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 Posted: Mon Sep 02, 2019 8:05 am
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 Marcel would see the other's apologetic smile and just shook his head a little bit, he wasn't hurt by it too much. Jokes were just that, jokes at the end of the day and it'd be childish of him to be genuinely upset at his lover over it. Even if it did still burn the Hispanic up a bit that Jordan had just one thing over him! It was an awful thing to know! Marcel would then proceed to let out yet another bark of laughter as the other man pointed out that ghosts could do a lot of stuff "Bah! Ghost or not Jordan doesn't stand a chance against me!" and if Jordan wasn't busy trying to woo Vivian at this moment and actually listening in he would have scoffed and done something to try and get back at his Bestie for the comment! Maybe even gave Virgil a pat on the back for taking his side! But right now Marcel was not having any of this talk about Jordan somehow managing to pull a miracle off and beating Marcel in something other than stamina. And it seemed that he had found exactly the perfect thing to shut the other man's big mouth too! It was dark but the moonlight filtering through the windows was just enough for the Hispanic to see Virgil's face flush with color. Oh this would be a fun one. He made sure to suckle on the finger, grinning to himself at how Virgil pushed in further before pulling out, Marcel making sure that it made an audible pop before letting his grin widen a bit as his lover huffed a bit and continued on with what he was previously saying. Damn this man had no business being this cute. He didn't even mind the fact that Virgil just made a horribly blasphemous comment! Marcel then smirked as a fun little idea took over, he was almost certain that Virgil napped earlier while the Hispanic was out so he might have some trouble relaxing and getting to sleep. Maybe he could quickly help the other man out with getting to sleep? Only one way to find out and it seemed like Virgil was trying to embarrass the Hispanic. Well it was only partially working this time! "Hm...depends" he stated with a small smirk despite the color in his face "...But i'd say yeah, Jordan always had to bite his finger whenever we jerked it together" he wondered if this would be appealing to the other man "You wanna watch? I'm sure that if Vivian turns him down I could ask if he'd be game to rub one out with me for old times sake" he grinned a little bit as he watched Virgil's face with a mischievous glint in his eyes "Just think about it, him and I, on the couch, members out, you'd definitely know who the louder one is then..." he'd grin a bit more cheekily as he continued on "You could even get two Spanish protein shots at the same time if you asked nicely" honestly Marcel was only this comfortable saying such things because of just how well he knew Jordan, if it were anyone else Marcel wouldn't even be saying half of this s**t. But more importantly the single Hispanic was more interested in what was going through Virgil's head "What's that saying you American's have?..Hmm..ahh yes, a penny for your thoughts?" Marcel would lean into the other man just a bit to see if his plan was working or not. á(Translation: ) |
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Posted: Mon Sep 02, 2019 2:09 pm
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 His chuckle was full of fondness as Marcel defending his ability to beat his best friend no matter what. Plenty of people would probably grow tired of the arrogance, but it was something Virgil found to be rather endearing. He needed to ignore the wet little pop that came with him freeing his finger or else he was going to have more of a problem on his hands. And he very much didn't want to have a problem since it would be counterproductive to the whole sleeping thing. Normally, relaxing and falling asleep wasn't all that difficult for him whether he had a nap or not although this was one of those times where his companion was making relaxing a bit of a challenge for him. The question was asked out in an attempt to distract himself than any reason to try to embarrass him. Talking about Jordan in any situation was safe territory since he didn't think there was anything Marcel could say that would feed his overactive imagination and get him into trouble. But ********, was he so wrong about that. To his credit, he managed to keep his expression neutral when his boyfriend decided to take a perfectly innocent inquiry and turned it completely upside down by asking if he wanted to watch them. Jesus Christ on a stick. No, he didn't want to think about it, thank you very much! In the past, Virgil probably would have pounced on the opportunity to watch two attractive men jerk off. Now, it appeared being in a relationship had tamed him and...he didn't know. He very much wanted to see Marcel do such a thing and it wasn't as if Jordan being there and doing the same would bother him. His nostrils flared somewhat as he let out a heavy, stubborn snort. He wasn't think about it! Just when he thought he was doing a good job of keeping to his stoicism, he had to say the one thing. Those deep greens mixed with pale gold opened to glower at him. "Oh, I'm sure I could ask very nicely." He softly growled out at him. He could put the world's best brothel worker to shame when he had the mind to so he didn't think it would be a problem. Though, admittingly, there were a few flaws to the Hispanic's hypothetical idea. The biggest one being the lycan. "I'm thinkin' I'd have ah problem keepin' my mouth t'myself." Which, thanks to his fixation, he had a nearly addictive drive to keep his mouth busy and not trying to help the two men would test the limits of his self-restraint. They might as well place heroin in front of a junkie and expect them not to use it. And it wasn't as if he found the blond attractive or had any desire to be with a different man, he just had a problem. He shook his head. "Besides, Vivi likes 'im." It was easy to miss by those who weren't familiar with the young woman, but her brother hadn't missed the way she kept secretly glancing toward Jordan last night. The same way she'd often did in the past with someone she liked, especially her former fiance. "An' if they start datin' I don't think she'll be t'keen on sharin'."
