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 Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2024 6:18 pm
“Fine arts, with my minor in business when everything was said and done but to be honest I had nearly enough courses in history that it could have been my minor as well. But yes, it did help to get me situated enough to come over this way when I made a break for it.” Taking the offered hand, he followed them while taking it a bit slow still.
“Both are good options and who’s to say both can’t maybe happen at the same time? I think it’d be quite unfair to not have at least a bit of fun after so long, just have to be careful like we were when my ankle was sprained.” Wrapping an arm around them as he followed, he kissed the side of their neck.
“I’m sure I could pick you up and help you reach up high if needed, maybe put you up on the counter like at my shop.” A bit more teasing as he nipped at them softly.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2024 6:18 pm
“Why not, since you are settling down in this city, go back and finish your history degree? It does no harm, I can help with it. I am no history major, or anything like that, but I’m sure I can help.” He offered, tilting his head for the other as he bared his neck to them. “Mm, understood. And I have a degree in art as well, so I can appreciate that.” Very much so in fact. He didn’t mention his teaching degree, because it didn’t matter here, he was looking to just share what they had in common -an art degree.
“Oh, now that would be enjoyable so long as the shops closed.” He would not like someone to walk in on that sort of thing, though they would have to clean and disinfect everything afterwards….would the work cleaning things up be worth it?
He could think of a few good uses for the other's height actually, and none of them had to do with the current tone of conversation. Leading the other into his bedroom he found himself toeing off his socks, using one foot to toe off the sock on the opposite foot and then repeating the process. The socks were left on the carpeted floor as he pushed the other towards his bed.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2024 6:19 pm
“I wouldn’t mind that but I can’t manage to attend classes while running the shop on my own. I don’t like online classes either but maybe in a few years, I’ll think about it. There isn’t a rush for me to get back into it and I can always just go to the library and read if I want.” It was a nice way to spend some downtime here and there when he got the chance. “Oh, an art degree? I thought you were working on a botany one?”
“If it’s especially slow, I wouldn’t mind that at all.” Letting the other push him towards the bed, he worked off his shirt carefully and let that fall to the floor. “Could be fun on the weekends once I start going in to move furniture since there are no customers then either. But I think I’d prefer to be here on the weekends instead if I can manage it?”
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2024 6:20 pm
“Art is a passion but I find I can’t teach it, the idea is uncomfortable.” He answered honestly. He would have to get some history books, and borrow some from Katya, for René. If the other liked history so much he’d feed the others want to learn and read. He’d feed the liking of history which the other had, it wasn’t a problem at all. In fact, he would really enjoy it.
“I think we can arrange that, weekends only?” He questioned already stripping and moving towards the other. “Do you need help?” Raising a brow while tugging the other down as he pressed his lips to René’s. This time René would find things not as they usually were, Alexandre was planning something.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2024 6:21 pm
“I don’t think I could ever teach, but I can guess teaching art is a lot different since everyone’s got their own style and skills.” Then again every professor he’d had was pretty set in their own ways; it just worked out his work aligned with what they liked.
Thinking about it for a moment as they pulled him down. “I do need to keep on top of my shop, I can’t mess up if I want to stick around here.” He’d love to just stay here until everything was alright again but it wasn’t something he could do with his situation and the lease he had.
“Maybe a bit… you were close with the size of things but the pants are a bit tight.” René scratched at the back of his head as he laughed. “I couldn’t button them to begin with but at least the shirt was big enough to hide that.” Looking down, he almost flinched a bit as he finally got a good look at the bruises and scrapes he had from the night before. Even his navel piercing was irritated from the hit but at least it hadn’t come out. “Nasty b***h… she really did a number didn’t she?” Speaking quietly, mostly to himself before looking back up at Alexandre. “Might need to take it even easier than when I had my sprained ankle…”
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2024 6:21 pm
He’d tried it and found the idea of grading imagination impossible and skill was hard as well when some were good with one style or art and some with another. It was even harder when some simply would not try another style of art, either because the disliked it or they simply refused to budge on things. Some students just did not have respect for some styles. It varied but it had been very difficult he’d found…so he’d given it up.
“Mmm, I know. Though I’d find a way to assure nothing could go wrong for you or the shop.” If things were going to work between them then René needed to remain in Destiny City. He could not be moving off to Europe in order to stay with the other, that simply would not work out. He knew the Negaverse was there, the war was over there, but could he really go live there and give up the fight? Could he settle into a normal life after so long? He doubted it was possible for himself at this point, he doubted it would ever be possible.
“I’m good with guessing sizes, I spend enough time with clothing.” He stated before moving to help the other undress. “I think I can be as gentle as you need. I don’t want to hurt you more than she already did.” He really was not pleased with that corrupt. It was a good thing René was ok; was alive. Moving to slip René’s pants off he went to doing the same for himself, taking undergarments with the pants. Pressing his lips once more to the others while his hands moved upward, slowly, over the others bare chest where they came to rest on his shoulders gently.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2024 6:22 pm
“I can manage, I want to make sure I can do it on my own… just in case…” He wasn’t going to finish that sentence but he had to be able to handle things in case they disappeared again. They were here now and that’s what mattered now as he leaned down and into their kiss again. Wrapping an arm around their waist, he bit their bottom lip softly.
“I’ll let you know alright and pretty soon I should be all okay again and I can handle that roughness you like so much.” It was hard not to just jump back to where things had been, to just act like nothing had happened. Kissing them again, slowly, he was just glad they were here even if everything else was still a s**t show.
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