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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.


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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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."
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?"
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..."
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.
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."
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.
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?"
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.
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.
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?"
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.
May. 17th, 2007 05:43 am (UTC)
Sev laughed and, in one quick movement, pushed the Saint off of his lap, onto the couch on his back, and knelt over him, pinning the boy's hands over his head. "Enough," he said, grinning down at him, and began to count them off. "Sight," he began, casting a gaze over every inch of exposed smooth skin. "Smell." He leaned down to press his nose into the Saint's hair, breathing in his scent. "Hearing," he whispered into the Saint's ear, biting down gently at the earlobe as he pulled away. "Taste." Sev brought his face just a breath away from the Saint's and licked gently at his lips. He smiled down at him and pressed his hips firmly down against the Saint's, still keeping him securely pinned. "Five senses. Need another demonstration, Süßchen?" he murmured.
May. 18th, 2007 05:19 am (UTC)
"That's four," said the Saint plaintively from his position under Sev. "And yes," he added, reaching up to take Sev's face in his hands. "I think another demonstration is very much in order."
May. 18th, 2007 05:29 am (UTC)
Sev grinned and kissed him hard. "Did I forget one?" he asked when he came back up, and ran his fingers over the Saint's bare chest, enjoying the feel of his skin. "Now what could that be?" he asked. His fingers moved back up to smooth over the Saint's throat, and his lips followed, kissing his neck. "Oh, right," he whispered. "Touch. That's the fifth."
May. 18th, 2007 05:36 am (UTC)
"Still a bit confused," said the Saint, and wrapped his hands around Sev's neck, keeping him down. "Touch. Is that what you're doing, or what I'm feeling? Or," he continued, one hand sliding up the back of Sev's shirt, "is it both?"
May. 19th, 2007 12:42 am (UTC)
Sev laughed and bit down on the Saint's neck, pulling back to gently blow cool air across the mark. He propped himself up on his elbows to look down at the Saint. "I'd say both," he told him. "But do we need a third opinion?" He glanced over, seeing Pasha hanging around all by himself. "You see," he told the Saint with a smile, "there's a very pretty guy over there. And I'm sure he'd know. I think I've... met him before." Sev grinned, looking over at Pasha again. "Should we ask him, do you think?" he suggested.
May. 19th, 2007 01:59 am (UTC)
The Saint craned his neck to look at Pasha. "Oh," he said, suprised and pleased. "Definitely, definitely. Hello!" He callled out from under Sev. "And you are?"
May. 19th, 2007 04:43 pm (UTC)
Pasha looked up. He blinked, slightly shocked by what he saw, but he decided that they were both pretty enough that they ought, no, had an obligation to, carry on. "Me?" he asked, finally, once he was (mostly) done ogling.
May. 19th, 2007 06:26 pm (UTC)
Sev laughed and sat up, the better to see both the Saint and Pasha. "Yes, you," he agreed, and smiled at Pasha. "I think I know you. Couldn't you come and settle a point between us?" He winked. "Or anywhere else you like. I'm not picky."
May. 19th, 2007 06:52 pm (UTC)
Pasha blushed, shy and flattered and sort of surprised, but came over anyhow. "Ah," he said, unsure whose, if anyone's, eyes to meet, "what do you want," he paused, distracted, slightly, by want, "to know?"
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