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 Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 10:09 pm
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Blue eyes turned up and down the street as they crossed it, watching for cars, bikes, anything coming or going that didn't much feel like obeying traffic signals. When they were safely across that soft gaze turned upward, watching Zaire, his expression, as he answered the rather daring question. "Okay. I'm not sure when it'll be, but," he trailed off, lips pressing together as they neared the restaurant.
Summer, at the latest. There was no way he'd be able to get away with going two whole years without making the trip home. Sooner, maybe, just to get it out of the way. Of course, if Zaire seemed eager, that made the prospect of the return home a little more intriguing, or nerve wrecking, or any number of conflicting emotions.
He was certain, regardless of what happened, it would be memorable.
Tan fingers were given an answering squeeze as the approached the entrance to the restaurant, then slipped his hand free, reclaiming his hold on the taller boil's arm. It was early, but Jory hadn't had lunch; the smell of the food drifting out to them was enough to make his mouth water.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2014 2:29 pm
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As they hit the warmth of the lobby Jory's grip on his boilfriend's arm loosened a bit, and instead of the near cling he'd maintained on the walk over, he took up a more relaxed stance at his side. It smelled delicious, and his head lifted as he drew in a deep breath, scenting the air with an appreciative hum. For a moment his mind wandered, wondering if he could order the same thing he'd gotten before, which was amazing, or go for something new.
When Zaire spoke he blinked back into focus, looking up at the monster beside him before turning those baby blues on the hostess. "Oh, um. Booth?"
With a smile the ghoul grabbed a pair of menus and requested they follow her, and Jory gave the mahamba's arm a small squeeze as they wove through the tables. She led them to a quiet little corner of the dinning room, laying the menu's on the table before excusing herself. Jory watched her leave, then slid into the booth, letting Zaire's arm go, though his tail did linger in that looped hold around the much thicker one.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2014 7:14 pm
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Following the lead of the hostess and Jory, Zaire's shoulders relaxed. Squeezing the hand back and reluctantly letting go of it and the tail that lingered. For a moment he debated entering the same side of the booth, but given both of their tails and how much elbow space he needed eating it wouldn't work. Sliding in the other side of the booth a smile was flashed to Jory, then he leaned back just slightly thanks to the low hanging light above the booth. That was happening a lot lately, now that he had time to think about it.
With a cough the menu was picked up and looked over, everything was expensive so at the moment Zaire was really thankful to be working even if it cut into social time. It was nice being able to treat not only his boilfriend but his friend, like Kae when she stopped by at his work. Not to mention the look on his parents face when he told them he was working and just how long, that was worth every early morning itself. Beaming a little at his inner musings the monster was silent but dropped the menu after a moment.
"See anything..you like?" He was probably going to get what he got last time. A look up to the waiter and Zaire ordered himself an ice tea to drink, then glanced back to the menu before Jory, "..appetizer?" The question left the decision up to Jory, because if left up to him they would be having about five.
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2014 7:50 pm
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The separation of of their tails would be very brief while Zaire took a seat in the booth across from him. As soon as the taller boil had settled, sinking down in his seat, he'd feel the brush of a smooth tail over his scaled one, looping around it once again, and even the pressure of thin ankles on either side of one shoe covered foot. Clingy, even with a table between them. He did return that flash of a smile, pleased to be out of the dorms, doing something, but more pleased to be with his boilfriend again.
Menus were taken up, and Jory's ears gave a little twitch before sinking back as he read over the various dishes. It was a hard choice between something he knew to delicious and something he had not yet tried yet, but after a quiet moment of contemplation he'd reached a decision. The menu came down at Zaire's question, and he nodded. "Mmhmm, they have a really tasty looking seafood pasta." Admittedly he'd gotten pasta last time, but this was still technically different. It counted. He was being adventurous. Or at least as adventurous as Zaire's influence had made him.
Which wasn't a lot, but still. Half a year ago he'd have just ordered the same old thing, never daring to try anything new.
