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[Morgan]

Avery looked down at him for a second, biting his lip in thought. He kissed the top of Chris' head before returning his attention to the movie. "Do you honestly think we're going to eat all this?" He asked, eyeing the candy warily.

[iomai]

Chis smiled up at him, "you ain't but I is." He laughed. He still had a hearty appetite.

[Morgan]

He rolled his eyes, looking back up at the movie. "Okay then..." Avery said, leaning farther back into the couch to try and find a comfortable position.

[iomai]

Chris was still laying on his chest, having half finished he popcorn.

[Morgan]

He stayed silent as he watched the movie, absentmindedly runnin his fingers through Chris' hair.

[iomai]

Chris every once in a while reached up to kiss the man. By the time the movie ended he'd finished almost all the snacks. Happy tears were dried on his cheeks

[Morgan]

Avery sighed heavily once the movie was over, laughing softly at the fact Chris had actually cried as he sat up on the couch to grab some more of the food.

[iomai]

Chris saw him laughing and lightly shoved him." You're so mean!" He chided the man, taking his third samosa

[Morgan]

He rolled his eyes, kissing the top of his head. "And yet you still love me." Avery told him teasingly.

[iomai]

Chris bit his lip, looking down at his food before looking back up at Avery, his bangs in his eyes. He smiled "I do, actually." He admitted

[Morgan]

Avery looked down at him, his heart thudding in his chest. "Wow kid," He murmured, pausing slightly, wanting to say the same thing but unable to. "That was fast." He told him with a small smile.

[iomai]

Chris frowned, blushing softly. He wanted to protest being called a kid though words couldn't come to his mind. He only shook his head and at up straight

[Morgan]

Avery pulled him back into his chest silently, kissing his lips softly.

[iomai]

Chris didn't resist, kissing Avery back. His hands rested on the mans shirt

[Morgan]

He relaxed back into the couch as he kissed him before pulling away. Avery looked at him, fixing his bangs with a small smile on his face.

[iomai]

Chris gave a soft smile, before standing and begging to take away the food they remained

[Morgan]

Avery got up as well, collecting the food and bringing it into the kitchen. He didn't know what to do with it so he just put it all on the counter, looking around. He spotted a bunch of pictures of Zac and Chris, finding it absolutely weird how many there were.

[iomai]

Chris wasn't told that he knew Zac prior to him getting shot, so all the photos had been recent. Chris took pictures of everything.

[Morgan]

He sighed heavily, leaning against the counter before silently grabbing a drink from the fridge.

[iomai]

"That's Zac." Chris motioned to one of the photos. It was them at the beach. Zac was holding a surf board, looking serious, and Chis was holding onto his waist, laughing and slightly hunched over. His mom had taken the pocture. It was from spring break the year before, when Zac had visited

[Morgan]

He nodded his head, looking away from the picture as he quickly finished his drink. "Well i should probably get going." Avery said, clearing his throat as he grabbed his jacket that he'd left on the couch.

[iomai]

Chris nodded, not bothering to protest. He followed him to the living room, wanting to ask him to stay

[Morgan]

"See ya later." Avery said with a shake of his head as he pulled on his jacket. He kissed Chris' cheek before leaving.

[iomai]

Chris reluctantly shut the door behind him, locking it and going back into the kitchen to finish cleaning up.

[Morgan]

Instead of going home Avery went out to a club a few towns over, suspecting Mark to be there since that was his usual hang out when Avery wasn't home or he was just bored.

[iomai]

In the club, Zac rather than studying was with some girls. In particular he was kissing a dark skinned girl with a fat ass. The other girls were glaring at her

[Morgan]

He walked over towards the bar, smirking as he saw Mark approach him, a bright smile in his face as he had some blond guy in tow- who had to be the cutest thing ever. He laughed softly at Mark kissing his forehead as he bought drinks for all of them. He turned around rolling his eyes as he saw some people making out in the corner- unable to make out who they were as he turned back towards the two.

[iomai]

Zac saw Avery, immediately knowing it was him. He pulled the girl toward the back to avoid being seen

[Morgan]

He leaned back against the bar laughing softly as Mark flirted with the blond guy, who's name he had yet to learn. He didn't bother saying anything though as he looked around the club.

[iomai]

A girl approached Avery, a pretty dark girl with drown hair and blue tips. She say on his lap, wearing a minni dress with a deep v on top

[Morgan]

Avery looked down at her, not really interested, but gave her a flirty smile anyways. "And you are?" He asked, pushing her hair out of the way to kiss the back of her neck.

[iomai]

"Oney." The girl answered as she softly moaned at his touch. "And what's your name?" She asked

[Morgan]

"Avery." He murmured, a small smirk playing at his lips as he heard her soft moan. His eyes flickered over to Mark, who for the moment seemed completely oblivious.

[iomai]

Oney repeated his name slowly to make sure she remembered it. It came from her lips in a sensual way. It was apparent she wasn't American. "Very nice." She said,

[Morgan]

He couldn't help but be turned on by her accent as he bit her lip. "Thanks, want something to drink?" Avery asked, running his hand down her body and slowly rubbing her thigh as he turned her around to face him.

[iomai]

Oney wrapped her arms around his neck as he bit her lip. She nodded and whispered "surprise me." In her accent, he space between her thighs warming up

[Morgan]

Avery laughed softly, pressing his lips to hers for a moment before ordering her a drink. He handed it to her with a small smile, his other hand on the small of her back.

[iomai]

Oney was a thick girl though not fat. She had large breats, a slim waist along with a large bottom and thighs. She had slightly big arms though were not far. Her stomache wasn't flat either. Taking her drink, a tropical cocktail, she sipping slowly. Placing it down she turned her attention on Avery, kissing his neck

[Morgan]

He laughed softly as he felt her lips, leaning back farther onto the bar as she rested against her chest. He ran his hands over her curves, unable to deny he liked the feel of them as he cupped her ass with one hand, the other tangled in her hair.

[iomai]

Oney pulled back after a few seconds , her body aching for his touch. She grinded her bottom against his crotch, hoping to arouse the same desire in him

[Morgan]

He gasped softly, a small smirk on his face as he looked down at her, gently pushing a strand of hair out of her face.

[iomai]

"E chor omu?" Onye asked in her language, knowing he wouldn't understand. She took another sip of her drink

[Morgan]

Avery looked at her in slight confusion. "Come again?" He asked, raising an eyebrow his eyes flickering back over towards Mark as he rubbed his leg against his.

[iomai]

Oney laughed a bit, "you want me?" She repeated in English, still as alluring as before. She continued to rub against him. Some of her juices, which practically pour out, dripping onto his jeans. They teased his senses with the intensity of her lust and desire

[Morgan]

His gaze landed back on her as he gave her a teasing smile, feeling slightly aroused. "Maybe." He murmured against her lips.

[iomai]

Taking his hand, she rested it on her inner thigh, just bellow her honey pot. She kissed him, not moving his hand

[Morgan]

He widened his eyes slightly in surprise, kissing her lips as he moved his hand against her. It felt strange, and abnormal for him, but he didn't stop.

[iomai]

Oney moaned against his lips though no one could hear it over the music. She moved her hips against his hand, craving more.

[Morgan]

He smirked softly at her need, shaking his head as he deepened the kiss before pulling away. "I think we should take this somewhere else..." He whispered against her lips.

[iomai]

Oney nodded, climbing off him and slightly pulling down her skirt. She was tall, especially in her heels. She was, in the heels, almost as tall as Avery