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Thread: Continuation of Blood Past, Foster Future

She remained silent as they sat next to each other before looking over at him as he spoke. Alexandria thought about what he had said. To her it did make sense and she actually agreed with it. Slowly she nodded with a gentle sigh and she brushed her hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear. Then his stomach growled and she giggled softly with a smile. You're right, it does ruin the effect. she said to him before nodding. Yeah, we can order something out. She stood up and stretched with a soft sigh. Come on, lets go look at the order out menues I have in the kitchen. she said and turned, walking out of the living room and down the hall to the kitchen where she opened one of the drawers and removed several menues. There was pizza, italian, thai and chinese as well as a menue to a sub shop.
Thread: Continuation of Blood Past, Foster Future

Bartiel nodded and smiled sheepishly as he watched her go to the kitchen when she said that she had some order out menus. He raised an eyebrow, wondering exactly why she had so many order out menus, but she must have eaten in a lot. He wondered why she didn't seem like the type to stay inside all the time and just order out. She was too thin and pretty to be that type of person. Taking the thai menu, the redhead looked it over for a short period of time before pointing out a few items which were of interest to him before giving the menu back to his adoptive mother with a very soft smile. ...I eat asian cuisine a lot, he explained.
Thread: Continuation of Blood Past, Foster Future

Alexandria looked up when Bartiel entered the kitchen and she smiled gently as she laid out the menus for him to look at. She leaned against the counter and looked at what he was pointing out on the menus and nodded slightly as she wrote down what he had pointed out, along with a couple of her own choice of things. Understandable. Asian cuisine is one of the better cuisines, though I myself tend to favor Greek food. she said to him before shrugging. Picking up the paper with their order written on it, she moved over to the phone and dialed the number for the restraunt. After a moment of silence, she heard the phone ringing before it was picked up. She leaned against the counter with her back to Bartiel as she quickly gave her order to the man on the other end of the phone. Finally she hung up and tossed the paper into the trash. Okay. They said the food will be here in about twenty five to thirty minutes. she said. She moved to where her purse was laying on the table and she picked it up, pulling a twenty and a five out of her wallet. I'm going to go change and take a quick shower. If the food gets here before I'm out, could you give this to the delivery man? she asked him politely.
Thread: Continuation of Blood Past, Foster Future

Three months had passed since Bartiel moved in with Alexandria. A three months where he was honestly...happy. He'd been a bit shy with his foster mother for quite some time, not really knowing how to respond to her, although since she treated him with respect, he also respected her. He cleaned up after himself, he thanked her after his meals, and he tried to be polite. The only thing was that he was slightly distant. This distance was easily explained by the fact that after a couple days, he'd developed a crush on 'mom'. It was sort of dirty, and a bit perverse even, but...well, he didn't feel bad about it. It was natural for guys to have attractions to older, mature women, and it wasn't as if they were related at all, right? There were a few problems, one being that he didn't have any other women to look at, the other being that his thoughts didn't go away. So he found himself looking at his 'mother' more and more, feeling slightly more fusturated every time, knowing he couldn't do anything about it other than jerk off more often to try to take care of his lustful mind. Something he did often. At the moment, though, he wasn't thinking of his mother, pleasuring himself. At the moment, he was doing something entirely different. Stepping out of the shower, Bartiel dried himself off, smiling a bit. He'd invited a cute girl from school over for a date. She said she'd meet him at his place, and he'd started dinner and everything. Some considered it odd that cooking was one of his hobbies, but he didn't scrutinize what other people enjoyed, so he wouldn't let them scrutinize his hobbies. After brushing his hair and pulling it into a simple braid, Bartiel left the shower wearing nothing but a towel, going to his room in order to change into a pair of slacks and a dress shirt. Leaving his room, the young man returned to the kitchen. Just half an hour, now!
Thread: Continuation of Blood Past, Foster Future

Over the past three months, Alexandria had adjusted rather well to having her foster son living with her. She planned her schedual carefully so that no matter how busy she was at work, she always had plenty of time for him in the evenings and weekends. Because of their medical situations with him needing plenty of milk and calcium and her not being able to drink milk, she labeled things in the fridge that had milk in it or didn't have milk in it so that they wouldn't grab the wrong thing by accident. But even with how well things have gone, they've had their moments of fustration with each other but they quickly passed over. At the moment she was sitting in her bedroom with files sitting around her and a laptop in her lap. She worked at the local special needs centers. Alexandria could hear Bartiel moving around the house and it made her smile. The woman thought that it was nice that her foster son had a date with a girl from school and it actually made her happy that he was comfortable enough with her that he invited a girl over. Standing up, she grabbed her water bottle from her bed side table and headed out to the kitchen to refil it. Alexandria had promised to stay out of sight for him so that he had some privacy with the girl he liked and she would keep to that promise. Entering the kitchen, she smiled when she saw how nice he looked. You look nice Bartiel. she commented as she walked over to the fridge and refilled her water bottle. I'll be out of your hair again in a moment. I'm just refilling my water bottle. She smiled at him before looking down at her bottle and moved it, twisting the cap onto it. Taking a long drink from it, she sighed happily before raising the bottle in a sort of toast. Well, have fun and if you need anything, I'll be in my room. she told him before smiling again and leaving the kitchen, heading back to her bedroom.
Thread: Continuation of Blood Past, Foster Future