The waiter would get a smile from the smaller of the two monsters when he showed up, and Jory ordered himself an ice water and a lemonade before Zaire's question pulled his attention down to the menu again. "Appetizer?" He blinked, reading over the options with pursed lips. "What about this?" He pointed, the tip of one thin finger landing on some sort of good looking fried veggie that came with a few different dipping sauces. "Or, um." The finger moved. "Maybe this one? It's got that, and also a few other things." A sampler, fried veggies along with smaller portions of two other appetizers, one of them a stuffed meat ravioli.
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 12:50 pm
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The slender tail was curled around instantly, like a second way of breathing it came natural to just have Jory on him. Around him. The clingy nature of his boilfriend was already a part of him and never not appreciated because Zaire honestly liked it. Settled into the booth Zaire yawned softly, a product of having been out in the cold before hand.
When Jory answered pasta the menu was taken up again and a thoughtful look given to the dish. It did look tasty, enough to make the monster reconsider his previous decision. But, if Jory got it and it was terrible it was best to have something they both could eat right? A glance to one of the larger meals was given, one that held things he knew they both liked. "It..does look good, you should get that.." His menu dropped and a claw tapped against the larger meal plate, "I think I'll go with that.." Reaching for the silverware to fiddle with as he admired the other boil, thinking a few unwholesome thoughts in the moment.
The waiter for the most part was ignored as they arrived, instead Zaire's attention focused down to the pointing. The fried veggies weren't really for him, but the second option looked tasty. "That's good..?" It got them the veggies too. A glance finally to the waiter and Zaire gave his order, then waited for Jory to do the same and send the guy on his way. Hoping for a fast return with drinks since he could use one, Zaire stretched back, legs hugging against the ankles he could feel around him.
"There's a ...good eyescream..place in the maul.." The silence finally broke with the nervous sounding statement. Zaire's eyes looked up to Jory's, staying put for a moment as a hand lifted to rub over his chin. Tiny little stumbles giving some sound to motion of the rub, he needed to start shaving it would seem.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 5:03 pm
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Approval on his meal choice was certainly not needed, but it did have long ears perking in delight, and that soft smile lit up as he beamed across the table at his boilfriend. If he hadn't been settled on the choice already, that would have been what sealed the deal for him. Though he did give a quick peek at the menu as Zaire pointed to his own selection for the evening. "That looks good, too." Maybe they could share? Likely, the afanc wouldn't finish his own, so he was perfectly willing to let Zaire steal nibbles.
The question on the appetizer selection was met with a nod. It was a good choice, a good compromise, with things they each liked. "Mmhmm." He fell quiet as Zaire ordered, then gave his own before giving their server a grateful smile as they turned and left them.
For a moment or two it was quiet, and Jory sipped his lemonade, gaze down on the tabletop and a subtle little smile on soft lips, but he looked up as the larger boil brought up ice cream again. "Wherever has the best," he agreed, flashing dainty fangs as he grinned across the table. If Zaire wanted to go t the maul, then that was where they would go. The place had more recently been elevated from source of anxiety back to a nice, if busy, place. Zaire being employed there certainly helped, as did their numerous escapes into quiet corners.
Under the table the afanc had tucked his feet behind Zaire's heel, and unless resisted, had tugged it closer. It let him reach a denim clad knee as he sank back in his chair, and the pressure around that thick tail increased as Jory's hold on it tightened. He was a little touch starved, taking very opportunity to get what he could to reaffirm the bond between them in the boil's own mind. More needy than he was normally, but then he'd just spent a puzzling and anxious week without the larger boil.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 5:37 pm
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Returning a smile to Jory the monster let out a soft sigh, shoulders slacking under the relief. This was going to be a good night, very good, it was already going perfectly and that awkward mood from earlier was all but gone. A shift of head and a soft pop from neck came along with a gentle groan. "Mhm." Replying back with a usual hum Zaire took to nursing his drink that arrived, sipping lightly in restraint. Planning to keep under three so he could get a double scoop of eyecream.
