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| Cup of Coffee | Nov 9 2009, 05:23 PM Post #391 |
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"The medicine's just kicking in," Rei giggled, noting that he didn't feel like vomiting anymore and he hadn't sneezed in a while. He was just cold and had a bit of an annoying headache. Practically fine really. "I didn't drink brandy with my coffee today." Another strange confession few knew. He took a shot of it early in the morning when he didn't have rehearsal or felt like he was going to kill someone. The few days he lectured but wasn't as snappy. "I left Joshua a note, he knows my writing," Rei confided very lightly as they got out of the cab and began walking to his room, waving lightly at the security at the desk to let them in, who looked quite surprised to see someone he didn't recognize coming back with such a flushed conductor. They got upstairs soon enough, with Rei opening the door with a small hum before stepping inside and kicking off his shoes, that seemed to stick out like a sore thumb to the ones piled neatly. It wasn't an overly neat apartment, just tidy. His bed however, hadn't been made. It never was. He slept in it and took comfort in the fluffy blankets far too often for him to ever bother making. He turned around, a lazy smile on his lips as he blinked slowly at the violinist, raising his arms to wrap his arms lazily around the mans neck. "Welcome to my home." |
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| lucier | Nov 9 2009, 05:37 PM Post #392 |
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Right. Um. Was Isaac's imagination or did the man just...giggle? That didn't seem to fit anywhere in Isaac's preception of Rei Pearce, ice conductor with a baton stuck up his ass. And Isaac knew he wasn't the only one just a tiny bit freaked out by this new side of Rei...although he found himself wondering who else was privy to it. Probably York. York liked him willingly, Isaac liked him...because of a bet. That was starting to change, but he really preferred not to think too much about it. Rei's apartment ended up being messier than Isaac expected. Maybe because he had cleaned up the apartment for his OCDed older brother the day before. This also made Rei...more human. And it was nice to know he wasn't consorting with yet another neat freak. Another thing...he didn't expect to be led to the man's bedroom as if they...well, if Isaac fulfilled his bet like that, everyone would feel a bit cheated. Rei's arms wrapped neatly around him and Isaac was suddenly well, not used to his conductor being the agressor. Also a nice change, he didn't have to work too hard. "It's nice..." Although Isaac trailed off and didn't seem to be talking about the house. (Why did he have the feeling that this wasn't going to end well? Because it wasn't...) |
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| Cup of Coffee | Nov 9 2009, 05:44 PM Post #393 |
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Whatever Isaac would have said, it wouldn't have mattered because the arms resting around his neck reassured him of just how warm the man was. He wasn't thinking anymore, letting his body act as he slowly walked backwards and took Isaac with him, smiling innocently the whole time as he felt the bed hit the back of his knees. He let go as he gave a final pull before stepping around and standing so that Isaac was between himself and the bed, giving a push to assure that the violinist would fall on his covers before he reached up and ruffled his strands. It wasn't even to his knowledge how he appeared. Pink cheeks, breathing slowly as his mouth remained parted, his clothing disheveled as they had made their up, and his eyes glossy, staring at the man on his bed before he took two steps and laid down right beside the violinist. But what may have seemed as an initiative for sex or even coping a feel or two turned out to be wrong. Rei merely cuddled up against Isaac, a happy sigh leaving him as he let his legs and arms tangle with the man. He was warm, just as warm as Rei knew he would be. So his eyes drifted shut, as he slowly drifted off and let his head rest on the mans chest. Yes, this had been the right decision after all. |
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| lucier | Nov 9 2009, 05:53 PM Post #394 |
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Isaac vaguely remembered a short lived time where he had shared a London flat with five other illustrious young men, and one day, though apparently thought it was hilarious to drug one of their own with aphrodisiac. (Of course no one knew exactly where the the aphrodisiac came from and...) suffice to say, it didn't end well. And then Isaac was on the bed and they were...cuddling. Isaac was not a stranger to cuddling, but the fact that he was cuddling Rei Pearce, of all people...yeah, that made it a bit disturbing. But as long as Rei was like this, Isaac might as well enjoy it, right? Even though it was very, very wierd and didn't feel natural. Isaac slid one hand under the conductor''s shirt, just to rub his back in soothing circles...cradling him, almost. Even if Rei professed to be cold, he was warm. Telltale sign of a...fever. Whether Isaac liked it or not, he was probably going to be playing nurse. Not an experience he'd forget anytime soon though...Idly, he stared up at the ceiling and thought about counting the tiles. He wa a bit OCDed that way, every Langley was OCDed about something. "So...I'm forgoing the rehearsal for this...?" He found himself asking. |
