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[_warrioroflight]

If I knew those new flowers around the house had that strong a scent, I would've just stayed on a computer for the rest of the day. Eww. I could be one of those people who gets migraines from smells.. but it doesn't feel like a headache at all. *blush* Uh... great. -__-;

((OOC: The flowers got to them, so there's BL going on . Just a warning.))

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[abject_vision]

Those flowers...seem to be having an odd effect on everyone...

[_warrioroflight]

E-everyone? Then maybe someone should keep them o-outside! You didn't expose yourself to them, did you? *already feeling uncomfortable*

[abject_vision]

I could go...

...yes, I didn't know that they would have any...adverse effects when I did, though...

[_warrioroflight]

Um...

Are they aphrodisiac-like effects? .. God, it's sorta unbearable.

[Re-newing the thread :D]

[abject_vision]

Dias stopped kissing Claude to move his attention to his collarbone, his mouth worked over and along his left shoulder, he brushed the tank top down, and out of the way to allow better access. He had always wanted to be this close to the other, but he didn't have the confidence. While everyone else in this house might've cursed the flowers that started this, he couldn't help but feel a little bit grateful.

Re: [Re-newing the thread :D]

[_warrioroflight]

He blinked and moaned out, but went silent by laying his head back to relax and let his own fingers rest at his mouth. The heat in his cheeks weren't as noticeable as the warmth he was experiencing elsewhere. He'd normally have felt ashamed or guilty to allow himself this kind of joy, but at this moment, he really couldn't care less and gently ran his fingers through the long blue hair.

[abject_vision]

He hummed into his minstrations, enjoying the feeling of Claude's hands in his hair. Hesitantly, he broke the contact to lift Claude's shirt above his head.

[_warrioroflight]

He was briefly disappointed by having Dias' warmth leave him, but was too busy being quite flustered as the other removed his shirt. He definately felt exposed now, but there was a shy smile on his face. Claude touched Dias' top clothing. "Should I..?"