On a clear of throat came a nod, "it's good, plus we can walk around...while we eat?" Window shop for some gifts because he honestly had no idea what to get Jory for the upcoming holidays. Of course the ghouls at work had some ideas but none of them were that appealing. Then his own first thoughts were of more junk for the monster to tinker in but the last he had seen of Jory's tinker pile, well no more needed to be added. Plus he was getting a little annoyed with all the gear imprints he gained after sleeping in Jory's bed, not to mention the random pieces of metal that managed to cling to places they ought not.
Under the table the afanc's tug was met with no resistance. Smiling as he was pulled closer Zaire gave a soft noise of encouragement to the other monster. The touch was nice and understood as far as Zaire knowing Jory needed that. When the pressure around tail tightened his own thicker tail curled tighter in return. Just holding and letting himself be held, it was nice and needed no words but did get a wink shot across the table to tease.
After a moment their starters arrived and Zaire having no shame dug in, lifting one of the veggies out for Jory on a toothy grin, "after you.." Had to make sure they were delicious after all, even though they both knew that wasn't really why he was doing it considering he could stomach just about anything.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2015 4:43 pm
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Jory was quiet as they waited for the starters to arrive, though this time it wasn't awkward. His hand was traveling along Zaire's knee, back and forth in short little circles as he enjoyed the weight of the large boil's tail and the faint texture of the denim beneath his hand. "Sure." It was relaxing, and maybe he'd have preferred to slid into the seat beside his boilfriend, but this was alright as well. His gaze wandered as his fingers did, turning out and into the room, but he'd catch the wink out the corner of his eye, and it made him grin, bashful and pleased.
He gave a last little squeeze with his hand as the appetizer arrived, and sat up a little straighter. Finally taking a drink from his lemonade, before the offered veggie made him blink. "Oh." It was a sweet gesture, and with as vulnerable as the boil was just then it didn't take much to make him blush. Blue cheeks faded, he leaned in to take the offered bite, a familiar little flutter rising up in his stomach.
"Mmmm." It was tasty, and the gesture was more than appreciated. Jory grinned across the table at his boil, tail curling higher and legs tightening around his ankle. "It's really good. Try it."
It was his turn now. The afanc picked his fork up from the napkin it'd been sitting on and he picked up one of the stuffed ravioli on the end, offering out to the larger boil.
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Posted: Thu Jan 15, 2015 4:00 pm
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Oh that tone. Jory 's gaze rose from the plate of appetizers and locked on matching blues, widening just a touch as whatever small amount of color he'd managed to regain faded again. He coughed, head turning, but Zaire would see the pleased little smile before it was hidden behind his napkin. In private he wasn't half so flustered, but they were in fancy restaurant, Zaire had taken him out, and it had been a little over a week sense he'd heard such obvious compliments. The poor afanc was out of practice.
That smile around the fork was just as devilish, and Jory was forced to look away, focusing for a moment on his drink. Even then he couldn't stop smiling. He tried, certainly, but the corners of his lips kept twitching upward.
He was saved by the arrival of their dinner, and the smaller monster lowered his napkin to fold it neatly on his lap. His pasta smelled delicious, and all at once he was pleased he'd tried something new, rather than sticking with something safe. Really, it was something he'd been doing more and more often. Willing to take that step into the unknown, to take a chance. His boilfriend's influence.
The sauce was creamy, and there were succulent chunks of seafood and little bits of pan seared veggies. Jory speared a bite eagerly on the end of his fork and brought it up to hips lips. Hot, but so so good! It startled an appreciative little moan from the boil. "Zaire, you have to try this." There was no way he'd be able to finish it anyways. Jory just didn't eat that much, but Zaire? Zaire never seemed to reach his limit.
It meant they didn't have to worry about carrying around left overs.
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2015 12:03 pm
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Flustering Jory was quickly becoming a favorite pastime, mostly because of the smiles that always followed. So jacking adorable, plus he knew better, knew that the bashful boil in front of him was capable of so much confidence behind closed doors. But honestly was pleased Jory was like this in public, his little secret that no other creature could take because they didn't know what they were missing under those shy look aways and pale cheeks.
Perfect.
