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Infernal Devices RP
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The Institute
He squirmed slightly, fighting the burning all over his body. His face got really pale and his skin became clammy. "Patch..." He said.
The burning sensation faded slowly. He panted, and eventually tore open his buttoned shirt carelessly, scattering the buttons on the bed. He was burning up, skin an unnatural red color all over
He gave one final scream in agony as his back arched and he sat up. Looked anguished, he fell back to the bed, out of breath. He felt better, that was for sure. "Ugh..." he said, clammy hands going up to touch his throbbing head
"No..." He said, gazing up at him. "I want..." but he lost interest and trailed off. "...Where are we...?"
"Oh..." He said, embarassed. "Sorry about all...that..." he propped himself up with his elbows.
((Okayz. Will you be on afterward?))
He shook his head. "How idiotic of me! They didnt even put up a fight! Im so weak and stupid and...and...I'm such a wanker! A twat! A FOOL!" he shook his head in disgust
He shook his head. "How idiotic of me! They didnt even put up a fight! Im so weak and stupid and...and...I'm such a wanker! A twat! A FOOL!" he shook his head in disgust
((Lol, dont be! Duty calls, am I right?))
He gasped at his touch and pulled him down to the bed with him. "Al...Alright..."
He gasped at his touch and pulled him down to the bed with him. "Al...Alright..."
((One can hope! Lol!))
He nodded, sadly. "Patch...? I have something to say..."
He nodded, sadly. "Patch...? I have something to say..."
"I...First of all, I'm sorry for what I said before. And, second, I want to tell you that..." He touched his cheek gently. "I think I love you...And..." He couldnt finish, though
"Then...kiss me..." He said, parting his lips slightly.
Preston giggled slightly out of the corners of his mouth and kissed back naturally. It didn't feel strange anymore, he thought.
Preston pinned his shoulders down to the bed and deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue in slyly.
He took his tongue and slid it across Patch's teeth soundlessly. He had never kissed this way before, but all of a sudden these types of things came naturally to him. While keeping their lips firmlt attached, Preston wiggled Patch's buttons with his pinkie finger, just suggesting...
Preston broke apart to begin on unfastening from the top. Eventually, their hands met in the center, and he blushed. He helped Patch slise out of the shirt, discarding it to the ground
Preston moaned loudly, biting his lip so a snicker of happiness that he considered embarassing wouldnt slip out. He looked down to Patch's lower half. "Can we discard that article of clothing, as well?"
"But...now..." He whinned, arching slowly into him. "I don't think i've ever wanted something so bad..."
Preston clasped his hands together in glee and watched with extreme interest
Preston looked at him sadly, and turned away, back facing Patch. He didnt know why, but he became melancholy all of a sudden. Maybe he doesnt want me, after all...
Preston sat up, and pulled back the covers of the bed. The little lantern that held a flickering flame was turned off in an instant. "G'night, Patch. I'm terribly tired...All that being thrown around and such. Lets continue this later, shall we?" His head hit the pillow and he said no more. Of course, he didnt want to sleep
Preston heard him sigh, and turned to face him. "Its for the best now, isnt it? That we dont do anything rash."
"I figured you wouldnt, so I stopped myself for your benefit." He said, convinced
In the dark, you could visibly see the drastic kaleidescope effect Prestons eyes held when he was happy. "Really?"
"Like...naughty things?" He asked, giggling softly. He was still a child at heart, so things like this he never took seriously
"Hmmm..." He looked up at the ceiling, as if all the interest in the world was up there. "Well...We can always..."
"If...You feel up to it..." How incredibly awkward. He could barely say anything without laughing.
"YES!!!!" He said, and wrapped himself into Patch spontaniously. "Please!"
Preston undressed whatever was left and...yeah...>.<
((Should we skip?))
((Should we skip?))
((Okayz...ow about we start with the morning))
Preston was in deep sleep, breathing softly close to Patch.
He cooed softly, hair rustling as he turned a bit, restless dreaming. Preston had always been a restless and deep sleeper. You'd have to shake him to wake him.
One eyelid opened, then closed just as quick. "Uh..." He crooned, before slightly waking. "Patch...?" his voce was dreamy and far away
"...Hi...I just wanted to *yawn* make sure you were there and all and that I hadnt just imagined last night on my own..."
This made Preston smile wide, grin reaching his ears practically. "Good...I'm glad..."
"Neither I." He smiled sheepishly. "Care to make a habit of it?"
Preston gave a little wink before sitting up. "I thinkwe should think about going back, huh?"
Preston looked concerned for a secnd, hands folded in his lap. "Well, in that case...We can stay. Gallavanting around the Inn sounds fine?"
"Hmm...That can be arranged..." he pushed him back down and snuggled into him
Preston pressed himself against Patch, placing his forehead on his bare chest. "God, how could I have denied you for so long? How could I have possibly missed out on this? Why was I so stupid?"
"I'm sorry I was so stubborn. Its just not a natural thing, our love...."
Preston nodded carefully. "But if what we are commiting is sin, then i'm so glad its you i'm going to go to hell for, love..." He snuck his hand into Patch's and held on tightly.
Preston was uncomfortable with the aspect of people wanting him instead of him wanting them. "No one has ever told me that. Not even my mother or...anyone. You really love me, don't you?"
At this, Preston ceased breathing. He jsut stared at him, eyes suggesting warmth but body going slack. he thought this over for a few seconds, before inhaling sharply. "I love you, too."
((Lol, hai! We need drama. We could like...make a new person and add to the story....idk, but we need SOMETHING or someone))
((Thank you!))
Preston tingled all over, from the kiss.
Preston tingled all over, from the kiss.
((He's so cute! How should we use him?))
((Okay, which one? Mine or yours? And do you just want to time skip to there?))
((OKAY!!!!))
Preston and Patch walked back to the Institute, hand in hand. Preston kissed Patch one last time before throwing open the doord and breaking apart from him
Preston and Patch walked back to the Institute, hand in hand. Preston kissed Patch one last time before throwing open the doord and breaking apart from him
"Rightly so. Fighting horrible...demons all night can really wear out a person." He smiled, and walked with him, scoping out the area for people. "Thank you, Patch. For coming to my rescue..."
Preston gasped and clutched at the bed. He moaned and screamed through gritted teeth. This hurt a lot more than it usually did