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[richiestarr]

I fidgeted a little with a loose string on the couch, and shifted my position again. There was a monotone drone going on in the background, reporting the news of some four-thousand something in Lankeshire. Honestly, I'd tried to listen to it! But it was impossible-- like, really, physically impossible. I couldn't understand a word he said. Only

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[george_harri_22]

I liked the way my ceiling looked at the moment. I was never really sure of it, but right this second I was completely happy with it. I stretched out in my bed and realized something was missing in the room. Something that should definitely be here in the bed with me. I was about to go look for it, when it ended up walking into my room.

The pout on his lips made my own tingle and before I could say anything he spoke.

"Drinks. Out. Need it." only to be followed with something about a string. I raised an eyebrow and caught on the second bit. "A string? You can get rid of it, I don't think I use it for anything," I chuckled and stretched in the bed.

"You want to go out? We can. Head out to the Bag O' Nails, but it's a little early yet. Why don't we go get something to eat too. I'm not really hungry, but if you are..." I crawled up to the edge of the bed and tugged him closer by the waistband of his pants.

"Feeling antsy?" I laughed a bit and nodded. "It'd be good, we haven't gone out and I've pretty much kept you in since we've been

[richiestarr]

I suddenly frowned at the idea of throwing the string away; why did it need to be thrown out? That hardly seemed fair, mean, even. "I don't want to though. What if that string was you?" What was I saying? "If that string was you, I wouldn't throw it away. I'd like it too much. But it's not, thank god-- that'd complicate things, wouldn't it? Try to tell people you're in love with a string, and they think you're mad. And that's why I'm glad you're not that string." I paused and thought over what I'd just said. Well... that didn't seem too odd, did it? Maybe if I passed it off as a joke, or acted cute for him, he'd ignore it

[george_harri_22]

I watched him talk, wondering where it was all coming from. Not that I wasn't used to him doing it every once in awhile, but it never failed to floor me. I started laughing, my arms wrapping around him as he fell on me. I pressed my nose against his hair and groaned, he smelled so good. He always did.

"Me as a string..." I just...what do I say to that? "I'm kind of glad I'm not. I have to agree with you on that," I smirked.

I groaned and started pressing my lips to his neck and he leaned back, shaking his head and fluttering his eyelashes at me. He only did that when him and John were playing about, he must be so wired. I couldn't help another laugh and I shook my head.

"Only if you've got the hat and shoes to match. You know I like my girls to look cooridnated," I slapped his butt slightly and moved off the bed, pushing him back as I came forward.

[richiestarr]

I gasped, eyes wide as he smacked me, and held him for support as he stood. "Oh, George, but you never got me the hat! You only got me the undergarments to match-- I shan't wear that in public!" I paused, and suddenly looked up at him, wide-eyed and shocked. "Shan't I?"

My legs dropped beneath me so my weight was on him completely, and I wailed loudly as I clung to him. "Oh George, don't make me, it's indecent! I can't show my bits and pieces to the world!" Oh fuck, I was slipping-- my cheek was pressed to the button on his pants now, and I wasn't sure I wanted to be here at the moment.

"Unless you take your pants off with me, then I might be able to handle the humiliation..." Oh god, and I was egging him on too.

[george_harri_22]

Oh the undergarments. I shivered and grinned at him with a feral twist on my lips. He was always coming up with something...so off the wall. I wrapped my arms dramatically around his waist and went along.

"Shan't you though? I like having a bit of indecent behavior about me when..." he was slipping down now and his hands were, he was oh so near being in a perfect position. I bit my lip, holding back a heated chuckle as I watched him.

"I might be able to manage taking my pants off, but it's not anywhere near the same situation. You do know I love it when you're on your knees, Rings," I grinned finally and ran my fingers through his hair.

"So...did you want to stay here and take care of what you're about to cause, or did you still want to go out and get smashed?"

[richiestarr]

My lips parted, eyes widening a little. He couldn't be serious... could he? Asking me to do this so boldy? I guess I shouldn't be surprised, it's like him, but... shocking to hear your friend talk to you like a bird. Different.

