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 Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:35 pm
"Don't thank me." Eduard whispered, continuing to hold the young actor gently.
In truth, the Marquess had been so worried for the man, that he had feared his own attackers would never relent their grips. All he wanted was to go to Peter, to make sure he was alright...
And even when that b***h touched him, even when he knew he should take some pleasure from the act... all he could think about was the delicate actor who was so new to this world... and now so alone in it.
(((I'm allergic to peanuts! I eat them anyway. The only thing that I'm allergic to that I won't eat no matter what... is anything with Red #40 food dye. Other than that... I still eat it. It's just that particular color... makes me UBER sick. ET's a cute movie... I just can't take his screaming sound when they find him in the closet...)))
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:52 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r sPeter smiled slightly and buried himself even further into Eduard's chest without realizing it. He was actually quite tired from the night's events, but he tried to stay awake for the sake of Eduard's image. He still had a party to attend for Eduard to redeem his reputation, so Peter tried his best not to fall asleep.
And yet, he felt his eyelids drooping. Occasionally, he'd shake himself awake, but the warmth of Eduard's arms brought him back to his daze quickly. "If... you don't want... me to... fall asleep... move..."((*shiver* Screaming sound?! And isn't Red #40 a little common...?)) L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:59 pm
Blinking in surprise, Eduard laughed softly, "Come on... let us take you home. Though... I fear you'll need to dress first. Would you like some help?" he asked, releasing Peter and looking into the young man's eyes. "I will let Beale know that we are leaving, and for him to give my regards to the host."
(((Yeah, he screams cause the little girl screams and that sound just freaks me out. And yes, it's in EVERYTHING... sometimes even in chocolate. So as far as foods with coloring go... I eat things that are white, yellow, and green and that's it... cause other colors usually have it (even blue). I love Japanese snacks though because I can eat strawberry flavored things because they use tomato to color red things and not food dye!)))
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 5:52 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r sPeter shook his head no. He was so used to dressing up as a woman that he could even tie his own corset now. He was probably better at dressing as a lady than most ladies were. He wasn't sure if that was something to be proud about.
He stood up and turned around from Eduard, just to hide his blushing face. He started attempting to change, though his face was quite flustered. Added to the fact that he was slightly drunk, it made dressing more difficult than usual. He turned and smiled sheepishly to Eduard. "O-Okay... Maybe I-I do need a l-little help..."((Japanese people have always been smart. xD)) L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 6:03 pm
Smiling, the Marquess stood and made his way up to Peter. "Don't worry. I can do this with my eyes closed." he teased, carefully lacing up the back of the corset.
He pulled tight, but not so tight that Peter would be unable to breathe. Then he picked up the discarded dress. Lithe hands pulled the garment over the actor's head and then he smiled upon seeing Peter's gaze once more.
"Sorry if the corset is uncomfortable."
(((Hells yeah!)))
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 7:34 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r sPeter blushed as he felt the Marquess's cool fingers brush over his skin every once in a while. He shivered involuntarily a couple of times.
He smiled shyly at Eduard when Eduard made that comment. "Don't worry... I-I'm very much used to it by now."L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 7:43 pm
Something in Eduard's expression changed and he frowned slightly, "That's a shame... perhaps when we get back, you can wear something more comfortable?"
He didn't want Peter to suffer in a corset, at least not when it wasn't absolutely necessary.
The Marquess began to lace up the front of the dress, carefully tying the ribbons to try and match exactly how Peter had looked coming to the party.
A soft knock on the door turned his attention, before Beale entered the room. "Do you still want that tea and water?" he asked.
"No thank you... I think I'm going to take the lady home." Eduard replied softly, looking into Peter's gaze. He broke eye contact and turned to the elderly man. "Lord Beale, any word on..."
"None, Marquess." he replied, obviously a bit downhearted.
He liked Rosaline... and to think some ill had befallen her.
"We'll keep looking then." Eduard spoke with a smile. "Could you ask a servant to fetch my carriage and driver?"
The man nodded, "Of course."
"Lord Beale..."
His gaze focused on Eduard's.
"This kindness of yours my friend... will never be forgotten."
Smiling, Beale nodded again. "It's only right and proper, after all Marquess. Lady Rosaline."
When he was gone, the Marquess took one of Peter's hands in his own. "Are you feeling well enough to traverse the mob downstairs?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 4:38 am
P e t e r - W i n t e r sPeter smiled when Lord Beale left, looking with a gentle gaze at the place that he just occupied. "He's a really kind person..."
Peter nodded when Eduard asked his question. He replied softly, "Though I can stay if you want..." It was obvious that he really couldn't, since he could barely stand straight on his own, but he wanted to try for Eduard's sake.L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 6:50 pm
"Even if I wanted to, I wouldn't make you do something like that." Eduard replied softly. "But no... I... I would rather return home myself."
He wasn't about to tell Peter what had happened to him, though the Marquess was sure that Beale would show up the next day with his missing vest and jacket.
Carefully, he put an arm around Peter's shoulders, "Come on. Lets go get you comfortable and out of that." he smiled softly, leading the way from the room.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 7:00 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r sPeter leaned into Eduard's arms. He couldn't really support himself well since he was tired and partly drunk, though it wasn't that bad. It would take more wine to make a strong difference.
Peter had on a serene expression. "You..." He chuckled softly, almost a reluctant noise. "I thought that... you would never come..." His voice was a little constricted. He was still getting over the experience. But since it had something to do with Eduard, he didn't feel as bad as he knew that he should.L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 7:24 pm
"Of course I came." Eduard whispered, his lips gently kissing Peter's temple as they walked. "I wasn't about to leave you alone like that... I..." he shook his head, knowing that this conversation would be better talked over at home. "Come on. We need to act like nothing happened. The way I ran through the hall, though as stealthily as possible, was bound to attract someone's attention."
'Please don't let that someone be Lord Pain-in-my-a**...'
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 7:39 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r sPeter was thinking the same thing as Eduard. Peter nodded nonetheless and swallowed nervously; he wasn't sure how good his acting would be when he was drunk.
Still, he put on a smile, tried to stand straighter, and walked into the ball room confidently, even if he could barely do it. He kept an eye out for Rutherford and Richard, not wanting to run into either of them.L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 8:10 pm
Carefully, Eduard kept his arm around Rosaline, though lower and around the waist.
He was making damn sure that Peter didn't collapse in truth.
People did stop and stare however, watching the couple in confusion.
A few whispered.
Richard and Ruben were nowhere to be seen, thankfully.
But Rutherford was a different story.
He stood with a slight smirk to one end of the room. Eduard's violet gaze fell on him and if looks could kill... Rutherford would have dropped dead on the spot.
Thankfully... no one noticed the look, or paid much mind, because most were gossiping about Eduard's lack of attire.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 8:16 pm
P e t e r - W i n t e r sPeter ignored them to the best of his ability. His drunkenness probably helped him tune them out. That also, in some ways, bettered his acting. He wasn't affected by them, so he could still hold his head high—as high as he could in his condition—and act womanly.
This fixed one part of Eduard's reputation... but exchanged it for a different gossip story, Peter thought bitterly. He barely managed to fit the thought together in his head.
When they reached the front opening, they found Eduard's carriage already there.((Why do we seem to like "R" names?)) L a d y - R o s a l i n e
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 8:21 pm
The Marquess helped Peter into the carriage, before speaking a word to the driver.
Thankfully, it wasn't raining... and the man sped off quickly.
"Peter... how much did you drink?" Eduard asked, his arm around the young actor's shoulders.
(Good Question! I have no idea. Usually I have a thing for L names...)
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