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Thread: Reconnected [Reserved]

As much as Izzy didn't want to go there, as much as he'd rather stay safe behind the walls of lust and feigned ignorance, his heart still beat deep down inside of him. As much as he'd wished that he could simply switch off the valve that lead to his feelings, he just couldnt. His heart broke as he thought about her leaving, and felt each and every bit of her frustrated senses. He knew that the orchestration of his actions weren't the most ingenious, especially considering the fact that he was about to fulfill their aching desires for one another the moment before he had asked, but then again he wasn't known particularly for his timing nor smoothness. It was true, he was rather blunt, and not the most socially literate of people, but hey, that made him all the more endearing, right? His displaced and hypocritical concern soon began to fall, just as her impulsive desires to flee. With the thought of his heart and feelings being vulnerable, his hands began to instinctively move to incite her. Running down her back and her sides, the instruments of pleasure began to rub her body in the familiar patterns that they were used to. Guiding her senses to excitement, and their minds to things other than the most prominent issue at hand. As a defense, his hands had strayed, and his eyes and mind followed suit. It was true, her unique looks and slender frame always seemed to drive him wild, and to this very day, he had no explanation for it. As his eyes skimmed down the familiar curves and his fingers indulged in her delicate flesh, his thoughts no longer were consumed for his concern and care for her, instead, he had begun to rhythmically move his body against hers, and move his comforting grasp into one where he could move his finger tips up her breast, teasing her ever so slightly. Well if you're not... he started before her lips met his. With that, he threw himself into her, the same way he had whenever she would perk his interest all of those many other times. His hairs stood on the back of his neck, and his whole body gave a slight shiver, as his lips wrestled with hers hungrily. Despite all the confusion and worry, some things never changed. His passion and fervor were unchanged, nor was there any deviance in the actions or the greedy movements of his hands. Running down her back, his hands soon met her waistline, and playfully tugged at her boxers. Rather than simply strip them off, his hands moved to play with her cute little ass. Groping and caressing, his hands explored the familiar area. Regardless of criticism or praise, he found her body perfectly sculpted, and his hands paid tribute to this. Even with his immaculate knowledge of her form, his hands continued to search and seek, as if carving out a new path across her body. Warmth began to rise in his body, as hot air escaped his lips, seemingly searing her tender flesh. A shudder, and his lips met hers once more.
Thread: Reconnected [Reserved]

Anna might have come off as a heartless, uncaring human being that only wanted to get her jollies off at the moment, but that was far from the truth. The problem was just that, she was human. Therefore, she was scared and opted to be greedy in order to run away from her problems temporarily. Of course they would come back and haunt her, but at the moment she was enabled the opportunity to survive this ordeal. So of course she took the initiative and tried to sway their thoughts elsewhere, to a place they both enjoyed. Maybe they'd be lucky enough to get lost in this dream world of pleasure and they wouldn't wake up. That seemed tempting, and the young woman was far too eager to see if such a thing could come true. What did she have to lose? Their time was running out... She was unbelievably happy that he gave in, as well. Because the feeling of his lips pressed to hers, and their bodies smashed in a heated connection was one that was priceless. Izzy knew exactly how and where to touch her, and Anna was already reduced to a whimpering, squirming little mess. Craving his taste like a starving survivor, she swirled her tongue around his own, the slippery heat surging throughout the entire length of her form. A breathy gasp escaped her, while her nails stroked up the curves of his back, running along the protrusion of his spine. She counted each and every vertebrae, the action almost loving before her hips pressed into his. Izzy, she whispered, her tone akin to that of a plead. His fingers taunted the sensitive flesh of her bottom, her muscles tightening with anticipation. He was caressing nearly every inch of her, yet he avoided the core locations that would surely send her over the brink. No matter how much she tried, just to see, Anna couldn't think about anything else. Her mind was fogged up with pleasure and the looming situation at hand. They were about to drive each other simply mad, and she took the opportunity to test the waters as she was so used to doing. Her hand strayed, slipping between their grinding bodies as to press her warm palm firmly against his covered groin. She groped and massaged, the length so familiar to her. Just touching him like this drove her up a wall and she moaned, the sound guttural and raw. He was hardening, and not before long, did she press her thumb against the head. She wanted to hear him, to make him antsy and unable to control his urges. The material of his boxers were pinned to the sensitive tip, where she began a circular motion, over and over again. Moan for me, she cooed against his lips, her tongue tracing the seam of his beautiful mouth. Tell me how good I make you feel, she enticed, giving a particularly tight and demanding squeeze to his enclosed member. He felt magnificent in her grasp and Anna couldn't help but grow wet, waiting for him to use his ever-so talented hands, fingers...mouth, lips and tongue, to devour her currently aching sex.
Thread: (Izzystheone and Ishu) It's all for the band.

