Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]
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				Title: <strong>Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 23:02:08</strong>
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				It was an incredible experience to be onstage. To have a crowd writhing for them, pressing against each other, faces red and hands shaking as they clawed their way up to touch him. He loved the way that they grabbed at him, begging for more. They screamed his name, the band's name, their hands gripping his ankles and nearly tipping him off the stage.<br><br>With a sultry laugh, he sauntered backwards, watching as a wave of bodyguards pressed the crowd away from the stage. His voice rose, swelling upwards, the vibration peaking at an incredible point. He had been chosen not only for his looks, but for his voice. He'd been signed to the label at fifteen and gone through incredible training to perfect his voice; he'd been trained in opera and then used that for rock, adding a heavy vibration to his voice, giving him the ability to slide through scales like they weren't even a challenge.<br><br>It had been his looks that had signed him first, though, of course.<br><br>As the singer, he would be at the front of the stage for a decent amount of time, and his face had to be perfect. He'd gained the label's attention in an ad his mother put him in for some sports drink. He hadn't been cast in it, but he'd been signed to the agency. His mother was Japanese, his father Swiss, and he'd gotten the best of both worlds in terms of looks. He'd been blessed with his mother's high cheekbones, plush lips, and inky hair. He had his father's snowy, almost translucent skin, fine, almost delicate nose, and icy grey eyes. Between the two of them he looked like a walking doll, all trussed up in leather pants and a T-shirt, strutting about the stage. He sang his heart out, and gave Ciel the opportunity to get in a few fabulous solos, but not enough to stress him out.<br><br>Didn't want his friend's little personality coming out too much.<br><br>After the performance he strutted backstage and collapsed onto a couch in their private dressing room. He looked up, holding out his arms for a hug from Ciel, always playful. It was only for his bandmates that his icy exterior cracked. "Great solo." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 00:29:41</strong>
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				Nothing existed to Ciel minus the music when he was on stage. His eyes were tightly shut behind his glasses as he played wildly and skillfully without a note nor break out of place. He lacked the jealousy many band members found themselves feeling when most fans didn't know him as anything more then the guitarist. He was a good one, his more memorable moments that actually occasionally got him remembered were those moments his friend was trying his best to avoid. <br><br>Mista' Jangles was far less happy being in the background. He had destroyed an amp on one occasion and very nearly caused a dangerous situation involving the stage lights and the audience. Ciel still got confused when he was asked about that. <br><br>Ciel didn't have to worry quite as much about how he looked. While he was still attractive enough for photo shoots and covers he was out shined by the singer. Again he was perfectly fien with it. He got to play his solos, got to get lost on stage with a high that rivaled any other. He still dressed like any proper guitarist. A fine green coat he had specially made for his musical life. Designer jeans that loosely hung from his legs and of coarse the famous Mista' Jangles. The nickname no one but the band knew about. With a further secret that Ciel didn't know about. <br><br>As the performance ended he let out a exhausted sigh and brushed his sweat soaked hair back with a wide grin. He always got a bit hyper after a performance. To the point that once he had gently placed his beloved guitar against the wall of their dressing room he practically tackled his friend with a happy laugh. “M' solos don' 'old much'a candle to ya singin'! Nor the entire night! Dat was wonda'ful!” He hopped back with his hands held high, glasses crooked and a wild grin. His cajun accent slipping out in his excitement further showing why he couldn't even properly keep pitch as a back-up vocalist. <br><br>He was a genius with his Gibson though.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 06:53:27</strong>
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				"No," Akira purred, "You were a delight. Your guitar is...incredible." He grinned, then, letting out one of those raspy, throaty laughs he was so famous for. He was the sex symbol of the band, the one mothers wanted to protect their daughters from. Only recently he had appeared on a solo cover of Rolling Stone, microphone cord wrapped all around his thighs, tongue caressing the shaft of the microphone.<br><br>It had been a hit, of course.<br><br>He grinned, hugging his friend, swinging him about in the air. He felt a connection to Ciel that he didn't feel to anyone else and it was an absolute delight to hold his friend close. He snuggled him up against him and then finally disentangled themselves, gently poking his friend's cheek when he heard the accent. "Cute," he laughed, then headed towards the bathroom.<br><br>He locked the door behind him.<br><br>There, he looked in the mirror, seeing all the flaws that both were and weren't there - shadows under his eyes that were there from the late nights, bags that weren't. The fact that his frame was lanky, which was true, and the fact that he was fact, which he wasn't. It all blended together but he knocked that away with a quick little tap of some white powder on the sink and <em>zip</em>, he was good, a quick snort and he was shot all the way to high heaven.<br><br>He shut the door behind him when he came out, bathroom sink clean, baggie well-disposed of. His pupils were blown out wide but other than that, he looked otherwise normal, a lazy grin gracing his exotic features. "So, which one of you is sharing my room tonight? Ciel? Good." <br><br>The band often split rooms two/two, with two beds in each room. Akira always grabbed Ciel, since they were so close, and he liked to cuddle. The only pity was that the guitar always had to be in the room, though he'd come to accept that as just a part of who Ciel was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 01:14:42</strong>
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				Ciel grinned happily, letting the subject got as he happily hugged his friend back. A little squeak escaping him as his his grip grew ever tighter around Akira as he was swung around. He always was worried about being flung off into the wall when that happened. He stumbled a bit once he was let go before pouting at the mention of his accent being cute. <br><br>It was one of the main ways to tell who was in control of Ciel's body. While he may try his hardest to hide it during an interview or the few times he spoke on stage it was still always evident. Except when his inner demon escaped. Mister Jangles lacked that accent which was instead replaced with a calmer southern one. They were similar but easy to distinguish. Without paying attention to his mannerisms or energy this was the easiest way to tell when Ciel was there or when he was 'asleep'. <br><br>As Akira disappeared into the bathroom he pulled his guitar case out from his bag. The soft carry case with their band name plastered proudly across it. “Y' bitch about it wheneva' I put ya in dis but it keeps ya clean! Not like it shuts y' up any. Oh stuff it!” He muttered to his guitar, placing it carefully into the padded case before closing it up and placing it in the corner of the room where he could grab it once they left for their bedrooms. <br><br>Mister Jangles always went where Ciel went. It took a lot of convincing to try and get him to do otherwise. Whenever he was made to go with out it on the plane normally meant he was clinging to Akira's arm to prevent himself from having a panic attack in its absence and lead to unneeded attention. Besides akira he considered Mister Jangles his closest friend which was understandable seeing how this particular friend was somewhere in his mind. <br><br>Ciel grinned in Akira's direction and snagged Mista' Jangles as soon as he heard Akira once more claim him for his room. He moved to Akira's side and grinned up to him. “Long as we ge' somet'in' ta eat first! M' arms 'urt and de only way t' properly calm it is t' get somet'in' in m' stomach."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 06:10:52</strong>
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				"Room service," Akira drawled, slinging his arm around his friend's waist. He was fine being touchy and gentle with his best friend - afterall, it wasn't like Ciel didn't often hold onto him. If Mister Jangles wasn't around, then he would cling to Akira, which he didn't mind at all. He was incredibly protective of Ciel - though he was always a bit scared when Mister Jangles came out. That more calm, smoother Southern personality always belied a bit of danger. <br><br>He cuddled his friend up under his arm and shuffled them into the waiting Escalade, past the screaming girls, holding him tight. <br><br>They arrived at the hotel, security blocking the way so only they could come in. Akira pushed Ciel into the elevator ahead of him gently, waving goodbye to their other bandmates. Their room was lush - it always was. They were incredibly successful, and their manager always took good care of them. He made sure that they fit their image - particularly Akira.<br><br>Afterall, it had been their manager who had given him his first taste of coke.<br><br>Not that Ciel knew that. He made sure to keep that bit of himself away from Ciel, made sure not to tell him that. He didn't want his friend to know that he was an addict. He whipped out the roomservice menu immediatley, flopping onto the soft white bedding. <br><br>"Mmm...what do you want? Take your pick." He tossed it towards his friend, pale eyes warm, though only for him. It was rare - he almost never looked open, but around his friend, he opened up a bit. He would get a salad, of course, that he would pick at. His great fear was getting fat and being dropped from the label.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 13:16:01</strong>
