familiar faces {salizar}

[Salizar Slone Snighrig]

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[atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background-color: #000000; border: 2px solid #939393; color: ffffff; padding: 10px; opacity: 0.5] Salizar couldn't get enough of the scent of Dracen. He loved it. He'd ached to have the other male this close for so long. So long that he'd wanted to pull the other male closely. And now that he had a hold of him, he wasn't ever letting go, not ever. He gently threaded his fingers through the other's hair over and over again, delighting in the feeling of the soft tendrils. He loved it, and he would never ever let it go. He closed his eyes, just revelling in the closeness of the other male. And the smile on his features. He loved it when Dracen smiled. "Your smile is beautiful, Dracen..." he whispered softly against the other's lips, nuzzling against the other male gently. "So beautiful, Dracen. So completely beautiful, the most beautiful I've ever seen," he whispered against the other's throat, kissing the skin there lightly. And then the other was kissing his neck and stated that he was to 'him' to be upset about him liking him. Salizar smiled, tilting his head slightly to give the other better access to his throat. "Typical Dracen," he stated softly. "You are still the same young man that I fell for," he stated softly, smiling at the other male carefully. He returned all the kisses that the other male gave to him and he delighted in each one. He closed his eyes slightly, a smile on his features as he arched against him slightly and then the other stated that they shouldn't do anymore talking. He smiled again, hands slowly shifting around the edge of the other's shirt. His fingers danced over the other's skin gently. He felt the other male stopping against the kitchen counter as he returned the other's kisses fervently and he inhaled sharply. His hands moved down over the other's hips and then back up his sides and over his back and shoulders, pulling their chests together. He loved the feeling of muscle beneath this hands, it was unlike with any female he'd ever kissed. He loved it. It was perfect. His kisses were getting more passionate as he let himself simply feel. And god did it feel good. He paused, pulling away from the other ever-so-slightly, his breathing already becoming slightly irregular. "Dray..." he whispered softly. Already, his body was definitely reacting to the closeness he was feeling with the other male. But was that something good? He brushed his nose over the other's cheek slowly, closing his eyes. "Dray... I don't... I've..." He shook his head slightly. "I've never... been with someone else like this, Dray," he confessed, wondering if this would make the other male not want to be with him in such a manner. He wasn't at all experienced or really know what to do at all.

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[Dracen Alastair Levine]

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TAGGED: salizar WORDS: 0688

"Your smile is beautiful, Dracen..." Dracen could not keep from laughing softly at the compliment. Nobody had ever really said anything about his smile before. It was a fairly old-fashioned compliment, he guessed, but it seemed like something that Salizar would definitely notice. He closed his eyes for a moment as the other man's lips brushed against his neck. It was so very difficult to focus on anything other than Salizar when the man did that. "Mmm... I think you're beautiful," Dracen commented with a nod as he absently tugged Salizar a little closer to him. He would never be able to get enough of that closeness. It was almost like he craved it, and it was something he was not sure he would be able to deny himself now that he'd had Salizar so close once. It held much more of a draw than drugs or self harming ever did, and that was saying a lot, if he was honest, especially since he was running with a bit of his last hit still coursing through his system. He laughed softly when Salizar commented on how he was the same person that he had fallen for. Dracen took that as a very good thing, if he was honest. Well, sort of. That was a loaded statement considering, well, the person he was then and the person he was at the moment were not very good. He just did a good job of hiding the dark parts. It might not have been such a good thing, but it was what it was. Salizar did not need to know all of the details. Did he? No, no he did not. Not yet, anyway. Maybe if once things got better. Yes, that sounded like a much better plan than freaking him out and making him leave. "Oh..." he said softly at the feeling of Zar's hands on his skin.