Ishu Acacia Kodoo Gabriel Haijime Michael Gabriel strummed the cords of his guitar while lightly nodding his head to a song he had blasting from the speakers on the wall. He was sitting in an old bean bag chair that was about as wide as he was tall. His room was actually the basement, which he had made into his nest. He played music here, he jammed here on his own, he had friends come down here, he smoked, he drank, he did drugs and he fucked stupid bitches down here. Everything he wanted, when he wanted, and how he wanted. Fuck, if he had a gun he would make the dumb bitches play Russian Roulette with each other. The house was nice, two stories with a basement, an attic, four bedrooms and three bathrooms. It was pretty big but mostly because their parents were well off. Their parents were both white, despite their childrens first names, but the confusion stemmed from their Mother. She was adopted and raised in China by natives so she carried their values- and their language. Their Father was from Europe but a lot of his work sent him to Japan. Needless to say, they both left plenty of money for their children and a moderate amount of freedom. Their Father was never around but he kept tabs on them and as for their mother, well, she is never really mentioned. Gabriel paused mid note when he saw a streak of blond and black fall in through the tiny window toward his cieling. He lifted his chin as a greeting to Moriah as he took a long drag on his cigarette and blew the smoke from his lungs into the air, Where's Izzy? He picked up a small glass and drank the orange-ish contents- probably scotch. She was studying at the coffee table in the living room, actually finishing up her homework for the entire week. It was Monday. She heard the doorbell go off and looked up, her light blue eyes staring at the door. She wondered who could be here on a Monday but decided she would find out soon enough. Standing up, she dropped her pencil in the middle of her math book and wandered over to the door. Acacia peeked through the little hole and saw someone but was not sure who it was. She paused and thought about any possibility that Gabriel had said something to her about guests but could not recall. Nonetheless, she opened the door and looked out to the person, waiting for them to state their name and purpose. She was small and fragile with porcelain skin and pure white hair. Her hair tended to curl early in the morning, right when she was waking up, or after she'd taken a shower. Right now it had a bit of curl to it since she had just showered not too much earlier. She was wearing a blouse and a pair of dark jeans.
Thread: (Izzystheone and Ishu) It's all for the band.

Izzy simply looked at her for a while. At first he assumed that it was one of Gabriel's little whores, but then he realized that it was actually Acacia. His blank stare soon turned into recognition as he lifted his eyebrow, Acacia? Is that really you? he stammered, a bit taken aback by how it hadn't seemed like she'd changed much at all. She was still small, petite, and it seemed well mannered. She hadn't even spoken to him when she opened the door. He just chuckled a bit and then his hands went to his pockets. He didn't really know what to say to her after all of these years. For a moment he just shuffled his foot and stood there before her. So... how have... you um... been? he asked, rather lamely as he looked up at her. Moriah looked to her fellow band-mate and walked over, grabbing his cigarette from his hand, and taking a drag, blowing some right back at him. You know, smoking kills, I hear, she said with a dry tone. She laughed a bit and then plopped down across from him, Hell if I know, he's probably upstairs dicking around or something. I don't know, maybe your sister is letting him in or something. I swear, he knows where you stay, but you know how he always tries to bullshit your dad if he's around. Almost like he's trying to date your dad or something. she just said before she looked over at the drum set. I swear sometimes I wonder what's going on in that kid's head. she said as she leaned back and laced her fingers with one another. She was dressed in fishnet leggings, a short skirt, and a rather tattered top that showed small bits of her stomach, with a couple of bracelets, and a few of her piercings in. Izzy just then moved to the side, Well I was just knocking in case your dad was here... but I guess we have practice coming up soon. he murmured weakly. Moriah just shrugged, He knows I gotta go in to work tonight. I swear I'm going to kick his ass if he wastes our time. she said as she ran her hands along his drum, flicking off the small amount of dust that was on his set.
Thread: (Izzystheone and Ishu) It's all for the band.

Once he used her name she started to recognize him. She smiled genuinely up at him and stepped forward to hug him. She stopped with her arms midway and put them back down, blushing nervously. She moved some white hair behind her ear and stepped to the side of the door, letting him in. Acacia had never been big on socializing with others, but she was always clingy when it came to close friends. She used to give Izzy hugs when she was small, around 5 years old. But that was a long time ago, right before she started going to private schools. All of the affection dwindled as she disappeared into books and her education. He grumbled something in a different language and took the cigarette back from her, sucking down the rest and blowing it into her hair, Pfff, yeah. He agreed with her talking about Izzy and his dad. His dad was a hardass and never stuck around long enough for anyone to get a good look at him. His work had been stifling him even more as of late- what with the whole international business and such. Well, Gabriel traced his fingers around her belly button and let them crawl up under the bottom hem of her shirt, He won't be coming around any time soon. It's just me, He leaned forward and smelled her hair, and you... He kissed on the back of her neck, flirting with her like he did everyone else. Once he came inside, she shut the door behind him and pointed over to a door off to the side. It led down into the basement and that was where Izzy would find Gabriel. Minding her own business, Acacia went back to the coffee table, sat down and picked up her pencil.
Thread: (Izzystheone and Ishu) It's all for the band.

