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Post by Clone on Feb 17, 2009 23:55:04 GMT -5
Something that was not worried about back home... Running out of clean clothes, his mother -always- took care of that... But... Seeing as his mother was long, long gone. Akiix rubbed at his eyes, grinding the soap away that had invaded underneath the eyelids as he pawed around for anything good in his drawers... Empty... and his mother always said a clean boy with a good boy! He wouldn't dare questioning his mothers words!
Finding nothing remotely clean, other than his handy dandy goggles which he always wore weither it be in a shower or the desert, the cowboy equipped himself with a towel and inched his way into the hallways of the castle.... Perhaps someone could direct him to the laundry room and help him get things cleaned up...
So, a young...Naked...Wet....Defenseless little boy strode down....alone, wet, naked and defenseless down the halls.
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Post by SAVVY on Feb 18, 2009 0:04:49 GMT -5
Xeth's was strolling down the hall innocently enough, clipboard in hand as he was usually seen roaming the organization's abode, generally pretending to work while in fact looking at candid naked photographs of the members. He was at the moment eying a particularly revealing photograph of Saxinn with his eyebrow raised when he ran square into something small, wet, and squishy.
He looked down, mildly dazed, at the dripping wet boy who stood in front of him in his goggles and a bath towel and nothing else, looking rather confused, and probably quite cold, as his teeth were chattering terribly.
"Akiix, is that you?" he said finally, placing his hand on the boy's head to turn it side to side, inspecting him to make sure his identification was correct. Then he frowned and swiftly removed his coat from about his waist, wrapping it about the boy's shoulders, where it fell in folds along the ground, being far too big for the younger, smaller member. "You must be freezing! What are you doing wandering around with nothing on? Here, let's get you inside somewhere," he added, maneuvering him down the hallway, searching for an open door, hopefully one with a quiet, uninhabited room on the other side of it.
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Post by Fascie on Feb 18, 2009 0:19:58 GMT -5
Perhaps it was a fad going around, this mysterious inability to have a stock of clean clothing. Or maybe it was that Nix had taken it upon herself to wash all of Saxinn's clothes while he was in the shower. All of them, which included all possible undergarments. Inconvenient. Also inconvenient that she had not bothered to tell or warn him that it was she that had horded the articles of fabric all in good intention, as his temper had been running short lately.
Thus, upon exiting the shower, our favorite mechanic quickly flew into an illogical rage. A red bath towel was snatched from the bathroom as he yanks open his door to the hallway, starting to stomp down said hallway with testosterone fueled rage. "Who the FUCK took my clothes?!"
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Post by Clone on Feb 18, 2009 0:27:59 GMT -5
"Oof!" Akiix failed lightly and pushed his goggles back up as he ran into Xeth's frowning some, "O-oh, pardon me p-partner.... oh! X-xeth's! Howdy!" Large mouse ears rounded forward as the boy grinned through the chattering teeth. The Timid Tunneler nodded several times, letting the Superior inspect away, "Y-yey, 'm Akiix... Umm...and w-well just a smiggen, a-all my clothes are kinda... dirty, and mama a-always said a clean boy is a g-good boy and mama always knows best." He really hadn't realized this is what normal people called 'rambling'. Akiix kept one hand on his towel to keep it from sliding to far down his slim waist, as the other kept the coat on as he quickly scampered after Xeth's.
Again he almost tripped, though this time it was a mix between sudden fright and the slipperiness of his body when Saxinn gave a rather angered shout. Akiix bolted behind the Superior, peeking out as a rage filled mechanic. "Um... I-I'd reckon it wasn't me?"
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Post by SAVVY on Feb 19, 2009 0:11:48 GMT -5
Xeth's was guiding the timid nobody down the hallway when he was startled by a rather...disgruntled Saxinn, in a state he found surprisingly familiar and none too surprising.
