Curse of the Virgin Canvas || A2

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Curse of the Virgin Canvas || A2 Apr 20, 2014 0:01:27 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2014 0:01:27 GMT -8

How could he lay there that long and not have fallen asleep already? It wasn't like something was bothering him. Amycus had great control of his emotions; and even when something did run the young man the wrong way, Amycus was exceptionally good at not letting it show. Above this, nothing he'd ever done or experienced in his lie had ever caused him to lose sleep. So why in bloody hell was he still awake? Rolling onto his stomach, he huffed and tried to keep his eyes closed. A gap in the curtains around the bed next to him caught his attention though and one blue eye cracked open again to investigate.

The blond hair of his best friend was crumpled upon the pillow under his head. For once, Erebos was sleeping alone. Perhaps it was a courtesy to Amycus. Recently, the two boys had become more than close. Originally Amycus had chalked it up to sexual frustration, then to social influences as it seemed everyone in their dorm was into it; now he was questioning everything. It seemed to him that everyone in their year, in this house, in their dorm, was gay. Rodolphus had been outed, Finn was no secret, Erebos had never been shy about it, and now Amycus had been in a situation that put him into the mix, though he still had the fortune of being private about his affairs. The difference he was finding, however, was that Amycus wasn't looking at anyone else. He wasn't even attracted to men. Girls, sure. He'd always looked at girls and that was something that might never change. But there was something about being with Avery that night that was different from any romp he'd had, or forced Integra or one of the other girls into. Avery was strong enough to take whatever rough housing or beating Amycus could deal out. What was more, Erebos Avery cared about Amycus. No one else ever had. Well, maybe his sister but he'd rather be gay that incestuous.

He thought to call out to the boy, wake him for company, but he was already asleep and it seemed wrong to wake him. Really, Amy should have been asleep too. His mind was too active for that now. Okay, maybe for once somethign could keep him up. He closed his eyes again in an attempt to will himself to sleep. It was pointless. Opening his eyes again, Amycus sat up and rubbed his face.

Reaching out, he found his pack of cigarettes from the nightstand, and a lighter. The dorm room was cold, but his skin hardly reacted. It reminded him of Narcissa for a moment, though he wasn't sure why she was popping into his head. Her company was one he did enjoy though. Contrary to people questioning this particular Black sister, Amycus found her rather comforting and relaxing to talk to. For a moment he contemplated taking a walk in hopes of finding her wandering about sleeplessly as well. That required putting on pants and a shirt though. Instead, he sat at the foot of his bed, feet resting on his trunk, clad only in his navy blue boxers. Running a hand through his messy blind locks, he took a long drag from his cigarette and flicked the ashes on the floor. The sound of someone stirring awake barely caught his attention and he held his breath only a second before he remembered he didn't care if his smoke woke anyone up, and he exhaled softly.

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Last Edit: Apr 20, 2014 0:01:57 GMT -8 by Deleted

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Curse of the Virgin Canvas || A2 May 6, 2014 11:04:59 GMT -8

Post by EREBOS VALI AVERY on May 6, 2014 11:04:59 GMT -8

In light of recent events Erebos Avery had seen better days, but that weekend wasn't one he would soon forget. There was too much to take in and the comfort he had found in his best friend was exactly what he had yearned for and needed. Of course the pair would keep everything under wraps and from the public eye. He saw what had happened to Rodolphus and Joram, how the lions tore them apart. Joram. There was no one he hated more in this world than that taint blood piece of shit.

Finn was all that he wanted, he was his everything and then along came that whore ruining his entire world. Finn Kieran knew exactly how he wanted to be pleased, knew the exact words to speak and get a rise out of him, and of course Erebos never once told him how much he actually cared. Not until it was too late. He brought his fingers to his left hip and ran his fingers over the scars. A very apparent F.K. The sound of movement caught his ear and Erebos cracked open an eye slowly. The scent of cigarette smoke filling his senses. Finn smoked menthols, Rod quit because of the chick he knocked up, and Erebos had a good guess on who it was especially since Amycus had cornered her in their common room the night after.

Rolling over to face Amy's bed he pulled the curtains open and looked him for a moment. His best mate. It was picturesque the way Amycus was sitting at the foot of his bed. Cigarette in hand, hair tussled in different directions. His skinny frame bending at the waist as his knees were brought up. Erebos would have been lying if he had said he didn't want to jump him. Avery's eyes lingered on the petite form of his best mate, before he rolled and placed the soft pads of his feet on the cold stone floor and wandered over to him and sunk to his knees on the trunk.

He reached forward and took Amy's hand with the cigarette propped between his fingers. Erebos brought it to his own lips and pulled in a long drag. He held it for a while and exhaled the smoke up toward the ceiling and let go of Amy's hand. There were a few boys still sleeping so he kept his voice to a low whisper. "You're still awake, something on your mind? Anything I can help with, Amy?"