A hot plate of rare minipet ribs, fries and some sea food on skewers nestled between veggies steamed to live before him. Unlike Jory the napkin was placed more haphazardly in lap before fingers instead of silverware were used to start attacking the ribs. Sharp teeth pulled the meat shred by shred before it was swallowed down after a few chews, hums of delight sounding past various low noises. Delicious, the sauce was sticky sweet and yet held a hint of spice that lingered in the back of Zaire's throat as the meat slid down. Cleaned to the bone and nearly all gone by the time Jory offered a bite of pasta were the ribs, one of which currently hung from the corner of the mahamba's mouth as his head tilted to the side.
Should he? Or rather should he take his own bite or let Jory decide the proportion of the sample, decisions. A single moment of debate and tanned fingers were licked clean after discarding the bone in mouth to plate. "Bite me.." The words were purred deviously, holding a clear double meaning as mouth opened wide for the bite.
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2015 6:53 am
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There was a pause as Jory stopped to watch his boilfriend dig into his dinner. Always a spectral, the smaller watched on as ribs were brought up, and pristine bones fell back to the plate. It was...impressive, to say the least, how very voracious Zaire's appetite could be. In all things. Jory, at least, was used to it, so even if others near them had stopped to stare, there was an amused little smile on blue lips. He did help himself to another bite, as glowing blues landed on him after the offer, waiting for Zaire to consider, though they both knew he'd accept.
The head tilt was cute, it had the afanc grinning, and he'd slid his tail along the thicker one under the table.
Then he was blushing again, nearly fumbling his fork, and a soft whine fell from his lips as both hands came up to press over his face. "Zaaaaire." He was doing it on purpose! It was so unfair!
Another fragment of a whine, and he let his hands fall, the one with the fork dropping to his plate of pasta, and not looking up he'd spear a sizable portion of succulent meat and noodles on the end of it, sliding it through the heavy sauce. He looked up finally as he brought the fork up, meeting matching eyes, and cradled his free hand beneath the fork as he leaned forward to offer the bite to the other boil.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2015 4:02 pm
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He didn't respond to the whine of his name, smirking wide as a finger moved forward to steal the tiniest taste of sauce from Jory's plate as he hid. Clearly enjoying the way words settled on the other, the monsters thicker tail curled tightly against Jory's sliding up and down it for added effect in the moment. Maybe this place was worth more than meat, it was turning out to be a very good place to tease his partner, no one really paid to much attention to anyone else.
When Jory recovered he backed off just for the moment so the offered bite could be devoured. Lips slowly lowering over the pasta before pulling back with a delighted moan of approval. A moan that was certainly overdone on purpose, along with the lick of heavy succulent sauce from the bottom of smirking lips. While chewing a tanned hand reached to catch a blue one, pulling it gently towards him, a swallow, then Zaire's lips moved to kiss the captured limb.
Blues still caught on the near mirror set before him three words were purred softly, just for Jory's ears, "I love you," an apology all of their own.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2015 9:24 am
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At this rate Jory wasn't going to make it through the dinner. He was going to faint, or melt into a little flustered puddle of embarrassment. Another soft whine forced it's way out at the approving moan, and the afanc's attention dropped rather pointedly down to his own plate, focusing on his food and not the mahamba that was teasing him.
Or at least that was the plan. Zaire caught his hand, drawing it across the table and up to his lips, and Jory's head lifted, eyes widening, before those blushing features softened. He blinked those baby blues up at his boilfriend, brows arching up in a soft question before the other boil spoke and those long, slender fingers curled around the tanned ones holding them, offering a squeeze.
"I love you, too." Acceptance of the unsaid apology, and an adoring smile.
Another squeeze, then he'd take his hand back so they could continue eating. "There's no way I can finish this, so if you're still hungry, help yourself." He even gave the plate a little nudge closer towards the middle of the table as he took another bite.
"Do you wanna come back to my room? After ice cream, I mean?" A noodle was caught on the tip of his foot, then a piece of meat, but he didn't take the bite yet, just looked across the table at the mahamba.
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