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				Ciel simply gave a wide grin and leaned into Akira's side. He snuggled into the man and let himself be lead out with the band and their manager in tow. Going out in public like this always lead to tabloid speculations, the magazines were itching to get more information on them. Their manager had been sure to help lead them off any trails and hide certain secrets from the public as their fame grew which just made them hungrier for more. They believed the two to have a very loving relationship, especially after the first image of Ciel making Akira his cuddle doll when they first tried convincing him to do a group interview sans Mista' Jangles. While fans enjoyed seeing he paranoid guitarist using the singer for comfort, it lead to instant classification as the two being a couple.<br><br>This was something Ciel cared little about. He rarely paid attention to the tabloids that didn't include a review of their success and whenever question he just kept his normal quiet behavior and left Akira do the talking. Ciel was keeping up the image of the shier cuter member of the group after all. Something he hardly was around his band members and friends.<br><br>They had said it was for his own good after all. People wouldn't understand his strange relationship with his guitar. <br><br>Once in the lavish room he was quick to find a proper resting place for the guitar. “Always so surprised 'ow dis place looks in comparison ta our olda' rooms. Rememba' dose ratty lil' hotel rooms we 'ad ta cram inta? Felt like a bebette. Mista' Jangles always got so pissed 'avin' ta be shoved inta a corna' all night. Prefers a more comfortable place.” He pulled the guitar out of its protective shell and placed it on the couch where he left it. <br><br>His jacket and shirt was soon tossed to the bed opposite of them and his boots were kicked under the same bed. He hopped energetically next to Akira as he just looked over the menu from next to the boy sitting over him with his legs curled up to his chest. 'Erm.. Neva' got crawdads. Get hooked on de t'ings as a kid an' can jus' neva' find dem when out 'ere on de road. De envies for dem is beginnin' t' drive me mad. I'll take a burga' den.” <br><br>Ciel was far less concerned with getting fat. While his small stomach normally meant what ever he got consisted of a to go bag for later he did eat as much as he could. Thanks to how much he bounced around with Mista' Jangles as well how energetic he could be he normally burnt it off. Besides, he didn't need to be as body conscious as the band's face. He did continuously pester him about eating more. <br><br>He snagged the phone on the table next to them and quickly dialed it in as he leaned his back up against Akira's shoulder. “Bonjour! Can we ge' some room service? Wantin' a burga' wit' everyt'in' ya got on dere as well.. Er.. Said burga'. B-Burger!” One thing Ciel always had trouble with was talking far to fast and letting his words get far to peppered with the cajun accent. Whenever he had to repeat something he gained an adorable look of annoyance that neared a child's pout. For an instant, his normal speaking voice sounded a lot more southern. <br><br>“Right! Wit' everyt'in'. As well, er..” He leaned back suddenly practically sliding into his singer's lap. “'n you cher? Not anotha' salad I 'ope! Y' need protein! Meat!” His voice changed drastically, though that inquisitive stare nor his posture changed one bit. “Do look stunning when ya let ch'self get all starved like that. I'm sure ya getting protein somewhere too..” That voice disappeared just as instantly as it came, with Ciel still staring up at him oblivious to what he just said as always. “At least get a salad wit' chicken or somet'in' in it dis time!”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 20:15:58</strong>
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				The gay rumors didn't concern Akira - afterall, it only served to raise their popularity. The more tabloids they sold, the more famous they got, and on and on. It was effectively a self-perpetuating cycle. He sat cuddled with Ciel up against him, glancing up at the ceiling once they were in the room, letting him go only long enough to set Jangles down on the couch. He knew better than to ask why it was that a guitar needed a comfortable resting place - he knew better than to question anything at all involving Mister Jangles. It had a tendency to aggravate the guitar's personality, and cute and shy and quiet as Ciel could be, the same was certainly not true for Mister Jangles. <br><br>He looked around the room, nodding, laughing softly, "Yeah, I remember. The places we used to stay were such shit-holes. Tiny and all that." His own voice was smooth, slightly raspy, as though he'd constantly been disturbed from a fantastic round of sex. Another reason he'd been chosen to be their singer - people would have been happy if he'd just sat there and read them the phone book. <br><br>"No crawdads, sorry, cher." He'd picked up calling his friend cher from Ciel - when you heard it often enough, it had a tendency to stick. <br><br>He grinned when his friend ordered. It was a rare thing, to see Akira smile. He was such a perfectionist that not much pleased him, but at the same time being around Ciel drew it out of him. It was nice, really - Ciel drew out that side of him more than anyone else. His smile was slightly crooked, with a dimple on the left cheek, making him all that more attractive. Hearing Mister Jangles rear his head momentarily and speak, though, sent a shiver down his spine. <br><br>He wrapped his arms a bit closer around Mister Jangles - or rather, Ciel, as he came back into his body rapidly. He didn't say anything about it - he'd gotten used to his friend slipping between the two personalities. Mister Jangles, though...there was something about him that both scared him and intrigued him. He seemed to get more face-time with the guitar's personality than anyone else in the band, as well. <br><br>"Fine...salad with chicken, then." He cuddled Ciel into his chest, letting him sit in his lap, not particularly caring.
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				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 01:15:17</strong>
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				"Great! And a chicken salad wit' de dressin' on de side. Drinks! Er.. meh, jus' use de mini bar. Au revoir!" Ciel leaned back over towards the side table to put the phone away before leaning back into Akira's chest with a happy little grin. Those small rooms where part of why he was so close and touchy with his friend. Often it was him he shared a bed with leading him to get incredibly close with him. Especially since he normally clung to a pillow or buried himself against one, Akira was forced to become that as the cajun slept. With a guitar's arms he was also a bit difficult to pull away from. <br><br>To any observer it was easy to mistake the two for lovers because of this. How Akira acted differently around only him and how Ciel treated Akira compared to anyone else. He wasn't the only one either. Their manager had even noticed that whenever Mista' Jangles appeared he would normally focus on the singer as well appear more when the two were alone. Whether he spoke to Ciel often about him was left to debate, since ciel's half of the conversation was the only one anyone got to hear. <br><br>"Really, just give the guy a kiss or something. We'd look darlin' togetha'." His posture grew more relaxed as Mista' Jangles turned his head to stare at Akira again, slowly turning so he was facing him with that sly grin of his. He leaned close to him puckering his lips before that smirk reappeared. [color]"Unless you ain' the type t' make the first move. Would be happy to do it myself."[/color] A little cackle before it reverted to Ciel again, made obvious by a confused stare at the sudden change in position. <br><br>He looked around a bit before simply shrugging and flashing his usual grin finding the position very comfortable. His arms circled around Akira's shoulders and would just lean up against him as long as he was able. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 21:10:15</strong>
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				Akira curled himself around Ciel, just cuddling him up, only letting him go to set the phone back down on the reciever. He was exhausted, honestly - but at the same time, he enjoyed the feeling of a body wrapped up around him. It had been a long time since he'd actually been with someone - with the exception of a few people here and there - and Ciel was so comfortable wrapped up in his arms. <br><br>That was when Mista' Jangles reappeared, turning so that he was in his lap, facing him. His breath caught for a moment, looking at him, eyes widening slightly. No, it was true...he wasn't the type to make the first move. If Mista' Jangles had made the first move then he would have believed that perhaps Ciel as well wanted him, but as it was, he wasn't even sure which way Ciel swung. Was he straight, bi, or gay?<br><br>He was slightly flushed when Ciel surfaced again, smiling faintly at that confused stare, knowing that he wasn't certain what Mista' Jangles had said while he had taken over his body. <br><br>He nuzzled his friend's cheek, running his fingers back through Ciel's hair. Just enjoying the closeness. It had been a long time since he'd held somebody or been held, and he planned on just enjoying it for a bit. He was already thinking of future songs they could write, but he was giving himself a little moment, a moment in which to enjoy the physical closeness and the buzz of the coke.
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				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 21:58:24</strong>
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				A happy little sigh escaped Ciel as he relaxed into the warmth of Akira's arms. His eyes fluttered closed so he could focus on only the warmth. It was the main reason he had grown so used to cuddling with Akira every night was this wonderful feeling. It made him feel far safer and warmer than a simple blanket ever could. The reason he normally joined without a shirt, well that was more Mista' Jangle's idea. Ciel didn't entirely mind the tabloid claiming them to be lovers because he truly wanted those articles to be true. <br><br>Seeing it wasn't helping to much, minus the touches to his cheek and hair that the boy was growing lost in, Jangles decided to take matters into his own hands. "Oh for fucks sake. Gotta do everyt'in' around 'ere don' I?" Taking Ciel's distraction from Akira's touch as a means of gaining more control he brought his hand up and tangled his fingers into the boy's hair so he was forced to look him in the eye. That calm smirk forming a bit as he stared at him a moment. <br><br>"Always huggin' and cuddlin' and ya don't even take advantage of us?" His other hand gestured to his skin with a wide grin. "Fine, if you're to much of a pussy to do it yourself. Allow me." He forced the boy's head forward, tilting his head up to allow their lips to Meet. His hips slid forward in order to help him pin Akira with the best of his frail body's capabilities. Jangle's would keep this up as long as he could without being thrown off.
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				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 23:16:01</strong>
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				They had been so comfortable, just the two of them, holding onto Ciel. He knew that the other boy read the tabloid articles but he'd never known what Ciel thought about them; if Ciel was disgusted by them or if he was intrigued. Would Ciel have been interested in him; would he accept him if he ever made a move? That question, plus the drugs, had been speeding along in his system for quite some time.<br><br>He looked up with Mista' Jangles reappeared, not particularly phased by the switch in personalities, at least not until the other man tangled his fingers in his hair. It made him wince slightly but sent a shot of pleasure all the way down his spine and to his groin.<br><br>His lips parted in surprise, looking at the other man, pale eyes wide.<br><br>"I..." he swallowed back whatever he was about to say, head suddenly tugged forwards. Ciel's hands and arms were surprisingly strong. Probably because he was a guitarist. His body immediately accepted the shot of pleasure and he pressed his lips forwards, not at all minding the pain of the fingers in his hair, arms wrapping up around the body pressed so tight against him.<br><br>He kissed him hard, their lips crushing against each other, nipping at Jangles' bottom lip. He was a bit scared of the guitar's personality; like Ciel, he saw it as something separate. Not as another personality or side of Ciel, but as a separate entity, one that just happened to be sharing a body with his best friend.
