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Post by storyteller on Jun 26, 2016 14:20:30 GMT
Talon was so incredibly stoked. He'd only been in town for two days and the third of their trio was showing up. This was the best winter vacation ever. He ran up the stairs at 5 am and barged into Des' room tackling him on his bed and putting him in a headlock.
"Wake up lazy ass! Dad and I are going to pick Kyrian up at the airport and you have to come with us!"
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Post by Admin on Jun 27, 2016 4:19:29 GMT
Des shook his head, more than a little groggy. "Huh, what? Ok. Yeah... I good. Ok."
He pulled the covers back, disregarding the fact that he didn't have clothes on, and started looking for pants. They had been friends since before they could walk, we wasn't concerned about nudity at this point.
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Post by storyteller on Jun 27, 2016 5:05:01 GMT
"Dude! That is a white ass! When was the last time it saw any sun?" He put on his sun glasses with a smirk.
"We got chicory in the car. And we gotta have a bro talk on the way up there. Just something I've noticed and I can't ignore it."
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Post by Admin on Jun 27, 2016 21:04:26 GMT
"I'm darker than you, pasty. And I'm outside all the time." He pulled on his clothes and boots, shuffling out the door.
"And what we got to talk about now, us?" He still wasn't awake, his mind was still stuck in his dream with his beautiful ginger goddess. It was only for Kyrian that he was abandoning that dream for the harsh cold outside.
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Post by storyteller on Jun 27, 2016 22:33:29 GMT
Talon chuckled at him. It was true, he was the whitest out of the three. It didn't matter how much sun he got all he did was burn and then turn white again.
He waited until they were in the car to start, handing Des his chicory first. "It's about Seri. I figured I would give you a few pointers on dating a Pooka so that you won't go through what I did. I've seen how you treat her. You're mama definitely raised you right. You treat her like a queen. Would you disagree with that statement?"
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Post by Admin on Jun 28, 2016 0:20:03 GMT
"No, that's how you're suppose to treat a lady? You tellin' me that's wrong, you?"
He was slightly more awake now and looking his friend over in a questioning manner. He also had to remind himself what Talon was before he questioned his knowledge of Pooka.
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Post by storyteller on Jun 28, 2016 2:04:44 GMT
Talon took a drink of his chicory savoring the bitter flavor. He knew Des was going to be skeptical but he knew from experience and wanted to save him the heartache because he knew he cared for the girl deeply.
"Not entirely. And I'm sure she enjoys it. For now. But she's never going to be a queen. If you want a princess, you're better off dating a Sidhe. Anyway, here's what I'm trying to get at. She's an aspiring mechanic. She plays football with the boys. She has the animal spirit of a bear, albeit a small one, trapped inside her. She's a dirty, rough and tumble kinda girl and that's not something she'll grow out of. Changlings have to be true to themselves or they lose glamour and when they lose too much glamour they wither. Pampering is all fine and dandy but she needs to be pampered in her specific way. If she feels like she's losing herself, she'll lose you first. Trust me. I know from experience."
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Post by Admin on Jun 28, 2016 3:15:36 GMT
Des sat there, sipping his drink processing Talon's words. He didn't think he pampered her all the time. They often talked about cars, even worked on his when she was over. They watched sports together and he never pampered her or doubted her ability on the field. She was a force to be reckoned with and he knew it. It made him proud! He loved her just the way she was, he didn't want her to be prissy and dainty like Sabine or Kat.
"I didn't think I treated her that way. I don't want her to lose herself. And I don't want her to think that I wish she was different, me. Shit.... I love that she's feisty, that she tumbles around with the guys and doesn't complain, her. Ugh..." He just let his head fall back on the headrest. He didn't want her to go, he never wanted to smother her.
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Post by storyteller on Jun 28, 2016 3:23:04 GMT
"Look, I'm only warning you for two reasons. One because your football season is over and she's going to be craving that violence. And two, well, I just saw how much she lit up when you told her I wrestle gators. She is a violent little thing."
He chuckled but he could see that his friend was frustrated. "Sorry I brought this up. I'll do anything to help you keep her and I know Kyrian will too. I'll beat up every guy that looks at her."
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Post by Admin on Jun 28, 2016 3:30:33 GMT
Des chuckled. "Not necessary, you. I just don't know if I can be that way with a girl. I mean, like I said, I like her the way she is. I don't want her to change. But I don't know if I can ever be violent with a girl, especially one I care for. It not how I was raised, how I'm programmed. You know?"
Now he was starting to worry if he was really the man she needed. He'd never really thought about it like that before. He could wrestle around with her and get a bit rough and tumble. But he didn't know if he could be like some of the stories he'd read since she sent him that link. He had read through some of the stories that had the same tags as the one she'd sent... And even though the girls in the stories seemed to enjoy what was being done to them, it had kind of made him angry to hear about a man treating his lady that way. It wasn't right, it wasn't proper. That's not what his brain accepted as "Affection." He started to feel like he was going to puke. He just set his cup in the cup holder and decided to try to change the subject.
"So, does Kyrian know that I'm commin' with ya to pick him up?"
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Post by storyteller on Jun 28, 2016 3:36:54 GMT
Talon could read Des like an open book and he didn't like what he was seeing. He could tell he was doubting himself now and he felt horrible for bringing it up. He silently vowed to build up his confidence which would surely allow him to keep the girl.
"Nah. I didn't tell him. He thinks it's just me and dad. Figured it would be a nice surprise."
The car pulled into a parking spot and stopped. "Alright boys. Get your game faces on. Time to pick up trouble."
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Post by Admin on Jun 28, 2016 3:42:36 GMT
Des laughed. "If you say so, Pops." Kyrain was the eternal wing man. Not that he wasn't a good looking guy. He was just always smaller than him and Talon. He was the quiet one. He always looked like he was thinking. Even though He and Talon knew better.
"Lets do this! Um, does Kyrian know anything? I mean, did you tell him about you?" He didn't know what how Kyrian was going to react to all of this weird. Sometimes it was still a bit much for him to wrap his head around.
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Post by storyteller on Jun 28, 2016 3:47:35 GMT
Talon shook his head as he got out of the car and instantly started shivering. "Fuck I hate this weather! No, I haven't told him anything. I figured it would be better to tell him in person so I could show him. Apparently he has a bit of news for us too. Maybe his balls finally dropped."
He laughed as he followed his father inside. He loved Kyrian like a brother but it didn't stop him from teasing the boy.
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Post by Admin on Jun 28, 2016 3:50:59 GMT
"Bout damn time!" He laughed. There was nothing but love for Kyrian and Talon and if anyone else ever talked about one of them they way he did, he'd beat their face in. These were his brothers, it was allowed... and expected. They walked into the terminal and found a seat, waiting for the plane to land.
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Post by storyteller on Jun 28, 2016 3:59:55 GMT
The plane landed about thirty minutes later. By the Talon had worn a hole into the tile with his pacing and managed to flirt with three different girls. As soon as he saw the plane he was glued to the glass until the passengers started to enter the airport through the terminal.
Kyrian was tired and cranky and cold when he got off the plane. The coffee and food sucked on the way there. He hated flying. It was refreshing to see familiar faces when he came in though. Of course Talon's dad was the first person he saw because the dude was a mammoth.
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