowly. Cups, he got two plain white mugs. Spices, maybe some cinnamon would help. Miscellaneous snacks, no need for that. And finally another cabinet of snacks that housed hot cocoa mix. Excellent! Nikolai took it in his hands with a wide smile. The picture of the freshly brewed drink was delicious looking enough, he couldn't wait to try it himself. The instructions were relatively simple to follow, just add warm water, add the mix, heat it up, stir. Simple. Nikolai was already stirring the mix into the water, watching a few small marshmallows absorb the drink while he added a pinch of cinnamon. In that time, he snuck a peek to the window. Leon had no shirt on now, and even through the cold looking weather he could see sweat glistening off the lumberjack's body. Nikolai allowed himself a sigh and a smile. He felt like a housewife, making a snack while gazing at the man through the window. Marriage, what a silly concept.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 9:12 pm
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Leon CourtFeeling eyes on him, Leon grabbed the thickest log in the pile, sitting it up and, with the same ease that had been with him since the beginning of the chore, swung the axe down and chopped it in half. Finally finished, he reached an arm up and wiped his forehead, pushing the violet hair back. After rubbing a bit of snow on his heated neck and letting it melt away, he picked up the firewood he had split and his shirt and carried them inside, pushing the door open with his foot. "I see you've made yourself a bit more comfortable," he said, his deep, masculine voice not even tinged with exhaustion. If anything, he sounded even more full of energy. "I hope it'll still be hot after I get out of the shower. You don't mind if I take one, do you?" By now, he had already finished stacking the wood, and was pulling the unbuttoned shirt over his arms.Â
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 9:39 pm
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Leon Court"I'll just start the fire first," he said, grabbing a metal basket with about ten logs in it and carrying it into the massive living room. Tossing a few into the fireplace, he looked around for a lighter, then grabbed two pieces of flint and started the fire with the first strike. After the fire started showing signs of growing, the teacher stood, his hands on his hips. As he looked around. He'd tried to keep the cabin the way it was when it had been given to him, and had even kept the master bedroom the exact same, but there was one large difference: there was nothing regarding hunting in the main living room. Not one for hunting, Leon had tried to stay away from it, choosing to hide that inch of his life from the world. Sighing, he looked at Nikolai and grinned. "I'll be back down in about twenty to thirty minutes. Think you can behave while I'm gone?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 10:03 pm
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Leon CourtThirty minutes passed, and the teacher was finally out. Smelling like light cologne and man soap, the incredibly masculine man strode down the stair, buttoning his shirt as he went. When he finally made it into the living room, he smiled to himself. Nikolai was just so damn adorable when he was asleep! A vast difference from the seductive Sin he was in waking life. Running a hand through his hair, Leon sat in the armchair by the couch, picking up a book and opening it to a random page. He soon delved into a world of pirates and thieves, the excitement whirling and winding, and still edging with the romance between the manly, handsome captain, and the gorgeous, effeminate soldier that was his captive.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 10:48 pm
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Nikolai eyed him carefully. He seemed fixated on his book, and by the look of that blush on his face, it was a sex scene no doubt. Nikolai grinned. Oh, was this going to end up just like the library? Carefully did he inch himself closer to Leon, inch by inch, centimeter by centimeter. Eventually he did it, he was as close as the couch and the chair could be. He changed his pose to have one leg over the other and a fist under his chin. This was interesting, just watching the man get bothered by the book alone. Nikolai decided, with a light grin plastered on his face, to continue watching the teacher and wait for him to actually notice him before the merciless teasing began.
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