King of the World

[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/campfuckudie/4872173.html?thread=1814415597#t1821681645)]

*kisses her with a gentleness that might be unexpected from a rambunctious boy like himself. but he clearly knows what he's doing and knows how to treat a lady well. he also knows how to get a discreet eyeful down the front of her top without being noticeably distracted.*

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[Is indeed surprised at the gentleness of the kiss, and that contributes to her relaxing slightly and not noticing that he's getting that discreet eyeful which is incredibly lucky for him, or he might wind up in a full-body cast. ♥ ]

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*softly cups her face with his free hand, his other hand remaining resting on hers. kisses her for a moment longer... then gives a playful little nip before pulling back ♥*

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[Does not give a nip, playful or otherwise, back ~~because that would be bad~~ and straightens slowly, pulling her hand out from under his.]

You look incredibly pleased with yourself.

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*grinning up at her*

Any guy who was in my position an' wasn't pleased would had to've had somethin' severely wrong with him.

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I'm certain there are a few.

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Yeah, an' they're brain damaged.

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Upon what do you base this assertion?

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*gives her a very open eyerake up and down, but in a way that's "...um, DUH" rather than perverted.

okay, mostly "...um, DUH" and a little bit perverted.*

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So you're just shallow.

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I just ain't blind.

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Explain to me the difference between the two, if you would.

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Just 'cuz I'm seein' what's on the outside don't mean that's the only thing I'm seein'.

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[Oh, THAT is a line if ever I heard one.]

And you know me well enough to have any idea what's on the inside?

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Nope! But I wouldn't mind gettin' to know it.

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...Then perhaps you will.

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[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/campfuckudie/4872173.html?thread=1814430445#t1814430445)]

*Sora, on the other hand, had heard the sound, having that part of him that, if you know where to look, always seems to be elsewhere, even with Kiric. that split-second of foreknowledge ahead of Kiric probably helps him be able to keep his chair steady when Kiric decides to use his chest as a springboard.*

...are you for fuckin' real? What the fuck ever... Hand it over, Spitfire.

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foxinthefire.livejournal.com

[dots in Kiric's direction and slips the cellphone into his back pocket]

Request denied.

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[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/campfuckudie/4904990.html?thread=1837590558#t1837590558)]

*gets his arm more fully around Nike's neck, enough to pull himself fully out of the seat of his wheelchair and achieve some sort of precarious balance on one of the arms, just relieving the strain of holding himself up a little bit. pushes the kiss deeper and pulls back the pace.*

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[braces his free arm on the back of Sora's wheelchair. magnanimously follows Sora's lead with the kiss, not giving in so much as generously allowing Sora to do what he wants, for the moment.]

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*as you should! Sora goes back to that lazy way of his, just chillin'. while still yanking Nike's hair and sticking his tongue down his throat and all but. chillin'.*

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[seems almost relaxed in the kiss. even when he bites down on Sora's tongue and holds it]

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*cracks one eye open to look at him. and laughs.*

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[which is enough to crack Nike up. he releases Sora's tongue and pulls out of the kiss, still laughing quietly]

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*runs his tongue over his lower lip again, the bleeding almost stopped.*

Somethin' funny?

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Always.

[leans forward to make his way down Sora's neck, alternatively kissing and biting. spends more time than is strictly necessary sucking on a point far enough north of Sora's collar to make hiding the bruise difficult]

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