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Sweet Transvestite
"Well I'm shy now!" Matthew sputtered, still refusing to look at Vlad. He didn't know why he was so uncomfortable. Vladimor was right. Matthew had no objections to... what they did, but that didn't change how he felt now. For a second he dared to open one of his eyes but seeing Vlad's concerned face, he quickly closed them again. "Just... don't worry about me." Matt told him, emphasizing the word "worry" like it was some sort of foreign word he had never heard of before. He stuck his hand out to Vlad to put distance between the two of them, but he quickly put his hand back at his side when he felt the boy's bare chest. After letting out a short, half-breathed sigh, Matthew looked back at Vlad's face again with a look that seemed... sad? Excited? The expression on Matt's face was extremely difficult to read, but then it was suddenly replaced by a look of surprise. "Uh, I'm getting out!" Matthew said his words in an awkward, rushed jumble before walking carefully past Vladimor and getting out, wrapping a towel around himself as fast as he could before walking out into the bedroom. "Dammit, dammit, damn!" Matt cursed in his head, trying o think of what to do.
Rin tried his best, but he couldn't help laughing at his sister's demands. "Stop it!" he said, punching her arm before covering his face to hide his all too obvious laugh. For a second he seemed oblivious to the fact he looked like he was laughing at nothing, but when he realized it he quickly turns his facial posture back to it's original cold look. When Rei tells the bartender to give them too mild drinks he raises his hand up to object. "Something strong for both of us, with shot glasses please." Rin told him, glancing at his sister with the slightest hint of a challenge written on his face. "Are you ready to get your ass kicked?" Rin telepathically asked her, but he rested his head on his hand and turned to her as if he was speaking aloud.
"Ci-cero?" Tabitha asked weakly, slowly opening her eyes. In her sleep she felt cold, but now that she was conscious she could feel the way the heat from the slowly dying fever. She sat up and put a hand to her head, simultaneously checking how bad it was and letting herself breathe in the air that felt like ice compared to her body. She still had a high fever, but she was sure it wouldn't kill her- not today anyway.
Ooc: Ugh addicted to "Collar Full" by Panic! At The Disco X_X I don't listen to them a lot, but man... it's so amazing. Also, when in doubt or you just can't think, make ANOTHER penis joke. xD Sorry, but I think now that you'll read this you'll understand the meaning of um *cough* some of my post...
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