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				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 00:15:24</strong>
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				"No fair leaving us as the only ones showin' flesh. Been itchin' to see that perfect skin of yours in person." Jangles kept his lips close to Akira's as he spoke. Less then an inch kept it from being a true kiss. The nip at his lip had just fueled his motives further. His hips ground up against Akira's under him as a little smirk formed. "Both of us have been wanting to see every inch of you. Ciel lacks the balls to admit it." <br><br>Jangle's brought a hand down to trail over his own crotch. A look of lust crossing his features and even sneaking lower to attempt to cop a feel of Akira's. "Lucky you, I do. As well to go much much further. Been stuck with the full torrent of Ciel's wants and needs with you seemingly unable to give him what he wants. That makes me very, very restless. I ain' gonna handle this shit anymore. I am calming his needs." <br><br>He nipped at Akira's lip before his hands went down to attempt forcing the singer's shirt off him. "Whetha' you accept or not!"<br><br>Ciel had been holding onto his feelings for fear he would lose the relationship he had with Akira currently. The problem was it began to fester and create that strange attraction that Jangles had with him. With Janglers being far less caring and far more brash it lead to a very poor way of showing how Ciel had felt.
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				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 00:24:48</strong>
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				They were so close. Their lips hovered in front of each other's, both of them clinging onto each other, pressed close against each other. He was amazed to hear the words dropping from Jangles' lips; he hadn't known that either of them wanted him. He watched hungrily as the other man's hand trailed down Ciel's body, cupping himself, and then moving on to cup his own crotch. His eyes fluttered shut in pleasure, hips lifting slightly, pressing tightly against Jangles'. It couldn't have been more clear that he was already achingly hard. <br><br>"Ciel wants..." he didn't seem fully capable of thinking, the words trailing off for a moment. He was glad to know, but at the same time focused on nothing but the fact that his friend was pinning him down onto the bed. There was something rather threatening about Jangles.<br><br>Something that was incredible exciting. <br><br>His shirt came off easily - the buttons were snaps, mostly so he could rip it open onstage. He shrugged his shirt off without a second thought, revealing his pale, flawless chest. "More," he gasped, a growl tinting his voice. He wanted more. He had always been a bit scared of Jangles, and was curious to see where his growling and demanding the other man would get him.<br><br>With Ciel, a more gentle touch was required, but he had a feeling that Jangles could give him that painful rush he was looking for.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 00:58:18</strong>
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				Jangle brought his hand back down as soon as he had thrown the shirt behind his carelessly. A wide grin formed as he returned his palm to Akira's crotch under him. He rubbed and fondled the hard bulge with a soft moan of his own. "Oh from the feel of this impressive piece here, we aren't the only one that wants something." He palmed and fondled the boy's crotch before licking his lips. His own pants were obviously straining from his own hard length. <br><br>He reached down and began to unbutton Akira's jeans, but stopped suddenly. An idea popped into his head and he wasn't going to just let it slip away. Slowly Jangles stood up and began to unbutton his bulging jeans letting his slightly larger than average cock bounce into view hidden only by Ciel's pair of boxers. A cute set of green covered in numerous musical notes. <br><br>Just one look at the man standing over Akira with that predatory look and heavy breath just showed that he was horny beyond belief. After wanting this for so long all his lust began to explode out in one motion as he thought about what he planned to do to the stunning singer.<br><br>Once more he made a lewd display of rubbing himself as he tossed his jeans over his shoulder. "you're right. Ciel wants more.." He pointed towards the boy's legs as he licked his lips. "Wants those off so we can see every beautiful inch of you. Most of all though." his hand shot out to grab Akira by the hear against and shove his cheek up against his crotch. If the man didn't pull away he wound grind up against his skin as he slowly licked his lips. "We want you to have a closer look, darlin'."
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				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 01:41:20</strong>
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				Akira's lips parted in a soft moan as the other man returned his hand to rub at his aching hardness - only exacerbating the problem as each moment passed - and he let out another soft sound as the other man began unbuttoning his jeans. His eyes were wide, eager, more than willing to enjoy the feeling of Jangles' body up against him. Of course, it was Ciel's body, but it seemed to be Jangles when the other man took over.<br><br>He had another way of moving, a way of taking over Ciel's body, filling it up with something threatening and alluring and delicious. <br><br>"Jangles..." he gasped, watching as Ciel's pants were unbuttoned. His friend was certainly well-endowed, and he could help but think of how good it would feel to have that length buried deeply within his body. <br><br>He unbuttoned his own pants as the other man said Ciel wanted to see every inch of his body, a smirk playing on his own lips, showing his dimple. <br><br>He cried out in surprise as the other man's hand shot out, winding in his hair, yanking him forwards so he was bent over with Jangles' length right up in front of him. His cheek rubbed against it, and being shoved around like this was certainly getting to him, grinding his own aching length up against the other man's thigh. <br><br>He parted his lips, loving that sweet accent washing over him, letting his tongue reach out. He slid down the other man's boxers, licking slowly up his length from base to tip, plush lips wrapping around the head. He was more than willing to get a hands-on look at what was right before him. Being shoved around and told what to do appealed to him - it was a natural reaction. He'd been pushed around and owned by his label since before he'd come into his new persona as a singer, and it was something that made him ache with lust.<br><br>At the same time, he could get rough - Ciel would experience that soon enough and the thought of taking Ciel as his own only made him want more - but Jangles had a thing about him. That something dark - maybe it was because Jangles could come and go without a trace, disappearing back into his friend's body. He was willing enough to let Jangles shove him into this. His mouth was warm, wet, letting out a soft moan that vibrated along Jangles' length as he bobbed down. Between the drugs and the lust, it was almost as good as being on stage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 02:36:09</strong>
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				A airy chuckle escaped from Jangles, unable to let out his usual one as the need kept his breath heavy. Only a hint of Ciel was awake while Jangles was around but it just made Jangles feel even more of a connection to Akira, one that he lacked in comparison to the true owner of this body. The connections were getting crossed leading to a momentary look of confusion and embarrassment that showed, for the slightest moment, Ciel had gained consciousness. That expression was gone in an instant to be replaced with that of Jangles. <br><br>Jangles laid back after grinding away at the boy's face in a sense that seemed like he was trying to mark him with the sent of his arousal. Using a mix between his feet and his hands he shunted Akira's pants and underwear away so he could stare down at nothing but his naked prey. An almost feral growl escaped Jangles at the sight before he finalyl let his head fall back against the bed. His boxers soon was in the pile with Akira's own clothes. <br><br>His leg moved to push the singer's cock up against his stomach allowing him to rub and stroke over it with his thigh. "So eager darling. Mn.. Why did I wait so long to snag my delicious prey. just keep sucking darlin'. I know you can do better. Pretty thing like you must have tasted a dick like this at least once before. Take in more!" He pushed his hand down suddenly to make the male take more of his needy cock into his lips. He body shook with pleasure from the boy's skilled lips. <br><br>It was that pleasure that kept him from slamming the boy into the wall and shoving into him at that very moment. The pleasure distracted him yet his warm mouth just made him think of where else he could be shoving it. <br><br>Jangles was very aware of the power he held. If he did something that akira didn't like then he could easily revert to the far more innocent Ciel and go without punishment for his deeds. While he hadn't used that little 'power' of his yet he was very eager to test what he could do with a sweeter meat shield at his disposal. "Say my name again. If your good, maybe I'll satisfy you as well."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 02:46:55</strong>
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				Akira wanted more. He wanted to be taken, fucked, forced into more. He wiggled his hips so the underwear and pants could come off of his body freely, reveal him. He let out a soft little sound, doing his best not to lose his self-control, but he was utterly bare and the other man was holding him down with his length shoved deep in his throat. Their clothes were in a rumpled pile, tangled together, just like their limbs. <br><br>He loved being called 'darlin''. The name was such a pleasant little touch of Southern charm, something that only Ciel and Jangles had. He let out a choked groan, though, as he was suddenly shoved down.<br><br>His nose touched the other man's groin, bumping the pubic bone, having to relax his throat so he wouldn't gag.<br><br>His throat muscles trembled - the very fact that he didn't gag or pull up gasping for air showed that he'd certainly done this before, that he'd taken more than one cock down his throat and that he was well trained. <br><br>His head bobbed, tongue slipping up and down the other man's length, plush lips wrapped firmly around the base of his shaft. "Jangles," he gasped, voice raspy and dripping with sex, "Please. Please, I need you to...God, I'm so hard..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 03:27:39</strong>