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Posted: Mon Sep 02, 2019 2:55 pm
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Marcel certainly had a bit of an ego and he would acknowledge that it could easily be one of his less than desirable traits which was why he was still surprised Virgil stuck around with him. He's been told in the past by others that the Hispanic could get a little grating at times with his colorful commentary. Thankfully though either Virgil didn't mind it or he somehow found it charming in some way or another, just another reason this one was a keeper in his books. Damn Virgil was good at this though but at the same time his Lover only ever seemed to pull off that neutral expression when something was at least kind of effecting him, at least that's what he's gathered since they've been together. But it was just so damn hard to tell sometimes, damn Virgil's poker face! So instead the Hispanic just continued poking the bear with a pointy stick to see if he could get some kind of reaction out of him! And he soon got it with the crown jewel of his comments thus far which finally managed to break the stoicism that Virgil had been doing a good job holding, perfect! That glowering look at the Hispanic grinning widely in the poorly lit room, those bits of gold seemed to practically glow in the moonlight. Oh yeah, it effected him alright. He chuckled a little bit and grinned at the other man "Oh really?" he questioned the other playfully, as if calling into question their ability to do so. Well this was turning into something rather fun. Of course once the other man spoke again Marcel let out a small sound in the back of his throat "Oh? You think you could handle two at once?" he questioned the other man with an amused look on his face as soon enough the image wormed it's way into the Hispanic's head as well. Dammit, now he was getting all bothered. He wasn't even bothered one bit by the thought of Virgil's mouth around Jordan, it just seemed like a fun little fantasy. But at the end of the day it was just that because his next comment was true enough "Ah so she does like him" he then chuckled a little bit, much like Virgil, Marcel had a hard time getting an accurate read on Vivian as she seemed to be just as good at hiding her emotions as Virgil "Oh well, just an idea, you know" of course Jordan would be the only person in the world the Hispanic would ever suggest doing such a thing with. Everyone else can go ******** themselves. With that Marcel sidled up to Virgil and placed his hand on his chest, running it downward as a grin formed on his face "Should I stop now or finish the job?" he knew damn well what the gold in the others gaze meant and as such he couldn't help but wonder if his Lover needed any assistance or if he just wanted to try and sleep. á(Translation: ) |
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Posted: Mon Sep 02, 2019 10:09 pm
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A low growl rumbled through him when it appeared Marcel doubted his ability to play nice. Virgil supposed it was just one more thing he would have to prove to him sometime in the future. His eyes narrowed further. Oh, how dare this ballsy human question him on that! A particularly wolfish grin graced his lips. "With ease." True, he hadn't been with more than one guy at one in several years but he was sure it wouldn't be too difficult to manage. In theory, anyway. But it wasn't like he would ever be finding out so he wasn't going to dwell on it. "Aye, an' I doubt she woulda let 'im get his hopes if she wasn't into 'im." Being frank and upfront was another thing the twins had in common, he was sure Vivian would have said something if she didn't give being more than friends a chance. "Ah fun one an' I know." His features finally softened as his smirk changed into a smile. For a few seconds. His expression became somewhat bewildered the moment Marcel started to trail his hand southward, which was only going fully stir that monster of his from its half-interested state. He gently grabbed his wrist only to hold it for a moment as he debated with himself. In the end, laced their fingers together. "Nah, ya don't have ta." Of course, he wanted it but he figured it was time to control his libido more than he had recently. Besides, he was learning rather quickly to ignore these urges considering how easily Marcel could cause them with the simplest little things. Any sort of contact was great but to the brute, it was preferable when his veteran shared in the fun. He was sure he could probably use the break though. "G'night, darlin'." He began to slowly rub his thumb across his knuckles as he closed his eyes again. Unfortunately, he was a lot closer to bright-eyed and bushy-tailed now than he was to drowsy. Still, Virgil did his best to simply lay there and ignore just how antsy he was thanks to their conversation. His attempt to settle down lasted all of one minute. Cracking open an eye, he looked at him before he raised up a little bit while slipping a hand behind the Hispanic's head. He gave him a chaste kiss on the lips at first only to follow it with a deeper one he kept slow and sensual. This was nice although it wasn't helping the other urge he had that was proving harder to ignore. Pulling away once he needed air, Virgil smirked down at him. "M'gonna go out an' smoke." With one last quick peck, he untagled himself from the other man and moved to get out of the bed.