Dracen was very glad that Salizar complied with the whole no talking thing. The man's hands wandered over his body as they pressed close to one another, and Dray was sure that absolutely nothing would ever be able to compare to having Salizar touch him. He smiled slightly as Salizar seemed to struggle to say something, and he idly ran his hands over the other man's chest. What he heard next completely startled and confused him, and made him laugh a little. "I've never... been with someone else like this, Dray." Was he serious? Dracen could not see how someone like Salizar could have never been in that kind of situation before. It made him wonder why the other man wanted to be like that with him then. After all, Dray was just kind of... awkward and weird and not all that good of a choice for anything. However, Dray could not find it to be a bad thing that Salizar had never really been with someone else. It meant he could be a bit selfish and claim the man as his own more. "Neither have I," Dracen admitted with a shake of his head, reaching up with one hand to take Salizar's face in hand, directing the other man in for another firm kiss, the other hand gripping the front of Zar's shirt to keep him held as close as possible. "You're the one I want to be with, though," he said softly, leaning in enough to brush his lips against Salizar's jawline. "Kinda like that you've never been with anyone else. Means I can say you're just mine." He nodded a little with a soft smile as he slipped his hand back into Salizar's hair, the other still gripping the front of the other man's shirt. He had never really wanted to be with anyone before, though a few other guys had tried to hook up with him. He had never really been interested, though, at least not until he met Salizar. Then, he found himself actually wanting someone, which was a new feeling and a bit scary. At the moment, though, there was nothing scary about it. He just knew that he wanted the other man as close as possible.

OUTFIT: here NOTES: ew. nasty word count.

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[Salizar Slone Snighrig]

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[atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background-color: #000000; border: 2px solid #939393; color: ffffff; padding: 10px; opacity: 0.5]Salizar smiled as the other stated that he thought he was beautiful. While he himself didn't exactly know if he would classify himself as beautiful. Now, Dracen? The most beautiful creature ever. Of course, he really didn't feel like arguing with Dracen over who was the most beautiful right at that point. He was much to focused on the feelings coursing through his body with every single touch. And there was a lot of touching. It was like... sparks just coursing through him, an electrical current. Every nerve ending alight, hyperaware... what was the technical term for that? Hell, he couldn't even remember. He made a mental not to never have Dracen at the hospital because he'd never be able to concentrate on his formal training and knowledge while he was there. He kissed the other's throat gently as his fingers lightly played over the skin just beneath the other's shirt lightly. Of course, each sensation, though he knew the reason behind them, was altogether new to him. He'd never had someone react to his touches quite like Dracen was reacting to him. Of course, and then the other was laughing at his confession. He wondered if Dracen didn't believe him. Or perhaps he just thought that it was funny that he was virgin still. He felt his cheeks heat up slightly with embarassment as he bowed his head. Perhaps he should have just kept his mouth shut, of course if he'd done that and he was horrible at everything, Dracen would just think that he was terrible in bed instead of just being inexperienced. He was a doctor though, so he should know all the body's pleasure points, right? Of course, then the other was bringing him out of his mental tirade against himself by stating that he also had not been with anyone else before. He found that hard to believe. He offered a small smile. He wondered if the other was just saying that to make him feel better. It really was sweet of him. He easily pressed into the kiss, feeling the other's hand still in his shirt while he tilted his head into Dracen's other hand. "You're the one that I want to be with too, Dray," he whispered softly, decidign that he should just play along with him and not let on that he knew the other was only telling him that he was still a virgin to make him feel better. He chuckled at the other's reasoning, however, tilting his head up to allow the other better access to his throat. "Just like you are mine," he said softly, slowly pulling up the other's shirt and pulling away from him enough that he could actually pull the other's shirts up and over his head, exposing the other's bare torso. He leaned down, kissing the other's throat and down along his collarbone. He pulled away enough to scoop the other male up into his arms and moved towards the spiral staircase and headed up, finding the other's bedroom on the second level and placed him on the bed and moved over him, kissing him gently. "Don't want either of our first times to end up being on the kitchen counter," he stated with a faint smile as he pressed against the other male and began to unbutton his own shirt.

[atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: center; background-color: #000000; border: 2px solid #939393; color: ; padding: 10px; opacity: 0.5]TAGGED: dray || WORD: 569 || OUTFIT: clicky || NOTES: Sucky word count... -_- || template by emrysdaelan @ caution 2.0 keep the credit or angry badgers will nom your face off!

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[Dracen Alastair Levine]

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TAGGED: salizar WORDS: 0602

Dracen could not keep from laughing softly again, smiling a little at the flush that crossed Zar's face. "Sorry, it's just... I can't believe you have never been with someone," Dracen stated with a shake of his head. "S'just... I mean... look at you. You could have anyone you want." Dracen nodded a little. He was not sure how someone like Salizar could honestly still be a virgin, but he did not really doubt the truth in it. After all, why would the guy lie to him about something like that? It was silly, after all. There was nothing wrong with being a virgin, and to be honest, Dracen actually really did like the thought that Salizar had never really been with someone else. The thought that he had always made him feel a bit sick and upset. After all, how could he even begin to compare positively with someone else? Dracen smiled when Salizar stated that he wanted to be with him too. He almost just asked why, because, well, why? Zar could do so much better than him, so why was the guy just settling? Dracen almost wanted to ask, but he did not. Instead, he just focused on Salizar and everything that was going on between them. He had never really found someone that he had wanted to sleep with until he met Zar. Then it became something that wandered into his thoughts a bit more often than it should have. He had never done anything, though, because as stated before, he had thought the other man was married. Maybe that was why he found it so difficult to believe that Salizar had never slept with someone. He had thought the other man had a wife, so there was that.

"Just like you are mine." Dray smiled slightly at the other man's response and he nodded as he helped Salizar take off the shirts he was wearing that day, letting them fall aside once they were gone. "I really, really like the idea of just being yours," Dracen admitted softly with a slight nod, pressing into the elder man's kisses against his skin. It almost felt like a burning touch, but it didn't hurt or anything. It was very much wanted. He gasped a little in surprise as suddenly Salizar was picking him up, but he did not struggle or anything. The musician simply pressed a kiss to the side of Salizar's neck, resting his hand on the man's shoulder. Once Salizar was over top him, Dracen smoothed both hands over the man's chest before helping him with the buttons on his shirt. "This is much better than the kitchen," Dracen agreed with a nod, leaning up enough to kiss Salizar firmly once again, assisting with getting the shirt all the way off, dropping it aside carelessly once it was gone. Dracen then rested a hand on the back of Salizar's neck, pulling him into a firm and lingering kiss. He honestly had no idea what he was doing, reacting purely on what felt good to him, and he let his hand not on the other man's neck travel over his exposed skin, pressing completely up against Salizar. "Zar, I love you," he finally said softly, nuzzling his nose against the other man's. He had not said it before, though he knew he felt it just the same as Salizar did. It scared him, a lot, if he was honest; but, at the same time, knowing that Salizar felt so strongly for him just made him want to smile. His only hope was that it was not just a dream.

OUTFIT: here NOTES: WORDS COME BACK?! D:

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[Salizar Slone Snighrig]

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[atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background-color: #000000; border: 2px solid #939393; color: ffffff; padding: 10px; opacity: 0.5] Salizar smiled down at the other male as he kissed over his shoulders gently. "I come from a different time, Dracen... before it was really... acceptable to be sexually active with people to whom you were not married." Which was completely true. While Dracen was also right in that he probably could have found a lover or two over the years, but he didn't want just a lover. He wanted a partner. Someone that he could love and who loved him. Someone... that he could spend forever with. Especially now that forever was a very real thing, and he knew that forever was a long time to be alone. Just a hundred years alone was a long ass time, and he wasn't keen on trying to go another hundred years being totally and completely alone. Salizar kissed down the other's stomach, running his hands over the other's skin gently as he pressed their forms together and kissed him again. "I like the idea of you being just mine too..." he stated with a smile, kissing the other's forehead gently before he shifted down so that he could undo the other male's pants.

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