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Post by ASHTON JOHNSON on May 10, 2009 21:41:02 GMT -5
"hmm...' he nodded. Ashton had to admit the power of Hobo was quite hard to resist. Ashton was definitely not one that could do it, he was probably as bad as Peter was, except he wasnt around it all the time. Though lately hed been around it a lot more then hed been, aside from the time Hobo had been staying with him while PEter had been pissed at him. Licking his lips he looked down at Hobo using one elbow to bear his weight on the bed as he used the other hand to stroke over Hobos head and back. "Sorry hobes..' he said when Peter said hed rather cuddle with him over Hobo. He smirked some. "Guess you just dont have the right parts..' he said and then chuckled making a small face. "Thats wrong on so many levels..'
Ashton watched as peter poked hobo and hobo reluctantly moved off of him and hopped down moving to the corner of the room that had Peters sweater on it. "well at least now he can pretend hes sleeping with you."he smirked, tilting his head to look back at Peter. Peter was sitting up to take his shirt off and Ashton didnt even hide the fact he was obviously staring at the now revealed skin of his boyfriends upper body. He didnt have to pretend anymore, this was one of those perks. Licking his lips he could practically taste peter on them already, knowing how his skin tasted and felt. He leaned forward pressing his lips to the warmth of his chest closer to his shoulder before settling back.
Ashton had to stop himself before he went any further and decided he didnt want to stop. He wouldnt have forced Peter, but he knew Peter was tired and why give hope to his body when he knew it wasnt going to happen. Peter was a drug, an addiction for him and once he got a taste he wanted more and more. Ashton pulled his bottom lip in between his teeth biting it a bit harder then he had meant to. He winced slightly but continued. Maybe it would distract him enough.
AShton settled back further as Peter laid down next to him his head on his shoulder. It was comfortable and welcoming. Ashton was well aware how nicely they seemed to fit, another oddity for him, but something he quite liked. He put an arm around him as he felt Peters hand at his hip lacing their fingers. He didnt pull away, this was... nice. Relaxing and Ashton was really starting to get used to this feeling. It was nice.
Ashton watched the screen as the movie played out, they were singing 'Your Song' on the movie when he heard Peter say goodnight. He was about to tell him good night when he heard peter say something else. It made him stiffen, his eyes widening as he stared at the screen, the sound seeming to disappear, all sounds disappearing. Did he just say.... No he couldnt have, maybe hed heard wrong. It had barely been there and Ashton wondered if maybe he was just hearing things. Maybe it had been the movie... but he knew it wasnt. It couldnt have been his imagination.. that was the farthest thing from his imagination.
Ashton looked down at Peter. "what?' he asked, his voice low but Peter was out. He shook him a little, but nothing. Ashton looked up again his eyes transfixed on the screen but not really watching it. There was no way. He could ask him in the morning but Ashton really didnt think it would be wise to bring it up. He didnt want to get into that situation where he Peter could get pissed at him for not returning it.
Licking his lips he settled more into the bed, his arm tightening around Peter. maybe if he pretended that it had never even been brought to his attention or... existence then it would go away. yeah.. hed do that. Ashtons eyes went up to the ceiling before squeezing them shut. He couldnt hear the movie anymore even if he tried.
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