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Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2019 1:09 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 04, 2019 8:25 pm
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Hearing that the best friends shared similar tastes with those they dated hardly surprised Virgil at all, and he couldn't help but find it amusing. It was obvious that they had never let a girl come between them and ruined their friendship, but it was hard to imagine that there weren't any squabbles when they were younger. Especially since he knew that Marcel usually wanted to be top dog. ... Well, always wanted was probably the correct way of putting it. Turning him down had to be the hardest decision the brute had made in his lifetime and he came close to regretting it. But there would be other opportunities to feel his boyfriend's touch. This time around, one of these very rare times, he knew what the Spanish meant. Or at least the first one and he was able to work out what the other could possibly mean that wasn't his pet name. Good night sounded a lot better in Spanish. Everything did. "Are ya afraid of bein' alone in th' dark?" He playfully teased, deciding to ignore the sight of Marcel strolling out of their bedroom in his birthday suit. Indulging in the sight wouldn't be a good idea until he'd managed to cool off. He walked over to the hamper and dug out his pajama bottoms from earlier to put on. His case and lighter were collected from where he'd left them on his new dresser and headed out. He stopped near the exit once he was outside, to wait for the Spanish man to join him. His lips shifted into a half-smile once he arrived before he nodded his head in the direction of his truck. "C'mon..." Leading him over to his truck, Virgil lowered the tailgate and sat down before taking out a cigarette and lighting it. He let out a faint groan of appreciation while he pulled the poisonous air down into his lungs. Smoking helped scratch his itch. "Shoulda made ya put on ah shirt..." Exhaling while speaking lent a rougher edge to his voice for a second. It wasn't so late yet that there was still a decent flow of traffic. With the way trouble loved to court them, the guy couldn't be blamed for being a little paranoid. Then again, a part of him was glad he had opted out of putting on his shirt again and took it as a sign that he might be growing more comfortable in his own skin. One could hope, anyway. His eyes slowly drifted skyward and the country boy came close to hating what he saw. The ambient light from the street lamps and surrounding businesses came close to drowning out the light of the stars above. Usually, when he was outside in a town or city, he was too drunk to notice how big the difference truly was. "Can ya see th' stars at night in Marbella?" If they couldn't then it wouldn't be deal-breaker for him. Living where his younger lover want to was the important thing to Virgil and the only thing that mattered to him.
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Posted: Thu Sep 05, 2019 6:55 am
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It had always been a bit of an unspoken rule between them that no girl was worth giving up their friendship over. Marcel and Jordan never once spoke about it but there were times when Jordan's bad girlfriends would be a bit insecure and jealous of Marcel and would demand that he stop seeing him, usually because of his Bisexuality. They were convinced that he was trying to ******** Jordan even though they wouldn't be dating him if that were true in his opinion. Jordan had never spoken to Marcel about when those things occurred, he just always dumped them on the spot and would only bring it up in passing when asked about where his girlfriend was. It was just sort of how the two of them functioned and Marcel had done the exact same for Jordan when one of his previous Girlfriends accused him of cheating on her with Jordan before demanding that he stop seeing him, the look on her face when Marcel dumped her on the spot was golden. When the younger Hispanic piped up he couldn't resist the grin forming the moment Virgil decided to tease him "Yeah, who knows if a big spooky ghost will come out and eat me alive!" he laughed a little bit as he made his way in the bathroom to do his business. Once that was done Marcel would slide into a pair of loose basketball shorts before following the other man outside shortly after he left. Once outside Marcel would follow Virgil to the others truck and hopped onto the tailgate to sit down on. He would snort a little bit as he looked down at himself, all the scars covering his body was still an ugly sight to him but he was beginning to understand that what he saw as ugly could be something else entirely to someone else "What? You think people are going to check..." he motioned to himself "...this out?" self deprecating humor showed itself once more as he chuckled to himself. Honestly he doubted that anyone would, everyone was far to in their own world to even notice them. Marcel would then hear the others question and let out a small hum as he thought about the question for a moment before shrugging his shoulders "It depends on where you are in Marbella. If you're in the more touristy sections, where all the bars and stuff are than no, you really can't" he explained "But, if you're in the older parts of Town. Where the locals live and hand out then yeah, you can. The