Bobby

[willysilver]

[From HERE]It was as easy as breathing to lead Bobby away from the amusement park without so much as a glance back at the spun sugar or the flashing lights. With the young man's permission and agreement spoken true, Willy escorted him along the waterfront to the brick building he called home. It was a hellishly long walk considering all he really

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[cold_blueeyes]

Okay, that was a little more weirdly formal than the expected 'Come on in,' but Bobby rolled with it, especially with the way Willy was looking at him. "...Thanks," he answered, glancing at the exterior of the building before stepping inside.

[willysilver]

Willy let him go in first and then followed behind.

"Up the stairs. I have the second floor," he said casually. It was no small building, to be sure, and while the main floor seemed to be little more than a warehouse full of crates and boxes the upstairs was expansive and open. There was a wooden door that slid open revealing an enormous and mostly empty space. At one end was an assortment of musical equipment, drums and microphones and sound boards and the like. Close to the door was a kitchen area and near it were the creature comforts of sofas and chairs. Plenty for members of a band to all be comfortable if the night was long.

And across an expanse of empty floor was a bed on a platform partly obscured by a single three panel screen. Candles flickered all around the loft, hundreds of them. They'd come to life when Willy had entered the building, not that Bobby needed to know that.

"My home," he said simply as he closed the door. Then he let his jacket hit the floor and he caught Bobby in a soft embrace.

[cold_blueeyes]

Bobby had about three seconds to look around, long enough to think that leaving all those candles lit when no one was home was a fire hazard, and then Willy was pulling him close and he forgot about the candles, forgot about everything but the location of the bed and how amazing Willy's mouth had felt the first time they kissed. In the interest of making sure he remembered it correctly, he pressed his mouth to Willy's lightly at first. Now that they were here, alone, they could take a little time to get to know each other first, right?

[willysilver]

Willy's arms came up, rising up Bobby's back, passing over his arms, and then cupping his face. He tilted his head so he could deepen the kiss but kept it light and undemanding. Bobby tasted unlike any other mortal he had ever kissed and he positively drank down every caress of lips and tongue.