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				Jangles and Ciel both had their similarities, minus the obvious shared body. Their use of pet names for Akira was to most obvious one. Ciel's cher and Jangles darlin' came about thanks to the two spending far much more time together than anyone else in their life. Yet this particular similarity shared another piece of interest. Those nicknames stayed for Akira. Neither Ciel nor Jangles had nver called anyone else those terms of affection. Minus once during and interview, didn't entirely count seeing how it was towards fans and not towards anyone in particular. <br><br>"Oh yes. Ya really do know what'cha doin'. good boy." He cooed out and thrust his hips upwards to cram every inch he could into the man's lips. A gasp being ripped from his lips before suddenly he shoved Akira off. "Just what I wanted ta hear darlin'." He pushed Akira up against the bed practically straddling him as he planted himself over him. <br><br>he snagged the boy's wrists and pinned them over his head with a soft coo escaping him. he took a moment to just hover above him and stare at the stunning body below him. He rubbed their cocks together teasingly a moment as he took in the image of the singer he wanted so badly at his mercy. <br><br>"Such a stunnin' singa' you are darlin'. Like my own precious doll laid out like that." He forced one of the male's legs up with his other hand allowing him to rub his cock up against his anus. He began to push inward teasing him further. "Need me to do this~?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 04:10:18</strong>
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				He wasn't terribly used to being roughed up in bed. He was used to strong lovers, but this...this was something entirely different, something that had him going utterly wild. He let his head stay still and let the other man slam into his throat, eyes shut, moaning softly. He was doing his best not to let his gag reflex kick in despite the rough treatment.<br><br>He was suddenly shoved off, scalp aching from the rough treatment, gorgeous eyes hooded. <br><br>He looked as sexual as he did onstage, but far more beautiful in person, like some gorgeous doll all laid out. Just for Jangles. It was as though he was giving himself to him, and between the drugs and sex, he was flying high. <br><br>He moaned, loudly this time, when their cocks were rubbed together.<br><br>Akira's dark hair tumbled into his eyes, painting a beautiful little picture, his moans sounding almost like music. <br><br>He cried out as the other man suddenly shifted him, a slim leg over his shoulder, the lean lines of his body all folded in on themselves. His ribs were visible, just barely - he always dieted and did coke to the point that it wasn't entirely healthy - but he was beautiful nonetheless, powerful in so many ways and yet in that moment, breakable. "Please!" His voice rose up, desperate for Jangles, voice almost warbling as though he were singing. "Please, I need you, I need...fuck me. God, fuck me so hard I can't walk..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>18-01-2011, 02:50:56</strong>
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				Jangles licked his lips at the sight before him. Ciel's and Jangle's feeling for the male always did grow when on stage, how sexual he acted and irresistible he looked always inspired Ciel to play better. Though his mind was far from what he was doing as he was more focused on the wild images playing in his mind. One of the reasons it was rare to see him without a bright blush when on stage before he got lost in his playing. All the images that Jangles was finally bringing to life. <br><br>To have that look directed only at him further made Jangle's day. His hand moved down to grab Akira by the chin and force him in one place. His lips slammed down against his lips in a fiery kiss at the same time he shoved his dick deep inside him. <br><br>He moaned out right into the boy's lips as the man's tight hole enclosed around him making him shake and grip the male's skin a bit tighter. A vice grip from his strumming hand that showed he wasn't going to let Akira move until he was good and ready to release the kiss. The other supporting himself while keeping the singer's wrists pinned. <br><br>"That's the plan doll. Mn.." <br><br>He kept stationary for only a moment to speak. Then he began to move. His hips slamming into the boy, slowly to get a feel for it at first but soon enough ramming in and out of him with no sign of slowing down. His moans began to fill the room far more harsh and wild then Akira's were sounding more like grunts and growls than anything.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 04:52:48</strong>
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				Akira's head fall back onto the pillow and he let out a sharp, raspy cry as the other man slammed into his body, holding his face in place so that their kiss couldn't be broken. He bit Jangles' bottom lip, but his grip released as the other man slammed hard into him, holding him tightly with his strong strumming hand. <br><br>"Ah..." <br><br>He arched, then, taking Jangles so deeply into his body that he filled every inch. It almost hurt but Akira was begging for more, his whole body buzzing with pleasure, long, slim legs bent over the other man's shoulders. "Oh...oh!" his voice rose up, raspy, begging for anything that Jangles could give him. <br><br>"Bite me," he gasped, "Fuck me harder. Mark me..." he wanted a physical mark from Jangles, a bite, something, anything to prove that the personality was real and that he wasn't crazy. Something that he could admire later. And now that he knew...well, now that he knew Ciel wanted him as well, he had a feeling that he was going to get much closer to Ciel's sweeter personality.<br><br>All the same, there was none of that on his mind.<br><br>All that was on his mind was the other man pounding him into the bed, hitting that sweet spot buried deep within his body, making a hoarse scream rip out of his throat. He was begging for more - and no one, no one but Jangles could make Akira beg for anything.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>20-01-2011, 03:22:01</strong>
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				Jangles licked along his lip once it was bit. The slight pain it caused and the delicious roughness made him shudder and found harder into him. The hand pinning him down tightened a bit more to further help him keep himself up and give Akira a rougher experience. His nails dug into his skin all the while continuing to pound into him. <br><br>"Bite'cha huh? My. Aren' you a kinky one." <br><br>Jangles leaned forward and began to lick at his neck. His teeth trailed over his skin gently to tease him, doing this a few times on either until the skin was lightly irritated and red. Finally he sucked a bit of skin in and bit down tightly, sucking inward and gently chewing on the skin to leave the desired mark to claim the boy as his. <br><br>His hand shot between them to grip Akira's cock and begin wildly stroking him in tune with his wild pounding. His fingers stopped only to tease him by tracing his shaft or sack before returning to his stroking. <br><br>He was being continually fueled by the boy's moaning and begging. He knew the begging would only for him, he doubted even Ciel had it in him to do anything but beg for more himself. The power was enough to fuck the boy under him raw. Jangles actually wanted anyone passing their doors or in the rooms around them to hear the beautiful singer calling only for him. "Mn.. Fuck! S-so wonda'fully tight doll! Nn."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 04:35:54</strong>
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				He thought that he might go mad from the pleasure coursing through him - he couldn't focus on anything but Jangles. He felt teeth scraping against his skin and his nails dug into the other boy's back, leaving marks that Ciel would get to notice in the morning. He cried out again, not even thinking about the fact that someone might hear them, might hear him screaming for Jangles. <br><br>What a story that would have made for the tabloids. <br><br>He quivered, all of his muscles tightening around the other man as he was stroked, nearing that edge. When he felt teeth sink into his shoulder and nip at a mark, drawing it up, he let out another low cry and struggled to hold back the pleasure so it wouldn't be over so quickly.<br><br>He wondered if he could make Ciel scream like this.<br><br>He screamed Jangles name, then, as the pleasure crashed into him, fueled by the drugs, making him see stars. His voice tapered off in a hoarse shout, whole body trembling, muscles clenching around the other man, making his body even tighter than it had been before. <br><br>Trembling, panting, hair mussed and pupils still in pinpricks from the drugs, he quivered underneath the other man, taking in great shuddering breaths.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 05:47:01</strong>
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				Outside was just that type of person that would be able to sell such a story. He didn't know whether or not he would in the end though, he just stood before leaving the room service cart at the door, the heating trays would keep it hot long enough for them to finish. As he left for the elevator he was debating whether or not he should. The idea of getting paid for such a story was a very strong motivator for him to do it though. It caused a bit of a smile to cross his lips at the idea. <br><br>Jangles shuddered as his edge came closer and closer. He began to lick the red mark that claimed the singer as his. It further helped him get closer and closer to the edge. Especially when he got marked along his back.<br><br>Her lifted his lips up to his ear, breathing out into it. "Now t' mark you properly darlin'." <br><br>With his hands no longer pinning the boy he moved them to grip Akira by the hips to allow him to slam into him with greater force. His head arched back as with only a few more thrusts he exploded deep inside the singer's ass. He yelled out the boy's name before leaning down to shove his tongue into the boy's mouth in a fiery kiss. <br><br>"nn.. F-fuck.. Show me who pleases' best doll." He panted as shot after shot filled the boy's insides, Jangles's body shaking from his climax. "Cum!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 17:04:30</strong>
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				Jangles slammed into him with such force that walking was certainly going to be a challenge the next day. His whole body was aching for it, for more, and his head arched back, screaming the other man's name as he came hard. He screamed Jangle's name, whole body writhing underneath him.<br><br>His muscles clenched, cumming hard between them, clutching at Jangles and screaming his name again. He had no idea that the waiter outside had heard them, that he was being obvious - though, to be fair, he as hardly being subtle with his begging and pleading for more. <br><br>He lay trembling underneath Jangles, gasping desperately for breath, chest rising and falling in fluttering breaths. <br><br>"Ah..." <br><br>His body was perfect, all laid out like that, utterly bare, still trembling from the exertions of their lovemaking, or rather, their wild fucking. Jangles had really put him in his place - which was exactly what he had wanted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 01:09:29</strong>
