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Give me your rentboys, your whores, your not quite monogamous masses yearning to. Well. You know.

Location: A room. Of some sort.
Time: Not important, but probably late afternoon to early evening.

Seth Cuthbert, a small, slight boy with short Holocaust survivor hair stepped into the room. He stared at each of the gray walls, then sat down on a couch that seemed to be one of the main decorative features. After a moment, he was confronted by the entrance of another boy, an equally small, pretty sort of a boy in a top hat and a cravat. They were men's clothes, although the boy looked hardly older than sixteen. Seth blinked. "Hello," he said.

"Hello," said the pretty boy. "I'm the Saint. Who are you?"

"I'm Seth Cuthbert," said Seth, slightly puzzled. "You're a saint?"

"No. The Saint. It is different," the Saint informed him laboriously, and sat down next to him on the couch, a good deal closer than Seth would have liked. "And now," he added. "We wait."

"We wait for what?" asked Seth somewhat nervously. There was something fundamentally indecent about the Saint.

The Saint shrugged. "For the people to come. I expect they will. I," he added, with a flourish of one hand, "am a magnet. For people. Pretty people especially."

"I think you give yourself too much credit," said Seth

"You're here, aren't you?" pointed out the Saint.

Seth looked blank, then settled down to pout for a bit.

The Saint waited patiently, toying a bit with his top hat brim.

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simplysidhe
May. 14th, 2007 04:48 am (UTC)
"I'm old enough to be dead," the Saint remarked, smiling back with bright, small teeth. "I think I said that already. I'm one hundred and thirty-seven. So I ought to be dead. But I'm not. But I'm a Saint anyway. They changed the rules for me." He glanced briefly up at the ceiling, then returned his gaze irrevocably to Sev. "I make people happy. I give them what they want. I'm like a better looking version of Santa Claus."
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simplysidhe
May. 14th, 2007 05:03 am (UTC)
"All sorts of things." The Saint's grin widened. "Some of them like to kiss, some to be kissed, some to hit, some for me to hit them. Some of them like just to touch. Lightly, at the ends of their fingers. Most of them want much, much more. And a few, just a few, want to keep me forever, they try and hold on and let me ruin their lives, spoiling themselves for me or anyone else ever." He supressed a giggle. "And you?"
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simplysidhe
May. 14th, 2007 05:15 am (UTC)
The Saint laughed, moving closer to Sev. "It's fun," he explained simply. "For them. For me. For anyone who happens to want to watch."
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simplysidhe
May. 14th, 2007 06:40 am (UTC)
"Oh, this?" The Saint smiled into his cravat, pulling himself closer to Sev. "It's the way I'm most comfortable dressing, really. We all regress to our old habits, all that. And thank you. You're not exactly horrible to look at yourself," he added, the somewhat modern words a little strange in his mouth. His hand was on Sev's knee by now.
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simplysidhe
May. 14th, 2007 07:10 am (UTC)
((What is it with my characters' hair, I wonder?))

"Mmm," said the Saint, pushing into Sev's hand like a cat. "Not horrible to touch, either," he added, as his hand creeped further up the other man's leg.
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simplysidhe
May. 14th, 2007 07:23 am (UTC)
"I didn't," the Saint said. "I don't really have one. I used to, but it got -" Sev's fingers reached his lips, and he sighed happily. "Lost," he breathed, mouth slightly open against his hand. "You can call me Lytton, if you like, but usually people just call me Saint."
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simplysidhe
May. 14th, 2007 07:42 am (UTC)
"If you like," said the Saint, shutting his eyes to better feel Sev's touch. "I could be God. You could be God. Who knows? No one's ever seen him. . ." His hand was very high on Sev's leg now.
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simplysidhe
May. 14th, 2007 07:57 am (UTC)
The Saint actually purred. It was a skill he'd developed over the generations, purring, as he felt some situations simply called for it. "And if you happen to be God," he replied, turning his head so that his lips nearly grazed Sev's, "then I am not sure if wanting to be fucked by you is blasphemy or the desire for spiritual union."
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simplysidhe
May. 15th, 2007 02:27 am (UTC)
The Saint made a small, pleased noise into Sev's mouth, running his hands over the other man's chest. "I like you," he said earnestly, pulling away for a moment. "Does the setting bother you?"
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simplysidhe
May. 15th, 2007 05:54 am (UTC)
"Doesn't bother me either," the Saint replied, and kissed Sev again, hungrily, his hips pressing insistently forward.
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simplysidhe
May. 15th, 2007 07:20 am (UTC)
The Saint looked at Sev, tasting the blood on his lip. "You're very insistent," he said, sounding every inch the Etonian. "I haven't been bitten in a long time." The formality of his demeanor dropped as he giggled. "Do it again," he murmured into Sev's cheek.
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simplysidhe
May. 15th, 2007 07:48 am (UTC)
The Saint moaned happily, his eyes closed. "A long time? I think maybe I'm so not-dead because I think time is stupid...mind you, it thinks the same of me. So I probably mean weeks, but they'd be like years, to you." He toyed experimentally with the edge of his cravat. "Um, not to be a bother, but do you know how to undo this? Because it's getting tight."
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simplysidhe
May. 15th, 2007 08:14 am (UTC)
"I -" the Saint looked at it, puzzled. "I have no idea. Linen, probably, but I always forget. Thanks anyway." Predictably enough for the Saint, his shirt was not buttoned properly, and was beginning to fall open at the collar. "Damn. 'Scus me." Reflexively, he reached for it, then looked up, amused, at Sev. "Unless, of course, you'd rather..."
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