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[losthispath.livejournal.com]

[[so, after this  funny encounter, Guy is now walking around naked. Yep, completely naked. And you might noticed that he looks absolutely miserable. And I'm going to go ahead and put a BRIGHT RED WARNING on it since yeah, I don't know what will happen that might not be right for underage people. ANYWAY. ]]

Of all the things that could happen...

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[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

[touches his cheek]

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

[peers at him] ...? [doesn't know if he should move away or not]

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

[slides his hand to the back of Guy's neck, pulling him close]

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

[blushes harder, stumbling against him]

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

Interesting... attire. [strokes his cheek with the back of his other hand]

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

I... guess. [heart is beating a bit faster, leaning into the touch out of reflex]

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

[lightly strokes his lips]

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

[freezes] ... [pulls away, turning his head to the side]

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. [strokes his hair back, watching him intently]

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

[squirms] What's wrong?

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

You're different than the one I knew...

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

I always am. [pauses, contemplating if he should say those damned words now or later]

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

[puts a finger under Guy's chin, guiding it so he can look at him]

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

[and he's too busy blushing again to think clear thoughts]

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

[gives him a kiss]

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

[blinks for a second before his eyes widen and he pulls away] What was---?

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

Was that not what you wanted?

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

No, I just... [utterly confused and squirmy]

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

You've never had this before... hmmm...

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

Had what before? [blinks again, cheeks still red]

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

[strokes his hands down across his neck, shoulders, and across his arms]

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

[oh god, being a teenager sucks. He's totally squirming and trying to think about other things] Why are you touching me?

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

You lust for more, don't you?

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

Excuse me?! [inches away]

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

The way you move. The way you don't look at me. Your breathing. Your emotions.