light pollution isn't nearly as bad there" it was why Marcel was glad to have been born in Marbella and not someplace huge like Barcelona where the entire city seemed to be touristy. As the Hispanic sat there he'd idly play with Jordan's dog tags that were around his neck, looking a the information that was there as a memory came to mind "When I was younger my Mamá and Papá would take Jordan and I out to Ojén. We'd make a whole day of it, my Mamá would pack lunches and my Papá would sit back and watch the football game until it was time to leave" he laughed a little bit "Then my Mamá would call him a lazy good for nothing and force him to drive us up there" he laughed a little bit more as he now tuned out the sounds of the nearby cars "But once we got there my Mamá would carry the basket around and Papá would show Jordan and I all these really cool things about the plants and animals..." he wistfully smiled "It was so strange, Papá just seemed to know so much about wildlife despite being a self proclaimed city boy...." he grinned about how his Papá had said it multiple times anytime going out in nature was brought up. Suddenly a memory came to the forefront of the Hispanic's mind and he grew a bit contemplative for a moment "One thing I remember though was when Jordan and I discovered one of those...eh..what are they called in English..." Marcel snapped his fingers for a moment as he scoured his brain for the English translation "Ah! Yes, Fairy Rings" he finally managed to remember "Jordan and I found a large Fairy Ring, it was in a small clearing and he and I were just laughing and running around in it doing kid stuff. I remember when my Papá saw us he actually looked upset and just ran in and scooped us up before walking back to the path" the Hispanic chuckled "He acted like we had gone too far off the path or something but he forced us to stay by his side for awhile before letting us go back" he smirked "My Mamá was usually the disciplinarian but I just always knew that when my Papá was the one punishing me I knew to listen" the Veteran would then smile a small bit as he recalled the rest of the trip "Finally at sunset we settled down and laid out our picnic we had and once we were done eating my Papa made these weird little paper things, he called them 'Wishing Charms'. He said that if you made a wish on them and let the wind carry them away your wishes would come true..." suddenly Marcel's gaze grew soft as he stared ahead "My wish was to find love and have a big family..." he chuckled a little bit "Corny, right?" although truthfully it may have taken awhile but he was pretty sure that his wish was finally coming true at long last. á(Translation: ) |
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Posted: Fri Sep 06, 2019 12:46 am
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"Mhm." Virgil was sure he wasn't the only person in the world who wasn't turned off by his scars or, at least, could look past them. Those shitheads at the beach the other day hadn't seemed to mind them, after all. It was a relief to hear that the whole of Marbella wasn't covered in city light. "I'd like ta...try t'find ah place in th' older areas when we go." Being able to see the stars without having to drive too far away from their future home would be nice. Not to mention, it might actually be fun to teach their children about the different constellations and things in their own backyard. Relaxing against the side of his truck, he smiled around the end of his cigarette while he thought about all the possibilities their future had in store for them. While the werewolf was in no rush, he couldn't help but feel a tad impatient for it to happen. Though that was only temporary insanity, deep down he knew he wasn't entirely ready for kids yet. He planned to spend as much time as he could with Marcel without any added responsibilities or unwanted interruptions. A brow raised when the former Marine began to share another story from his past. And he didn't mind it in the slightest, they were always so interesting and entertaining. Besides, Virgil didn't get to have much of a childhood so nice to hearing them and knowing that at least one of them got to enjoy it. Getting a better picture of what his parents were like was a good bonus as well. His father and he might actually have something in common if he had an interest in nature and it made the man not seem so intimidating. His mother on the other hand, well, she would probably always would no matter how nice she was. A slightly puzzled look came over him at the mention of the fairy ring, the mere fact that the Spaniard's father knew what they were was surprising to him. First the strange symbol on the antique shop and now the mushroom circle, the man sounded rather knowledgable in the arcane. All in all, the memory seemed like a pleasant one for his boyfriend. His stomach did a sickening little flip as he watched the other's face take on a softer light, another rare sight he found. Though it didn't stop Virgil from smirking at him. "Aye. But it's cute. Heh...kinda sounds like ya knew what ya wanted for yourself pretty early on. I admire that." He rubbed at the back of his neck. The former outlaw couldn't even say that for himself. Hell, maybe he was only starting to figure what out of life after all this time. Better late than never though, right? "Maybe those charms worked, eh?" Either way, he planned to make sure that childhood wish of his came true.