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| Cup of Coffee | Nov 9 2009, 06:03 PM Post #395 |
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Just as Rei was falling asleep, a low voice vibrated from the mans chest and let him be aware that he couldn't drift away just yet. "Mhmm," he spoke in agreement, nestling his head further. "Just," he paused as a he let out a slow yawn, "sleep with me." Again, another inappropriate statement that didn't really come out the way he meant it to. That mattered very little to him at the moment as he felt the warm hand rub his back, a slow moan leaving him at the action. Isaac certainly was very good with his hands. It was almost strange how the lower part of his body wasn't quite reacting, and didn't feel like jumping the other quite yet. But it may have been because he was simple right now, because he had promised to relax and do nothing but rest all day if he skipped rehearsal. Sex was not resting, no matter how relaxing and superb it was. Besides that might make the man feel a bit guilty and Rei had enough sense to not want that. He'd do with merely taking advantage of the mans warmth and confession. Which he needed to start thinking of an answer too. |
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| lucier | Nov 9 2009, 06:10 PM Post #396 |
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Well... It was a little pathetic, that was what the rational part of his head told him, while the irrational part told him it was pathetically cute. Which it was. And he should be happy right now, right? That Rei was curled up next to him and wanted Isaac to literally sleep with him. Erm. But part of him knew he should really be back at rehearsal, maybe Bell would call him and chew him out on it, and since Bell was already prejudiced towards Rei in the first place...Isaac was in deep shit. To put it elegantly. Isaac's groin felt warm, but it was merely warm and not anything too pressing. That was...good, right? He was about to answer, when his phone buzzed, he fished it out of his pocket with his hand that wasn't occupied and blinked, Rei was making him sleepy. Matthias. "Yeah?" "Where are you?" "I'm..." (In bed with Pearce) he was tempted to say, "working on it, is Bell there?" |
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| Cup of Coffee | Nov 9 2009, 06:39 PM Post #397 |
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Joshua had arrived at the hall, fully expecting to see Rei but only encountering a note in his usual spot. A note that roughly spoke on how he was sick and going to take Isaac with him because he was warm. It made the conductor blink, sigh, put down the paper, rub his eyes and double check to see if he had read it right. He had. That was Rei's unique, left slanted writing, with the t's having two lines across the top, and the vowels being very loopy. So as he saw the previous concert master dialed, he walked over and shook his head no. "If he took Rei home, give up now. Isaac probably won't be coming back," he spoke before he pursed his lips in thought. "He'll probably just be used as a teddy bear." Which would have been right under regular circumstances if Rei hadn't shifted his leg so that his crotch was against the mans thigh and his knee was rubbing at Isaac's groin. It also didn't help that every time he shuffled, he unintentionally began to rub himself. So he let himself enjoy the warmth that flushed through his body, lightly listening to the conversation as his fingers lazily drew patterns on Isaac's chest. |
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| lucier | Nov 9 2009, 07:22 PM Post #398 |
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"Jesus--" Matthias muttered, but he knew Bell probably had a point. Isaac had been acting weird lately, but so did Pearce. Both of them were wierd. They probably deserved each other. Or...not. Actually, he didn't want to think too much about it, "Jesus," he said again, because it was a bit unbelievable and his temple prickled. "Look, I--" Isaac cut off abruptly as he realized that Rei's knee was nestled against...his groin. He almost stopped breathing, "I'm...going to be making it back..." his words were obviously more strained now that he was...distracted, "eventually..." Besides, Larsen had his car and he really didn't like to leave his brother with Matthias for too long, Larsen might accidentally blurt out something embarrassing and Matthias would blackmail him and-- Shit. Matthias stared at the phone. He was getting unhealthy mental images, "We're meeting Larsen for dinner tonight, remember? You can't miss that." (What were they doing?) (Actually, he didn't exactly want to know, at all...) "I know..." Isaac said pointlessly as he dimly realized that his thigh was against his conductor's crotch and gave it an experimental rub--although he knew he probably shouldn't. "I won't miss that, wouldn't want Prince Charming to kill me...talk to you later." Quickly, he hung up. Matthias was left staring at his phone, and then Joshua Bell. "You know something that I don't." He stated flatly. Meanwhile, Isaac was feeling it very hard to be honorable. But they were in such a compromising permission that-- "We...probably shouldn't be doing this." Amazing, because it was coming from Isaac. |
