[Andi and Dark] Magical Assassin RP
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Thread Topic: [Andi and Dark] Magical Assassin RP
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Shane stood on the bed. "I don't have to shut up," he sat on top of Dane. "I refuse to shut up. Want me to sing a song? I've taken singing lessons."
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Shane had no time to react at the sudden change in Dane's demeanor. He instantly fell silent. He didn't want to piss of the guy who shot him. Shane silently turned his head, staring at the wall, trying his best to ignore how pissed Dane sounded and the closeness of their faces.
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(SQUEEEEEEEEE)
Shawn was still trying to ignore him when it happened. When Dane went and kissed him. He froze up underneath the older boy, trying to process what was going on. He soon relaxed, though, and closed his eyes. He kissed him back while sliding his free hand up to cup Dane's cheek.
By kissing Dane back, he felt a lot more lovey dovey than the first kiss. Warmth spread through his body, making him ache for more. He pulled away from his lips, his eyes slowly fluttering open. -
Shane laid there in the bed. He rolled, laying down on his stomach, his head on his arms. Thoughts began to run through his head like there was no tomorrow. Did Dane just do that to see if Shane would react? Did he do it for the hell of it? Or did Dane like him? He bit his lip. He only now realized that he had feelings for the guy who practically kidnapped him.
"I'm gay." He said out loud, finishing his thought process. He rolled out of the bed, slipping his pants on, and headed out of the room. Since he didn't know the place, it would be pretty hard to find anything he wanted. Shane wandered around until he found a chair. He picked it up, carrying it back into the bedroom. -
(Shane: :I I will.)
Shane set the chair down. He then exited again, wandering around until he found one more chair. He proudly carried it back to the bedroom. If his offer to sing pissed Dane off, he wondered if a small fort would.
He put the chairs about five feet away from the bed, the backs facing it. He pulled the blanket over the chairs. Shane officially had a fort. He took a pillow off the bed, crawled into the tent, and got into a comfortable sleeping position. -
Shane let out a loud whine. "I don't wanna sleep in the shed. I wanna sleep down here." He unhappily crawled out, flinging the pillow at him, before taking it down. He stuck the chairs in the corner. "You're so mean to me," he hissed. "You're such an ass when it comes to me wanting something so simple as a fort."
He shoved past Dane, storming out of the room. He took off towards the kitchen. -
Shane started to look for anything snack worthy. Once again, finding what he wanted would be a challenge. He opened up several things but found nothing he liked. He was starting to get hungry.
He considered going to Dane to ask. Part of him wanted to, in order to apologize and get food. The other part wanted to stay mad at him and make him feel bad. Shane gave up the odd argument in his head and turned around, making his way into the bedroom.
"Daney, look. I'm sorry that I called you an ass. Can you help me find food, though?" Shane thought that it was a pretty lame apology, but at least he tried.
(Have fun. I'll probably be ready for us to do the thing by that point.) -
Shane's face went red. "Yeah. I thought it sounded cool... It doesn't?" He frowned, nibbling his fingernail.
(Sounds good.) -
"..Yeah. It's a pet name." Shane grinned. He allowed Dane to drag him into the kitchen, even though he knew very well he could have walked to it himself. "Yes!"
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Shane blinked. He gazed into Dane's eyes, thinking for a minute. "I don't mind at all. Feel free to do whatever you'd like, Daney." He giggled happily at the new name he gave Dane.
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Shane closed his eyes. He enjoyed the press of their lips together. The feeling was like a reward, but he still had to figure out what the reward was for. His body was obligated to whatever Dane wanted.
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Shane put a hand to his lips and sighed. "Whichever way. Cold is nice, warm is nice. I don't really care, to be honest. As long as it's pizza."
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(Yea, but I gtg)
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(Sorry, had to eat. .3.)
Shane happily took a slice, sitting on the table and nibbling on it. He sat there in silence. His eyes stayed focused on Dane. -
(Well.. It was.
I bumped the old one.)
Shane pouted. "You can be bisexual." He swung his legs back and forth, finishing the pizza up.
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