Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 21:39:13</strong>
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				The moon peeked shyly from behind the clouds, full and hanging low in the sky as if it were taking great pains to lift itself into the black. Ranson melted in and out of shadows as he strode, rather purposely, down the cobblestone road in an old-style village about a mile from the nearest traces of asphalt. he continued on, the moon lighting his piercing blue eyes with the slightest peek from behind the clouds, and shrouding his steps while hidden behind the veils of wispy clouds passing through the night..0 though pale skinned with a dark mane of black hair, tall and Handsomer than would be normal, he was ignored, as was his preference, by all those he passed, allowing him to slip into an alleyway and disappear.<br><br>The bar was crowded, even more so than normal, not that bars weren't on a Friday evening in a big city. sauntering out of the cool night air, Ranson entered the bar, shrugged out of his coat and gazed around the room.
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				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 08:59:54</strong>
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				Nicky stood behind the bar, handing out drinks here and there as they were order, but mostly mixing rounds of drinks for the tables, sending them out with the girls who worked there. He'd only been hired because he was good at mixing a drink, if he'd been a girl he wouldn't have had to interview.<br><br>The bar was crowded, but most of what he handed out were bottles, which meant no real work for him.<br><br>He was working his way through school, though he wasn't sure where that would take him. He didn't get much attention, after all, he was a little shorter than average, his hair was long and styled in an uneven and soft fashion, dirty blonde and uncoloured. He what he wore was normal, jeans, t-shirt. He was lean, and a little muscled.<br><br>Truth was, the T-shirt covered bruises, and he was just counting the hours until he got another. It wouldn't be long either, but he was used to it. He watched as the door opened and someone came in, though he couldn't see who. The entries were slowing...and he'd started noticing the door more, as it was higher than the crowd. He kept hoping that the cops would show up, and bust somebody, and save him having to ice his ribs for another night.
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 08:13:41</strong>
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				The smells of the room, as usual, overwhelmed him. at first.<br>the usual smell of liquor followed by rich overtones of violence and the subtle hum of blood coursing through two or three dozen circulatory systems.<br><br>Ranson shook the though from his head with a quick movement, but noticed the bartender as he did so. the dim lighting illuminated his hair and eyes as he leaned over slightly to pass a waitress a round of bottles. he hunched slightly, favoring one side of his body over the other. Absently Ranson wondered why as he strode, with lengthy muscled steps, to the bar stool nearest the edge of the bar.<br><br><em>Young</em>. That was the first word that came to his mind as he got closer to the bar, watching the few social butterflies flutter about the room and flock around tables with the rest of their kind. Mostly the waitresses and waiters were near the age of the bartender, perhaps one or two illegally working in the establishment for sex appeal, appearing older than they were. Though, without really knowing why, the young man behind the bar, making his way over to take his own drink order, seemed more intelligent...more weathered and seasoned than his peers.
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				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 08:50:00</strong>
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				Nicky moved down the bar, giving the newcomer a perfunctory smile, one without much meaning behind it, and certainly no happiness. The man sitting there was tall, dark-haired, handsome, very much attractive, but Nicky didn't have any illusions about the place he worked, the only times he'd ever been flirted with, those doing the flirting weren't people he'd like to have known, let alone dated.<br><br>"What can I get you?" he asked, still smiling. It had always fooled everyone, his customer-smile, it seemed warm, but he was really just out in the cold, waiting until he could go home, even if it meant he'd go with another souvenir, to his ribs.
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 09:00:11</strong>
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				Fake smiles, easy to see through, but still nice to see them in function, especially in today's society.<br>He smiled back a small warm smile. small, but pleasant, not allowing himself to give away too much. Not allowing his interest to bleed through his teeth.<br><br>"Wine, please. White, not Red...something old....and a Shot of the strongest you've got...."he was vague intentionally, testing the boy before him to see what he could do with so strange a combination. Though he'd only seen him once, maybe twice before, always in some sort of injured state, Ranson couldnt help but see the pain in him...smell the bruises of spreading blood blossoms. It bothered him, for some unknown nagging reason, so much so that, upon his return, Ranson thought very seriously about offering his help.<br><br>whatever it was worth.
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				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 22:11:46</strong>
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				Wine...now that was an order he didn't often get, and apparently the man liked his drinks strong, because the strongest he had was, well, quite impressive.<br><br>He nodded, as though he'd taken the order before, and moved back down the bar, getting a glass, and bottle he'd never even had to open before, a vintage Chardonnay. It was expensive, but the man knew what he wanted, and so Nicky couldn't argue.<br><br>He uncorked it, and let it breathe while he got a bottle of absinthe, the absolute strongest thing he had behind the bar, and poured a shot. He poured the wine into the absinthe glass, only guessing that the combination might work, and moved back down the bar, setting the drink out for the man. The price was hard to figure out, a glass of wine was normally three dollars, though, the vintage was twelve, plus the shot...<br><br>"Thirteen dollars," he said, writing a tab and setting it where the man was sitting. It was odd, charging someone thirteen dollars, a number usually associated with luck, though nobody seemed to be able to agree if it was good or bad.<br><br>He didn't move, he didn't have any other customers that needed tending to at the moment, and when you were talking and flirting more than drinking, a beer could last a long time. He found the man intriguing, though he knew he was probably there to meet someone, anyone who ordered a drink like he did, was usually on business, though Nicky had the strange sense that almost anything he thought about the man could easily be dead wrong.
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 00:23:09</strong>
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				The nod the tender gave was curt and measured, and drew Ranson’s eyes in a way it shouldn't have. They followed him down the bar, measured his movements as he mixed the potent, albeit, strange mixture, and the followed him once more back towards his end of the bar.<br><br>When the wine arrived, spiked with the absinthe, the smell could have intoxicated an army. Though that was the overall intended gesture, it wouldn't do much to soothe the boil that had erupted in Ranson's stomach. Which was only encouraged when the handsome young bartender neared him, closer than most would dare, to hand him the tab.<br><br>“Thirteen. Lucky me, huh?” he smiled a heart breakers grin up at the cute young man standing before him. He removed a wallet from his pants pocket without looking, and removed a twenty. He laid it gently on top of the slip of paper and took a long sip of his glass, never moving his deep blue eyes from the young man. “it is quite a misunderstood number…in my opinion.”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 00:47:59</strong>
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				Nicky was confused, he felt...attracted, to the man, and at the same time he seemed to be friendly, very friendly. Somehow it seemed like the man was a little flirty, if only in a very general sense, making conversation to keep him there.<br><br>"Mmmm-hmmm," he hummed in agreement, nodding.<br><br>He made change for the twenty, replacing it with a five and two ones.<br><br>Nicky was rather surprised he could take the drink, the absinthe was strong, even diluted as it was, though, if he normally ordered something like it, Nicky could see how he could stand it, he'd never been much of a drinker, despite his job, so he knew he wouldn't have been able to swallow the stuff.