Giving him a lop-sided smile, he commented mildly, "Well aren't you in a sour mood?" Then he glanced back at Akiix, who was currently cowering rather pathetically over his shoulder, and added, "And are you two planning on making a habit of this...flouncing about the castle naked business? Because if this becoming house policy, I feel it is rather something I would like to know about." The edges of his lips twisted upward as both sides of his mouth extended the smile in spite of himself. "Now, if you don't mind, dear boy, Akiix needs a place to stay temporarily while we find him something to wear, so..." He motioned with his hands for Saxinn to move back into his room and raised his eyebrows imploringly, still smirking in that horribly ingratiating way that only Xeth's seemed to be so particularly good at.
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Post by Fasce on Feb 19, 2009 21:27:32 GMT -5
The blond engineer's huffed rage had cooled nearly entirely upon the sight of Xeth's, and an equally wet and ruffled Axiix. He blinks, once, twice, three times, before quickly gripping at his towel to make sure of it's secure shielding of his nethers. "S-Superior!" Well, now, wasn't this awkward. Saxinn had always had a healthy amount of respect - and lust, I mean, just /look/ at him - for the male Superior of the Organization, so this type of exposure was more than he had ever considered giving him.
"I - uh - " The orange gaze followed his Elder's to the shaking little driller, where his eyes widened. Da-yum. Now, he had to resist the temptation of groping and otherwise molesting Akiix on a regular daily basis, nonetheless with him wet, cold, and in naught but a towel. Of course, he himself was in the same situation, but putting the circumstances on a shota made his groin tighten.
...Akiix needs a place to stay...
Oho, good game, Superior, good game. Now, Saxinn may not have been brilliant in many things, but sex and the lines and circumstances leading up to intercourse he may as well have had a degree in. Yes, he caught the look Xeth's was giving him; step aside, so I can fuck the brains out of this child. But this was just too easy to pass up.
Feigning a moderately innocent smile, Sax shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and began stepping their way. "Hey, if you need a room to warm up, Akiix, mine's pleanty heated~ Xeth's could just go get you clothes, couldn't you, Superior, Sir?"
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Post by Clone on Feb 19, 2009 21:40:46 GMT -5
Akiix curled his tail around his legs, watching the two talk back and forth, his head tilting to the side lightly with the look he was getting. He giggled softly and looked down, a bit sheepish with Xeth's words. "G-golly, I didn't mean to d-do anything wrong or somethin'... I-I just needed help g-getting clean clothes and s-stuff..." Akiix tried to multitask between holding the towel up, keeping the Superior's jacket on and scratching the back of his head... Which only succeeded in nearly dropping the jacket and letting the towel drip further down his hips before the boy quickly corrected this.
The ever oblivious boy grinned through his embarrassed flush with Saxinn's words, nodding several times, his goggles falling over his eyes with the movements, "Oops... Umm, k-kay! Th-thank you Saxinn!" The shivering mouse squeaked, the thought of a warm room sounded really pleasing at the moment.
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Post by savvycakes on Feb 21, 2009 0:26:24 GMT -5
"Don't worry, child, you've done nothing wrong," Xeth's said gently to Akiix, ruffling his hair affectionately and pulling his goggles back up atop his head. Then he turned his attention to Saxinn.
Aaah, Saxinn.
If anybody knew how to play the game, it was Xeth's, and he wasn't about to be beaten at it by the tall blond mechanic. Although he had not particularly given the situation much thought until then, it was rather a compromising one. Perhaps, he reflected, he could use it to his advantage. Oh Saxinn, how terribly clever of you.
Xeth's allowed the left corner of his lip to twitch slightly in amusement as his lips curled back into a deeper, likely more menacing-looking smile. In spite of himself he was slipping deeper and deeper into full-on predator mode, which meant his eyelids were lowered at half-mast and his shoulders were pulled back slightly, his entire torso held upright elegantly to better show its length now that his coat had been removed from about his waist. He had also taken to doffing his skirt of unbleached cotton while parading about the castle, and was now wearing nothing but his well-fitting leotard, which was zipped at the back and left him rather exposed in shorts that extended merely halfway down his thighs. He slowly looked Saxinn over sleepily, still smiling that hyena-grin smile, deliberately taking his time with the process.
