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 Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 5:05 am
Ducan glared at the departing flight attendant and wound his arm around Faye.
"He was obviously flirting with you," he said, "Greasy, over-perfumed a*****e."
Ducan fell back more comfortably on his seat, putting on the seatbelt as the plane began to move. Soon, they were up in the air, flying off to Venice. Ducan was relaxing and reading his paperback, at the same time listening to the music from the headphones the flight attendant had passed around earlier.
(( BTW, Faye's in his thirties? On the character profile sheet you said he was 18. O.o I might be confused... ))
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 1:27 pm
((EDITED!! He's nineteen as of now since a year went by. He's almost in his twenties so...yeah...Anywho...THEYRE GOING TO VENICE!! YAH!!!))
Faye snuggled underneath Ducan's arm and started on his crossword puzzle book that he bought at the airport. Every now and then, he would glance out the window, utterly captivated by how the Sun shone on each cotton-like cloud. It didn't take long for the in-flight movie, Transformers to come on, Faye took out his headphones and watched. Shia had just seen Bumblebee morph and the baker said:
"Do you think I would look good with my hair that short, love?"
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 10:24 pm
Ducan turned to him. "Hmm? Why do you ask, love? I think you would look lovely no matter what hair length you have. Though when it is this long, I can play with it more."
He twirled a lock of fine chestnut hair around his fingers and nuzzled it affectionately.
"Why, do you really want to cut it?" his hand unconsciously wound deeper into his husband's long hair. He wondered whether Faye wasn't starting one of his mood swings over something like a hairdo, but he remembered his pregnant cousin who had gone on a tantrum over her earrings and her poor husband had to go buy a whole new set for her. It wasn't abnormal if that was about to happen, but he hoped it wouldn't.
(( Oh, OK! xd ))
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 3:42 pm
"Oh I don't know..." Faye puffed his cheeks, fumbling with his empty cup: "Its just when we have sex...you don't pet me anymore so I figured you didn't like it long..." He felt tears swell up and he wiped them with his sleeve: "You haven't even kissed me fully today!!"
Two elder woman in the opposite aisle gave a questionable look in the Dartmoores' general direction. By now, a sweet flight attendant offered Faye some chocolate and Ducan's some Tylenol as the baker continued to sob/babble in woe. Conveniently, the attendant closed their private curtain so they may be alone.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 9:27 pm
Ducan thanked the kind flight attendant before tending to his sobbing husband.
"Faye dearest, I'm sorry. Please don't cry..." He felt a little helpless right now, unsure how to soothe the little crying baker. "Please, I do love your long hair, I love it to death. Come now."
He pushed the armrest sitting between their seats up so he could move closer to Faye and hug him. "I love to pet it after sex, you know I do. If I haven't done it lately, I didn't do it consciously. Please don't cut your hair..."
He cupped Faye's face in his hands and gave him a long, sweet kiss. He pulled back, smiling softly. "There, I've given you a long, full kiss, just as I love to do, never forget. And I'll kiss you as many times as you want."
He punctuated that last sentence by pressing many tiny kisses over Faye's lips. "Don't be upset, hm?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 6:17 pm
Faye had frantically devoured his chocolate treat, all the while listening to Ducan reassure him. He stared at his husband with big hazel-green eyes then fell into Ducan's arms. He sobbed out all his pent-up frustration and let his hair be stroked. Eventually, the baker calmed down but started to hiccup pitifully. Eventually he gazed up at Ducan yet again, puppy eyes all the way:
"You -hic- mean that Dukey?" Faye squeaked: "You -hic- like my-hic- hair?"
Immediatly, he was overcome with such passion that he started to blush with excitement. Hormones raged on, suddenly emotions shifted from insecure and miserable to sex kitten. His sex drive kicked into high gear as Faye started to nestle and kiss his husband's neck:
"Oh god, -hic- Ducan I love you soo much. Please..-hic- lets do it." The baker reached for his husband's jeans.
(((Poor poor Ducan. mrgreen ))
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 4:03 am
Ducan's eyes widened as Faye went from sobbing to purring in mere seconds. He had heard of these mood swings in pregnancies that triggered either crying fits or sporadic turn-ons. But truly, this was not the time for this.
"Faye, dearest!" he tried to protest as Faye attempted to pull down the zipper on his jeans, "I do love your hair and I love you very much, but I'm not sure this is the time..."
His thoughts melted as he felt Faye fondle him, and he lost all logic in his mind, moaning. He knew he shouldn't give in, but Faye was stroking him in all the right places!
Suddenly, the curtain was pulled and the flight attendant who had served them earlier stood there.
"I see things are alright now," she said with a knowing smile.
Ducan gaped. He was slightly untucked with Faye sprawled all over him. "Ahm. Yes! Yes, thank you."
He helped Faye back in his seat and gave his hair extra-special attention by kissing it everywhere.
"Now is not the time and place to be doing such intimate things," he whispered, "But I promise you once we're alone in our hotel, I'll love you the way you deserve, hm?"
(( Eh, he likes it deep down. xd ))
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 3:25 pm
"Okay..." Faye pouted, turning his attention back to Transformers. Once the movie finished, the baker was fast asleep on Ducan's shoulder. He didn't wake till around lunch which was a fairly good helping of baked chicken and green beans: "Is it any good? " Faye asked his husband who was munching.
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2008 5:37 am
Ducan finished swallowing his current bite before replying, "It's very good. First class food certainly is appetizing."
He pulled up Faye's tray table and put his own plate on it. "Here, I saved your share for when you woke up."
The dessert consisted of chocolate-covered strawberries which Ducan was watering to try... once he'd finished the main course and then the second salad he had just been served.
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2008 12:49 pm
Maple-
As you probably read in the other rps, my mum's health has me away. So no more Faye for awhile. TT ^ TT I'm glad Flavors went on this long tho. Thanks.
-Toki-
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Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2008 3:06 am
I understand. It's too bad we couldn't make it until the baby was born. Hope everything will work out! D:
This has been one of my favorite RPs ever.
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 8:06 am
(( Let's bring this back up to the first page! ))
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 7:53 pm
SilverMaple Ducan finished swallowing his current bite before replying, "It's very good. First class food certainly is appetizing."
He pulled up Faye's tray table and put his own plate on it. "Here, I saved your share for when you woke up."
The dessert consisted of chocolate-covered strawberries which Ducan was watering to try... once he'd finished the main course and then the second salad he had just been served.
"Thank you, Dukey." Faye kissed Ducan's cheek, putting a forkful of chocolaty yummyness in his mouth: "Mmhm...this is really good! First class should be the only class!" He proceeded to steal some of his husband's leftovers and make pleasant noises.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 6:54 am
Ducan laughed at Faye's appetite. He let his plate be picked clean, being quite full himself.
"Save some room for dinner, love," he said in an amused tone, "We wouldn't want you to overstuff yourself or the baby."
He settled back down in his seat that he had stretched out into a nearly horizontal position so he could lie down for a nap after the hostess came to take away his plates.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 11:11 am
"You're quite full yourself, babe." Faye giggled, rubbing Ducan's belly. The lovely flight attendant came by to pick up their trays. She smiled at Faye:
"How far along are you?" she asked politely.
"Oh umm...six months." he answered, some M.P.A.A. men were peering over their USA Todays and their walkie talkies at the ready:
"Wow! How did your breasts stay so small?"
Faye was a little taken a back by the comment before he realized that she thought he was a woman. The baker searched his mind for an answer:
"Oh its just this sweatshirt." Whew...that was close:
"I see..." The flight attendant turned to Ducan: "Do you need a pillow, sir?"
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