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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 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.
mouette_mots
May. 14th, 2007 07:19 am (UTC)
((You're good at writing hair, I suppose. :-) ))

Sev smiled agreement, shifting closer to the Saint and trailing his fingers down the boy's smooth cheek. "You can do as much of that as you like," he told him. He brushed a finger gently over the Saint's lips, going slowly. "What did you say your name was again?" he murmured.
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."
mouette_mots
May. 14th, 2007 07:33 am (UTC)
"Lytton," Sev tried out the name, and shook his head decisively. "It doesn't really fit. Saint it is, then," he said, sliding his fingers back again, tracing the Saint's ear lightly. He smiled and leaned forward, his breath against the Saint's cheek. "Is this supposed to be a religious experience, then?" he asked.
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.
mouette_mots
May. 14th, 2007 07:51 am (UTC)
Sev laughed. "Well, I hope you're not God," he said, and wrapped his arms around the Saint's waist, pulling the young man onto his lap. Pressing his lips to the Saint's ear, Sev smiled and whispered, "I think it would be blasphemous, if you are, how much I really want to fuck God."
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."
mouette_mots
May. 14th, 2007 08:05 am (UTC)
"Maybe both," Sev murmured, not giving the matter any serious thought, as there were a pair of pretty young lips in front of his just waiting to be kissed. So he did, pressing forward to kiss the Saint gently but thoroughly. One of his hands roved up the young man's back, coming to rest on the back of his neck to pull him closer.
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?"
mouette_mots
May. 15th, 2007 03:34 am (UTC)
Sev glanced around, weighing the benefits of leaving for a more private place, which might make the other young man more comfortable, and of staying, where they could both see and be seen, and where someone else might want to join in. "Doesn't bother me at all," he said, grinning at the Saint. "If you'd rather be somewhere else, though, I don't mind moving." He trailed one hand down the boy's back and brought it to rest on his hip, pulling him a bit closer.
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.
mouette_mots
May. 15th, 2007 06:43 am (UTC)
"Good," Sev said into the Saint's mouth, and leaned back against the back of the couch, pulling the boy snug against his body. His hand lazily explored the Saint's back, finally creeping up beneath his layers of clothing to touch his skin. Sev grinned in satisfaction and, experimentally, bit down sharply on the Saint's lower lip, drawing away from the kiss to see his reaction.
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.
mouette_mots
May. 15th, 2007 07:34 am (UTC)
Sev laughed, amused by the Saint's reaction, and kissed him again gently, cleaning the bit of blood from his lip, enjoying the salty-clean taste on his tongue. He kissed a line across the boy's smooth cheek to lick at his ear. One hand tangled in the Saint's pretty red hair, he closed his teeth over his earlobe, biting down gently. "A long time, huh?" he said quietly into the Saint's ear. "So what does that mean to a guy who's a hundred and forty two years old, even if he does look about fifteen?" He smiled and carefully nipped the skin just below the Saint's ear.
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."
mouette_mots
May. 15th, 2007 07:56 am (UTC)
Sev obligingly pulled back a bit to examine the cravat with both eyes and one hand, the other still making absent-minded patterns on the Saint's back. "I'm pretty good with knots," he said, grinning at the Saint, and fiddled with the knot experimentally, managing to undo it after a moment. He unwrapped the cloth from around the Saint's collar, playing with it thoughtfully. "That's nice," he told the Saint, referring probably to the cravat. "What is it, linen?"
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..."
mouette_mots
May. 15th, 2007 05:25 pm (UTC)
Sev laughed and, slinging the cravat around his own neck to keep it close at hand, took hold of the Saint's hands and pushed them away from his collar. "You're a funny kid, you know that?" he told him, and began to work on the Saint's shirt buttons, undoing them slowly. He leaned forward to press his lips to the Saint's neck as it was uncovered, sucking and biting gently, tasting his skin.
simplysidhe
May. 16th, 2007 04:06 am (UTC)
"So they tell me. Ohhhh. Mmm. Anyway, that's why -- ah! -- I dress like this," The Saint purred happily. "Or partly why...mmm...anyway, it makes this sort of thing so much more..." The boy laced his fingers into Sev's hair, pulling him closer in. "Prolonged."
mouette_mots
May. 16th, 2007 04:27 am (UTC)
Sev grinned against the Saint's neck and bit down sharply, running his hands up the boy's slim back as he did so. "And you like it to take a very... long... time?" he asked, punctuating each word with a cat-like lick at the place he'd bitten, soothing the reddening skin.
simplysidhe
May. 16th, 2007 04:46 am (UTC)
"As long as you like," the Saint said breathlessly, his shirt slipping off of one shoulder. He took Sev's chin in one hand and looked down at him, smiling in a way that could almost be unsettling. "Am I going to be the only one to be stripped around here?"
mouette_mots
May. 16th, 2007 04:58 am (UTC)
Sev smiled right back at him, slightly unnerved by the look on his face, but determined not to show it. "Why?" he asked, one finger tracing the Saint's now-bare shoulder. "Did you want something from me?" He laughed and took the Saint's hand, drawing it to the lower hem of his tank top.
simplysidhe
May. 16th, 2007 05:10 am (UTC)
"I'm only wondering," the Saint answered idly, sliding his fingers under the the hem of Sev's shirt. "Wondering, considering, and thinking. Taking in data with all eight senses." He shrugged, and his own shirt came perilously close to being removed all together.
mouette_mots
May. 16th, 2007 05:18 am (UTC)
Sev helpfully pushed the Saint's shirt off of his shoulders, running his hands over the smooth skin covetously. "Eight senses?" he asked, amused, leaning in to kiss the Saint's jaw lightly. "Where'd you get the extra ones?"
simplysidhe
May. 17th, 2007 05:02 am (UTC)
"I don't remember. How many are there?" The Saint paused to consider this. It did not seem to occur to him that he had no shirt on, that there was a beautiful person upon whose lap he was sitting - he took a moment to think.
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