After sucking down the last of his cigarette, he tossed it away to burn out on the asphalt and lit another one.After a moment's thought, he nodded to himself and cleared his throat. "Our dad would never let us go anywhere near those Fairy Rings either." This was probably the only similarity their childhoods had in common. "Said they were places where th' Sídhe...erm, fairies...came into our world an' it could be ah portal back t'their realm an' that th' fae could still be around." He chuckled as he shook his head. "He was from Ireland an' had ah lot of superstitious an' told us ah lot of folklore about th' Fair Folk. I thought it was all bullshit 'til I got stabbed by ah blood fae durin' that hunt." Pain or threat of death was a great motivator to be a believer. "Don't know what sort of lore they hold in Spain an' I don't know if th' rings actually are portals...but I don't blame your dad for draggin' y'all away. Fairies love t'snatch children for all sort of wicked stuff." The blood fae, for instance, found the flesh of children quite delectable. His eyes narrowed playfully at him.
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Posted: Fri Sep 06, 2019 1:36 am
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Marcel listened to the other man speak and the Hispanic grinned a little bit at the other's comment. It sounded like a nice idea "Well maybe we can find a nice house in that area, a lot of them have really nice yards depending on how much you're willing to spend" it was no secret that it may have been a tad bit expensive to live in an older section of the city but Marcel wouldn't be too bothered by the whole thing, for him it was more important that they manage to get the home of their dreams. Besides the two of them had relatively good jobs currently and even more so it wouldn't be too difficult for the Veteran to find a better job once back in Spain as most places would be more than happy to hire a war vet like himself. Even then however Marcel would have to watch his spending and the two men would no doubt have to begin a savings account as soon as possible if they wanted that distant dream to become a reality. The Hispanic would have to look into it tomorrow while his Lover was getting the arrowhead removed. It was actually a bit exciting, the whole idea of beginning to set things up for their future together. However Marcel also knew that he shouldn't try rushing things too much, they were still early in the relationship and it was OK to take things slowly and just enjoy the privacy they had together because once they got had kids there would be no more privacy or alone time for the most part. Marcel had never put much thought into the fact that his Father knew what a fairy ring even was, he just figured the other man just didn't like how far the two kids had wandered from the path. At least that was how Marcel saw it. He would then grin once Vigil commented on his wish and the Hispanic flushed just a little bit "I suppose, heh...I just remember always thinking about how much happier I would be with a large family" he grew thoughtful for a moment "I think it was because I was born a single child and I wanted my kids to have a bunch of siblings..." Marcel shook his head a little bit with a grin. He would then listen to the other man speak and explain about how his Father also seemed to detest fairy rings, although it seemed the Irishman seemed to know more on the whole subject. Marcel would then offer a half smile "I suppose that's as good a reason as any to believe" how much more proof would one need after being stabbed by the very thing you didn't believe in? Marcel would then shake his head a little bit in thought "I don't know about any fairy ring lore in Spain, we were never quite into the whole fairies and gnomes so of thing..." at least there were no tales that he ever heard of. Marcel would then blink for a moment at the playful accusation about being a changeling.....what the hell was a changeling? Either way Marcel grinned a little bit "So you finally caught on to my deep dark secret, well now I'm going to have to tie you up and drag you back to my evil fairy ring in the forest" he placed his hand on the others arm, grabbing it as if to pull him "Then from there I will devour you, starting with the largest part of you..." a sly grin formed on his face as he leaned in closer to the werewolf ".....your ego" the Hispanic would then begin to laugh a bit at his teasing. Marcel would then grin for a little bit and reached up and removed the others cigarette for placed a quick kiss on his lips, lingering for only a moment before returning the cancer stick to the others mouth. Of course Marcel would turn his head for a moment and froze as he grew a bit sheepish. Down the sidewalk, just approaching the apartment complex's door was a little old Japanese woman, smiling at the two men, laughing softly "So I see you found yourself someone