He was taken back by her friendliness. He hugged her as well, and just smiled a little. As she motioned for the door he just looked to her and nodded. Before she got back into her book he mentioned, Hey, it was good to see you... don't be a stranger, okay? He just smiled a bit and headed down to their band room, to practice, and suggest a couple of things. He walked in on Gabe with his hands on Moriah and he just shook his head, Nice guys... real nice. Moriah quickly interjected to defend herself, It's not what it looks like Izzy! You know I'm not that easy. she hissed at Gabe. I'm not that cheap, you have plenty of your little worshipers for that. she said as she straightened herself out and stood. Come on, let's stop messing around and get to why we're even here, aren't we here to make some music? Izzy just rolled his eyes, That's what I came down here for, I don't know about you two. he said as he smirked and rolled his eyes, You know I can go back upstairs and talk to your sister if you want me to give you two some space. he said as he just twirled his drumsticks between his fingers, playing a low snare instinctively. Moriah just rolled her eyes, Please, just because you want to hit on that poor little child doesn't mean we're going to postpone practice any longer. she said crossly. She shook her head and said, Look I don't want to have to call up the cops, so keep your head in the music, and lets cut all of the drama and divertions!
Thread: (Izzystheone and Ishu) It's all for the band.

Gabriel chuckled quietly as he watched her get up. He was more than willing to take her on the stairs, if she would have him. Or if she wouldn't- he didn't care either way. But when Izzy mentioned his sister, Hey! Don't talk about my sister- got it? He jumped up from the bean bag and drank down the rest of his scotch, a bit of it spilling and waving over the curves of his abs. He set the glass down on a little wooden table and wiped the scotch across his skin until it dried onto him. Gabriel picked up his guitar and put the strap around his shoulders. He picked a few of the strings and motioned over at Moriah, C'mon, Let's do this. An' no cops. He reached over and turned off the stereo system so they could hear themselves play without background noise. He started off a random song with a few riffs and let it come to a low stop, So, what do you guys want to start at? He let a note hum out quietly as he spoke, ready to get into his own personal jam if they didn't catch up soon enough. Her pencil scribbled onto the paper, though her eyes drifted off to the side as she heard her brother start to play his instrument. They had only been at their house for a month or so and he hadn't made too much noise. But now that he had friends over, it was hard to saw how loud they would get. They probably came over while she was at school, which wouldn't surprise her. For some reason she didn't feel comfortable with that. Living with Gabriel in general wasn't easy. She ignored the noise for now and continued working on her homework.
Thread: (Izzystheone and Ishu) It's all for the band.

Izzy just rolled his eyes and kept up with the beat that Gabriel was playing. He thought that his friend's defense of his sister was a flagrant display of misplaced chivalry, but then again he wasn't about to criticize his best friend, nor try to make him look any less appealing to Moriah than it seemed like he was at the moment. Izzy just sped up the tempo, feeling like releasing some of his stress out with a certain beat. He figured that Gabriel and Moriah would just go with it, or maybe they'd take it in a new direction. Normally he was a bit more focused on things being in order, but today he was just grateful to have his friend back. Moriah just laughed and said, Whatever you say boss. ONE TWO THREE... she then followed the two band-mate's leads and moved straight into a song. She sang loud, allowing her voice to belt out. Out of the corner of her eye, she looked over at Izzy, for a good long ten or fifteen minutes. The harsh sarcasm wasn't present here, instead the emotion in her voice intensified. This led Izzy to get more into the music, and push himself to play faster and more energetically. Izzy wondered though about Acacia. He hadn't seen her in years. It was true, the majority of the memories he had of her was when she was only a small child. He couldn't help but think that she hadn't changed much in appearance from when he had first known her. He wondered though, if she'd changed, or if she was still so very reserved and quiet as she had been in her youth.
Thread: (Izzystheone and Ishu) It's all for the band.

Gabriel went with it, strumming the cords like they were his own heartbeat. He watched Moriah pour her heart out while looking at Izzy. He didn't understand what she saw in him, but he didn't care. Relationships just weren't for him. It was a waste of time and emotion. He belted a riff off of his guitar and sat down as he played, going over the cords again and again. Acacia heard the playing get louder as the others joined in. It wasn't her taste in music and it all seemed... off. It didn't sound like they were playing anything specific. She got up from her spot and went into the kitchen. She picked up a glass from the cupboard and poured herself some white grape juice. She pressed the glass to her lips and drank. Before they moved, she was still reserved but she was open among her small family. It wasn't until going to Europe for a few years that she changed. It wasn't a noticeable change unless you were around her a lot. But she just... stopped talking. She would say something here and there but it was never really heartfelt or important.
Thread: (Izzystheone and Ishu) It's all for the band.