Placing one hand on Akiix's shoulder gently but firmly, he began to guide the small, quivering nobody into Saxinn's room, continuing to eye Saxinn's graceful curving torso before his eyes came to rest finally, and very unnervingly, on his face. "My dear Saxinn," he replied, his voice dropping into the sultry, silky tones he reserved only for the bedroom, "I don't really think it appropriate to leave the two of you alone in your bedroom, considering the situation you are currently in."
Then his face brightened and he felt the creeping tension release from his shoulders as a particularly brilliant idea struck him. His entire demeanor changed - which was not usually a particularly good sign for whomsoever he was speaking with.
"Now, seeing as how you appear to be in an equally compromised position, yourself," he continued, seemingly entirely unruffled, "I believe I will take young Akiix here to my own abode via portal. It is my duty as Superior to look after the lad; I apologize for barging in on you, it was quite presumptuous of me to assume you would not be comparably clothed yourself." He smirked, then continued, "You are welcome to join us, if the need suits you. I am sure there will be enough articles there to meet both of your needs until you manage to obtain a clean set of robes again." His eyes flashed with the familiar predatory glow from earlier, disappearing just as quickly as it came as he stood towards the entrance of Saxinn's room, hand still firmly planted on Akiix's shoulder, giving it a slight squeeze as he did so.
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Post by Fasce on Feb 21, 2009 0:42:49 GMT -5
It was just around this point in time that the towel-clad engineer realised how much he had underestimated his Superior. Intelligent, yes. Attractive, definetly yes. Poised, completely. But a sexual predator? Now, that just upped the Egyptian several ranks in Saxinn's book. The best type of respect one could earn from the blonde was that earned from performance in flirtation and intercourse. And it seemed to him now that Xeth's was well versed in both fields.
This would be a fun game.
Luckily enough that our tall, blonde, and muscular mechanic was also a major in these subjects. Now, for poor Akiix's sake, he would resist jumping Xeth's right on the spot. The way he was moving, gliding, lowering his eyes and smiling just like that. Oh, yes, he was definetly asking for it. Yes, if the mouse hadn't been there, his tan Superior's clothes would be gone before his towel even hit the floor. Or so he predicted.
Now to play along. Saxinn caught the hidden meaning behind the idea of portaling for some "spare clothes", and the orange eyes brightened noticably. Eyebrow arched, a definitive smirk pulled across his angular face as he let his gaze drift over the black leotard and shorts. Mm; definetly a good idea to not stay much longer in the hallway.
"If that's alright with you, Superior.." Sax's voice, rather than a sultry purr, turns to a deep, husky tone. "I'd like to get some clothes until mine are returned."
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Post by Clone on Feb 21, 2009 0:55:02 GMT -5
Akiix grinned up at Xeth's, still having a hard time keeping everything up while correctly adjusting his goggles back in place. Silly thing must have loosened up a bit while he was in the shower. He was obviously oblivious to the two's predatorial need to grind against each other like cats in heat... Never really experiencing what cats in heat act like, or any horny man's actions. He merely rocked back and forth on his heels, watching both of the taller nobodies exchange pedoface glares.
"Umm.. I-I'm sorry to b-butt my way in a-and everything... But it's r-really cold and stuff and y-yeah..." He fidgeted, not meaning to interrupt at all.
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Post by savvycakes on Feb 21, 2009 2:04:58 GMT -5
Xeth's smiled again, feeling rather satisfied with himself as he watched Saxinn react. He was becoming more in tune with the man's body language the longer he stood in his presence, and found his eyes repeatedly wandering back to the place where his hand held his towel up protectively, his fingers resting against his skin just on the other side of the terry cloth.
