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Apr 16, 2007 22:24:48 GMT -5
Post by Angel Schunard on Apr 16, 2007 22:24:48 GMT -5
"Okay...I'll take the cotton. But you're one cruel man Tommy Collins," Angel teased. "Those poor poor innocent bystanders. Won't know what hit em."
Angel smirked gently, letting his arms wrap around Tommy's waist as he nibbled on his skin. Were they going too fast? He wasn't even thinking that way. He was too busy concentrating on making Tommy happy.
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Apr 16, 2007 22:42:19 GMT -5
Post by Tommy Collins on Apr 16, 2007 22:42:19 GMT -5
Tommy poked him in the stomach. "But you gotta admit....it's genius. It's the perfect way to get back at the people. And hey, give something for people to discuss in the hallways. And yeah...the whole point of pranking is that the people don't know what hits them. I'll have to teach you my ways."
'Ok...just...don't do anything crazy....' Tommy told himself. A part of him wanted to stop, as he was worried that he would go to far...but...it was too nice right now. Tommy let his hands rub Angel's side slowly.
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Apr 17, 2007 21:33:50 GMT -5
Post by Angel Schunard on Apr 17, 2007 21:33:50 GMT -5
"I think you will. I'm still not wise to your cunning ways," Angel smirked lightly, biting back a giggle as Tommy poked him. He was ticklish! But he couldn't let on. Or he'd never feel the end of it.
"I love you," Angel whispered again, kissing Tommy's ear. No matter how many times he said it or he heard it, it was never enough.
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Apr 17, 2007 21:47:44 GMT -5
Post by Tommy Collins on Apr 17, 2007 21:47:44 GMT -5
"Oh you will learn," Tommy said looking at Angel adoringly. "You will. I'm like a fungus. But a pretty one. Like those funny looking mushrooms in Alice in Wonderland. And no...I wasn't referencing my pot habit. But hey..." He shrugged.
Tommy shivered again. His ear was definetly getting the love today. "I love you too..." He said awkwardly dropping his hands and putting them in his pockets. If Angel kept doing that...he had to make sure his hands were in line.
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Apr 17, 2007 21:57:46 GMT -5
Post by Angel Schunard on Apr 17, 2007 21:57:46 GMT -5
Angel tried not to laugh too hard. He could see it! "Speaking of which...you never told me. How big is this pot habit?" he asked out of curiosity. As long as it wasn't too too much he didn't really care. There were alot worse things Tommy could've been doing.
Angel raised an eyebrow, looking at Tommy's hands for a moment. Did he do something wrong? He hugged Tommy's waist a bit tighter, hoping he wouldn't pull away. Angel was new at this after all...
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Apr 17, 2007 22:11:58 GMT -5
Post by Tommy Collins on Apr 17, 2007 22:11:58 GMT -5
"How big is my pot habit?" Tommy asked with wide eyes. He felt like he could write a novel about it. 'Me and my weed.' "Umm...I don't sell it. Too much shit possibilities there. But I kinda buy in bulk...mostly because Benny shares. And well...I guess...." He looked up trying to put this a nice way. "One a day? On a normal day..."
Tommy frowned looking at Angel's reaction. How exactly would he explain this to him. 'I just want to maintain some sort of dignity?' No...that wouldn't really work. Tommy decided to compromise and kissed Angel's forehead.
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Apr 17, 2007 22:26:54 GMT -5
Post by Angel Schunard on Apr 17, 2007 22:26:54 GMT -5
Angel nodded slowly...once a day. That wasn't so bad...it could've been worse. It wasn't great, but who was he really to judge? It didn't look like it was really a problem. "That's not so bad," he said quietly.
Angel smiled lightly as Tommy kissed his forehead, closing his eyes. So Tommy wasn't mad...though he wasn't sure why he would've been anyway. "If you want...I can stop," he said quietly. He always forgot Tommy was just as knew as it as he was. Maybe they were going too fast for him...
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Apr 17, 2007 22:36:26 GMT -5
Post by Tommy Collins on Apr 17, 2007 22:36:26 GMT -5
"Not what everyone would say," Tommy said quietly. "I know I gotta cut back. It just was kinda...helpful when I was ultra stressed. Mainly when I was thinking about how to come out to people. Wasn't exactly...fun. As I'm sure you know." He shrugged slowly.
Tommy smiled gently and then shook his head. "Oh no...Ang...it's more like. I don't want to push you...and I need to cheap these two in check," He said nodding to both hands that were still in his pockets. They seem to be having minds of their owns.