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 01:46:35</strong>
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				He was silent for a moment, watching the boy react to him, much differently than mortals had in the past. His body language changed from painful indifference to interest…possibly attraction. He smiled again as her counted out the change, and set down his drink.<br>“Keep it…”he gestured freely at the bills. It wasn’t much, but a tip is a tip. “Money is such a bothersome thing. So seldom does it go to the right people.” One thing the last century had taught him, money could get you anywhere, but wouldn’t make you happy there.<br>“I'm Ranson…” he held out his pale, long fingered hand. “and you?”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 03:32:20</strong>
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				He smiled and took the change back, but when Ranson introduced himself and held out his hand Nicky was speechless. He took a second and smiled again, this time genuinely, taking Ranson's hand and shaking it, before introducing himself in return.<br><br>"I'm Nicolai," he said, "but you can call me Nicky..."<br><br>Everyone did, and he liked that, in fact the only one who still called him Nicolai...well, that was a painful memory.
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 04:20:58</strong>
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				Nicolai, not a very common name, impressive just the same.<br><br>"Nicky." Ranson nodded appreciatively, noticing the change in him as he trailed off. Ranson scrutinized him without changing the expression on his face. "are you alright?"<br><br>The question escaped his lips before he could stop it.
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				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 05:01:03</strong>
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				"Yes..." said Nicky tersely, not really knowing, or wanting to know how Ranson had figured out that he was in pain, and expecting more.<br><br>He nibbled his lip, and moved away from his spot, down the bar again to tend to other customers. He didn't want to seem like he was being...cold, but the comment had rattled him a bit.
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				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 06:32:35</strong>
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				"Uh...right..." said Nicky. Sincerest and deepest regret? Now it was getting wierd, people didn't talk like that, he felt like he was being courted in the eighteen-hundreds. Some of the people he was serving gave him a look, and so waved to one of the waitresses to take over, and pulled Ranson with him into the back, the store-room where he took his breaks.<br><br>He was breathing heavily, and nervous that someone had seen. His boss wouldn't have liked the idea that he was bisexual, though he probably wouldn't have known the difference between bisexual and gay to begin with.<br><br>"Sorry," he said, "I didn't mean to bolt...but you can't talk like that, my boss....well, you just can't..."<br><br>He sat down on a crate, and slowed his breathing.
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 06:57:12</strong>
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				Ranson was dragged unceremoniously from the room. Ignoring the fact that this would normally get someone killed, Ranson simply followed behind Nicky in hopes that he could correct his mistake.<br><br>“I don’t mean to get you into any sort of trouble…” he glanced over his shoulder as the door closed on the bar. Without really trying, he could hear Nicky’s breathing and the heavy nervous beating heart. “…I just wanted to apologize for speaking out of turn. It wasn’t polite of me to ask you about-“he looked over at the boy, hunched and slowing his breathing the best he could “-well, things that do not concern me. I can leave, if you wish”<br><br>Ranson stood, straight, tall and mysterious, by the store-room door, looking directly at Nicky for the first time (or as directly as he dared, trying not to scare anyone). His eyes shimmered slightly in the cool dim darkness of the room and his skin, so pale, seemed to emanate a slight light of its own.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 07:02:42</strong>
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				"How did you...." he was going to ask how Ranson could know, becuase Nicky had never known anyone to be able to tell, he let that go and focused on the man who seemed so manifestly perfect, and chivalrous.<br><br>"Its alright," he said, standing up, "I guess I was making something out of nothing...if my boss saw, though, or...heard, I could get fired, he's a prick like that..."<br><br>There wasn't much conviction in his voice about his boss being a prick, after some of the people he knew his boss could be called a saint.
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 07:18:15</strong>
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				Ranson’s eyes narrowed slightly, annoyed, not that Nicky could tell. He had a thing against people for discrimination, though it hadn’t actually mattered to him in the past. Without exactly realizing it, Ranson mentally prepared to protect Nicky…regardless of if he needed to, or if the young man actually wanted it.<br>Why? He wasn’t quite sure.<br><br>“Doesn’t sound like a very pleasant individual to me. Though I suppose in matters delicate enough, one could perceive his reaction quite magnificently.” Ranson scoffed at his own joke. Sexuality had never been a mortal forte, but he didn’t reject anything as most morals did. He kept his pants on, to the extreme displeasure of most women and some men, but found exploring things over two centuries, to be to his liking. “If it is a question of sexuality…being ‘let go’ on account of such a discrepancy is actually considered illegal, you know. Nicky, I wouldn’t take it personally if you asked me to go away.” He watched him rise from the crate, his breathing almost back to normal.<br><br>“But if you want me to answer your first question…I think you might want to wait a bit.”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 07:51:07</strong>
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				"Yeah, so I'll just hire a lawyer and sue him," he said, "only, even if I win, it's not worth the wasted time or effort, and he'd probably get out of it any way, say he was going to fire me for weeks."<br><br>He sighed and smiled.<br><br>"I've got to get back to work," he said, "I get off in an hour...if you care..."<br><br>He walked past Ranson and left the storeroom, going back behind the bar. He didn't know if Ranson was flirtin or if it just seemed that way, but he'd been genuinely respectful, and Nicky didn't think he'd take offence, if he wasn't gay, or bisexual. He couldn't talk to him again, though, he needed the job, and there weren't any super-rich older men on his horizon so, he was stuck. 
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 08:14:17</strong>
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				He watched him leave, walking around him to exit the store-room. From the way he spoke, it seemed like he hated his job, but didn’t want to lose it. Some humans don’t make any sense.<br><br>Nicky was completely out of the room before Ranson spoke again.<br><br>“I’ll wait…If it is as you so wish.” and he walked the length of the room, and sat on the same crate that Nicky had just vacated. An hour in an old store-room could’ve been worse, depending on who you were. But being as old as Ranson was, he didn’t seem to mind the solitude. It gave him time to think. About: the world, about time, about the bar, and the strange young bartender who was so very intriguing to him.<br><br>The hour passed quickly enough. The air in the room was quiet and still but full of the aroma of many years liquor that had soaked into the old store-rooms floorboards. Ranson sat, with his hands folded, his eyes closed, and his legs loosely placed in front of him, silently awaiting Nicky’s return, if he so chose to.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 08:58:17</strong>
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				The hour gone, and his shift over Nicky left the bar in his replacement's hands and went back to the store-room.<br><br>"You waited..." said Nicky, not sure what to say, Ranson had been coming on to him, he knew that because of the fact that he'd waited an hour even though they'd just met.<br><br>"Do you want to go somewhere?" he asked, not sure of what Ranson really wanted, though at this point he probably wouldn't have denied him a one-night stand.
