|
|
Post by Kian O'Connor on Dec 30, 2009 18:49:54 GMT -5
Kian had to accede to Connor's reasoning, It would indeed suck if they lost that urgency for each other. Looking over he took in Connor's dark eyes and hair and had to sigh again. He was glad he didn't need will power tonight, that would have been a bad thing.
"Oh... Felipe. Yeah he seems really nice. He's from Brazil, but he doesn't really fence with saber so I had to show him some things. I hope he liked it, it was nice to have someone our age to spar against. We are going to go out after class next time, do you want to come meet him?" Kian said, making sure Connor knew there was nothing for him to worry about.
|
|
|
|
Post by Connor Pearce on Jan 1, 2010 5:35:42 GMT -5
“Brazil huh?” Connor repeated, not having known anyone who’d come from there before, or anything much about the country really. “I’m sure he did, you’re a good teacher.” he grinned, moving one hand from the wheel long enough to reach over and squeeze Kian’s hand softly. “Sure, I’d love to meet him. And when you said he’s new, did you mean to the Fencing Club, or to the school? Cause if he’s a new student, maybe we could get a big group of us together afterwards, so he could meet a whole group.” He stilled remembered when he first started, wasn’t easy to break into a new school, especially with people who’d been friends for years. Especially if Felipe turned out to be shy, he could imagine that being even more difficult.
Pulling to a stop, Connor shut off the engine before rushing over to Kian’s side, opening up the passenger door with just a slightly cheesy grin on his face. Then he grabbed all their stuff from the back seat, keeping one hand free so he could take one of his boyfriend’s on their very short walk to the boat.
“I still can’t get over how fun the prank was. Glad you talked me into it.” he enthused. “Going to develop all the photos I took tomorrow night, should have plenty of good ones. I’ll bring them to school to show everyone when I’m done. And I can’t wait to see the finished product of Mal’s footage when she’s finished with tweaking it.”
|
|
|
|
Post by Kian O'Connor on Jan 4, 2010 4:25:47 GMT -5
Kian held onto Connor's hand until they got to the boat where he opened the gang plank to make it easier for his boyfriend to cross with his burdens. "I will ask Felipe if I see him, perhaps he would like to join the bowling group. He doesn't necessarily seem shy, but it is always nice to help someone new get acquainted.
Once inside he took the stuff and put it on the kitchen counter. Turning to Connor he smiled, "I am glad you were there even if you left me to the mercies of that damn rooster, I should have realized you and your cameras were busy," he said a hint of steel in his eyes. He kicked off his practice shoes and then headed to the master bath trusting that Connor would follow him.
"I can't wait to see your photos either. We should make an album," he reached in the glass enclosure and started the water. Next he peeled off his damp shirt and looked back at Connor. "Bath or shower love?"
|
|
|
|
Post by Connor Pearce on Jan 4, 2010 4:39:14 GMT -5
“Oh yeah, bowling, almost forgot about it.” Connor grinned, looking forward to it, and the chance to spend more time with Kian and his friends. And hopefully his own, he was planning to bug Julia into going as well. “Everyone loves bowling, sure he’ll be happy to come along.”
The reminder of the rooster made him grin just a little apologetically at his boyfriend. “Yeah, sorry about that.” he told him, and he was really sorry about that. Even if he had managed to get some great photos. The rooster did a bit of damage to Kian. “I promise, I’ll make it up to you. And I won’t let a rooster attack you again, you have my word.” He doubted there would ever be a need for that, but still, anything to keep him in the good books.
Following behind Kian as expected, he started to strip off, nodding as his boyfriend went out of view. “Sure, sounds fun. I actually don’t do too many albums, I just prefer to snap away, so it’ll be fun with your help.” Rounding the corner, he stopped dead in his tracks, seeing a half naked Kian waiting for him. “Shower. It’ll give me a chance to kiss all those scratches better.” he grinned, hurriedly pulling off his own shirt. He loved having Kian as his boyfriend.
Wrapped / tag for wrapped
|
|
