Maxxie Oliver (notahobby) wrote in dutch_comm, @ 2012-09-03 23:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | jonathancrane:andintheendfear, maxxieoliver:notahobby |
Who: Maxxie Oliver and Jonathan Crane
When: Afternoon
Where: Their room
What: Relaxing, playing around
Rating: High
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Maxxie felt a lot better since that night of the big dinner and the hurricane that followed. He had gotten lost in the confusion within the sudden darkness, having tripped a couple times before making it out, resulting in a bruise on his shoulder and also having to limp on his leg. He had needed ice packs and rest for a while. Which also put a damper on his plans to experiment with Crane.. or any other hot guys that may have needed fun with him. But now he was better and felt like it too. Skin as fresh and clean as before the falls, and able to move as freely as always. He had spent time dancing alone in the ballroom by himself, getting up a good sweat from the workout, dressed in simply baggy pants and loose white shirt. One hour. It had been an hour of workout. Maybe it was time to go back to his room and relax. Ohh, he hoped Jonathan was there. They hadn't yet done anything he had planned for on that night. But since the young blond was better now... well. Maybe. He hoped so.
Opening the door to their expansive state room, a heavy sigh of relief and wiping sweat from his brow as he shut the door behind him, he leaned against it and let out a heavy breath. The ways of dance were good exercise for him. Now he wanted to try another kind. It was then that he saw that Jonathan Crane had already been in the room, probably been in here for a while. And he looked just as nice as when they'd met. Maxxie smiled at him then and looked upon him, not ashamed in the least at how he was looking at him either.