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				Jangles licked his lips as he looked his prized singer over. All his, trembling and gasping. He slowly pulled himself out and laid next to the man happily covered with the man's juices. "Going t' be makin' sure that you are well taken care of from now on darlin'." He licked the red mark and closed his eyes, resting next to him with that cocky smirk he always sported. "This next part is going to be fun.." <br><br>As Jangles leaned his head back he did what was to him sleeping. Returning control to Ciel. <br><br>Ciel's eyes opened again with a confused look. "My glasses're foggy.. Why am I so.." He seemed to realize exactly how under dressed he was. He looked down at himself, then to Akira. He was utterly lost on what to say, mouth opening a bit wide as he looked between both of them. <br><br>"W-what.. when, I.. when." He let out an embarrassed squeak as he tried to fumble over what had just happened. He was still exhausted from what jangles had done which made his mind even more hazy. His fingers were gently poking at his own cum covered stomach further adding to his embarrassment. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 20:35:56</strong>
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				Akira let out a soft moan when the mark on his neck was licked, still trembling over so slightly, watching as Ciel's head tilted back and Jangles slowly gave way to his more innocent counterpart. His eyes widened, wondering how the guitarist would react to the sudden occurence, to seeing his best friend and himself naked and wound together and covered in cum.<br><br>He gently caught Ciel's fingers, drawing one into his mouth slowly, eyes glancing up at the guitarist.<br><br>"Jangles came out to play," he murmured softly, nuzzling the guitarist's wrist. "It's alright. I never realized...never knew you had feelings like that for me. I'm glad." <br><br>He drew the guitarist down against him, wrapping Ciel up in his arms, letting out a slow little breath. Come what may, he would have these little moments to calm him, little moments in which he could hold Ciel close and just enjoy the skin contact. <br><br>He smiled, "Don't be upset, hm?" <br><br>Aching from the sex, exhausted, he looked at his friend's confusion...and his eyes widened. He sat up, picking up a pad of paper, moving over from the bed to the table, where he hunched, slim and beautiful, scribbling down lyrics and markers for a beat that Ciel could improvise on. "Wild Side" would later become a huge hit, all thanks to Ciel and Jangles and what they inspired in the singer. <br><br>He worked without speaking, pen flying over the paper, scratching words out and replacing them, chewing the end of the pen. Finally he set it down, letting out a soft sigh, running his fingers back through his hair. <br><br>He turned to Ciel, then turned to the bathroom. Their toilettries cases were already there courtesy of the roadies, and he hurried in, shutting the door. He turned on the sink so Ciel wouldn't hear him indulging, tapping a thick line out, straightening it with a small mirror he kept in his bag. He sniffed up the line easily, pupils dilating, pleasure surging through his body. It was unbelievable.<br><br>He trailed back out into the bedroom, knowing Ciel would understand his proclivities, his moodswings, his tendency to disappear into the bathroom for hours on end. He settled back onto the bed, looking the guitarist over, a smile playing on his plush lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 17:56:36</strong>
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				A soft noise escaped Ciel as he watched the traces of cum on his fingers get licked away. His mouth just began to open and close like he were a fish utterly unsure how to adjust to the sudden change. He loved it and felt amazing it just had happened so suddenly.<br><br>He didn't fight the sudden hug at all just closed his eyes and relaxed into it with a sweet smile. He nuzzled into him and wrapped his arms around him in a soft sigh. <strong>"I.. I'm not upset just a bit, confused. I still don't know what you mean by Jangles came out ta play..Wait what?!"</strong> He jolted and sat up as well to stare at Jangles with wide eyes. <strong>"You can.. How come ya never told me?! Is dat why I keep.. Damnit Jangles!!"</strong> He snagged a pillow and chucked it at the guitar beginning to bicker with him the entire time that Adrian was writing. It could still be heard when he went to the bathroom. <br><br><strong>"I-I just wanted my first time like dis ta be, ya know, conscious! What do ya mean it isn' de first?!"</strong> From that point on the discussion on Ciel's end fell completely into French. Ciel sounding more and more flustered thanks to the guitar to the point that when Akira came out he was standing naked with the guitar looking ready to smash it. His eyes widened as he stared up at the singer, face turning red as he gently placed the guitar back on the chair and looked away. <strong>" er.. We 'ad a bit'a a disagreement.. I-I'll um.. 'old on."</strong> He suddenly hurried towards the door so he could lean up and peek outside. suddenly he cracked the door open in order to check outside. Once he was certain he couldn't see anyone he reached out and snagged the cart left outside so he could hurry it inside completely missing a little flash from down the hallway. He pushed the door closed and gave Akira a weak smile. <br><br>Even if he had just, apparently, had sex with him he was still a bit shy to be suddenly so exposed. He tried to make up for this by hiding his crotch behind the cart still a bit unsure of himself. <strong>"Seems um.. Seems de food is 'ere.."</strong> He chewed on his lip a moment and stared at the cart. He really was unsure how to respond to the news Jangles just informed him of. <strong>"H-has.. How long has he been able to.. Erm.."</strong> He tapped up at his own head unsure what he was trying to indicate with the gesture. <strong>"Also was 'e 'er.. Was 'e good?"</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>02-02-2011, 05:09:33</strong>
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				Well, at the very least, he could understand why Ciel was so confused. The poor boy had just had a decent amount of things shoved onto him all at once. He smiled faintly, leaving his newfound lover to argue with the guitar, doubting that he'd actually do any sort of damage to the instrument. Afterall, Jangles was...well, Jangles was so important to Ciel that he doubted he'd actually hurt him. They were effectively inseparable. <br><br>Akira smiled faintly when he came out, practically glowing from the drugs running through his system. He watched as the other boy went to get the food - the fact that there was a flash of a camera was utterly lost on him - and he eyed it slowly. He picked at the salad, then smiled, drawing the naked boy towards him. <br><br>He held the other boy close to him, nuzzling Ciel's shoulder, pulling the food towards them so that they were on the bed together.<br><br>He shrugged, "I dunno. He's been coming out for a while...but I think only I can tell, really. I mean, the others know that something's going on, but...Jangles only really talks to me, when he comes out." <br><br>He smirked, though, when asked if he was good, nipping Ciel's shoulder. "As if something coming from you could be anything less than fabulous. Yes. He was...mind-blowing." He took a few bites of salad and then pushed it away - constantly avoiding food seemed to be one of his great strengths.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>12-02-2011, 15:11:03</strong>
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				Another cute blush fired its way across his cheeks. He couldn't help but to keep looking down between him and Akira in order to see all of the man's naked flesh. If it wasn't for himself still a bit dazed from the post-sex glow he would have shown more of a reaction then a little twitch in his loins. <br><br>Unlike Akira this glow wasn't from drugs, he was obviously very happy minus his embarrassment. He nuzzled the head on his shoulder and pulled the burger into his lap so he could eat it easier, further pulling himself into heave as he bit into the delicious meat. Unlike the food avoiding singer Ciel needed to get all the energy he could from the protein rich foods he ate. Always acting like he did required energy, as well the high movement lifestyle was a bit taxing on an empty stomach. <br><br>Which made his lover's constant fasting seem so weird to him. After a few more bites he looked to his lap and got an idea. With a small shy but sneaky little grin Ciel placed his burger back on the plate before sliding right into Akira's lap. Being called mind-blowing, even if not conscious from said described event, made him all the more shy and jittery. He loved it and it further made him happy to feel the contact. The idea of how he could be treated when not taken by Jangles was rolling through his mind. <br><br>A soft sound escaped him as he felt the other male's warm skin under his bare ass. It made him smile a bit wider before he began to give a little pout. “Eat more! We both t'ink ya gonna get to skinny! I-I mean ya incredibly sexy which apparently is de reason Jangles focuses on you, goin' by 'is words, but ya need ta eat more afta' a show!” <br><br>He got a good bite onto the fork before he began poking at the singer's lips with it. “Come on, ya 'ad ta 'ave at least gotten a bit more'a an appetite from all dat singin'!”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>17-02-2011, 00:09:39</strong>
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				Akira held Ciel close as he curled closer. It had been so long since he'd had someone he could hold. It had been so long since he could dominate and be dominated, both of which he desired desperately, Ciel embodied that - the sweetness he desired to have around him at the end of they day and the powerlessness that he could gain under a stronger hand. Ciel had both of those personas within him. <br><br>He looked at the bite being offered to him, and turned his head away, curling Ciel closer into his arms. He took in a deep breath from the soft skin at the crook of his neck. <br><br>"I can't, you know that." <br><br>He looked at the food, obviously hungry, but refused it all the same. "Our manager would kill me if I gained a pound - plus, I'm levelling out. I haven't been able to lose weight lately." Though he'd just started upping the amount of cocaine he was doing, so that helped. It should show soon enough, he figured - he'd get that heroin-chic figure again so that no matter the angle of the camera, he'd never look fat. <br><br>Little did he know that Ciel had just been photographed naked, gathering food for both of them. If the tabloids got ahold of that, it would be a huge scandal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>01-03-2011, 08:35:22</strong>
