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Fantasy The World of Engranussia (Closed)

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Graham rested his head on his legs as he tucked into himself slightly. "Of course, you deserve it." His hand darted out to Reaver's hair, pushing it back so it wouldn't get in his face. "You need another haircut."

Crisscrossing his legs after he'd been seated, Reaver would watch. His eyes on Graham's hand for a moment as he snickered. "Aaaah, I know... y' think Zuzu will do it again?"
 
Crisscrossing his legs after he'd been seated, Reaver would watch. His eyes on Graham's hand for a moment as he snickered. "Aaaah, I know... y' think Zuzu will do it again?"

"I think she wouldn't mind." Graham moved the stuff to the side before slowly laying his down into Reaver's lap, looking at the stars. "What do you think is out there, in the other planets and dimensions and galaxies and universes?"
 
"I think she wouldn't mind." Graham moved the stuff to the side before slowly laying his down into Reaver's lap, looking at the stars. "What do you think is out there, in the other planets and dimensions and galaxies and universes?"

Reaver kept his smile, softly stroking his hair as he looked from Graham to the stars above. He gave it some thought for a moment. "... Lots of different versions of what's going on right here, right now. I mean, we're tiny specks compared to everything. Who's t' say we're the only ones like us? Hell! Who's t' say there isn't a realm where we aren't animated pieces of food, or something? Would certainly put that weird fever dream I had when I was ten t' rest."
 
Reaver kept his smile, softly stroking his hair as he looked from Graham to the stars above. He gave it some thought for a moment. "... Lots of different versions of what's going on right here, right now. I mean, we're tiny specks compared to everything. Who's t' say we're the only ones like us? Hell! Who's t' say there isn't a realm where we aren't animated pieces of food, or something? Would certainly put that weird fever dream I had when I was ten t' rest."

"Are you talking about that dream where I was a hotdog and you were a bun? That dream- THAT WAS A WET DREAM, WASN"T IT!?" He sat up, looking to Reaver with a confused look.
 
"Are you talking about that dream where I was a hotdog and you were a bun? That dream- THAT WAS A WET DREAM, WASN"T IT!?" He sat up, looking to Reaver with a confused look.

Reaver widened his eyes, flattening his ears. His face now beet red from embarrassment. "It... might've been-- EEEHHH, I'M SORRY, GRAHAM! I CAN'T CONTROL MY DREAMS! Besides, I only worked up the courage t' tell ya because you kept asking why I woke up even more out of it than I already was. Damn flu virus makin' my dreams even more embarrassingly interesting..."
 
Reaver widened his eyes, flattening his ears. His face now beet red from embarrassment. "It... might've been-- EEEHHH, I'M SORRY, GRAHAM! I CAN'T CONTROL MY DREAMS! Besides, I only worked up the courage t' tell ya because you kept asking why I woke up even more out of it than I already was. Damn flu virus makin' my dreams even more embarrassingly interesting..."

Graham snickered. He then bit the corner of his lip, blushing. "How many times, Rea? How many times have you .. . . tugged one out while thinking about me?"
 
Graham snickered. He then bit the corner of his lip, blushing. "How many times, Rea? How many times have you .. . . tugged one out while thinking about me?"

Still red, he pulled his leg into an embrace soon after yanking his hood over his head just enough to cover his face. "... Q-Quite a few times, actually."
 
Still red, he pulled his leg into an embrace soon after yanking his hood over his head just enough to cover his face. "... Q-Quite a few times, actually."

"Really? Did you . . . did you ever finished while thinking about me?" Graham scooted closer with a cocky smirk on his lips.
 
"Really? Did you . . . did you ever finished while thinking about me?" Graham scooted closer with a cocky smirk on his lips.

"Graaahaaaam, gross!" Reaver huffed, the red on his face having darkened as he hugged his leg tighter. "... Yes, I have. I have, how some say, 'concluded', when thinking about y'." 'HoLY SHIT, REAVER!'


(Yep. Game Grumps joke.
Sorry. I had to.)
 
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"Graaahaaaam, gross!" Reaver huffed, the red on his face having darkened as he hugged his leg tighter. "... Yes, I have. I have, how some say, 'concluded', when thinking about y'." 'HoLY SHIT, REAVER!'


(Yep. Game Grumps joke.
Sorry. I had to.)

"How many times? How many times have you 'concluded'?" He grinned, snickering slightly.
 
"How many times? How many times have you 'concluded'?" He grinned, snickering slightly.

Reaver glanced to him, quickly looking to the ground as his embarrassment kept the dark shade on his face. "I... A lot. A lot."
 
"Diiiirtyyyyyy. Dirty dog. Have you ever . . . thought about me while with another man?" He inched closer.

Reaver seemed to retreat more and more into his sweatshirt. "I... uh... yer the first I've... ehm... been with..."
 
Reaver seemed to retreat more and more into his sweatshirt. "I... uh... yer the first I've... ehm... been with..."

