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Tweak says, "do you know where your kid is?"

Adam Pucey (adampucey) wrote in landing_rpg,
@ 2008-11-04 01:12:00

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adam pucey, westly nott

WHO: Adam Pucey and Westly Nott
WHEN: BAckdated to the Hogsmeade trip.
WHERE: Hogsmeade, Honeyduke's
WHAT: Torture. Revenge.
RATING: TBA
STATUS: Closed / In Progress

It was a fine day in Hogsmeade. The atmosphere in the small Wizarding town had always held such high energy, a spark almost visible in the air, during the weekend trips from Hogwarts. Adam Pucey, a man who has seemingly decided to venture the children-infested streets by his lone self, dressed in rich dark robes and black shiny boots, trudged up uneven earth, his casual steps telling every on looker of no actual plans for the young man's dya. Though of course to the very few that knew him, one would know that this was all a front. Adam never did anything without reason...

His booted feet led him to Honeydukes, where he stepped inside the warm, sweet-smelling establishment with a great eagerness that he carefully behind a well-practiced mask of calm. Eyes searched every shelf he passed, until he found that one person who was his very reason why he came to the trip in the first place. He casually surveyed the shelves as he made his way to Westly, before he stopped just beside him, taking a packet of sugar quills to pretend to inspect and whispered so softly so the other would be the only one who could hear his teasing tone. "Stil mad at me?"

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adampucey
2008-11-11 02:28 pm UTC (link)

A long, dramatic sigh. "Kill joy." he said, though it was clear with the smirk on his lips that he was far from giving up. It was a smile that held a promise of temporary surrender, but more to come in the future. "I'll just have to find out for myself then, though since we're both tired, I'd have to try some other time." The other's next words made him thoughtful. "I'd like to know what you'd want from me, then. Though if thos pictures are as hot as I know they will be, I'd have to repay you with something grand. And why wouldn't I wish to knwo what you say to your prospects? In fact, now that you've mentioned them, I'm left quite intrigued..." he said. Gentle hands, now free from their tickling duties, took Westly's face in his, cupping the pronounced cheeks as he looked deep into the other's eyes. "Answer me. Truthfully. An answer you're sure of. No maybe's..."

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wesnott
2008-11-11 09:15 pm UTC (link)

"You better wait till another time," Westly said sticking his tongue out at Adam as he gave up on the tickling. "Oh, it would have to be very grand. And I couldn't exactly let you keep them. What if you did something obscene with them?" Westly said teasing. "You're not a conquest, so you don't get to know. You pursued me, remember?" Westly could only look at Adam straight on when his hands moved over his face. Why did he have to ask him that? "Well... you asked me to live with you. We keep fooling around. That says to me, you like spending time with me. That you're serious about what we have..."

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adampucey
2008-11-11 09:35 pm UTC (link)

"Another time. Certainly." Adam agreed. "Though I expect you to be prepared..." It has become quite easy to expect that there will be another time for them; no longer has he submitted to constant dread if Westly would just suddenly lose interest in him and refuse him the change to meet. It was quite evident to him now how both of them have developed such affections for the other, something he's still not certain he's comfortable with but was addicted to the feeling nonetheless. "Obscene?" he echoed. "Preposterous. What do you believe I'll do with them? It would only be for my eyes to appreciate of course, no one else's. I don't think I'd like to share them, especialy if I have to pay for them..." A thought. "I can model for you? To paint. In the same manner you're dressed in the pictures you'll give me. I'm open to the possibility, so that's one suggestion..." His eyes softened at the other's next words, fingers pushing back the hairs that have falen over Wes' face, fingers tips grazing his scalp. "Yes, I did persue you. And you were such a stubborn little thing. But what would you have said if you did try to persue me?" he said. His voice, when he once again spoke, was lower, but softer. "More serious thta I've ever thought myself capable of." was his bold admission. Leaning up, he placed chaste, lingering kiss on the other's lips, one that held a great amount of his emotions, of his affections for Westly thathe couldnt express in words. One he pulled back, he released the other, a smile on his lips. "Do you think we should be heading back?" his eyes darted breifly to the open window. "It's dark. And we barely noticed. Again..."

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wesnott
2008-11-11 10:28 pm UTC (link)

"You better not show them to someone else..." Westly said smirking. "They'd just be for you. To enjoy. But not forget about the real thing," he said humming and running his nose over Adam's cheek. And then her perked at Adam's suggestion. "That is an interesting possibility... I think we have a deal here," Westly said. He never wanted to paint with models... though he'd painted people before. That would certainly be a good change though. "Well I'd have to find out if you were in anyway interested... do something suggestive around you. Watch your reactions, especially your eyes. And then if you were, I'd simply tell you to follow me." Westly gave into that chaste but lingering kiss. It was good to feel that emotion... scary but good. "Oh right... it was late when we came in here, wasn't it?"

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adampucey
2008-11-12 01:11 am UTC (link)

A laugh. "I swear that I won't on both accounts- on not showing it to someone and not forgetting the real thing." His index drew an x over his chest, right over his heart, to seal his promise. The trailes left by Wes' nose on his cheek made his skin tingle; he shivered despite the satisfying warmth coming off the body on top of him. He did, however smile when the other liked, then agreed to his suggestion. "Deal. Do take note however that I have not ever modelled for anyone before. You have to tell me what to do..." Adam was a man that was completely comfortable with his body, so this won't be too hard. And it's not as if there was any room for false modesty in their relationship- he won't be showing anything Westly hasn't seen (or touched) before. Just then, the other described his tactics in persuing his men. He closed his eyes for a second, envisioning the two of them in such a situation; him, the innocent prey, while Westly stood as the determined predator. The images in his head were making him incredibly... excited. "What I would have done for you to do that to me." he whispered. "So was that what you did before I caught you and the french boy?" The back of his fingers grazed the other's cheek when Westly pulled away from their kiss. He could feel his heart thumping loudly on his chest and he could swear he could almost hear it. There was a good possibility that Westly could feel it to, even though he tried to keep his face neutral. "Yes." he said, smiling, hoping he could distract the other somehow. "Even so, I think we would have stayed this late if we'd come earlier..." His hands found the other's waist, fingers drawing circles on his skin, urging him to move...

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wesnott
2008-11-12 01:22 am UTC (link)

"That's alright... I'll put you exactly where I want you," Westly said about posing Adam for his portrait. That actually was seemed very exciting... maybe he would start it earlier rather than later. But, where would he keep such a thing without it being seen?

"Could have avoided that awkward beginning, that's for sure," Westly said, though he would have more likely discarded Adam after that. But he was persistent though... so maybe it would have worked out. "I did do that to the French Boy. He was quite intrigued," Westly said grinning. "Probably..." Westly said about them staying late and he pushed back off of Adam onto his knees giving a streak. He was a bit stiff from laying on Adam all that time... now he needed to get dressed, and go back.

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