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 18:08:03</strong>
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				Ranson nodded, pulling himself out of his silent contemplation. Nicky seemed surprised that he waited, that much was plain. He stood from the crate that they’d shared, crosses the small space of the room towards the rear exit and motioned for Nicky to follow. Ranson resolved not to speak of anything inside the bar, trying to preserve what little of his job’s dignity he had left, without ruining his reputation by leaving out the front with a strange, darkly-clad man who appeared to be courting him.<br><br>The alleyway opened up before them, and Ranson held the door open for Nicky to pass before he himself exited. Chivalry wasn’t dead…well, in a manner of speaking, not yet. <br><br>Once in the alleyway, Ranson, resigned after his short hour of contemplation, said simply “Is there someplace you’d be comfortable having a slightly longer, more personal conversation?” Ranson stood close to Nicky in the alleyway, for no other reason than he just felt like doing so. "if so then, I would love to go somewhere...but I haven't the faintest where to take you.."<br><br><em>Nowhere you wouldn't be scared stiff by, at least.</em> Ranson&nbsp; thought to himself, with a small warm smile on his lips.
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				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 20:30:21</strong>
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				"There is a park nearby," he said. The fact that he didn't want to go home was clear, so he figured that anyplace to sit down would be alright. He wondered if perhaps Ranson wanted to jump in bed, and that was his way of asking, but Nicky had always found that in those situations, feigning ignorance was best, if that was what he wanted, really wanted, he'd get more specific, if not, then he'd accept the park, or take him someplace better.
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 01:34:57</strong>
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				“The park will be fine.” He said, nodding. Secluded, late in the evening, a deserted park for two men to escape to sounded like the plot of some horror film gone wrong. It was mildly entertaining. “Shall we?” he motioned with his hand for Nicky to go first, trying to give him the option of comfortably leading the way.<br><br>The streets were deserted, well past midnight, most of the city folk laying down their children, asleep, or spending their time in bars. As Ranson walked with Nicky down the street, the moon threatening to peek from behind its gentle veil of clouds, the night deepened its silence. Ranson looked over at Nicky, examining his expression, his body language, even just to look at him.<br>Ranson felt something odd was happening inside of him, and he quite enjoyed the feeling.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 05:44:11</strong>
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				Nicky led them into the park, finding a bench close enough to a light that it was illuminated a little, just enough to feel private, without being spot-lighted.<br><br>"What did you want to talk about?" asked Nicky.<br><br>He was still half expecting Ranson to be looking for a quickie, even the nicest ones often were, and Nicky had become somewhat cynical over the years, if reserved about that fact.
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 05:56:04</strong>
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				<br>Shrugging Ranson slid onto the bench next to Nicky.<br><br>“Tell me about yourself, I suppose, that would be a good place to start.” He smiled, the tension he had felt earlier dissipated. “If you are ok with that, it is.” <br><br>Ranson raised his shoulder, slid his arm over the back of the bench (not around Nicky) and turned to look at Nicky. “Or, You could ask me something.”<br><br>He was unnaturally comfortable with the setting. The deep morning setting about them, the silent park, the calm light cast on the bench, all seemed to add to the situation in his mind. Ranson was more attracted to Nicky by the second, scared and excited by that fact, this place, he was sure, was a fragile place to start.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 06:11:35</strong>
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				"There isn't much to know," he said, "I'm a bartender, a student, and my boss is a bigot...my ribs are almost always bruised, because my last boyfriend lives down the hall from me, never gave back my key, and my landlord won't change the locks, or let me do it, and the cops don't believe he's doing anything, and won't arrest him, because he took out a restraining order on me...turns out his brother was a lawyer, and when I call them, the times I tried, anyway, they took one look at his restraining order and figured I was throwing myself at a radiator or something, they think I'm a stalker. Though, why any rational person would get a restraining order that lets me live next-door they never ask about..."<br><br>He turned to Ranson, looking a little shocked.<br><br>"Sorry," he said, biting his lip, "I didn't mean...I just don't usually talk about...its not your problem...."<br><br>He looked away, wondering why he'd spilled his guts so easily. Something about Ranson was disarming, and Nicky really wanted to confide in him.
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 06:30:57</strong>
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				“It’s alright.” Ranson held up his hand and lowered it in an attempt to calm him.&nbsp; Closing his eyes for a moment, he reflected, before opening them to talk to him again. “I understand. Though I've never had a restraining order myself, I know what an abusive personality looks like. I haven’t exactly had an abusive boyfriend, but I understand how stressful it is. Especially when he won’t leave you alone and your boss is sexually blind.” Ranson motioned in the direction of the bar “I can only imagine what you must go through…I don’t mind you talking about it…I am flattered that you would divulge so much to me, even as I am almost a complete stranger to you…”<br><br>Ranson unwillingly reached out a hand and touched Nicky’s cheek for a moment, looking into his eyes, before withdrawing his hand, realizing his error.<br><br>“I never thought I would live so long as to see times like these. The world has not been as kind to you as it has been to me, though I have had, by no measure, a life like a bed of rose petals.” Ranson reflected on his own life, before it was frozen. Though appearing in his late Twenties, Ranson felt the weight of centuries on his broad strong shoulders.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 06:49:14</strong>
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				"I'm not proud," he said, "I'm bisexual, though I've only ever dated men, my life isn't so bad, compared to some, I have a bed, food, and a future, but I won't say that I like the way its turned out..."<br><br>He turned to Ranson, and slid closer to him, until their legs touched.<br><br>"You are attracted to me, aren't you?" he said, "you're nice...but I've never really had time to date in a long time, like I said, I'm not proud, I'll sleep with you, if thats what you want, but not at my place..."<br><br>He didn't have to say much else, he'd offered himself plainly to Ranson, even though, as Ranson said, he was nearly a stranger. Though, despite that, Nicky wasn't proud, just for a night in a place where he could feel...at least safer than he did at home, he'd have let Ranson sleep with him, he'd have done it for money, too, but nobody had ever offered, and he didn't want to sink that low by himself. Ranson was nice, but that didn't mean he'd solve anything, Nicky had long since convinced himself that nobody could, or at least, nobody who would be attracted, to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 07:01:22</strong>
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				Ranson’s eyes widened and then quickly softened. He leaned closer to Nicky, brushed back his dirty blonde hair from his face and quickly, but softly, kissed him. His lips pressed gently to Nicky’s, and moved of their own accord around for a moment passionately. He withdrew, took a deep breath and chuckled slightly.<br><br>&nbsp;“Yes, I am attracted to you. But you are proud…in your own way.” He took his hand and pulled them both to their feet. “Come with me, will you? You’ll be safe with me tonight, I promise…if you can take a bit of eccentricity.”<br><br>He’d offered himself to him, neared him closer than anyone had ever had. The feeling of a warm body pressed against his excited him, filled him with a passion he had not seen in centuries. More than that, Ranson wanted him. If not only for his selfish desire to end his own loneliness, but to ease the pain that he knew Nicky to be suffering.&nbsp; Could he be what he’d been looking for, or would he merely run away once the danger apparent was presented to him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 07:05:34</strong>