Graham blinked. "I . . . was. . . . your . . . . first? Your . . . . I was drunk. OH GOD WE WERE DRUNK! I"M A TERRIBLE HUMAN BEING! AHHHHHHHH MAKER'S BREATH WHYYYYYYYYYYY!? YOUR FIRST TIME WAS SUPPOSE TO BE ROMANTIC! I"M A RUINER! A RUUUUUUUUUUUUINER! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO HAVE THE PERFECT FIRST TIME! NOT A DRUNK IDIOT TRYING TO BANG YOU! AHHHHHHHHHHH KILL MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
 
Graham blinked. "I . . . was. . . . your . . . . first? Your . . . . I was drunk. OH GOD WE WERE DRUNK! I"M A TERRIBLE HUMAN BEING! AHHHHHHHH MAKER'S BREATH WHYYYYYYYYYYY!? YOUR FIRST TIME WAS SUPPOSE TO BE ROMANTIC! I"M A RUINER! A RUUUUUUUUUUUUINER! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO HAVE THE PERFECT FIRST TIME! NOT A DRUNK IDIOT TRYING TO BANG YOU! AHHHHHHHHHHH KILL MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Reaver popped his head out of his sweatshirt and flinched from the yelling. With a gentle whine, he turned and yanked Graham into a tight hug. "Graham. GRAHAM! We've been through this! It's FINE! Dammit, I can't tell y' how nice it was t' know my first time was with you, even if I didn't remember a thing! The only thing I kick myself fer is I don't remember anything aside from waking up beside y'. And, in those brief few moments y' were still asleep, y' know what I was doing even though I was a bit panicked? I was admiring y' sleeping. Beside me. After something intimate. Y' aren't a terrible human being, it was a complete accident that ACTUALLY... somehow... kicked the relationship off. Because, think about it! I'm assuming ya went and talked t' someone about it, and whom that someone is I'm still not sure, but they told ya how I felt. If not fer the awkwardness, if not fer the actions of two drunk dorks... we probably wouldn't be sitting up here right now..."
 
Reaver popped his head out of his sweatshirt and flinched from the yelling. With a gentle whine, he turned and yanked Graham into a tight hug. "Graham. GRAHAM! We've been through this! It's FINE! Dammit, I can't tell y' how nice it was t' know my first time was with you, even if I didn't remember a thing! The only thing I kick myself fer is I don't remember anything aside from waking up beside y'. And, in those brief few moments y' were still asleep, y' know what I was doing even though I was a bit panicked? I was admiring y' sleeping. Beside me. After something intimate. Y' aren't a terrible human being, it was a complete accident that ACTUALLY... somehow... kicked the relationship off. Because, think about it! I'm assuming ya went and talked t' someone about it, and whom that someone is I'm still not sure, but they told ya how I felt. If not fer the awkwardness, if not fer the actions of two drunk dorks... we probably wouldn't be sitting up here right now..."

Graham pouted. "But I . . . you deserved the best. . . let me make it up to you some more. Let's make love under the stars, eh? Something cheesy and cliche. That's romantic." He kissed Reaver's lips.
 
Graham pouted. "But I . . . you deserved the best. . . let me make it up to you some more. Let's make love under the stars, eh? Something cheesy and cliche. That's romantic." He kissed Reaver's lips.

Reaver blinked from the offer, giving a nod and smiling as he kissed Graham tenderly in return.
 
Reaver blinked from the offer, giving a nod and smiling as he kissed Graham tenderly in return.

Graham slowly got closer and closer to Reaver until Reaver was pinned under him. The food forgotten and will be forgotten until the end of their fun.

(fade to black?)
 
Graham slowly got closer and closer to Reaver until Reaver was pinned under him. The food forgotten and will be forgotten until the end of their fun.

(fade to black?)

(Faaaaade to black!)
 
Graham rolled off of Reaver, panting as the cold nipped at his skin. "Well . . . I say we should have this as annual tradition now. Food, stars, and sex in nature." He turned with a smile to Reaver.

Reaver would pant, gazing at the stars with a satisfied, tired look on his face. His sweat causing a few strands of hair to stick to his forehead. "Perfectly fine by me~" He spoke, turning his head to Graham as he'd smile adoringly.
 
Reaver would pant, gazing at the stars with a satisfied, tired look on his face. His sweat causing a few strands of hair to stick to his forehead. "Perfectly fine by me~" He spoke, turning his head to Graham as he'd smile adoringly.

Graham lowered down and grabbed the apple pie. He brought it back up, taking a chunk with a fork and eating it. "It's cold, but still sooooooooo good. Bite?" He handed a chunk on the fork over to Rea's mouth.
 
Graham lowered down and grabbed the apple pie. He brought it back up, taking a chunk with a fork and eating it. "It's cold, but still sooooooooo good. Bite?" He handed a chunk on the fork over to Rea's mouth.

Reaver perked at this sitting up a bit as he took a bite before moaning from the taste. "Aaah, Gods. I've been dying fer this."
 
Reaver perked at this sitting up a bit as he took a bite before moaning from the taste. "Aaah, Gods. I've been dying fer this."

"I know, it's soooo good. And then you got your whiskey over there. Pour me a drink will yeah?" He ate another chunk of the pie.
 
"I know, it's soooo good. And then you got your whiskey over there. Pour me a drink will yeah?" He ate another chunk of the pie.

Finishing what he had I'm his mouth, he nodded before grabbing two glasses - setting them down as he opened the whiskey. A heavenly smirk appearing on his face from the sound of the untwisting cap before he'd then pour a couple of glasses.
 

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