The outside of his lip quirked again almost unnoticeably, and he stepped back gracefully, holding his arm out in a beckoning gesture as a swirling black mass began to form out in the hallway, gradually taking shape as an oval-shaped portal. "Shall we?" he asked, his voice low and rumbling silkily. Then he looked down at Akiix, eyes still at half-mast, and said, "I'm sorry it's taken me so long, little one. I'm sure you're quite cold by now. We'll find you something nice and warm to wear once we get to my room, now, won't we Saxinn?" And he looked up at the tall blonde man, eyes beckoning; he was hungry now. Hungry, but still restrained.
That would probably change on the other side of the portal.
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Post by Fasce on Feb 21, 2009 2:26:09 GMT -5
Saxinn was itching in his pants to get to the Superior's room already; metaphorically, of course, considering his clear lack of said article of clothing. Ah, yes, he could see Xeth's gaze lowering to what his fluffy red bath towel was so expertly covering. And, just for a bit of fair play, the tanned fingers let the material slip a bit until the v-lines of his hip bones seem to be pointing directly at what he knew his elder wanted.
"Of course, Sir." He drawls, stepping behind Akiix and placing a tanned hand on the little back to gently push the mouse toward the portal. "After you, kiddo~"
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Post by Clone on Feb 21, 2009 7:31:20 GMT -5
"Umm...A-are you guys mad at each other or s-something? You're s-staring pretty hard..." Leave it to Akiix to take things the wrong way. All the staring made Akiix feel rather awkward, adults these days and their weird staring contests, was this random or what?
Akiix wiggled more under the jacket till it was covering the top oh his head, "I-I'm goin' Saxinn~ H-hold your horses." He giggled and scampered on through the portal after Xeth's.
((I AM SOFUCKING TIRED AND I DIDNT MEAN TO PASS OUT IM SO SORRY >A<))
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Post by savvycakes on Mar 1, 2009 17:15:17 GMT -5
Xeth's flashed an all-too-pleased smile at Saxinn to show him he appreciated the gesture, the little cocktease, before strolling in a relaxed manner that betrayed his eagerness through the portal.
On the other side of the swirling black gateway he landed lightly on his feet on the plush, cream-coloured carpet of his room. He had opened the portal just on the other side of his bedroom door, which was currently closed, and was now facing his rather large canopy bed. The bedposts appeared to be made of solid gold, and were engraved with various hieroglyphs and topped with the heads of four different gods. The bed itself was covered with teal-blue sheets underneath a luxurious cream-coloured quilted coverlet, complete with matching pillows. Xeth's prided himself in the design of his room; modern furniture was so...elegant. Refined. Regal. How perfectly fitting for such a man as himself!
As he strode over towards his large mahogany dresser, he let his hand fall on the head of Anubis, topping the bedpost at the bottom right corner of the bed. His fingers brushed the carved wooden surface lovingly and deliberately, and he cast a glance over his shoulder at Saxinn as he did so. Smirking slightly to himself, he whirled around suddenly and exclaimed over-dramatically, "Oh, dear me - I've just remembered my own clothes have been sent to the cleaners and haven't returned yet." Nevermind that he hadn't even bothered to look in his dresser yet. "Oh well. Why don't you two get comfortable." His eyelids lowered again and his lips pulled back in a deliciously evil smile. Oh yes; now the fun was going to begin.
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Post by Fasce on Mar 1, 2009 17:52:34 GMT -5
Now, Saxinn had always pinned Superior Xeth's as gay. Perhaps it was how cat-like the man was, or his all-too-smooth way of talking, or his gay-dar functioning. But really, seeing the grand and well-decorated spans of the Elder's room left little room to question the other's sexuality. Much too high class for a straight man, unless he had gotten one of the female nobodies to decorate it for him. Unlikely, as the man probably would have molested whatever poor woman was selected before they could get to the designing process.
And the dramatics didn't help.
"Ah, damn it." It was hard to hide the smile behind the swear; it felt as if they had an inside joke going on that Akiix was blissfully unaware of. Make themselves comfortable? Oh, yes, he could do that. "I'll just sit here then~ C'mere, kiddo~" Strong arms pulled on the little mouse's waist as he sat on the edge of the bed and pulled him into his lap. "I can keep you warm. <3"
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