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				Nicky only nodded and walked closed to Ranson, willing, more than willing to be shelterd in his arms. The kiss was...wonderful, not the forced kind, of someone pretending kindness to get him into bed, he seemed, genuinely protective, somehow, understanding, and wonderful.<br><br>Nicky knew that eccentricity was nothing compared to his home life, and he'd have gladly braved anything for the safety that Ranson promised him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 07:23:21</strong>
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				Ranson grasped his hand in his and started walking down the street.<br><br><em>Smart,</em> Ranson thought as they turned the park corner. <em>Invite Him to the manor that is miles away, without taking a car…fantastic.</em> Ranson stopped at the corner, where a bench sat in full light of a street light. With his free hand, Ranson slipped his hand into his pants pocket and retrieved a small black cell phone. He turned to smile at Nicky apologetically while dialing.<br><br>“Sorry about this…I sort of walked…to the bar this evening.” His fingers were a blur over the keypad in an instant. The phone rang once before answering.<br>“Hello?” purred a woman on the other end of the line, just loud enough for Nicky to hear.<br>“Felicia, I need you to bring out the car for me.” Ranson said into the receiver.<br>“Forget it when you left the castle, <em> Highness</em>” Felicia mocked.<br>“Yes” he said sarcastically, narrowing his shining blue eyes to slits. “That’s why I need you to come pick me up.”<br>“Is that all? Do you know what time it is?”<br>“I am fully aware of the time, and if you do not arrive shortly, I will surely have to remind you whose house you are currently occupying.”<br><br>The other end of the line was silent, but Ranson was sure Felicia was snarling.<br><br>“Please also be considerate of my guest, as I will not be returning to the Manor alone.” With that, Ranson hung up. Ranson motioned for Nicky to sit and casually wrapped his arm around his neck.<br>“I must apologize once more, Nicky, as I was not expecting to meet you this evening, I did not account on needing transportation.” He laughed and smiled down at him. “Usually walking does me very well on my own, but I doubt several miles would be as kind to you.”<br><br>Ranson fell silent as he awaited the arrival of the woman and the car, carefully situated under a streetlight in view. However, worried about Nicky panicking, he moved his arm, and simply allowed Nicky to lean. <br>With the sound of Nicky’s heart beating, the warmth of his skin pressed against his own exposed pale epidermis, and the smell of his breath, Ranson found it very hard to concentrate.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 07:34:35</strong>
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				Nicky felt like asking about Felicia, but couldn't seem to bring it up, or even open his mouth. The idea that Ranson could get someone to drive several miles for him so late, was certainly strange, but that he had to argue, with her? Stranger still, but not nearly as strange as the mention of a Manor. What kind of person owned a manor but didn't call an employee to pick them up? Someone without employees.<br><br>He realized that Ranson must've been rich, as his statement insinuated he was either in control of, or owned the manor in question.<br><br>"Felicia," said Nicky finally, "am I allowed to ask?" He didn't know if maybe Ranson was bisexual as well, and Felicia was another lover, or maybe, Felicia was someone related to him? Or just a boarder?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 08:00:28</strong>
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				Ranson smiled smugly at the request.<br><br>“Of course you can ask.” He gestured loosely with his hand “Felicia is a hot-headed young woman who can’t keep herself out of trouble. However, though she is a great annoyance and a enormous pain in my backside, she lives on my estate.” He looked over at Nicky, smiling, knowing what he thought “with her husband.”<br><br>The sound of a purring engine coming down the street alerted the two that she was indeed approaching.<br><br>“She is also somewhat considered part of my family…” He deliberately left out the purpose for their near-kinship, but continued on “ but they mostly keep to themselves. Rookwood Manor is a bit extravagant. Unless you take extreme measures, it’s hard to run into anyone, so it’s like living alone in an apartment.”<br><br>A slick black two-door sports-car glided to a halt in front of the bench. Ranson stood and greeted the woman exiting the driver’s seat of the car. She slid elegantly from it and stood, quite beautiful and statuesque, and glared at Ranson. She threw her long straight hair back over her shoulder, where it fell roughly about the length of her arms.<br><br>“I expect you’ll be wanting to be alone with-“ Felicia started, but stopped dead, seeing Nicky sitting on the bench. “Him? Ranson you aren’t…”<br>“I can do what I please, Felicia.” Ranson turned to Nicky and offered his hand, not bothering to introduce him to her, which she did not deserve. “shall we?”<br><br>Felicia walked the length of the car and stood behind it as Ranson offered his hand, scowling. It did not suit her. <br><br>“I suppose you will want to walk back, correct?” Ranson said, turning back to her, plainly daring her to say something more about Nicky.<br>“Of course. As is the usual. Considering there are only, two seats.” She gestured, obvious in her disapproval, but tossed Ranson the keys.<br><br>Ranson turned back to Nicky and smiled, lifting his chin. “Don’t mind her. She’s just as sour as a lemon, especially around me. She can’t stand my fascination with-“he hesitated “well…I suppose you. Not that I have any habit of bringing home strange men.” He laughed “or normal men. anyone at all for that matter.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 08:21:51</strong>
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				Nicky felt bad for making Felicia walk, but he wasn't about to argue, mostly because he knew he couldn't walk wherever it was they were going.<br><br>He took the hand and got into the car. It was nice, expensive, and what he'd expected of a Manor-owner. <br><br>The idea of the size of the place was staggering though. It was big enough to contain another couple without seeing them? <br><br>When they were both inside the car, Nicky found his voice again, and spoke.<br><br>"She didn't seem to like that you're with me," said Nicky, "I can't help but think it wasn't because I'm male..."<br><br>He wasn't fishing for an answer, but getting one might've been nice. He couldn't see Ranson who seemed appalled at his boss, would tolerate a bigot in his own houshold, so there had to be something else. That alone was a little scary. Was Ranson into something...strange? Kinky? He was beginning to think that the safety he was promised didn't include safety from Ranson.<br><br>However, the feeling didn't really sink in, he couldn't picture it, Ranson wasn't...or Nicky couldn't contemplate Ranson being, like that.<br><br>The idea that Ranson didn't take people home made him feel...attractive, and special, though mostly the former. He liked the way Ranson made him feel, and he knew he might've been a little too trusting, but there was nothing he could do, trust was about all he had left, now that Ranson had defied his ability to rationalize other people. The rich didn't pick up damaged bartenders, not just for sex anyway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 09:02:40</strong>