special, good for you Marcel! I'll have to make you some Mochi tomorrow to celebrate!" Marcel offered a small smile and a wave "Thank you Mrs. Akamura, have a nice night" the little old lady opened the door "Oh I can't wait to tell my Husband, he'll be so thrilled for him!" she spoke to herself as she entered the building. Marcel would then sigh a little bit and grinned over at Virgil "Remember that little old lady I told you about a few days ago? The one who checked in on me before we met? That's her, Mrs. Akamura. She lived at the other end of the hall... he chuckled a little bit, suddenly noting that he was in fact shirtless outside "I forgot she liked late night strolls..." he sighed a little bit, now feeling a bit embarrassed that he'd been caught like this. á(Translation: ) |
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Posted: Sun Sep 08, 2019 12:13 pm
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The nicest things in life usually came with a big fat price tag so Virgil wasn't too surprised by what he said. Still, he was willing to give it his all when it came to making sure they got what they wanted. Right now would be easy although he had no idea what he would do once they got to Spain. He didn't think there would be many people who'd be willing to hire a foreigner who had no credentials or work references. It was a miracle and half that he'd even managed to get the teaching job. Of course, being an only child was something he would never know the experience of but the werewolf could say that siblings weren't all they were chalked up to be. Not that he would've traded Vivian for the world, they had only had each other growing up. A bunch though? That was hard for him to imagine. While the brute figured Marcel might want at least two, he hadn't yet entertained the idea of exactly how many Marcel really wanted. Something he figure he could wait to find out later one when they were getting ready to start their family. Once he finished talking about his own father's beliefs about the fair folk. There was a chance he was reading too much into things and now he felt a tad foolish for spilling his guts like that, but he guessed it never hurt to shares such things. At least this time it was a somewhat normal story and didn't have anything bad in it. A chuckle escaped from him at the mention of gnomes although he wasn't about to enlighten him that they were an entirely different thing. Virgil did his best to pretend to be frightened the moment his arm was grabbed although the whole thing was beyond his abilities. He ended up breaking as he leaned in closer and softly laughed at the ridiculousness of it all. "What'd I tell ya about threatenin' me with ah good time?" His chuckle soon melted into a playful growl as his cancer stick was plucked from between his lips, a noise that continued through the kiss even if it was a thousand times better than any nicotine fix. Still, the bigger man was rather glad when it was returned to him. "What’s up?” Noticing that Marcel seemed to be frozen in place, he looked in the same direction and blanched upon noticing the elderly woman approaching the door. Virgil tried his best to scooch back further into the back of his truck to try to hide out of sight, but it was much too late for that. Her comment had his face slightly warming, the big guy somewhat embarrassed that they had been caught by her. Even more so without any shirts on. At least they hadn’t been up to anything too naughty. "Aye...I remember. I wanted t'meet 'er but not exactly like this." A nervous chuckle came from him as he looked back at Marcel with a mixture of relief and amusement on his rugged face. He might have even gone after Mrs. Akamura to thank her for checking in on the former soldier over the years if he was properly dressed. That was going to have to wait for now. "We'll remember next time..." This was the last time Virgil was going to be caught outside of their apartment without a shirt on, to say the least. He wasn't as comfortable in his scarred body as it might seem, really it was only his beau who he was okay around.
Finished with his cigarette, he tossed it and dropped down from his perch. "Guess it's ah good thing I didn't decide t'claim my prize, huh?" He turned to face Marcel with a teasing grin on his lips. Of course, he hadn't forgotten what he had won yesterday! Doubtful that the beast of a man would actually claim it in place that didn't offer at least a shred of privacy for them although simply knowing that he had managed to beat Marcel while swimming underwater was enough to him. His eyes scanned the parking lot before he stepped closer and rested his hands on either side of the Hispanic's neck. "Though, who knows...she mighta liked the show." Murmuring lowly, he gave him a chaste kiss though at the last second, he nipped him on the lower lip. Just as quickly, he pulled away and turned to head back inside. "C'mon, slowpoke."
