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 Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 9:21 am
The domain of our ever-so-loved feminine nurse man is surprisingly normal compared to the den of his sister. It's a square office with a double bed in the far back corner, decorated with sheets of blue and green with a plum-colored comforter and an assortment of pillows. On the other side of the room is a cozy brick fireplace with a fuzzy navy blue rug in front of it. The rest of the room is dedicated to his work, with an oak desk against the wall neatly stacked with papers. Again, the room looks fairly normal, though this is only due to the fact that Alair hides all of his anime merchandise under his bed.
[[Note: Finker and I have confirmed that a matron can be male when talking about the British term; though it's rare, it isn't improper grammar.]]
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 1:16 pm
As Alair walked in, Vlad ran to his feet, meowing and purring to be fed. "Sush love, I'm sorry!" Alair scopped the fuzzy black cat up into his arms, the poor beast still meowing it's little heart out. "I'm going, I'm going!" He assured the 2 year old, walking over to the cat's dish when he heard a lower pitch of 'meow'. He looked over onto his bed to see Renji, his sister's bit red cat, sitting there. Alair twitched at the site; that cat had always scared him. "How the hell did you even get in here?! The door was locked since this morning..." Alair sat Vlad on a table, pouring it some food which it savagely devoured before picking up Renji by the scruff of his neck and tossing his out of the room. "You're creepy!" Alair called after the cat, who actually meowed in responce as he trudged out the door.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 1:33 pm
Draco bent and scratched Renji behind the ears as he scampered off. He leaned in the doorway and shook his head. "You'd think that we starved him." He eyed the bed. Don't collapse right onto to it. He'll catch on. His eyes darted to Alair. Already knows I'm not well. Only a matter of time. Bugger. "Well, you do, I suppose." He tsked. "Poor thing." When Vlad finished, he scooped the cat up into his arms and stroked it. "Alair's just horrible to you, isn't he? You'd better come live with me, hadn't you?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 1:53 pm
Alair pouted, walking over to pet the cat in his lover's arms. "Oh yes, simply aweful." he agreed, scratching his cat under his chin in apology. "I am sorry dear Vlad." He purred, kissing the cat on the nose, causing him to pur loudly. He looked up at Draco, thistime really studing his face and frowned slightly. "You are really tired... On second thought," He straightend and petted Draco's sheek blond hair back, giving him a simple kiss on the cheak. "I'll let you sleep."
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 2:48 pm
Draco opened his mouth to agree. Instead, he leaned forward and kissed Alair softly. "I feel fine. Really." Draco put the cat down gently and, putting an arm round Alair's waist, pulled him closer. "Absolutely fine." He kissed him again. "I felt better this morning, though." Which isn't completely a lie. He did feel better in the morning, not nearly so tired, but the day was wearing on him and the pile of essays that were on his desk (no, on the floor after this morning) had not been touched in nearly a week. He should have told Alair, should have asked for a sleeping potion after that first night, but he hadn't.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 3:03 pm
Alair blinked. Though he should have expected it, he hoped a little that Draco would get some rest for he did look tired. None the less he responded to the kiss, wrapping his arms around Draco's neck. "Alright... I still dont beleive you though. How 'bout I grab you a sleeping potion and I'll stay with you 'til you get some rest?" And before Draco could protest, Alair gave him a kiss and headed out the door. "Lay down~." He called behind his shoulder.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 4:10 pm
Draco felt the bottom fall out of his stomach. He shook his head. "No. No sleeping potions. No, thank you, Alair. I'll really be fine. I feel fine." God, I don't want to sleep. Draco sat down gently on the bed. He sighed and murmured, "Do you have anything that can produce dreamless sleep?" Draco was undeniably exhausted. He looked up hopefully at Alair. Are you going to ask me? He stared at Alair, unsure if he wanted him to ask or not.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 4:18 pm
Alair smiled back at Draco, happy that he gave in. "I do, but you better tell me what's wrong once you wake up." He said before retreaving the potion.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 4:50 pm
Draco nodded slowly. He knew then that he couldn't tell Alair. He would have to corner Draco and pull it out of him if Alair wanted to know. "Good. How much should I take?" And can I have a cocktail with it? He shuddered. Being drugged made him hideously uncomfortable.
((Tsk tsk. One liner!))
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 5:21 pm
Alair handed him a small bottle. "If you down that then you should get a good two hours." He said and sat next to Draco, curling his arms around Draco's left arm and resting his head on the blond's shoulder.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 5:37 pm
Draco made a face and then knocked back the bottle as quickly as he could, shutting his eyes as though that could block out the bitter taste and the icy cold of potion. He smacked his lips. It was almost slimy. "Alair, that's disgusting. You don't mind if I sleep here." He patted a pillow. "Do you?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 5:43 pm
Alair laughed nervously. "Sorry about that. But yea, of course you can sleep here." He let go of Draco's arm, allowing him to move. "Do you want me to stay? I'll let you sleep, 'm just in a cuddling mood." He explained, trying to hide his hopefulness. Though his horndog may be asking for some action, he was perfectly satisfied just being able to be in the blond's arms.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 8:55 pm
Draco kissed Alair's temple. " 'Course you can. It's your bed, after all." He slipped an arm around the man's waist. "But I'm going to be out like a light, so don't get your hopes up." Draco stood up and stripped quickly. Robes. Shirt. Trousers. He folded them all neatly, placing them on the night stand, and climbed into bed. He realized that he didn't want to sleep. Oh, bugger.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 9:13 pm
Alair blinked at the display and followed suit. He hadn't expected Draco to strip but, monkey see monkey do. After his clothes (minus boxers- he'd evolved from boy-shorts once Kiri finally told him they weren't technically for boys) were off and folded as well, he crawled in after his lover and snuggled in against him. The body was so warm and inviting that Alair almost forgot that Draco was currently off-limits. Then he rememberd that the man was under a sleeping potion and would konk out in a matter of seconds anyways. He inwardly frowned, but nuzzled his face into the crook of Draco's neck. "If I did have my hopes up, it wouldn't matter due to the fact that that potion should be kicking in in a little bit."
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 3:20 pm
Alair was too close, distracting him from thoughts of sleep but also thoughts of dreams. The heat under the bedclothes was oppressive, but he preferred heat to cold. Draco could feel sleep lurking at the edges of his mind, ready to pounce as soon as he let his guard down. He murmured something unintelligible about rekindling Alair's hopes later when Draco had had some proper sleep and fluffed Alair's hair. Draco shut his eyes and told himself that the worst thing was another nightmare and he really should have grown out of the childish fear of those. It's only a couple hours and I bloody well need it anyway. "G'night, Alair. Thanks for the potion." He kissed Alair gently and then, wooziness overpowering him, slept.
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