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				Ranson frowned “Felicia doesn’t like a lot of things.” He looked over at Nicky as he got slid into the driver’s seat and turned the ignition. “It’s not because you are male, more over the fact that, she is jealous of you.” Ranson closed the door to the car and revved the engine, to make sure Felicia hadn’t dropped the transmission on the way, and slid it into gear. “Though she is married happily, she’s been after me for a while, even though it was me who introduced her to her husband. She doesn’t like the idea of me with someone who isn’t her. You see, she fancies herself a very attractive woman. Which she is, I may be old and wise, but I'm not blind. She also likes to think she can have anything she wants.”<br><br>He pulled out of the parking area and moved onto the street with an audible purr. He drove quickly around the corner and passed the light as it turned green.<br><br>“While I tolerate her in my house, I do my best to ignore her. You should do the same, or she’ll try to get under your skin.” He looked out onto the road and increased the speed. “don’t let her ruin the evening.”<br><br>Ranson smiled warmly at him again, and reached over to take his hand, hot in his icy cold one. He enjoyed the closeness, though not sure exactly why he craved it so much, especially at this moment. Why just touching Nicky’s hand sent shivers across his pale skin. Or why the thought of how much Nicky annoyed Felicia gave him some sort of twisted pleasure. He hungered for more than just Nicky now, more than his body, more than his blood. Something beyond this moment was drawing him in, and Ranson was determined, to find out why.<br><br>He drove for several miles at a speed obviously illegal, but seemed to barely affect the small car, and turned off on an exit that seemed mildly traveled. In the distance, a large structure loomed out of the darkness, windows lit by the now full view moon drifting high into the sky. Several miles later a gate crawled its way out of manicured shrubs and vines. Its ironwork gating and cool elegant design gave way to a metallic plaque near the top that read simply “Rookwood Manor”.<br><br>It was an impressive place. Roughly taking up several square miles in acreage filled with trees. Only the estate sat on the top-most portion, taking up barely fifteen percent of the whole property. Gothic architecture, rich accents and overall snooty design allowed for an appealing place. It gave the overall appearance of wealth, which suited Ranson fine, but he deplored the way it was gawked at, and simply ignored it most of the time.<br><br>Ranson pulled the car to the gate and cut the ignition, staring up at the building looming before them.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 13:39:16</strong>
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				Without Ranson's comforting hand in his, Nicky was sure he wouldn't have been able to take seeing the gigantic manor as they approached. It was too much, Ranson was obviously rich, not rich, really, there was a word for what he was...obscenely wealthy. Nicky had never been sure how wealth could be obscene, but now he understood, there was something...overwhleming about Rookwood manor, and it wasn't the good kind of overwhelming.<br><br>Nicky wasn't scared, it was simply...naughty, somehow. That he was going to sleep with someone who had enough money to change his life probably a million times over. He thought he was going to sleep with him, anyway, but Ranson had surprised him so far.<br><br>He knew that he couldn't ask, to be rescued, it wasn't something he could bring himself to do, but he could enjoy whatever time he got to spend with Ranson, and at least get to stay in the Manor a night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 19:04:58</strong>
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				“It’s ridiculous, isn’t it.” Ranson said, looking over at Nicky. “But this is how I'm expected to live…” It was at this that Ranson noticed the look on Nicky’s face. He turned and looked back up at the massive mansion.<br><br>“I'm sorry…Maybe I should’ve taken you somewhere else. But here, I suppose, is…like escaping into the lair of the beast…in a matter of speaking. Are you alright? Do you want to go somewhere else?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 02:19:28</strong>
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				"N-No," said Nicky, "I've just never seen...a house so big...its like...." a fairy tale, he'd been about to say, but held it in, "something out of a novel..."<br><br>He tightened his grip on Ranson's hand, and smiled over at him.<br><br>"I don't know who expects you to live like this...but its fine," said Nicky, "just don't let me get lost..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 04:31:11</strong>
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				“I won’t let you get lost. Don’t worry about anything.” He smiled back at him, giving him a comforting squeeze before pressing a button on the dash and rolling down the window.<br><br>“Yello, Rookwood Manor, what-choo want?” said a nasal voice from the intercom.<br><br>“Open the gates please.”<br><br>“Ranson?” the voice sounded surprised. “you’re at the gates?”<br><br>“yes Grayson, you sound surprised.” Ranson said, turning the car back on.<br><br>“nope, not at all.” Said the intercom, but the gates opened soundlessly before them.<br><br>“Please alert the others to my arrival and warn them against disturbing me. I have a guest this evening, as Felicia has undoubtedly informed you, and I would very much appreciate it if everyone didn’t try to intimidate him.” Ranson said warningly into the night before driving through the gates.<br><br>How he stood the people in his house, he didn’t understand, but he knew without a doubt, that a direct order such as that would not be ignored. Ranson pulled up the drive and right up to the front of the house. He turned off the car, slid out of the driver’s seat and disappeared only to re-appear, too quickly, at Nicky's door. He opened it and offered his hand.<br>“Shall we?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 04:53:41</strong>
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				"Mmm-hmm," nodded Nicky, taking his hand and getting out of the car.<br><br>He wasn't sure why the other residents, who now seemed far more numerous than he'd originally though, would try to intimidate him in the first place. Was the house filled with Ranson's almost-lovers? Were they all spiteful and jealous?<br><br>Grayson, Felicia, how many more people were there in Rookwood manor? It was certainly the most heavily occupied place he'd ever stayed, despite its size, which Nicky knew more than made up for its high residency.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 05:42:09</strong>
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				Ranson grasped his hand firmly and lifted him from the car, excitement and dread filling him. Both theses warring at each other, his emotions both a warning and encouragement, just as Nicky taking his hand had felt. He tried his best to walk slowly, excitement tempting him to display, what he knew, would terrify Nicky, near as much as the fact that he was walking right into a den of monsters.<br>and that he was one of them too.<br><br>He led him the short few steps to the first landing, amid the overgrown and searched wild looking plants for a moment., before pulling a rose off of a bush and smiling. He turned on his heel and displayed it for Nicky to smell.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 05:50:51</strong>
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				Nicky leaned slight to smell it and smiled at the pleasant aroma, he then blushed, realizing what was happening. He was being woo'ed really, though he'd already offered himself up, Ranaon remained the perfect guy.<br><br>It was strange, having him be so much like a prince-charming and yet feeling so little like a person who ought to get one. He was a prostitute though not for money, and probably a masocist, what else could explain him leaving his last boyfriend? He was a sell-out, working for a boss who he couldn't stand...<br><br>There was really nothing good about him, that he could think of. He slipped his arms around Ranson then and there.<br><br>"You're amazing," he said. There were tears in his eyes, though they weren't rolling down his face yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 06:03:29</strong>