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2019 12:59 am
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Marcel sat there thinking about the big price tags on some of the older but nicer houses in Marbella and the thought of it made his blood run cold. It would take a good bit of saving between the two of them but as long as they were smart with their money it was definitely doable. Especially since they were planning this early on, it was a good plan and the Hispanic had one house that he remembered from his childhood in mind. It was a bit deeper in the older section of Marbella but it was everything the Hispanic wanted from a house. His memory was rather fuzzy but he remembered going by it several times in his later teen years and noticed the large backyard and front garden. Hell it would be a nice little section to grow their own vegetables if they wanted, especially since it rarely drops bellow fifteen degrees Celsius (sixty Fahrenheit). The entire idea of it made the Hispanic excited although he also acknowledged that he had to be realistic about it, the odds of that house in paticular being for sale was extremely low but there were many other nice houses in the area that there had to be at least one or two for sale that the couple could buy. Either way Marcel was confident that the two of them could manage it somehow, they were both smart men and could easily work something out. Once the topic shifted and the two of them grew playful, Marcel would smirk a little bit as he elbowed him "Oh you would say that!" he laughed a little bit before the kiss was made. However once he realized that Mrs. Akamura had seen their little romantic display and he could practically feel warmth radiating off his face. He swore it felt like he'd just been caught making out with his first girlfriend again by his Mamá, that was exactly what it felt like to him at this moment. Marcel would mirror the others nervous chuckle and nodded his agreement "Yeah...I'd imagine..." well now at least this was the ice breaker for when Virgil went over to meet her. He then nodded his head in agreement with the other man "It is something I'll make sure to never forget again..." the Veteran stated with a small smile on his face, now just amused by the whole situation. However Marcel's face would contort in momentary confusion when the other man spoke about a "Prize", what was he....oh....OH! Suddenly the cheeks on the Hispanic's face turned from tan red as his eyes narrowed in on the larger man "You wouldn't dare" his tone was low and his gaze as he tried his best to be intimidating as he could with a scarlet face. It seemed however that the other man wasn't phases as he made his next comment which caused Marcel to sputter indignantly at the mere thought of it. The nerve of this guy! He would have bitched him out if it weren't for the fact that Virgil pulled him into a chaste kiss which took his breath away for a moment. However as quickly as it began it was over and Marcel was left there on the truck with his Lover waling away. Marcel's glare returned tenfold as he quickly followed after Virgil "You've got a real pair on you!" he stated quietly, glaring at the other man as they walked down the hall to his apartment. However suddenly Mrs. Akamura rounded the corner with two disposable cups on a small tray "Oh dear, I'm glad I caught you both" the old woman smiled gently at the two men. Marcel would blink in surprise as he offered a small smile of his own to the elderly neighbor "Yeah, is there anything you need?" the little old woman smiled a little bit and shook her head "Not really, I had just tried knocking on your door the other day and when you didn't answer I got a bit worried" she then gave Virgil a warm look though "But I see now that you were just spending time with that special someone" she chuckled a bit as Marcel nodded his head, so she tried to come check on him while the two were out camping? It just reminded the Hispanic of how kind she truly was "Anyway I saw you two were outside and thought you might be having some trouble sleeping. So I made you both a cup of lemongrass tea just in case" Marcel gave one of those rare genuine smiles as he took his own cup and nodded his head at the smaller woman "Thank you Mrs. Akamura, that was very thoughtful of you" she would simply shake her head and returned the smile "Oh no, I'm just watching out for my favorite tenant" once her tray was empty she would shuffle back to her own apartment and waved to the two men before disappearing into her own apartment. Marcel would sigh a little bit and glanced over at Virgil "Your lucky Querido, she saved you good there" he chuckled a little bit in amusement as he took a quick sip of the still hot tea just to test it out...not bad. á(Translation: ) |
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2019 9:22 pm
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He wouldn’t dare? That sounded an awful lot like a challenge to Virgil although he wasn’t about to rise to it. Because he was getting tired, certainly not because he was frightened by his boyfriend!
Watching those tan cheeks turn any shade of crimson would always be entertaining to him, especially when Marcel was trying to come off as an intimidating force. Unfortunately, he found him to be about as intimidating as a Chihuahua puppy baring its teeth during times like this. His man looked ready to tear him a new one, honestly, but it appeared the werewolf had learned when its was time kiss him to avoid getting into trouble so he could make his escape. Glancing back over his shoulder to him while he continued to lead the way inside, he shrugged and gave him a thousand watt grin. ”Well, ya’d be th’ one t’know, now wouldn’t ya?” Ballsy indeed to make such a comment when it seemed Marcel was still pissy over his joke. A mental note was made to keep any such jokes to himself in the future. For reasons. This time Virgil was a lot more aware of surroundings and wasn’t caught off guard by Mrs. Akamura approaching them. His teasing attitude did a complete one-eighty at her appearance, the brute assuming an innocent air as he gave her a polite smile. It wasn’t hard to miss that the genuine care she had for the Hispanic and it warmed his blackened heart even more toward her. ”Thank ya, ma’am. For everythin’...” He’d let that Southern drawl of his shine through, taking the second cup on the tray and raising it to his lips to blow on it for a moment in order to cool the hot brew down. Different flavors of tea was something he enjoyed and he found the smell of the lemongrass to be quite lovely. Marcel was a lucky man, having so many people looking out for him. It was a small relief for the older man too, knowing that if something ever happened to him then his lover would have others to watch his back. An amused snort was released. ”Saved us both, I’d say.” He smirked at him. ”I reckon findin’ out how mean ‘er favorite tenant actually is would break ‘er heart.” Virgil took a careful sip of his tea and let out a happy noise as it washed over his tastebuds, finding the flavor to be relaxing. The rest of the way to the apartment went slowly for him since he would stop every now and then to take a drink. Though once he made it to the door, he held it open for him and followed him inside before going to sit down on the couch. They might not have managed to get much rest yet, but he was glad they had taken their small venture outside. ”Y’know...maybe we should start takin’ late night walks. Might help with this whole sleepin’ thing.” Well, it might help the insomniac. At least for tonight, Virgil was sure he wouldn’t have any trouble going to sleep now as long as he wasn’t picked on or teased by a certain someone.