Izzy was the complete opposite of his friend. Then again, when you were deprived of clairity and structure for your entire childhood. When he was with someone, it wasn't just a matter of plasing himself, he really connected with that person. At the same time, that doesn't mean that they were neglected or set to the side in the matter of pleasure. He was more than happyto make them happy in any way. Still, it did something odd to the band, to have that sort of history, and chemistry involved. Although Izzy and Gabriel were like brothers in his mind, they had never connected like he had with Moriah naturally. While the breakup had been pretty bad, and Moriah had shot her chances of saving the relationship. She still held onto the fact that he was forgiving and rather nice, but it wasn't completely obvious to everyone, although she was hardly discrete. As the hours passed by, Izzy stood up and said, I'm gunna grab something to drink and a snack, you guys want anything? He pretty much helped himself whenhe was over at Gabriel's, but at the same time, he would expect his best frind to do the same if he were over. Moriah just shook her head, sighing softly, as her mind wandered from mere lyrics and songs to implications and daydreams. Don't get any ideas Gabe, I'm not that easy. she commented dryly.
Thread: (Izzystheone and Ishu) It's all for the band.

He brought his strings to a slow stop. He didn't know what time it was and if he wasn't in the basement he wouldn't know where he was. He always lost himself in the music. It was the only place that made sense to him. He picked up a cigarette and put in his mouth, Scotch. Two cubes. He handed the glass over to Izzy and picked up a lighter. Gabriel lit his cigarette and looked over at Moriah. Smirking, he inhaled on the cigarette and exhaled the smoke through his nostrils, You can pretend I'm him, He reached over to her shoulder after sauntering over and he put his fingers under part of her shirt. He started to push her shirt off of her shoulder, If that gets you off, anyway. His other hand moved to her lower back and brought her against his body, It won't be bad, I promise. He hit on her a lot, as a joke, when she and Izzy were together. But now that they were apart he could weasel his way in and get what he wanted. Acacia was sitting on the couch when Izzy came up. She was hugging a pillow to her chest and she was watching the news on the TV across the room.
Thread: (Izzystheone and Ishu) It's all for the band.

Izzy just nodded and said, Yeah. lamely. Around Gabriel, he felt a little as if he were demeaned. As if the whole world were to revolve around Gabriel, and everyone else was only there to make him look better, feel cooler, and seem more appealing. Izzy simply rolled his eyes and then turned to Moriah, who didn't seem to be acting quite as hostile today, maybe something was bothering her. Do you need anything? You know if you need to talk or anything at all, I am here for you. he said, his hand gently placed on her shoulder. She merely shook her head and looked away for a moment. Nah, I'm good, I'm going to stick to just water, thanks though. Izzy curtly nodded and then headed his way upstairs. As he came to the top, he stopped, leaning against the rails to peak at Acacia. Sorry if we were disturbing your studying. I know you were never quite fond of being interrupted. he said softly. He just shrugged and slid over towards her. Crazy what's going on these days, huh? Especially Egypt. Moriah just looked at him, Look a year or two ago, I would have been all over you, but something changed when I was with Izzy. He's just a whole different type of guy you know? I mean I'm not being all sappy or anything, just saying that kid taught me a thing or two. When he said something about sexuality with Izzy, she recoiled. WHAT!? We're just friends, I don't want to fuck the kid. she said, with not the most convincing tone. Besides, why me? Why not your litle whore friends?
Thread: (Izzystheone and Ishu) It's all for the band.

Her light blue eyes skimmed over to the voice that cut in to her programming. She smiled idly at him before her eyes turned back to the television screen. She moved to the other side of the couch, leaving room for Izzy to sit if he wanted. She nodded when he mentioned Egypt and rest her chin into the pillow. Her face sank into it slowly as her eyes stared on, burrowing holes into the glass screen across the room. The news was her favorite channel no matter what was on it. It also kept her attention or interested her- as long as it was international anyway. Come on, don't lie to me. He leaned against the wall and sucked down on his cigarette, I saw the way you were looking at him when you were singing, He looked down at her from across the room and exhaled the smoke through his nose again, The way you sang... it was powerful. You don't just like him and you know I'm right- so don't try getting away from it by bullshitting me. He inhaled the rest of his cigarette and tosses the bud into the trashcan. Maybe you don't want to fuck him but that wouldn't stop you from making love with him. He crossed his arms and stood up, exhaling the rest of the smoke through his nose and mouth, So come on, sate your desires. Put his face on mine- I don't care.