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				Ranson, caught off guard for a moment, was stunned so much so that he was practically paralyzed. He relaxed and wrapped his arms around Nicky, bringing the rose to lay gently against Nicky’s neck. <br><br>He’s so close to me, Ranson thought weakly. So willing to give himself up to him for no reason, so fragile…I cant help but hold his head onto my chest, close to me.<br>finding his ability to speak gone, he stood silent. Holding Nicky in his arms felt real, too real. <br><br>More real than all the money in the world, more than all of the humans he’d ignored. More real than the vampires in his house, more real than the rose in his hand…<br><br>Ranson inhaled deeply, taking in the smell of him, and sighed a deep, fulfilled sigh.<br><br>“I'm not as amazing as you think…” He smiled “I Just need someone to take care of…” Ranson sensed the first tears in Nicky’s eyes and pulled his face up to look at him. Rubbing his cheek gently, Ranson smiled warmly and kindly at Nicky as a lover would.<br>Though they only had known each other a few hours, something was happening, monumental.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>02-08-2009, 07:10:06</strong>
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				"Don't do this," said Nicky, "don't be like this...I'm not a person to be taken care of...like some flower...I only want a night in safety, for...for my body."<br><br>He was a whore, truth be told, and he was getting the feeling more and more than he didn't deserve to have met someone like Ranson, who seemed to think more highly of him, than he did of himself.<br><br>His tears were stopped before they came, though, and Nicky was glad of that.<br><br>"If you do that much, I'll go in the morning..." he said. He didn't get close to people, he wasn't that person, something about Ranson had made him open up, but he couldn't stay for more than he could pay for, that would be...too much like something real.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 03:49:24</strong>
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				Ranson was very taken aback by Nicky's statement. Isn't that what he was supposto do? Care for someone? Had his humanity been gone so long that he had forgotten what to do?<br>He expected him to cry, but he didn't, the tears had vanished as soon as they came. Nicky left his embrace and Ranson suddenly felt as cold as though his pulse-less body had turned to ice.<br><br>"I-i..." Ranson was completely at a loss for words. He groped about in his head for something that meant something. What was it he was after? Why suddenly, did he care so much for such a fragile <em>confusing</em> person?<br>"I don't know...whats wrong with me." Ranson said quietly, more to himself than to anyone else. He said it so low that he wasn't sure if Nicky could here. Ranson turned slightly, facing the moon, and clenched his fists."Am I such a terrible <em>thing</em> that I have failed to..." he didn't finish his sentence out loud, merely glanced back at Nicky.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 06:55:22</strong>
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				"No!" said Nicky pulled himself to Ranson again.<br><br>"You're perfect," he said, "you're a wonderful man...I'm not... I'm not."<br><br>He put his head against Ransons' chest and closed his eyes, breathing deep. He didn't know what else he could say, it was the truth, as he saw it. Ranson was far too good for him, the kind of man that deserved a parter, and not a dependant. He knew Ranson could make him comfortable, and he might've thought about it, but Ranson, as nice as he was...Nicky couldn't see himself being a continuing distraction for him, he couldn't see anythign that he could do for him, and when Ranson tired of him, he'd be well fed and have been safe, but he'd be jobless, homeless and penniless.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 22:08:50</strong>
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				Ranson shook his head and took Nicky into his arms once more. He felt weak, strength drained by Nicky’s confusion coupled with his own. He felt weak, ice cold and weak. Nicky’s head pressed up against his chest, closer than before, and Ranson held it in a needing sort of way. Ranson felt the gentle silk of the rose still in his hand, brush up against his opposite arm. Drawing up the rose to his height, Ranson rubbed the soft silk across the exposed flesh of Nicky’s cheek.<br><br>"I am far from perfect." He murmured. He pressed his open palm to Nicky’s cheek and drew it along his jaw line. With a long slender pale finger, Ranson pulled Nicky’s face up to his and pressed his lips, ever so gently against them. He ached at the fever pitch of fire against ice, and longed more deeply than he had before, to be close to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 04:27:24</strong>
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				Nicky let himself get lost in the kiss, and he reached down to Ranson's crotch needing to feel him. The truth was, sex was not something that was uncommon in his life, but he'd never really felt any passion for a long while. Now, when it seemed Ranson cared so much, and wanted him as well, Nicky was getting aroused for the first time in that long time.<br><br>He wanted to have a night, at least, of passionate, sweaty, hard and fast lovemaking, even if he'd have to leave, he'd have to make himself leave, come morning.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>08-08-2009, 00:34:04</strong>
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				Gasping involuntarily, breaking away from the kiss, he felt Nicky’s hand grasp along the front of his pants. The effect was immediate and completely impossible, causing his eyes to roll into the back of his head. The length of his manhood, which had until recently, lie cold and dormant, ‘sprang’ into action. Responding to his touch, Ranson held Nicky’s face with both hands, holding the rose gently with a pinky, and deeply and passionately kissed him.<br><br>He ran his tongue over his lips and nibbled playfully at them while his hands migrated downwards. Running his hands over Nicky’s shoulders and down onto his chest. His strong hands carefully ran over his ribcage where he knew there to be bruises, before wrapping his arms around his middle and crossed behind Nicky’s back, pulling him to him. Ranson fingered the hem of Nicky’s shirt and slid his hands up underneath it, pressing his cold skin onto the hot surface of his back. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>08-08-2009, 22:06:48</strong>
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				"We're...still in the hallway..." said Nicky, looking up at Ranson, and giving a smile, "I know your house is big...but..."<br><br>He gave a laugh, he wasn't faking it either, the affection was...strange, to say the least. Ranson didn't seem nearly as...wanting as the other men he'd been with, or maybe, he was just, different, better.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 03:24:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling, he nodded, but pulled him closer. "Does it bother you?" he grinned, kissing him again, biting his lower lip. "Or-"he kissed again "Would you prefer my bedroom to the rose garden?"<br><br>he spread his fingers out over the hot surface of his skin and slid them up Nicky's back, feeling the bumps of his spine.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 03:39:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Bedroom...please..." said Nicky, sliding both hands into Ransons' pants.<br><br>He wasn't sure if Ranson liked this or not, but this was what Nicky did, and despite his moments of weakness, he was ready. After all, it didn't matter how nice Ranson was now, it was all about the morning.<br><br>He'd gotten his own erection, despite his reasons for sex, he'd usually enjoyed it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 04:35:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ranson shivered, unsure of exactly what he wanted as Nicky's hands slid into his pants. Ranson smiled and stepped back, pulling him along with him.<br><br>"The bedroom it is then." Ranson let him through the huge oak doors in the entryway, through the long cavernous hallway and up the beginnings of the spiral staircase.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 04:39:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nicky followed, holding tight to his arm and willing himself to be happy about finding someone he knew he could at least have a good night with.<br><br>Ranson was so strong, so kind, and so...mysterious. There was something about the house, his...tenants, and the way they all looked at them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 04:54:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ranson led him to the top of the staircase and down one hall to the very end. The door rose up from the floor to the ceiling and was of a rich wood older than the house itself. Ranson pushed the door open, pulled Nicky inside, and closed it tightly behind them.