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				Ciel was incredibly happy to be held so close, it was a mix of that and the skin on skin contact that kept his cheeks an eternal pink hue. He fidgeted a little from the wonderful hug he was in, putting the food down ignoring it just to enjoy the embrace. He snuggled back into it and simply let the warmth take in. <br><br>Before Akira had decided not to take his attempt at getting him to eat more.<br><br>A look of annoyance came from the back talk, he spun around on his lap and prodded him with the fork of food. "De 'ell amount'a fat'cha gonna get from a salad? It's salad! De only way ya gonna get less calories is by a tic tac diet or jus' celery! I know ya made me 'ungry from whateva' Jangles did, so I KNOW you're 'ungry! Specially since ya lookin' at de lettuce like it were prey. Ya gotta eat at least a lil' more. Please? If de managa' gets pissy well.. Jangles say's 'e'll beat 'im wit' 'imself. Though 'e wants t' 'it jus' about anyone." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>03-03-2011, 17:38:17</strong>
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				Akira laughed when the other boy prodded at him with the fork of food, finally conceding and taking a small bite of the salad. It took only one bite before he pushed it away again, setting it aside. He settled into the pupils, relaxing into the bedding. <br><br>He yawned and curled into the bedding. <br><br>He tugged the other boy down around him, almost hard, spreading Ciel's body over his own so he was laying on top of him. "Just come rest with me. Get some sleep." <br><br>He knew they had another brutally difficult show coming up, along with a tour, and he had a photoshoot early the next day for a solo magazine cover. He yawned, nuzzling Ciel's shoulder, gently nipping at the skin with a playful smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>04-03-2011, 00:53:54</strong>
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				Ciel was pleased with at least having gotten him to take one more bite. It was better than nothing after all. The small victory lead him to push the cart off to the side. His burger was completely gone. Their manager never got on his case because, for one, he was just the guitarist and two, rarely appeared in photos not including the entire band. Which always had Akira as their center point. <br><br>A little sound of surprise escaped him as he was pulled onto Akira. He stared down at him before a cute blush played over him. He fidgeted about a little so he was nice and comfortable. This involved sliding down to sleep at Akira's side. He clung to him tightly and buried his face into his chest with a pleasant smile. "alright.. See ya in de mornin' cher." He drifted off fairly quickly into his newly found pillow, giving the occasional hum of a guitar riff as he tended to do in his sleep. Though he sounded much happier now. <br><br>With the introduction of the internet the tabloid could be updated quicker than they could do anything about it. While it wouldn't make the magazines until the beginning of the next week the tabloid the journalist posted to updated over night, with it a few of the band's websites. The story of Akira and Ciel hit the web over night. The picture of Ciel, with the proper area blurred of coarse, was there for proof but the main picture was of Akira, Ciel and a blacked out image. The question of the article was who 'Jangles' was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>04-03-2011, 04:43:32</strong>
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				Akira stirred early in the morning - about four a.m. He knew that he had to get up and get moving, so he slipped out of bed, tucking the blankets back in around Ciel. He kissed his forehead, slipping into some comfortable clothes, and then headed out to the photoshoot.<br><br>This one was a solo one, one with him artistically spread out on a bed of shattered glass. His fans appreciated seeing him seem to fall apart, and seeing their singer's reflection fragmented back at them a thousand times as he lay on the broken glass only seemed to make the shoot all the more poignant.<br><br>He didn't check the blogs or updates - everyone knew better than to let him know - Akira was known for being viciously tempremental when something went wrong. <br><br>He ran his fingers back through his hair and shifted a bit on the glass. He needed a hit - his breath was tight in his chest. It was hard, he realized, and getting harder not to take the drugs. He had to be careful about that - deflect his addiction to something else. He had to pour himself into his music, or something. Anything so that every waking second wasn't spent thinking about his drugs. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>04-03-2011, 05:21:14</strong>
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				When Akira left Ciel only gave a slightly annoyed mumble. Having clung to the male the entire time he slept he wasn't entirely pleased to have him move. It was only a simple sound as he didn't wake up. He simply curled up tighter under the blanket and slipped back to slip. The only words that escaped at Akira left wasn't his, made obvious by the accent. <br><br><strong>"Do save us a copy darlin'."</strong> A little chuckle escaped but his eyes didn't even open. It had only been a quick change in personality. <br><br>It took a while for him to finally sit up and begin waking. He stumbled his way to shower and woke himself under a pleasant stream of water. After drying off and getting dressed he plopped down at the bed so he could enjoy his usual energy drink and idle web surfing as he woke up. One of his usual checks was news. The normal news bored him so he avoided it. It was of coarse the news of the musical world. New songs to draw inspiration from. As well of coarse news on other bands for anything he'd be shoving onto his phone. <br><br>What he saw when he got on the website nearly made him coat the laptop with a layer of AMP. He coughed and sputtered as he forced the liquid back down his throat, hands plastered over his mouth as he stared wide eyed at the article. <br><br>"Wh-where de fuck did dey 'ide?! Oh.. Oh god." A vibrant blush crossed his cheeks as he stared at the, thankfully blurred, pictured of his naked body. He wasn't as bold as Akira nor his alter-ego. This made he begin fidgeting and partially freak out. Which of coarse meant soon enough he looked absolutely calm minus the annoyed stare at the computer. <strong>"Never did like journalists."</strong><br><br>This wasn't good, he needed to contact the manager as well Akira. The first choice was of coarse Akira, he never did get far in a conversation with the manager without wanting to take over and drive the man up the wall. He put his stuff away, got ready to leave and pulled his phone out. He was likely in the shoot so a simple text would have to do. <br><br>'There is a bit of a situation. - J' Hopefully that small clue should be enough to tell him to call as soon as possible. <strong>"no one to hurt, no one to screw.. Really, this is new."</strong> Jangles chuckled softly and began to head through the lobby, trying his best to keep Ciel's twitchy stance just in case. <strong>"What ta do while I wait."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>04-03-2011, 06:10:05</strong>
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				It was only a few minutes after the text arrived on his phone that Akira called back. The water was running in the background, making it clear he was in the bathroom, washing makeup off of his face. "What's up, Jangles? What do you mean there's a situation?"<br><br>His voice was raspy from screaming for Jangles the night before and the show he'd put on just hours before that. He sounded edgy, annoyed, as though he was already in a bad mood.<br><br>The singer had never been easy to work with, afterall.<br><br>Jangles and Ciel never got the brunt of it, but they could tell when Akira was on edge. His back hurt and he'd sustained a number of small cuts minus the wardrobe team doing their best to keep the glass from cutting him as he moved around. <br><br>He pulled on a fresh shirt, keeping the leather pants they'd given him, deciding that, having liked them, they would now join his wardrobe. His entire wardrobe was made up of knick-knacks, all taken from various photoshoots.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>04-03-2011, 07:29:13</strong>
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				A little smirk played over his lips at the raspy voice. It made him chuckle a bit before he ducked somewhere he could talk without being overheard. He lit up a cigarette before finally explaining what was happening. <br><br><strong>"Well as I am sure you can tell something worked little Ciel up to the point'a gracin' you with my presence. He got so worked over the picture they took that he just got a little to overwhelmed. Figured before he freaked out I should explain to you before he tries getting me to destroy all copies. Oh and there is a bit involving the article too. He isn't quite as bothered by that though."</strong> He couldn't help but laugh a little, opening up the little piece of paper he wrote the main website down on. <br><br><strong>"Much as i enjoy you showin' 'ow wild our night was with that tired voice'a yours, seems it made my presence a bit betta' known to the music listening populous. See, not only did they get a picture of this body's naked ass they also put the pieces together. The relationship is all over the internet just like Ciel's body. This is why he is so frantic ya see. Now they also caught my name, luckily they aren't bright enough to put the pieces together. They think it is another guy! interesting huh?"</strong><br><br>He named off the website to allow Akira to look the article up himself if he wanted. <strong>"Now Ciel is worried that bothersome manager of yours is gonna kill him, as well being mortified, and I simply called to figure out the proper action to take."</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>06-03-2011, 02:32:47</strong>
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				He could hear the click of a lighter on the other edge of the phone, and he copied the sound, whipping out his own pack of cigarettes and lighting one casually. He let out a slow breath of smoke, listening to Jangles talk in that smooth accent to him, making sure that no one was going to overhear them. <br><br>"Picture?" <br><br>He gently let his teeth touch the edge of the cigarette's filter, letting out another slow breath of smoke, sighing softly and tapping off a column of ash. "I wouldn't say interesting," he murmured, a note of anger coming into his voice. "Considering that whether or not they think you're someone else, they now think that <em>I'm</em> gay." <br><br>He used his smartphone to type in the address while still on the phone with Jangles, cursing quietly the minute he saw it, shaking his head. "Fuck," he whispered quietly. "Leo's gonna kill me." His manager, of course, the man who made his life all that much harder, the man who had signed him at thirteen, trained him and prepped him and primped him into the star he was to become. <br><br>"Goddamnit." He knew the tabloids were selling out, "I don't know what to do," he finally murmured. There was the sound of something tapping, a credit card on a ledge, and then a soft sniff as he took a bit more of his 'medicine'. He couldn't deny that he was addicted - not when his skin itched for it and then his body seemed to explode with pleasure at that little bump. "Fuck. What should we do? Just ignore it? Release a press statement?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>06-03-2011, 09:42:53</strong>