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Apr 17, 2007 22:44:55 GMT -5
Post by Angel Schunard on Apr 17, 2007 22:44:55 GMT -5
"I can relate then," Angel nodded. He definitely could. And he still had more people to...imform. "Well...you don't seem overly addicted...not really. And even so...who am I to judge you?"
Angel blushed softly, his hands coming down to brush against Tommy's arms before resting at his sides. "Do you think we should stop?" he asked quietly. It was all so new to him. Not bad, but...new. If they didn't stop, would that be so bad? Or maybe it would be worse than he thought...
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Apr 17, 2007 22:54:20 GMT -5
Post by Tommy Collins on Apr 17, 2007 22:54:20 GMT -5
"Yeah..." Tommy said with a look of sympathy on his face. "Yeah...habit I would say. More than an addiction. But don't all people who are addicted say that?" He chuckled a bit to himself. "No I know I gotta cut back. Now that I got you around that will be helpful. You calm me better...without the nasty after effects."
"Oh Angel...I just..." He frowned. "I just...apparnetly my brain has taken residence in the gutter..." Tommy rubbed the back of his neck trying to look innocent. "And I just don't wanna go any farther than you do. That's all."
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Apr 17, 2007 23:10:47 GMT -5
Post by Angel Schunard on Apr 17, 2007 23:10:47 GMT -5
"I'm glad to be your drug then," Angel giggled softly, leaning up to kiss him.
Angel sighed, thinking. It felt right but was it? He trusted Tommy, but would it make him a slut, or something? It wasn't like he was being pressured or anything...it would be of his own will.
"Maybe we should slow down...just a little?" he asked quietly.
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Apr 18, 2007 12:34:10 GMT -5
Post by Tommy Collins on Apr 18, 2007 12:34:10 GMT -5
Tommy chuckled slowly and kissed him gently. "Yep...one I don't think I'm ever gonna want a 12 step program for," He admitted. "In fact I'm even willing to say that I'm past the habit and into the fulfledged addiction."
"Maybe just a little," Tommy said finally taking his hands out to take Angel's. "I really do love you Angel. And I don't...I don't want to mess anything up by going to fast. Not that we were really going to fast a few minutes ago. But...maybe stopping there for now would be a good idea. Just for now."
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Apr 18, 2007 15:25:46 GMT -5
Post by Angel Schunard on Apr 18, 2007 15:25:46 GMT -5
"I feel special," Angel beamed, leaning up to kiss Tommy. He'd never tried drugs of any kind, but he could imagine. And he had to agree. He was definitely addicted.
He sighed deeply, nodding his head. He knew Tommy wouldn't push him, something he was thankful for. "Thanks...I love you too. I mean...I'm comfortable. Completely. But I don't want anything to happen that we'll...regret," he shrugged. Even though he was having trouble even imagining regretting anything with Tommy. But maybe they just weren't ready yet for anything more...
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Apr 18, 2007 17:55:12 GMT -5
Post by Tommy Collins on Apr 18, 2007 17:55:12 GMT -5
"Good you should..." Tommy kissed Angel back smiling through it. There he was. Kissing someone in a skirt. Well...he never thought that would happen. Not that he was against it. It did seem like...a part of him liked it. He pulled away slightly but refused to pull back too far. Just the feeling of Angel's breathe on him was enough. "So...what next? Wigs? Ice cream? A joint?"
Tommy had to bite his lip to avoid laughing. "You seem awful...unhappy with that idea..." He pointed out. In a way, Tommy thought it was cute. "I don't want you to...be upset. But yeah...regretting..." He let out a few quiet giggles, "I'm not sure...what I'm saying," He admitted.
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Apr 18, 2007 18:15:08 GMT -5
Post by Angel Schunard on Apr 18, 2007 18:15:08 GMT -5
"What next what?" Angel asked with a small giggle. He reached up to feel his hair. It did kind of ruin the effect. But he hadn't been able to find a wig...aside from the one from Anna's witch costume. Also known as the tarantula. That one wasn't really gonna work.
"Well...you're a good kisser!" Angel protested with a small giggle. "Yeah, neither do I. But it's for the better. I mean...I don't want to rush things with you. You're too special. What we want right now...might not be best, you know?" he asked. And he did want it. But he barely even knew the mechanics of it. He barely knew what it was he wanted. He just...wanted it. "And then when the time comes, we'll both be ready."
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