<br><br>Darkness swallowed the light and became a chasm. Ranson slid out of Nicky's hand and sped about the room lighting several candles spaced around the room. the curtained king sized fourposter loomed out of the darkness in hues of deepest red. He led him to the bed and leaned over him, sliding Nicky onto the bed before him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 05:10:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				On the bed, Nicky rolled to the center, and waited for Ranson. He didn't know what Ranson would want first, but he pulled off his shirt anyway, knowing that whatever it was would not require clothing.<br><br>"This is the nicest bed I've ever felt," he said, "what...how...do you want me first?" he asking, half-sitting up as Ranson joined him.<br><br>This was the moment of truth, after all, what kind of lover would Ranson be? Or would he be a lover at all? Was he truly the best actor, best psycho in disguise Nicky had ever met, or was he just as wonderful as he seemed?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 06:13:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ranson pushed the curtain aside and slid onto the bed after Nicky. A needing grin passed over his face as he gazed upon Nicky's bare chest. <br><br>He brushed his tongue over his teeth and threw a leg over Nicky, straddling him. "My bed is quite expensive...hmmm...but it is quite nice...You look fantastic in this light."<br><br>leaning down over him, his hair falling about the frame of his face, Ranson moved the rose still in his hand to brush up against Nicky's chest. He could feel his erection squashing their bodies together, stiffening further at Nicky's own excitement.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 06:25:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't tease me," said Nicky, his hands exploring Ranson's chest pulling his shirt up, seeking bare skin, and intimacy.<br><br>"How do you want me?" he asked again, "come one...tell me..." he said, trying to sound seductive. He was smiling, and genuinely wanted to hear Ranson say something really sexual, something to get Nicky going.<br><br>"Don't...don't make me guess..." he said, mock-warning.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 20:31:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ranson slid off Nicky, onto his side. Ranson kissed Nicky's chest as he moved, kissing all the way down to his Navel. He grinned, sliding an arm under Nicky's legs and lifting one to slide between them. Ranson lay down between Nicky's legs and continued to kiss down to his crotch. He stopped there, hesitated at the pulsing bulge in his pants, but leaned down over him and grinned.<br><br>"What do I want?" Ranson bit down gently on the tip of Nicky's erection and licked the material while his hands slid beneath Nicky and cupped his ass cheeks. "I want you here" he said, simultaneously squeezing his ass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 20:37:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well..." said Nicky, "why don't you pull off my pants and flip me over then?" he asked.<br><br>He liked his lovers to be at least a little aggressive. He enjoyed getting pulled around in bed, pulled back by his hips, forward, but his arms, being pulled into someone, he'd once had a guy who liked recieving him, and wanted to order him to do so. He was nice...strange...but nice, though not like Ranson.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 21:24:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ranson grinned a wild, manic, smile. Hungry for Nicky in more ways than one. He unzipped and unbuttoned Nicky's pants with his teeth skillfully, and used his hands beneath to pull down his pants. Ranson readjusted himself and pulled Nicky's jeans clean off, tossing them onto the floor. leaning over him again, and grinding himself roughly against Nicky and his boxers, Ranson grabbed his hands and thrust them up above his head roughly, hungrily kissing and biting his way up to Nicky's face.<br><br>"Maybe I will..." He kissed Nicky and rocked his hips, rubbing his rock hard erection abrasively against him again. "Or I could just take you this way."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>10-08-2009, 05:56:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Anyway you like..." he said, smiling, and wiggling his body a little below his wrists, which were secured by Ranson's hold on his hands.<br><br>This was...more like what he was used to, very easy to fall into, though with Ranson the man who'd practically swept him off his feet, it was strange, more...optimistic, more fun, and less anticipation of dissappointment come sunrise.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>10-08-2009, 22:39:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ranson pressed himself, skin against skin, onto Nicky. Letting go of Nicky's hands, he quickly unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off of his pale shoulders, which cast and eerie glow in the dim candle light. he leaned over again, pulling Nicky's hands down to his bulging pants line.<br><br>"Tell me what <em>you</em> want." Ranson whispered intimately into his ear. "I aim to please."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 07:09:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I want to make you happy," said Nicky, "I want you to use me...like a toy..."<br><br>He tried to get his fingers around the bulge but the pants prevented him. It was amazing juts to be in the bed. He wanted Ranson to use him...to let him take pleasure as much, and as many times as he wanted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 21:15:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ranson tensed almost imperceptibly. Nicky had gone from fragile to encouraging pain onto himself in a matter of minutes. Ranson made quick work of his pants button and loosened them to allow him room. He lay down on top of Nicky again, feeling his hands press onto his crotch. <br><br>"Toys that are used, often get broken..."<br>Ranson slid his hand down Nicky's boxers and began to stroke his stiff penis. Ranson slid down the fabric of his boxers and moved down in between Nicky’s legs, positioning himself in plain view. His hands moved along the length of his shaft and he took delight in feeling his pulse beneath his fingertips. <br>Taking one of his hands, Ranson slid his own pants down and pushed them off the bed, allowing his erection to press against Nicky’s leg.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>20-08-2009, 02:50:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't...um...get used very often," he said. That was the truth, his...personal issues, were usually too much for most men, and beyond that, it was a kind of cold person who'd use him without talking, those were his most frequent tickets to a safe night, and they were far between.<br><br>He felt Ranson stroking him, and then looked down to see Ranson sliding down his boxers, and then feel his stiff member against his leg.<br><br>"You're cold," he said, "do you want to get under the sheets?" he asked.<br><br>He wasn't sure why he hadn't noticed it before, but now it seemed obvious, maybe because he was flush with arousal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>20-08-2009, 03:12:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled slightly, barely noticeable in the dim lighting, but shifted again anyway. with a movement, Ranson pulled the light softly woven cottony blanket from the base of the bed and pulled it up to drape over his shoulders.<br><br>he'd noticed the temperature difference, that was a good sign. He was smarter than many. Even though his arousal brought his temperature up to almost human, he was still a chilled, cold bodied, monster, lying between Nicky's spread legs.<br>"Does the cold bother you?" Ranson said, rubbing the sensitive head of his member. Taking his hand, he held it down at his crotch. "Its warmer here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>20-08-2009, 03:23:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Was that what he wanted? Nicky could do that...he sat up a bit, and gripped Ranson's penis, stroking it with his hand. It was warmer, but why was Ranson so cold? Maybe he was just really hot...in the running a fever sense, and Ranson was normal temperature?