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Curse of the Virgin Canvas || A2 May 9, 2014 1:09:13 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on May 9, 2014 1:09:13 GMT -8

Amycus' knees fell away from each other a Erebos knelt on the trunk between his feet. A smile played at the corners of his lips upon seeing his friend's face. Now he was almost glad he'd been annoying enough to wake someone. From here on he'd be more quiet, though, not wishing to wake anyone else. This wasn't out of courtesy, but in an effort to give the pair of them a moment of privacy. While conflict plagued his thoughts about Avery, Amycus couldn't help but ease in his presence. He wanted Erebos and that wasn't a secret he could keep from the other young man.

His hand brushed Erebos' cheek a it was brought up for a stolen drag. Normally, Amycus wouldn't share with anyone, but he was a little sleepy, and he couldn't refuse Erebos. His whisper hung in the air as Amycus contemplated an answer. He shrugged lightly, gazing up at him. "Nah, just couldn't sleep."

The opportunity to be charming had come, and Amy knew to avoid it. Erebos would see through his charades. Propping his elbows on his knees and the smoke between his lips, Amycus watched Erebos carefully. His hands rested on Erebos' legs, holding him there gently. "Sorry, if I woke you up. I was trying to be quiet. You should be in bed. Go back to sleep." Rubbing his legs, Amycus smiled gently at the boy who made his heart thud softly and accepted that as truth.

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Curse of the Virgin Canvas || A2 Jun 5, 2014 1:07:59 GMT -8

Post by EREBOS VALI AVERY on Jun 5, 2014 1:07:59 GMT -8

There was something in the way Amycus looked at him when no one was around. Erebos knew what rested behind those eyes and he smiled softly. The way his shoulders relaxed when their eyes connected was a huge part of it. While their other dorm-mates slumbered it was easy to get away with so much, even if it was a simple kiss. One he was hoping to steal before he returned to his own bed.

Reaching down, Er covered Amy's hands with his own as he looked down only for a glimpse and then returned his gaze to Amycus'. "It's quite alright, I was restless as it was. This will more than help." That smile. Everything about Amycus was turning his innards to pudding, the way he smiled, the way his tussled hair lay in directions after a long day. Oh how Erebos longed to rub out the knots in his back and to run his fingers through those soft locks. It was a curse.

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Curse of the Virgin Canvas || A2 Jun 11, 2014 11:10:33 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Jun 11, 2014 11:10:33 GMT -8

Erebos, too, seemed to ease in their quiet little moment. Amycus couldn't help but smile. He let the silence drag out a little longer, soaking in the uninterrupted attention he was getting. It was kind of nice; calming, even. Normally, Amycus felt like a nuclear explosion, continually combusting through his life. But, Erebos put a stop to that, even if only momentarily. It felt like taking in a deep breath of the purest air. That breath caught slightly when Erebos' blue eyes focused back onto his own. Hanging on his words, Amycus took in what Erebos spoke.

"Restless? Why so? Are you alright?" Had anyone been listening, Amy's tone wouldn't have sounded so soft or concerned; it would have been low, cold, and unfeeling. But he did care about Erebos, and there was no point hiding that right now. Why bother? He wanted Er to feel cared for. Lifting a hand, he pulled the cigarette from his lips, and exhaled, smoke curling out from his tongue. His other hand slipped slowly up, over Erebos' hips, resting gently on his abdomen. "I wish it were safe here. I worry that even curtains can't secure privacy."

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Curse of the Virgin Canvas || A2 Jun 18, 2014 14:24:09 GMT -8

Post by EREBOS VALI AVERY on Jun 18, 2014 14:24:09 GMT -8

Erebos looked to Amycus, his soft eyes focusing in on his lovers. Those soft lips enticing him. Screaming at him to take them away to somewhere private and quiet. But Er knew better than to jump him infront of all the other boys. Sure they all had their quirks, but Amycus, for all sake and purpose, was straight. "I keep thinking of the future. We're out of here in the next few months. Done, but we're just getting started. I am fine Amy. More than fine, but my mind is just on, full steam ahead."

The touch from Carrow sent a chill through his flesh and he reached forward running his thumb over Amy's smooth abs. Leaning forward, Er inhaled the exhaled smoke and let it flow out of his nose in a huff like a dragon. "I know, I wish it were too. I'd make up an excuse saying that our entire dorm is into blokes, which wouldn't be a lie, but I don't want to over step our agreement." Rolling his shoulders back, Er really studied Amycus and ran his hands up his sides. "We could always lock ourselves into the bathroom for five minutes." Er leaned in whispering into his ear and pulled the cigarette back to his own lips, taking in the final drag.

