Comments | red_zealot: Prepare to go XD

red_zealot

Prepare to go XD

Jan 13, 2006 12:51

Leaves glared at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. He was still mostly naked (a towel was wrapped around his waist), and wet, but that didn't bother him so much as what he was seeing in the mirror. There, at the base of his skull, was about a quarter of an inch of blond hair ( Read more... )

shower sex

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pvt_church January 13 2006, 20:35:17 UTC

(( Long live Sharpies!!! :D ))

red_zealot January 13 2006, 20:54:23 UTC

((Hey now, I'm being serious about this. Having your roots showing is bad news. *habitually dyes hair funkeh colors*))

pvt_church January 13 2006, 22:20:11 UTC

(( I used to do that until I actually got a bald spot once. No more of that for me, thanks x__x ))

red_zealot January 13 2006, 22:34:44 UTC

((XD If I got a bald spot, I'd just shave my head until it all grows back.))

simmons2point0 January 13 2006, 21:24:20 UTC

((Absolutely XD! Poor guy...))

red_zealot January 13 2006, 22:35:49 UTC

((Is this the end of Leaves the Red Head? I hope not!))

simmons2point0 January 13 2006, 22:40:33 UTC

((*insert dramatic drumroll*))

sgt_goodbutter January 14 2006, 03:45:24 UTC

[DYE IT WITH THE BLOOD OF YOUR ENEMIES!! >:D]

red_zealot January 14 2006, 03:48:09 UTC

((XD That's a wonderful idea, but it doesn't help Leaves any unless you tell him directly.))

sgt_goodbutter January 14 2006, 04:21:33 UTC

Sarge wanders on into the shower area, whistling to himself as he carries a towel in hand, his shower shoes flapping against his feet as he shuffles along in his white night shorts. He grinned at the prospect of nice quiet shower, but things went awry at the sight of Leaves sighing and moonin' over himself in the mirror.

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"Ahem."

red_zealot January 14 2006, 04:25:27 UTC

Leaves squealed and quickly covered his head at the sound of Sarge's voice.

"Don't look at me! >_< I'm not decent!"

sgt_goodbutter January 14 2006, 04:28:27 UTC

He blinked and looked Leaves over, lifting a brow.

"Usually people say that and then cover their upper parts, y'know. What's wrong with yer hair there?" He asked casually, breezing by Leaves. He carried with him the faint wisps of aroma of some kind of fragrant cigarette, and he grumbled to himself as he hung his towel up on one of the shower stall hooks.

red_zealot January 14 2006, 04:36:03 UTC

"Nonononono!! Don't look at my hair! You can't see it! No one must ever see it!"

Leaves had had for the past five years two religions in his life: The flag, and keeping his hair the most violent shade of red imaginable. For Sarge to see his natural color was pure blasphemy, even if he did have deep feelings for him that he didn't understand quite yet.

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red_zealot January 20 2006, 01:56:08 UTC

Leaves moaned and lolled his head back, giving Sarge as much access to his neck as he could. He was in an incredible amount of pleasure from the double attack on his neck and cock. He gasped and moaned loudly as Sarge bit down, and arched into him, whimpering of the sparks of pleasure and pain that coursed through his body. He could barely think through the unfamiliar, but entirely welcome sensations, and he clung to Sarge's shoulders, desperately wanting more, but not knowing what.

sgt_goodbutter January 20 2006, 02:12:46 UTC

Groaning low in his throat, he abandoned Leaves for a moment to shuck off his shorts and then press back up against the young man, relishing in the feel of skin against skin. Being in that armor too long made him forget the good things in life, and with that thought, he kissed Basil once more, pushing him back along the wall until the rookie's knees caught on a footlocker, sitting him down on it and kneeling before him.

"'Ey.. Basil, how much do you want?" Sarge asked quietly, running a thumb over Leaves' lips.

red_zealot January 20 2006, 02:19:43 UTC

Leaves sighed and nibbled at Sarge's thumb. "I want whatever you're willing give me," He murmured and pulled Sarge into a chaste kiss. No teeth, no tongue; just every unnamed emotion he was feeling at the moment.

sgt_goodbutter January 20 2006, 02:36:17 UTC

He smiled at that, and kissed back before pushing Leaves backward in one shove, right into some of the spilled towels he had knocked over. Sarge moved to lean over Basil, dropping his lips to the other side of the red-head's neck and trailing small sucking kisses downward, across his chest and stomach. His fingertips played breifly over Leaves' caramel nipples, the older man chuckling at the responses he received from his attention.

Sarge let his tongue lave adventurously down the rookie's taut stomach, dipping into his navel before going further. He stopped when he found what he was looking for, though, nestled in a thatch of blonde curls. Sarge grinned lecherously as he once more wrapped a hand around Basil's turgid need, pressing more kisses down the side of his thigh.

"Surprised you don't dye down here, as well, Basil," Sarge murmured, biting at the side of the rookie's knee.

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