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| Cup of Coffee | Nov 9 2009, 07:31 PM Post #399 |
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Rei was becoming more and more determined to keep his current source of warmth as time went no, no matter what sort of desperate measures he had to do. The phone conversation didn't bother him much because he didn't understand the issue Isaac had going on in his mind at the moment. All he knew was that as his groin was rubbed, the soft shivers went through his spine and well, made him rub right back. With both his hips and and his knee. It unfortunately had set forth the hornier side his sickness tended to display, as his red lips parted and moaned at the feeling. He was feeling good, and compared to the shit feeling that sickness tended to promise, he liked feeling good. Even if it was with his concertmaster, who liked him anyway. This could be a good chance to find out if he liked him back. "Why not?" he asked, not realizing the moral dilemma Isaac saw himself in. Without thinking, he moved his knee once more, lips pouting as he tried to figure out what was wrong with the situation. Joshua raised a brow as he glanced at Matthias. "That depends on what you know," he replied coyly. As if he would just give away and spoil his fun. He personally thought that the two hooking up and getting together would do the world some good. Sure they'd fight when whatever the hidden meaning of this seduction game appeared but they'd be fine after that. At least, he hoped so. |
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| lucier | Nov 9 2009, 07:41 PM Post #400 |
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Because it was the same as taking advantage of somebody who was on an aphrodisiac or drunk, Isaac wasn't one to deal with dubious consent because it complicated everything. Besides, this wasn't the way he wanted the bet to be won. It was too easy. Just barely two weeks...and also the fact that he was skipping orchestra to...only find himself in this compromising situation with his conductor. Who was making him feel...good. Isaac was nowhere as sex deprived as Rei was, but it still felt...good. Isaac felt slightly dizzy and he heard a thump somewhere...his phone dropping, probably. Isaac moaned...he didn't exactly sound like himself. It was a bit too revealing. Even though Isaac opened everything, at the end of the day, he was still a fiercely private person. "Because..." He tipped his head a little so that they could kiss, feather light, but that would be all. It felt good, but that would all. "...This is not a good way to find out whether or not you like me." And really, it was not. At all. Isaac probably didn't sound that convincing. |
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| Cup of Coffee | Nov 9 2009, 07:58 PM Post #401 |
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To Rei's ears, Isaac's moan was beautiful. A low, well defined sound that sent a shiver up his spine, though it was quite different from the one that went up it before. He didn't have time to dwell on it as his lips were lightly brushed over, causing him to look up and blink slowly, his thick black lashes that rested against his cheek now open. "...So how do I find out?" It made sense to him. If they did it and he regretted it, he didn't like him. If he felt like it was right, it would be fine. It didn't help that Isaac sounded like the last thing he wanted as for them to stop. The magic that had started their border crossing touching though had fizzed away in Rei, causing his eyes to close and his knee to lower slightly and rest on the mans thigh instead. "...Thinking about you makes my head hurt. My pros and cons are tied," he murmured as he felt himself drifting off, leaning up and giving a firmer kiss as he lightly smiled. "...Night." It was only the afternoon but he had fallen asleep seconds later, tangled and firmly holding unto Isaac and determined to sleep as much as possible. |
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| lucier | Nov 9 2009, 08:06 PM Post #402 |