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				A bit of laughter came from Jangle's end of the phone, relaxing up against the guitar case he currently used as a seat. He quieted for a moment only to let someone pass by. He was hidden well enough but he didn't need someone following his voice out of curiosity of him doing something he shouldn't be. <br><br>"Really darlin' I t'ink de propa' phrase is 'know'. Know ya gay. Otha'wise what I did last night must be a very confusing experience. Wonda'ful as it was." He sighed, letting a ploom of smoke roll from his lips. <br><br>"Well ignorin' it will simply cause more press ta sniff around for another payday. Leo isn't anything you should worry about either. Figure if he starts causing trouble I'll have to make a formal introduction of myself. See if I can scare 'im otuta being such an uptight idjit." Slowly he pushed himself from the guitar case and picked 'himself' up from the ground. He made a check to see if anyone was around that looked suspicious enough before heading out. He had to keep an eye out. <br><br>"Press release is the only option. Yet I am normally am not around for one. Ciel normally leaves me behind or he is left behind. Always one or the other. So what exactly would this entail? Denying or embracing? since I am pretty sure my existence wouldn't exactly help matters any."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>06-03-2011, 16:44:08</strong>
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				"My career's dead in the water if people figure out that I like guys," Akira muttered softly into the phone, shifting his body so that none of the stagehands could hear him. He pulled his hair back into a messy ponytail and headed out to the waiting car, slipping in, starting to head back towards the hotel. <br><br>As they pulled out of the photoshoot he sighed, letting out another breath of smoke, clearly not happy about the shoot, "Fuck. I'll have to tell fans that I guess I share a room with Ciel sometimes, but we're not sexual in our relationship..."<br><br>He shook his head.<br><br>"I have no idea what I'm supposed to say." <br><br>He didn't want to do this. He didn't want to have a press statement because of something like this - it threatened to ruin his career. He couldn't lose his career because he'd had sex with Ciel...or rather, with Jangles. "There's no way that I can release that in a press statement." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>06-03-2011, 18:36:49</strong>
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				"I am sure ya over reacting. Sure you'll get a stream of new fans that dream of you and this body grinding against eachotha'. Or is gay the taboo one? Really I don't follow the news much.. well, Ciel doesn' so I never get the information. Not like I care to. Isn't that fake lesbian band real popular? Tattoo but spelled real off? Yeah. Shouldn't be dat bad. t'ink dat Leo 'as ya to 'yped up really. Over-reacting." <br><br>It was a trait the two shared. Though it was for different reasons. The two held that carefree attitude and with Jangles it was truly because he couldn't care less. With Ciel though he simply stayed oblivious. He was far to peppy to pay attention to any darker news, and especially to peppy to listen to their manager. While Ciel was still mortified he was the type to expect all this to blow over without a hitch, he would with any problem really. <br><br>"It is simple really. Ya eitha' deny it or embrace it. If you go for the former do be sure you explain it to Ciel. I am not one to share such information, not a clue how ta explain it without turning him red. Just so he don' 'ave another little stress fit. Oh yeah, anotha' option bein' ta ignore.. It." His speech slowed as he noticed a couple people moving around the hallway, one or two noticed him. He began to notice how they looked in his direction and tried to get closer first. "Gotta go, I do believe that these are the journalists Ciel was worrying about. Been a while since I had to run, good luck wit' Leo~!" <br><br>He quickly hung up the phone and bolted just as the journalists that were trying to get to their room noticed he had snuck out. He swung his guitar over his shoulder and tried his best to avoid them before the fact he had just smoked got the best of him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>07-03-2011, 01:14:57</strong>
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				Akira shook his head quietly, leaning back on the seat - maybe he could say he was bisexual. The question was whether people would believe it - bisexual could open up a whole new stream of fans, but if people thought he was gay, he'd lose a whole portion of his fanbase...girls didn't want to see him perform if they couldn't have the fantasy that one day, however distant, they could potentially be with him. <br><br>"I think I'll just ignore it..." he mumbled as Jangles sped off to avoid the journalists. He didn't need this right now, not with their tour going on, and their fame rising to ever-higher levels. He couldn't deal with that. Not with the possibility of his career crashing down around his ears.<br><br>He brushed past the assistants once he got to the concert venue, ignoring the screaming paparazzi, not wanting to even think about anything they had to say. <br><br>Trailing into the backstage area, giving small smiles to the waiting fans but uncharacteristically not approaching them, he headed back to start getting changed. Little did he know that that ignoring of the fans would bring about an even bigger firestorm - everyone was speculating that he was so stressed because his true sexuality had been outed. <br><br>He sat back in the chair as the team started to get his hair done, swallowing back his fear, hoping that the show tonight would be able to go off without a hitch. <br><br>God, he wanted some blow right now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>18-03-2011, 06:17:53</strong>
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				<em><strong>”Know what? Fuck this. I ain’ a runner.”</strong></em> As Jangles turned a corner he stopped suddenly, a look of confusion forming as Ciel found himself far from the hotel. He heard loud noises behind him and for an instant gained a deer in the headlights expression that was captured on the camera of a few paparazzi. His instincts soon kicked in and with a bit of a scream he bolted far faster than Jangles had. <strong>”Jangles I am going to murder you!”</strong> <br><br>It took a bit of maneuvering but Ciel soon found himself back in the hotel away from the rabid journalists. He hurried to one of the higher floor near by his and Akira’s room. The elevator ride up was filled with him gasping for air and collapsing against the wall of the elevator. Soon as he left the elevator his time was spent arguing to his guitar. <br><br><strong>”S-so let’s figure dis out. Ya take ova’ cause I don’ like dat my ass is all ova’ de tabloids, so you go outside?! No, we need to go see Leo! I don’t care if you think he is an asshole, he’ll know what to do surely! M-maybe he can get that picture away too. I DON’T CARE HOW PROUD YOU ARE OF OU-MY BODY! It is mine! You’re the guitar, you just have a lease on it or something apparently! I’ll make Leo call a shrink again! Oh I swear to god if you make me flash an audience.”</strong> His arguing stopped as he heard a door open behind him. He stared a long moment at one of the hotel’s residents with the same expression he gave the paparazzi. <br><br>This only lasted a few moments before he suddenly bolted down the hallway again in search of his manager’s room leaving the very confused resident behind. It took a call to the front desk but soon enough he was pounding on Leo’s door in a very frantic manner. <strong>”LEO! P-Please open up! I don’ wanna get raped by de media!”</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>21-03-2011, 00:30:50</strong>
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				Leo opened the door a moment later, looking up at the slim young man standing before him, smirking ever so slightly. He let him in, shutting the door immediately, pupils incredibly dilated. He was high as a kite - he had taken a good three or four lines the minute he walked back into his hotel room.<br><br>"Come in, sit down...catch your breath." <br><br>He smiled faintly and sank onto the bed, letting out a slow yawn, propping himself up on his arms. "The media certainly seems to be taking the photo pretty seriously..." <br><br>He lit a cigarette, taking in a slow breath, "I'm thinking I'll just ignore it - if we don't release a statement, they can't prove anything either way. You know they're just going to try and twist our words around to make it sound like whatever they want. Instead I think not responding is best..."<br><br>He glanced at Ciel, "Did you run all the way here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>22-03-2011, 13:35:13</strong>
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				Ciel took a moment to pant and grunt. He went right for the minibar to grab himself something to drink. A sprite was his choice, he needed to quench his thirst after all. The boy chugged in, coughing and gasping half way through, before tossing the can into the trash and collapsing on the couch. He had never run so fast or hard in his life. Jangles smoking didn't help either.<br><br>"Media.. Media chased me." He said finally, pulling his glasses off to rub the fogginess and sweat off them with his shirt. "Jangles went outside.. Oh, oh alright Jangles. He was talkin' ta Akira. Blacked out after reading the article." He got a napkin next to help clear the sweat from his face and hair. <strong>"Think I could have one of those?"</strong> His accent changed, this time Ciel caught it. "NO! No I am not having a cigarette! I..Actually.. Actually that might help." Ciel was far to stressed to even noticed he had caught Jangles speaking for him this one time. Namely because he heard it from the direction of the guitar, not from his own mouth.<br><br>He placed his face in his hands and groaned. "They are taking it seriously?! My ass is all over the web! I am lucky it is censored or my dick would be too! I.. I didn't know they were out there! I didn't even know he was being so loud! I.. I was just hungry." The boy pouted and returned his glasses to his face. <br><br>"What should I say if they ask me about the picture? I mean.. I never had the media after me! I'm just the guitarist! I admit I am a master at it." Jangles had helped put a large level of egotism in his skill at a guitar. He wasn't far from wrong either. "But everyone was after Akira! The fans were more interested in the Adonis instead of the guitarist! What do I do?" <br><br>He couldn't help but blush. With his mind running far faster than usual when he made the comment on Akira's looks a wild blush crossed his features when he instantly remembered the male naked and under him. Naked and holding him. Walking into the bathroom helping give him a complete mental picture of him. His hands shot over and covered his face. What Jangles said next he didn't catch. <strong>"The boy isn' exactly taken ta the idea as you see. A little worked up. Hilarious ta see 'im like this over somet'in' so small."</strong> Jangles chuckled before Ciel finally looked up. <br><br>"So.. So ya not steamed at me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>27-03-2011, 07:38:09</strong>
