Soapy Land
Thread Topic: Soapy Land
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(Three babies and one of them is a teenage daughter who's just
she's a teenager)
"No," He muttered, shaking his head. "Not fast enough." It was a bit of a lie, this pace was perfectly fine with him.
"It is. I know his knock, Arcelio. Calm down, baby." With that, he gently detached the man, going to open the door. It was Charlie, but there were two people standing with him- Janelle and Ocean, the younger one in tears. Janelle, though her eyes were red, seemed perfectly calm and placid. Rayson stood there for a moment, before moving to let them enter. -
(Oh lord more teenagers)
Drake blushed, smiling a little. "Would you like to go faster, then?"
Arcelio hung behind Rayson as he opened the door, looking past him. He sucked in a breath when he saw it was Janelle and the little Ocean. -
(And a five year old and a six month old)
"Yes," He confirmed, leaning in for another kiss.
Janelle spoke before Rayson could. "I didn't want to help Archer. It was all I could do, Rayson. He.. He promised.. And he killed Corrin and my little.. Avery." -
(babiesbabies *^*)
Drake leaned forward as well, pressing back into Rosario's lips. He started at a little faster pace, soon tracing his tongue to the younger's lips, asking for permission in.
Arcelio lingered behind Rayson, but felt a pang of sadness. He'd spoken to Corrin only the day before, and now both he and Avery were... Killed. By Archer. ".. I'm so sorry, Janelle," Arcelio spoke up. -
(all the babies)
Rosario opened his mouth at the touch right away, letting out a little noise he didn't mean to let out.
Janelle turned, glancing over Arcelio, before giving him a sad smile. "Charlie and I are gonna go.. Take care of things. Take care of Ocean?" The carrot-head straightened up, shaking his head. "Whoa, no. I'm not.. He was.. No." -
Drake went on, exploring Rosario's mouth slowly, with deliberate intent. He put his hands on Rosario's hips, not pulling him closer, only resting there.
Arcelio's heart caught in his throat, and he had to contain himself at the offer. "I will, I will. It's not so bad, Ocean, we'll make lunch and watch telly." -
Rosario let out yet another noise, and, though he wanted to press closer to Drake, didn't. The older boy probably wasn't as into this at Rosario was, wasn't feeling the blood rush down like he was.
Janelle muttered her thanks, turned and left with Charlie. Ocean stood for a moment, and then shut the door, moving to sink onto the couch. "I'm not very hungry. And, anyways, who calls it telly? What are you, British?"
(screams a bit) -
(agh nO OCEAN BUT MIA IS CRAP)
Drake moved back from Rosario's lips, just hardly, so that they still brushed together while he talked. "Do you want to move to the bed?" He asked.
Arcelio gave Rayson a short glance before he went after Ocean, sitting beside him on the couch. "Alright. I guess I watch too much BBC. Is there anything you want to do? Are you tired?" -
"(#sorrynotsorry)
The boy nodded, and took a step back, pulling Drake with him until they both fell onto the bed.
"No, and no," He answered, sighing. "I want to go after my mom. What if Archer gets a hold of her? Do you know what he's capable of?" -
Drake only laid beside Rosario, too shy to hover over him. On his side and facing the other, he pulled an arm around the boy's waist to pull him close.
Arcelio slowly nodded, fiddling around with the television remote. "I do. But she wants you to be safe, and that's here more than out there." -
A bit disappointed in the lack of contact, Rosario couldn't help but let out an upset noise, squirming closer to Drake to, once again, kiss him. At the same time, though, one of his legs came up, winding inbetween Drake's.
Ocean simly shrugged, and then glanced around. "Where's Ro?" Rayson let out a little noise, and left to the kitchen to get a beer, before heading to his bedroom. Allen simlly nodded at Arcelio, and then went to go talk to Daniel. -
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Drake felt a moan escape his lips, and though he felt guilty for it, he pretended it hadn't happened and continued to kiss Rosario. The boy in his arm seemed more persistent than Drake, and he felt himself starting to get a little more eager.
Arcelio shifted, coughing awkwardly as he watched the room empty besides Ocean and him. "He's at a friend's house," Arcelio answered quietly. -
Rosario caught the moan, and quickly figured out that he wanted to hear more. He moved his leg up a bit more, pressing his knee aganist the crotch of Drake's psnts.
Ocean frowned. "Is that safe?"
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