driftfleet ♪ IC Contact: Year Two

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"You've reached Allen Walker. I'm not around, please leave a message!"

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Mmm, I don't think it's silly. You'd be amazed by how little things actually change in some places. My school was actually pretty good about the sex-ed thing, but other places? Man. They try hammering in that virginity is a precious and special thing that should never be given to anyone except the person you're sure you want to spend the rest of your life with or something, especially to the girls. [He raises his hands a bit to gesture, briefly stopping his circling motion to do so.] "Don't have sex! Ever! You'll get pregnant, and then you'll bleed from your eyes and die!"

[And then he lowers his hands again, going right back to tracing against Allen's shoulder as he rolls his eyes at all of that.]

We didn't get that, but it was still enough to make me wonder if doing it for the first time was going to be some cosmic event. Never happened.

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Really? That's surprising. [Considering how often he hears people from Clay's time remark on how prudish Victorians all are. Scary.] They don't actually tell people you'll bleed out of your eyes, do they? Because that doesn't happen, even if you have a sexually transmitted disease.

[Not that those were any walk in the park either...especially syphilis. Yeesh. Still, it was good to know he wasn't alone in thinking that way. Enough that he'll reply lightly]

And I don't know about this not being cosmic- didn't you just describe this to feel like "the big bang"?

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I don't even know what'd actually make you bleed out of your eyes. [...] And no, I don't really want to know, either.

[Ugh. The image alone makes him want to shudder. He'll focus on Allen's reply instead, which makes him laugh lightly - which Allen will likely bodily feel, with his arm across Clay's abdomen and all.]

Well, no cosmic event could be greater than that, so you got me there. But you know what I mean.

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[It's a good thing Clay clarified, because Allen was opening his mouth to say JUST WHAT WOULD DO THAT, BUT- oh. Okay.] - Ah, right. Of course.

[Moving on then! And he snickers back]

Yeah, I know what you mean. We're still the same. It just...felt good- really good.

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[Look talking about things that can literally make your eyes bleed isn't something he wants to talk about post-sex okok]

Mmhmmm. Really good.

[Clay tilts his head forward a bit to kiss him, the action slow and tender, before he leans his head back enough to talk quietly.]

And there's lots of different ways to do it. We can try whatever we want. I can show you what else I know, too...

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[But it's such a great time for it- except that it's really not. Allen's just a freak with a freaky life.]

[He'll return that slow and tender kiss, smiling into it. He keeps his voice low as well when he responds]

Really? [Now that was an interesting idea. His head tilts a little against his shoulder, smiling coyly] I don't suppose that means you don't have anything else you need to do today, hm?

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Just some paperwork. Paperwork that can be put off for the day.

[He returns that smile, though his body isn't quite up to a second round just yet. But another few minutes, especially with Allen like this, and he's sure he'll be raring to go again.]

You know. Unless you have things to do.

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[He gives a little chuckle as his fingers trace at the line of his muscles. Sure, he still needs a couple minutes too, but not like they didn't have time]

Nothing urgent. Go ahead and put off that paperwork.

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Well, in that case...

[With his arm around Allen's shoulder and the other snaking around his waist, Clay turns to his back, pulling the other with him so that Allen can rest comfortably on top of him. It feels amazing already, their bare bodies up against each other like this, and Clay has to revel in the intimacy of it all, looking at Allen with fondness in his eyes more than anything.]

Consider that paperwork officially put off.

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[He lets himself be pulled, rolling with the movement until he's lying on top of him. He brings up one of his hands so it rests under his chin on Clay's chest, looking up at him with a smile. He loved the closeness, the comfort between them.]

Yar, you make a fine choice, Cowboy.