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Posted: Wed Sep 11, 2019 10:01 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 11, 2019 8:34 pm
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The former bounty hunter lightly snorted at him. ”Maybe if ya were nicer…ya catch more flies with honey than vinegar, ya know.” He uttered in jest with a small smirk. Maybe he would settle down and accept what the Hispanic soldier tried to teach him if it wasn’t so entertaining to provoke him. He had such an explosive personality, it was always interesting to see just how he would respond to his teasing. Once he was settled in his favored spot, he curled up in the corner with his tea cradled between his large hands as if it was something precious to him. ”Good t’hear ya think it’s ah good idea. I was plannin’ on draggin’ ya outside either way.” Walking would be good for both of them and he was willing to do whatever it took to help his companion stay healthy. His tongue curled up to the roof of his mouth as his jaws parted with a yawn. The tea seemed to be doing the trick in helping him relax, his body starting to feel heavier with each sip he took. Virgil lifted his head and focused his half-lidded gaze on him. ”Super secret underground hospital.” He gave a sleepy smile. ”No humans allowed. Well, as far as I know...” He didn’t remember any of them being around during his stay, at least, and he could recall there being a rather intimidating guard at the front doors to the place. Remembered that guy quite well, in fact, since he had gotten into a fight with him when he’d originally tried to leave. Orcs weren’t a pleasant race to deal with in the slightest. ”I can ask an’ let ya know t’morrow. At worst they can jus’ say no...but everythin’ should be over an’ done with before ya get off work.” His brow furrowed a bit. Going tomorrow without seeing Marcel at all left an unpleasant tightness in his gut. They had only been together for a handful of days, but he was already used to him being around for a good portion of the time. ”Aye...if they won’t let ya come in then I won’t stay.” He muttered under his breath to himself. No matter how bad of shape he was in after the surgery, he was already determined to get the hell out and get his a** back home.
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Posted: Fri Sep 13, 2019 6:45 am
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Marcel grinned a bit at the other man's comment and shook his head at the analogy "Maybe but vinegar is about all I have to offer these days" he cheekily stated with an amused look on his face, all the sweet honey was buried deep, deep, deep beneath layers of vinegar and that was just the way it was! Marcel would then raise a single eyebrow when his Lover made the claim that he was going to drag him outside either way which caused Marcel to grin "Oh really? Now I might just be difficult about it just to see you try Querido" he stated as his grin widened just a bit. Virgil dragging him outside away from his TV? That was a good one! Once Marcel posed his question he would sigh a little bit and shook his head when Virgil informed him that the Hospital was a secret location, well that wasn't too surprising. Then when he stated that no humans were allowed the Hispanic would scoff a little bit "As if they could stop me from seeing you" he stated aloud before taking a sip of his tea, clearly Marcel was the type of man to try and bite off more than he could chew. Of course he knew that it would be foolhardy and stupid to do such a thing, especially considering the previous night but Marcel was confident if anything. The Veteran would then listen to his Lover once he began to speak once more and he would nod his head a little bit, that sounded reasonable at the very least. The fact that the two of them were in a silent room meant that this time around Marcel was able to just make out what his lover muttered which caused him to chuckle and shake his head a little bit "Play nice Rafe, they only have your best interest in mind. Besides I don't know how to handle silver...poisoning?" honestly he just called it poisoning because Virgil mentioned how he would need an antidote after the surgery because of the silver. Of course he was also touched that Virgil wanted to be by his side even if it would only be for a day or so "At the very least if I can't come in then just relax and try to recover, the last thing I need is a grumpy, recovering Werewolf on my couch" he teased a little bit as he took another gulp of the lemongrass tea, his body surprisingly relaxing the more he sipped it. Maybe it was the relaxing atmosphere coupled with the tea but he was actually feeling much better. He'd have to see what brand Mrs. Akamura got because he'd buy several boxes if this stuff was actually working this well. á(Translation: ) |
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