<br><br>"Maybe I'm just hot..." he said, "you're making me blush..."<br><br>He felt like he was really with someone who cared, and it was wonderful.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>20-08-2009, 05:04:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ranson groaned his approval through his teeth, and leaning down over him again, he kissed Nicky's lips.<br>"you're cute when you blush."<br>Freeing both hands, Ranson pulled up Nicky's leg and slid his boxers down that leg, then repeated it with the other, until Nicky was naked before him. His tongue curled around his teeth as Nicky stroked him, and with great effort, Ranson fought all urges to take Nicky at that exact moment. He spread his palms over Nicky's ribcage where the bruises blossomed beneath his fingertips and smiled. Shifting his hips, Ranson leaned closer to Nicky's body, pressing his hot and hard cock up against him.<br>"Are you ready?" he purred like velvet and honey.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>20-08-2009, 06:30:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gave a little kind of grunt as Ranson touched his bruises, but it didn't hurt all that badly, they were all more than a day old, and he'd gotten used to them, really. He felt Ranson's hard shaft against him, it made him ache a little wanting to feel it.<br><br>"Yes...yes, oh yes..." he replied, putting his arms up to rest on Ranson's shoulders, looking down nervously between them, waiting for the inevitable push forward, feeling his tightness yield to Ranson's cock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>20-08-2009, 12:53:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Positioning himself at the entrance to Nicky's tight posterior, Ranson rubbed the hot sensitive head of his cock up against it teasingly, before applying small amounts of pressure. He leaned in, hanging low to the bed and brushing up against Nicky, Ranson pushed in.<br>He groaned loudly and took in his breath through his teeth. He moved his hands from Nicky's ribcage and ran them down his sides to his hips, sliding himself all the way in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 07:27:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ugh....ohhh..." moaned Nicky, his cheeks going bright red from the sound he'd made. He was normally very quiet, but Ranson was well equipped and the feeling had been much anticipated.<br><br>"Do you...uh..." he tried to ask, unable to get the words out as Ranson slid all the way in and he had to close his eyes, and put his head back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 22:04:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do I...what" Ranson moaned, biting down hard on his lips, his entire length surrounded on all sides, quite tightly, by Nicky. His body heat soared, allowing little beads of sweat to begin to form in his pores. with a good grip on Nicky's hips, he pulled slowly out in reverse, the length of him being suctioned and squeezed it an almost unbearable rate. He moved until only the head of his dick was still inside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 07:36:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahhhh....do you...do you...feel that?" he asked, "its like...I want to hold you and never let go..."<br><br>He wasn't sure what to call it, it was like...he didn't really care about the night, or the morning, or the sex or his job, just being with Ranson.<br><br>"What am I to you?" he asked, looking up into Ranson's eyes, wondering what lay behind them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 22:36:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ranson smiled and slid his arms beneath Nicky, lifting him closer.<br>"Im not quite sure..." he held him tightly, hesitating for a moment. "But...like this..." he grasped his naked body tightly "I-i want to be with you...more than this..." Ranson attempted not to move, but his action of raising nicky, caused him to slide inside more, he moaned.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 05:45:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll stay..." he said, "if you ask me..."<br><br>He too, moaned, as Ranson slid in further, suddenly. There was something unique about this, a kind of slow, needy, but not rough act, that seemed to make a mockery of his past experiences.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 18:33:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ranson's electric blue eyes smoldered in the dim candle light.<br>"Stay....Stay here, with me." lips brushing up gently against Nicky's, Ranson pleaded "don't leave in the morning...Stay here."<br><br>Rocking his hips gently, Ranson slid all the way in, moaning in a light-needing way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>24-08-2009, 06:23:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes....yes," he said, "I'll stay..."<br><br>He actually pulled himself up by wrapping his arms around Ranson, abruptly shifting the angle that they were on, and making him shudder.<br><br>He wasn't much of the quick and messy type, despite his requests, maybe he was just confused. He wanted this...though, the slow, needy thrusting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 04:20:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ranson groaned into Nicky's ear and held him tightly, rocking back to sit down, holding Him in his lap. He throbbed violently with the switch and bit down hard on his own lip, drawing a little blood, involuntarily. He smiled weakly, his strength being sucked out of him in Nicky's embrace.<br><br>"Thank you.....I'm glad..." Ranson looked deep into Nicky's eyes and smiled again, stronger this time. "A-are you ready?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 04:43:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"R-Ready for what?" asked Nicky, holding onto his own thighs, and beginning to rock his own hips up and down, trying to get the right angle to let Ranson as far into him as possible.<br><br>What more was there to be ready for, he wondered, when he was already straddling the man, penetrated quite deeply.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 21:01:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ranson ran his arms down below Nicky and slid them along his thighs. Ranson kissed Nicky as he lifted, slightly adjusting him, before using remarkable muscle control to thrust deep into him. Shaking, amazed by the feeling, he gasped for breath, holding onto Nicky now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>03-09-2009, 19:08:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nicky moaned loudly as Ranson thrust, and then whimpered a little as he came to rest.<br><br>"Yes...yes...god yes, I'm ready," he said, realizing just how aroused he really was, and how much he enjoyed that feeling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>10-09-2009, 00:57:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ranson proceded slowly, raising Nicky slowly and thrusting until they were both comfortable with the rhythm. a hitch in his breathing, Ranson panted into the nook of Nicky's neck, pushing himself deeply into him. He moaned gently and continued to thrust harder and harder into him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>14-09-2009, 04:57:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nicky moaned a little each time Ranson thrusted, the pressure and pleasure were immense and brought his hands up to run his fingers through Ranson's hair, gently holding Ranson's head where it was.<br><br>He was sure he wouldn't have looked like he was enjoying what was happening, his gaze was kind of mournful, and he felt like crying, though it was from joy, not sadness that his look came.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Shadow of The Moon (BloodRoses and Peacethatpowerbrings)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Paramour</strong> on <strong>16-04-2010, 04:04:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ranson pushed deeply into Nicky several more times, slowing and letting him rest gently in his lap, he kissed him hungrily, deeply. Ranson ran his fingers all over his body as he nibbled on his neck and spread his hands out as far as they could cover the most of Nickys searing hot skin.<br><br>Ranson looked up into Nicky's eyes and his heart fell into the pit of his stomach. "Is something.....is something wrong?" He pulsed deeply inside of Nicky, his loins urging him onward, the tightness nearly unbearable.<br>
			</dd>
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