good morning/good afternoon?toon_master1July 2 2011, 18:44:31 UTC
It was a beautiful sunny summers day much like the one before it, however this one came with the noise of a clean up crew and the slow exidous of party guests that were still waking up
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Pegasus deadpanned and said as if he were looking right through Ziegfried. But then he dispelled the more solemn mood with a laugh as Ziegfried remarked about his bruise.
"Oh, no, don't be foolish. This is from racket ball earlier in the week. Kaiba-boi proved to be a much better player than I, he came out with far fewer bruises. I was just saying to him that we need to find a less taxing pairs sport. I'm all for going back to tennis, but there are so few indoor courts in Japan, they simply haven't got the space, and outdoors I'm always at risk for sunburn or worse, the horrors of wind and rain to ruin your game. "
It was easy for Pegasus to simply launch into a random bit of conversation and make it seem as normal as apple pie.
"When was the last time you played Ziggy? I'm sure I remember your mother saying you were off at the courts the last time I stopped by."
Kaiba raised an eyebrow at Pegasus, but didn't deny it. In one shape or form, Pegasus had spent the bulk of the evening with him. It was interesting to note how Zeigfried seems to be going a bit pink, clashing horribly with his hair, his eyes all but popping out of his skull at this piece of information. Kaiba knew how he was taking it, well aware of how the other man felt about Pegasus. It was rather enjoyable to watch him squirm in outrage
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Pegasus turned to watch Kaiba walk away as well, his gaze lingering on his limp with a small frown. Not his ass, just his limp...
"Would you care for some lemonaid?"
Pegasus turned back and asked Ziegfried politely, completely ignoring the mans attractions and what odd things must be going through his head.
"I was thinking of going for a dip in the pool a little later. You're welcome to stay and join us for a swim? I can't speak for myself but Kaiba there has very good form in the water. Did you know he's named after the Japanese word for sea horse? To them a sea horse is a cute little baby dragon."
Of course Pegasus was trying to be kind and not at all as if he admired the younger mans body. He knew Kaiba was a strong swimmer. Well, he'd have to be, he was alive wasn't he?
"Yes, thank you." Zeigfried answered, wondering where he was going wrong.
How could he choose his nemesis over him? What did he have that was so special? Ugh, and now he was staring and positively gushing over him. Like he'd ever want to see Kaiba, ugly thing that he was. He hoped the men he paid beat the hell out of him before he crawled into bed with Pegasus, and he hoped it hurt.
"That's very kind, and it would be lovely, but I wouldn't want to intrude. You both seem.... very cosy." He said with distaste as they could hear Kaiba arguing with Mokuba.
Zeigfried raised an eyebrow. Was he suggesting when he thought he was suggesting? While he didn't object to the idea of playing with more than one partner, having Kaiba in the mix? He shuddered. No, he could not imagine enjoying anything that included his most hated rival. Not that he was going to turn down the opportunity to woo Pegasus away from him. So he supposed he had best take the invitation
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While his younger companions went off to change Pegasus sat himself down on the lounge again. He was counting on Kaiba to be the first one back, he didn't have so far to go and he wouldn't be taking time for his appearance. Well, aside from a robe to hide those bruises a little. Pegasus frowned as he sat there, feeling slightly guilty, especially after the call from Mokuba. He couldn't very well send him home like that, could he
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Kaiba looked down at himself in his shorts, blue of course, with a discreet BEWD embroidered on the hem of the right leg. Well he was a mess. Not that he was embarrassed of course. he didn't give a damn if Ziggy saw him bruised to hell. He had survived an attempt on his life last night and he didn't actually mind flaunting the fact that he had
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"Oh do stop your growling, your as bad as your dragons sometimes."
Pegasus stood up and gave the sleeve of kaibas robe a tug, insisting that he remove it. He tutted at him as he saw the bruises but it didn't make him pause at all, his motions just as deliberate as he took the other man by his shoulders and turned him around to guide him to lie face down on the lounge.
"Now you don't have to trust me, but you do have to want to feel better. Just you lie down here and let me work my magic on you."
He was rubbing some lotion between his hands now and gave Kaiba a bright smile to sell him on the idea. Not that the man was going to take him literally of course. Although by now, he probably should.
"I like growling, everything is normal when I am growling. I don;t end up at parties in dresses when I am growling." He muttered sourly.
He rolled his eyes as he all but tugged his yukata off him, and shrugged it off quickly, Isono ignoring what this looked like for the sake of his own sanity. He rather reluctantly laid down, in no mood for Pegasus' whining if he refused. He looked up at Pegasus over his shoulder warily.
Kaiba forced himself to relax and not make a fuss, its not like he could reach his own back, and Pegasus could be a real pain in his ass if he dug his heels in.
Then Pegasus told him to stay still and he raised his head a little to look at him over his shoulder warily. It didn't look like he was up to anything... then he felt it, that heat. It wasn't unpleasant, and certainly did not feel malevolent - he knew what that felt like and would never forget it, but did concern him.
"Max?" He asked softly, a note of worry in his tone, the only reason he would be so familiar in addressing him.
And then it was over. And this was the cosy scene Zeigfried walked in on, dressed in an exquisite pink satin robe, only to see his rival laid out and the object of his desires fawning all over him! How in the world! He was going to gut Kaiba with his bare hands he swore.