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The reasonable answer to that would be--by not molesting me. Not that Isaac minded being molested by Rei--but that just defeated the whole point of the exercise. And besides, the whole point was that Isaac seduced Rei, not the other way around. It felt wierd and unnatural the other way around. He felt the other press a firmer kiss against him and then Rei mumbled something about pros and cons being tied. ...Wha? But when Isaac looked over again, Rei was nestled against him and asleep...Isaac turned his attention towards the ceiling again. Of all the things he thought that he could be doing while skipping rehearsal...this wasn't one of them. Far from it. Rei wasn't the only one getting a headache, but the sleepiness must be contagious because Isaac listened to his conductor's breathing and eventually drifted off to sleep...Rei had a nice comfortable bed. That was his excuse. That actually wasn't much of an excuse. |
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| Cup of Coffee | Nov 9 2009, 08:13 PM Post #403 |
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Rei wasn't sure how much time had passed when he woke up. He knew though that he felt better than before, albeit the medicine had worn off and the soreness, headache and various other symptoms had returned to him. But there was something much more disturbing that he realized as he started to shift. The first that there was someone hugging him and the next was that he was hugging that someone back. They were also quite warm, making the whole idea of opening his eyes and discovering who this person was difficult. What also confused him was why his pillow felt of all things, muscular. Opening his eyes had answered all the questions as memory flooded back. Of being sick, inviting Isaac to the apartment, pulling him to his bed, planning to fall asleep and well...thanking god Isaac had stopped him. He was, of all things, cuddling with Isaac rather comfortably, something Rei didn't know was possible until this moment. It was a tad frightening. He didn't make a sound though, closing his eyes and feigning sleep, not wanting to be the one who reassured the both of them that this wasn't some sort of sick prank. Yet as he laid there, another strange fact dawned on him. 'Why is his hand up my shirt?' |
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| lucier | Nov 9 2009, 08:23 PM Post #404 |
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It wasn't Rei that ended up waking Isaac, it was because he had the uncanny ability to realize when someone was mad at him. And that jerked him awake, realizing that he was in a strange bed, strange apartment and...his phone was vibrating angrily at him from the floor. Probably Larsen calling to chew him out. For being late. His watch read...6:07. Damn, he was late. He was supposed to be at the Japanese restuarant that Larsen liked near Broadway...seven minutes ago. His hand had remained up Pearce's shirt, but Isaac wasn't really thinking about that right now, he was mostly thinking about how Larsen would berate his brother for being late...again. Isaac, for his uncanny sense of time, usually ended up late most times. Rei still looked...somewhat asleep, but Isaac didn't do a very good job being discreet as he untangled himself and diving for his phone. "Bugger,' Larsen's number. Isaac suddenly did not want to pick up. But his brotherly sense made him anyway. "Fucking--hello?" "Where are you?" Came Larsen's deadpan, the most frightening thing since Pearce's death glare, both of them could give the other a run for their money. "Um, I'm...running late..." why he wouldn't say. "I'll get going." And he hung up before Larsen could give his fifty cents. Isaac felt rather stiff after sleeping in his clothes and he finally looked at Rei. Common courtesy to let the person that you'd been cuddling with that you were leaving? |
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| Cup of Coffee | Nov 9 2009, 08:57 PM Post #405 |
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Arguing with himself slowly that the reason he felt better was because he was now warm, Rei came to the abrupt realization that he was wrong when Isaac dove for his vibrating phone. The cold air hit him suddenly, making him shiver as he missed the heat that was being shared between the two of them. It had made him comfortable. But it had also made him feel guilty. He'd taken him out of rehearsal for no reason, other than to cuddle. Plus by the sound of it, he was definitely late for something. He was panicked, as if he had received one of Rei's worst glares and insults. His eyes opened, watching the wrinkled clothes and the man who eventually turned around after revealing on the phone that he was going to leave. "...Sorry," Rei mumbled, lifting up a sleeve to cover his face as he sneezed. "You got in trouble because of me." He really was sorry. He should have just stayed for rehearsal and not bothered to take Rei home. It would have made more sense that way. "And for..." He trailed off, blushing as he slowly remembered his behavior from before. Which at the moment, he didn't regret and lead to him realizing that he was still quite sick, though doing just the tiniest bit better. "I appreciate you staying though," he continued before finally peaking out of his sleeves. "...You're really warm." |
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