"I... I don't know." I murmured, my cheeks heating(stopitstopit) with embarrassment. God, I felt like such a virgin around him-- I was still figuring this whole 'sex with blokes' thing out, and now this? It was a little overwhelming.

"I don't know if I can..." I glanced to his groin and bit my lip. Maybe, maybe not. Booze or cocks. Tough.

[george_harri_22]

I grinned and shook my head.

"Come on, Richie. Let's get some alcohol in your system. You need it, I need it," I smiled bent down to kiss his lips, before pulling him up beside me.

"We're in need of some good dirty bad fun," I chuckled and tugged him with me out of the room. "Where was your string, you were talking about? Did you need to bring it with us?"

My fingers brushed against his palm and the back of his hand. He was so smooth, his skin so soft. It was probably all that lotion he liked to use.

[richiestarr]

I smiled widely with relief and stood with him, nodding. "Mm, yeah, dirty sounds great. But I'm not sure if we can have good bad fun, George, unless you want a hole to tear in the universe." I grinned playfully and stopped suddenly, rethinking this whole thing. Maybe if he saw the string... something would happen. I don't know... wait, no, I wasn't thinking straight.

"Hold on." I rushed away to kneel in front of the couch, running my hands all over the couch in search of the string. Goddamnit, where had it gone? It was in my face before, just taunting me, and now it was hiding?

"Get over here! It's hiding!"

[george_harri_22]

I reached out on the dresser and pulled out the Rolex Brian had given me for my birthday. I clasped the watch tightly over my wrist and looked up at him. I raised an eyebrow and headed for the small kitchen to pour myself one spot of tea. There was only a bit left.

I heard him shout at me and I headed back into the living room, eyes raised and stared him over. My gaze fell over the couch then back to him.

"What's hiding? The string? You must have scared it off, then."

[richiestarr]

My eyebrows furrowed and I looked to him, already a little flustered. "Well, help me unscare it then, daft bastard!"

I flicked my tongue out and ran it along my lips; oh god, I just realized how thirsty I was. That tea... I want some.

"Hey, gimme. I'm thirsty." I leaned up and reached for the cup, grabbing at it uselessly.

[george_harri_22]

I grinned and reached out for the waistband of his pants. I pulled him to me and held the cup just under his lips.

"Go ahead and have some," I leant over him and smiled. I could smell his scent. "But there is a fee."

[richiestarr]

I took the cup and took a few sips, watching him. "Mm, whassat? How much do I owe?" I downed the cup and handed it back, wiping my lips.

"It was good, though. Thank you." I grinned; God, I loved playing innocent. I wonder if he would catch on, though.

[george_harri_22]

I looked into the cup felt a frown getting ready to pull at me. I brushed it away and moved in a little closer.

Sometimes I wasn't sure if he just got off on being this innocent, or if he really was. On the grand scale, he was the farthest thing from it. But those eyes...and his height played it up.

"You're welcome. Now, you owe me a kiss...or two, possibly even three because you drank it all," I stared at him meaningfully and put the cup down. I wrapped an arm around his waist and jerked him to me.

"How's that sound?"

[richiestarr]

My eyes widened, then a sly grin tugged at my lips. "Fine, but you owe me another tea later."

I stumbled forward and fell into his lips, eyes already shut. My lips twitched, but didn't move; oh no, he was going to kiss me first. I don't know why I was doing this, but I'd already started, so why stop?

[george_harri_22]

I cupped the back of his head and waited. His lips weren't moving. It...made something in the back of my mind twitch, but his lips were so soft. So perfect.

I kissed him, moving my lips against his and my tongue ran over his lips. I parted them and rolled my tongue against his. I didn't think I'd ever tire of this...but...he probably would.

I pulled back slowly and breathed heavily, staring at him for a second.

[richiestarr]

A soft moan rose from my throat, and I almost automatically kissed him back. I always forgot how much of a good kisser he was; I couldn't reject him. Hell, I wanted him.

I whined slightly as he pulled back, disappointed. Was it over already? No, it just started... tease...

"Hey, wh-what... I..." I licked my lips and leaned forward, lips parted. "More, please."