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Curse of the Virgin Canvas || A2 Jun 23, 2014 0:23:19 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2014 0:23:19 GMT -8

"Don't think about it. Don't worry about it. Don't even let it plague your mind at all. I've got it worked out. I've got a house lined up with my mother's help, and a job with my father's." Amycus spoke his words as though he were trying to sooth Erebos. It wasn't that Erebos needed any reassurance, nor was he set to be creating some sort of life with Amycus. Never the less he said it all anyway. It made him proud to know that if he did need to take care of Erebos, he was fully capable of that.

Running his hands over Erebos' stomach, he snaked them around to hold his hips, keeping the boy close to him. He took a long moment to admire Er, and just watched the way he moved his lips around the smoke and his own words. "You would be perfectly right. Save maybe for Rosier.' He chuckled softly and sighed. "I'd love to say I'm the sort of man with some sort of restraint, but... Tonight I'm feeling like I might need company." Even Amycus had his weaknesses.

His malachite eyes glanced around the room and then turned to Er in the darkness accompanied by a devious smile. With no regard to the embers, Amycus took the very end of the smoldering cigarette and rolled it between his fingers to put it out, dropping the ashes and filter to the floor."Lay with me. We'll pull the curtains closed. Keep our voices down. If anyone asks we were out all night with Integra. There's no way she's in her bed tonight. No one has to know."

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Curse of the Virgin Canvas || A2 Jun 23, 2014 22:37:20 GMT -8

Post by EREBOS VALI AVERY on Jun 23, 2014 22:37:20 GMT -8

"All I can do is think about it. all i can think about is us." His soft eyes zero'd in on him with nothing but clear affection. Amy moved his hands across Er's stomach and he flexed his muscles involuntarily. Covering the blonde's fingers with his own, trying his damnedest to not laugh out loud and squirm. Erebos allowed his own malleable lips to part. "You know I'm ticklish." The words were soft whispers dancing in the silent air.

Erebos shifted on his knees before him and lifted his hand to Amycus's face. "Good because I really need to lay beside you." Out of habit, Er ran his thumbs across the apples of Amy's cheeks. "My bed is so cold without you Aims."

The instant the cigarette butt hit the floor, Er tore his vision from the dead cancer stick. Matching Amycus's eyes and grin with a look of his own. "I'll lay by your side even when we're both in the grave." He chuckled and moved his hands over Amy's shoulders. Softly pushing him back to the plush mattress behind him. "I'm glad you need me. I'm not going to be going anywhere soon and it's a bit too late now. You're on your back, so we better hope that you can make these curtains as sound proof as possible."

Overcome with the need to touch Amycus, Erebos let his hands move over the soft pale skin o his lover. Kissing up the chiseled slopes of his stomach and chest. Finally making it to his lips. After pulling the emerald green curtains shut, he leaned into his ear and whispered. "I need you."

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Curse of the Virgin Canvas || A2 Jul 17, 2014 22:58:00 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2014 22:58:00 GMT -8

Erebos moved with such a melodic simplicity, that it captivated Amycus entirely. It intrigued Amy to notice that there was a sudden ease with which he moved himself, and even more intrigued that he enjoyed it. His hands moved in perfect sync to Erebos' body, running over the details of his muscles and limbs. "Don't worry, Love. I'll never let your bed go cold again," he whispered as the pair hit the mattress. Avery's talk of graves sent a shiver up his spine. With his thin fingers, Amycus traced the shadows of Erebos' ribs, committing their contours to memory.

With a soft chuckle, Amy allowed the boy to explore his own chest, as he reached for his wand. Kissing Erebos' lips felt like falling in love with him all over again. Embraces like this didn't come often, and the sensation always felt new to him. Casting a damn good muffilato charm on the bed, he smiles. "I'm a little worn out after the day, but I can promise to hold you. I can promise to love you for the moment. All else is a bonus." A chuckle escaped his chest as he ran his hands through the boys blond hair. "We have to be careful you know. Outside the confines of these curtains."

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Curse of the Virgin Canvas || A2 Sept 8, 2014 0:00:19 GMT -8

Post by EREBOS VALI AVERY on Sept 8, 2014 0:00:19 GMT -8

Just as Amycus' hands moved smoothly over his bare flesh, Erebos couldn't help but smile. Spider like fingers running through his hair had urged the boy on. Slowly he lowered his lips to Amy's chest kissing over the milky white skin presented before him. "You better not, I'll hold it against you if you do." Erebos whispered as he placed small kisses over his lover's skin with a light laugh.

Looking up from Amy's stomach, Er tilted his head to the side inspecting his features. "I'll make damn sure that you sleep well tonight. anything you want I'll deliver straight away." Shutting up for a moment he nodded at being confidential outside the curtains and with that he moved lower passed the waist band of his boxers and reached over making certain that the curtains were entirely closed.