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				Akira couldn't help but laugh softly, but he held out a cigarette, knowing that as Ciel calmed down a bit he would accept it. It was still a bit jarring to watch him switching so rapidly between personalities, but he was growing used to it, particularly because he spent so much time with the other boy. <br><br>"Don't worry about it. We were...Jangles and I..." Akira couldn't help but chuckle softly, "We were a bit loud, yeah." Akira was much calmer than he should have been, much happier. It was the drugs speaking, of course.<br><br>His own little split personality.<br><br>He laughed softly as the other boy said that he was a master at guitar; he was, and there was no denying it, but it was cute to hear him be so proud of himself. <br><br>He flushed, though, when told that the fans were more interested in him, the 'Adonis'. Akira wanted to tug the boy against him, calm him, assure him that it was alright. That he was happy. He lay back against the bed and crossed his legs, then paused, shaking his head. "I'm not...happy, but I'm not angry at you. Just a bit..." he shrugged, clearly a bit unhappy at the thoughts running through his mind, "Just a bit dissapointed that I can't lead some semblance of a normal life. I mean, why is it anyone's business who I sleep with?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>30-03-2011, 11:56:16</strong>
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				At first he seemed a bit hesitant in taking the death stick. That was until Jangles got impatient and snagged it for him. <strong>"Id'jit. Ya a damn musician, act like one for a change."</strong> "I neva' smoke before! D-don' blame me.. So.. I do what now? Got it." Ciel sighed and gave a little pout as he listened to Jangles talk to him in his head. He lit the cigarette up and let a plume of smoke out with a little sigh. "Alright, ya right Jangles. Dat 'elps." <br><br>Another blush as Akira mentioned how loud he and his alter ego had been. He didn't even have time to answer, Jangles beat him to it. <strong>"You were de loud one darlin'. Don' blame ya. I made sure ta ride ya ass hard, always took ya for a brutal bottom."</strong> He chuckled softly before Ciel took over again. <br><br>He bolted right to be next to Akira, hugging him around the shoulders and burying his frantic face into his shirt. The cigarette being held to the side with a hint of control thanks to Jangles. Ciel didn't even notice. "Everyones. Just like it seems ta be everyones business what ma' backside looks like. Easy ta explain dat one off.. Always did prefer sleepin' naked. Neva' did cause'a.. Er, well dat would'a been awkward and embarrassin'. Even if ya know what it looks like now." He smiled weakly and leaned up to plant a kiss on his cheek. <br><br>"It'll blow ova'. Dere are some dat cling to ya because ya look so er.. Jaw droppin'ly strikin'. Dere still are de ones dat listen to us because we are becomin' de latest gods'a rock!" He moved to try and force himself into the singer's crossed legs, giving him a cheeky smile. "Figure dat dem knowin' I got a bit'a a control problem 'ere would be a bi' worse for de rep. People would likely come ta see us kiss, people likely wouldn' come if dey don' know Jangles won' try attackin'. Which is silly really." He quieted a moment and looked to his guitar. "Oh.. so dat is why I lost dat psychiatrist. Regardless! Dis is nuttin' ta worry about. Though women fantasized 'bout boy on boy." He looked a little bit to the side with a bright blush. "Unless dat is jus' me.." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>04-04-2011, 00:46:34</strong>
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				The back-and-forth between Jangles and Ciel was a bit dizzying, but Akira had gotten used to it by now, and wasn't concentrating on anything other than eyeing Ciel with a slight grin. He smirked at Ciel's grin, but flushed a bit a Jangles' comment - though he couldn't deny that he was looking forward to bedding the guitarist's dominant side again. <br><br>He gently stroked his fingers back through his friend's hair as he bounced over to him, careful not to jolt him too much, but Jangles seemed to have the cigarette under control. Akira laughed, though, at Ciel's comments. <br><br>The slim guitarist always cheered him. <br><br>"Mmm. I do indeed know what you look like, now...all over." He smiled and gave Ciel a gentle kiss - an odd gesture for Akira, because he wasn't one to cuddle or be overly affectionate. The cocaine helped with that, of course - or else it did the polar opposite. It was always iffy with Akira. <br><br>"True. As far as our reputation goes..." he let out a slow breath of smoke, "It would be very, very bad if people knew about you and Jangles. But then again, it's a little secret that I'd like to keep between the three of us, anyways." He smirked as the other man looked at the guitar and said that 'that was why he had lost the psychiatrist'. He ran his fingers through Ciel's hair idly, shaking his head slightly, still concerned. <br><br>"Between the two of us," he murmured with that devilish twinkle in his eyes, "I fantasize about boy on boy as well." <br><br>That was when his email pinged insistently, and he picked up his phone, rolling his eyes. More obsessed fans, particularly that awful one - he went by the moniker of Firelog, and always sent rather nasty messages, though this one was more harsh than most. <br><br><em>Akira - <br><br>You know that you're mine. Why do you have to play these games with me? You think I want to see you fucking around with your guitarist? You're mine...mine...mine, and I hope you know it. I'll have to show you someday; you're clearly not understanding it. You shouldn't be slutting yourself up onstage; that's private, and I don't want everyone seeing you like that. Bad enough you do it onstage - but at least I know, then, that you're doing it for me - but now you're doing it for that guitarist? No, no. I'll have to teach you a lesson, Akira - you've gotten out of hand.</em><br><br>He shut the phone quickly so Ciel couldn't see - he didn't want to worry Ciel. He'd told their management about the threatening letters and was confident that nothing would happen. Ciel was too sweet to see those threats either, though he did worry about what might happen if someone were to try and hurt Ciel to get to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MistaKing</strong> on <strong>08-04-2011, 14:06:58</strong>
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				Ciel turned to snuggle back into the singer’s chest. His grin looking far less like its normal one that seemed to be able to shine through the worst situations, it now had a far more blissful look showing just how much he was enjoying Akira’s attention. <br><br>The poor boy would never have gathered that the different attitude was from his drugs. He didn’t even know of the addiction. Instead the most he knew of was what he took part in. Cigarettes were a first today but he had had a taste of alcohol and weed. The latter namely being thanks to their bass guitarist. <br><br>Once he had gotten himself comfortable he took another drag of his cigarette as his blush stayed strong, especially after the little kiss. “And I know how you look too. Though thanks ta many’a dem pictures ya take I knew a good amount’a it. Love knowin’ de rest though.” His hips wiggled up against the area he meant, though this was more the cause of Jangles. He couldn’t help but try and push the boy into what he wanted. <br><br>“Yeah, normally when people know about Jangles they begin acting like he would cause them trouble by simply knowing about it! Real shame really. Ain’ dat bad once ya get ova’ ‘is bitchiness ‘n occasional violence.” He leaned up to kiss Akira once more; he had grown to love the increase in affection between them to the point he seemed to be put into a better mood with each and every sign of the affection coming from his new lover. <br><br>Though his confession made him squirm, a little smile forming as he nuzzled up against him. “Fantasized about you often too, thanks to those pictures I keep seein’. It was ratha’ difficult ta not t’ink about boy on boy and eventually ‘ave your body pop up.” The message went by without him even noticing.<br><br>Jangles then decided to get his revenge for being called bitchy. While Ciel was fumbling over his little confession his hand began to move back to cup the singer’s crotch and gently fondle it, which made Ciel jump a little when he noticed. “J-jangles stop taking over my hands!” He whined, though didn’t pull his hand away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Siren Song [Sho and MistaKing]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>13-04-2011, 19:00:14</strong>
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				Akira let out a soft hum of pleasure as the other boy curled up up on. He smiled and nuzzled along the neck of the other man, tracing his lips up the side of his collarbone, gently nibbling along it. He laughed softly when the other man wiggled his hips, pressing himself up against the other man, molding their bodies together. <br><br>He liked seeing Ciel light up when he kissed him or hugged him; it made him a bit sad, if only because he knew that he wasn't going to be a good role model or even a good person for Ciel to be around. <br><br>He had enough problems that he didn't want to push onto Ciel or have them affect him. <br><br>"Mmm, you like boy on boy, then? I'm flattered," he murmured, that raspy voice hissing along the shell of his ear. He grinned when Jangles took control of Ciel's hands and he arched into the touch.<br><br>His head fell back and he let his legs spread a bit, glancing at Ciel, "If you like boy on boy so much..."<br><br>He bit his bottom lip, that sultry look filtering into his eyes. It was as though he was always on camera. He didn't seem to know the difference between real life and his persona anymore; they had filtered into the same thing. "Why don't we give it a try?" He spread his legs a bit farther, letting Ciel do whatever he was comfortable with, opening up his body to let Ciel explore.
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