"No, not at all. I was just giving Kaiba-boi here a lecture about sun protection. He won't be so cavalier about avoiding sunblock when he's as red as a lobster and peeling like an onion. He certainly hasn't a fine base tan like you Ziggy."
Pegasus laughed and made to get up, but he didn't quite make it, having to sit back down quickly rather than fall. How had Kaiba gotten around like this? He'd leaned forward with a hand to his chest and drawing a breath through clenched teeth.
"Ah, I don't think I should be getting up quite yet... You boys can go on ahead without me."
If Croquet were here he'd likely be getting dragged back to bed by his ear, but since it was only Kemo, who was usually quite awkward about lending a hand even when Pegasus wasn't trying to cover up that something wasn't right, he didn't have to worry. Eventually, when he could get himself together enough to limp over there, the pool water would be wonderful and cool against these bruises.
Kaiba rolled his eyes as Pegasus covered for what he had done, and sat up, only noticing as he did just exactly what the warm sensations were about. And all of a sudden Pegasus was struggling to get up. In fact, he seemed to be clutching at places he had been bruised and severely sore a minute ago. The distinct lack of injuries was somewhat disconcerting. He could put two and two together easily enough
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Pegasus deadpanned and said as if he were looking right through Ziegfried. But then he dispelled the more solemn mood with a laugh as Ziegfried remarked about his bruise.
"Oh, no, don't be foolish. This is from racket ball earlier in the week. Kaiba-boi proved to be a much better player than I, he came out with far fewer bruises. I was just saying to him that we need to find a less taxing pairs sport. I'm all for going back to tennis, but there are so few indoor courts in Japan, they simply haven't got the space, and outdoors I'm always at risk for sunburn or worse, the horrors of wind and rain to ruin your game. "
It was easy for Pegasus to simply launch into a random bit of conversation and make it seem as normal as apple pie.
"When was the last time you played Ziggy? I'm sure I remember your mother saying you were off at the courts the last time I stopped by."
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"Would you care for some lemonaid?"
Pegasus turned back and asked Ziegfried politely, completely ignoring the mans attractions and what odd things must be going through his head.
"I was thinking of going for a dip in the pool a little later. You're welcome to stay and join us for a swim? I can't speak for myself but Kaiba there has very good form in the water. Did you know he's named after the Japanese word for sea horse? To them a sea horse is a cute little baby dragon."
Of course Pegasus was trying to be kind and not at all as if he admired the younger mans body. He knew Kaiba was a strong swimmer. Well, he'd have to be, he was alive wasn't he?
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How could he choose his nemesis over him? What did he have that was so special? Ugh, and now he was staring and positively gushing over him. Like he'd ever want to see Kaiba, ugly thing that he was. He hoped the men he paid beat the hell out of him before he crawled into bed with Pegasus, and he hoped it hurt.
"That's very kind, and it would be lovely, but I wouldn't want to intrude. You both seem.... very cosy." He said with distaste as they could hear Kaiba arguing with Mokuba.
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Pegasus stood up and gave the sleeve of kaibas robe a tug, insisting that he remove it. He tutted at him as he saw the bruises but it didn't make him pause at all, his motions just as deliberate as he took the other man by his shoulders and turned him around to guide him to lie face down on the lounge.
"Now you don't have to trust me, but you do have to want to feel better. Just you lie down here and let me work my magic on you."
He was rubbing some lotion between his hands now and gave Kaiba a bright smile to sell him on the idea. Not that the man was going to take him literally of course. Although by now, he probably should.
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"I like growling, everything is normal when I am growling. I don;t end up at parties in dresses when I am growling." He muttered sourly.
He rolled his eyes as he all but tugged his yukata off him, and shrugged it off quickly, Isono ignoring what this looked like for the sake of his own sanity. He rather reluctantly laid down, in no mood for Pegasus' whining if he refused. He looked up at Pegasus over his shoulder warily.
"Just get this over with." He growled.
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Then Pegasus told him to stay still and he raised his head a little to look at him over his shoulder warily. It didn't look like he was up to anything... then he felt it, that heat. It wasn't unpleasant, and certainly did not feel malevolent - he knew what that felt like and would never forget it, but did concern him.
"Max?" He asked softly, a note of worry in his tone, the only reason he would be so familiar in addressing him.
And then it was over. And this was the cosy scene Zeigfried walked in on, dressed in an exquisite pink satin robe, only to see his rival laid out and the object of his desires fawning all over him! How in the world! He was going to gut Kaiba with his bare hands he swore.
"Oh I do hope I am not intruding."
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Pegasus laughed and made to get up, but he didn't quite make it, having to sit back down quickly rather than fall. How had Kaiba gotten around like this? He'd leaned forward with a hand to his chest and drawing a breath through clenched teeth.
"Ah, I don't think I should be getting up quite yet... You boys can go on ahead without me."
If Croquet were here he'd likely be getting dragged back to bed by his ear, but since it was only Kemo, who was usually quite awkward about lending a hand even when Pegasus wasn't trying to cover up that something wasn't right, he didn't have to worry. Eventually, when he could get himself together enough to limp over there, the pool water would be wonderful and cool against these bruises.
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