Bartiel almost jumped when Alexandria told him that she looked good. He'd been so nervous, he just gave the softest of smiles as she said she was just refilling her water bottle. Alright. Take care, he said, smiling a bit as he sat at the table, waiting for 7 o' clock to show up. Sitting, he focused forward. He'd had candles for the table, and he had prepared a good sized meal, just for the two of them. Fidgetting, the redhead waited... And waited. Bartiel kept his enthusiasm up even as Christine was fifteen minutes later. Then thirty minutes late. He frowned and put some stuff back in the oven to stay warm. When she was fourty-five minutes late, he laid his head against the table. At an hour late, he grunted a bit, going to his room to grab a book. Half an hour later, he'd read two chapters, and was growing increasingly flustered. He tried calling Christine. No answer. He sighed. Another fifteen minutes. He tried calling again. Another no answer. Frowning, he paused, blocking his number then calling. Hello? he heard on the other side. At that, he hung up. For a moment, he paused, before slumping in his chair. He'd been had. She'd agreed to the date just to mess with him. Weakly, Bartiel stood up, numbly dragging himself to his adoptive mother's room, knocking on the door. You can come out if you want. She's not coming. He tried not to sound bitter as he said it, but wasn't all that successful.
Thread: Continuation of Blood Past, Foster Future

Over the next hour and a half, Alexandria partially listened for the sound of knocking on the front door or the doorbell. She didn't want him getting hurt but as the time went by, she was sure that what she feared would come true. Sighing, she finished an entry on her computer and closed the file, placing it onto the finished pile before starting work on another one. Alexandria yawned softly and took another drink of her water as she read through the file now in her lap and she typed in the correct information needed in the computer. When Bartiel knocked on her door and told her that the girl wasn't coming, she felt a pang of sadness shoot through her and she frowned while closing the file in her lap and placing it onto her laptop keyboard before carefully climbing off the bed. She opened her bedroom door and looked up at Bartiel before sighing softly. I'm sorry Bartiel. she said softly.
Thread: Continuation of Blood Past, Foster Future

Bartiel frowned a bit when she said that she was sorry. No, I'm sorry I kicked you out of the front room...it's just....AUGH! he yelled out suddenly, violently kicking the doorframe to her room, angrily. 'Kicking the walls' was Bartiel's default 'I'm pissed off now' behavior. I made a nice dinner! I got out candles! I even dressed up nice! Goddammit! he cussed, before going on to repeat such a phrase in chinese, only even more vulgar... before he slamming his head agitatedly against the doorframe. Although he looked uncontrolled and furious, he was more dejected than anything else. He regathered his temper, and stood up straight. ...No, it's fine, he said, looking into Alexandria's eyes slightly dully. She was a popular girl. I...should have expected this, he said, before shaking his head. ...Anyways...I'll...go clean up the kitchen...Yeah.
Thread: Continuation of Blood Past, Foster Future

Alexandria jumped with a soft gasp when he kicked the doorway, some of her long bangs falling in her face as she gazed up at him with wide eyes. She stood there in silence as he let his anger out by cussing and she jumped again when he slammed his head against the doorframe. Sighing, she shook her head before reaching out and gently taking his hand and gently pulling him out into the living room. Sit down Bartiel. she said softly. The kitchen can wait for now. Without waiting for him to sit down himself, she slowly sat with her legs folded beneath her and she pulled him down to sit with her. Bartiel.... what that girl did was a very shallow thing, I'm sure you already know that. But trust me when I say that girls like that aren't worth getting upset about. she said softly. She was gently holding his hand in hers as she spoke to him. Popular girls are very high matainance, mean and vain. And no matter how popular they are now, no one will remember them in fifteen years. Alexandria smiled up at him and glanced at his forehead where he had hit the doorway and she looked concerned for a moment as she looked at the red mark. Are you okay? Alexandria was obviously worried about him and it was easy to see that she cared about his health and his feelings.
Thread: Continuation of Blood Past, Foster Future

Bartiel didn't care that he slammed his head harshly into a doorframe. He also didn't care that, just barely, it was leaking a small amount of blood. When he was pulled down and given her talk, he almost growled at Alexandria. I damn well know about popular girls, okay? I know all about them, and I don't look at them, a little white lie. He did look at them from time to time, although that was a little rarer than him looking at the shier girls. But she showed interest in me. She didn't just ask me out once, because I turned her down at first. She convinced me that she could be trusted. That she could be different. But they're all the same, he said, his eyes and his tone falling as his thoughts spiraled downward. The emotion the boy showed wasn't despair, but it was similar. I'm sick of people. I'm tired of cowards and liars... he said, clenching his free fist, but still holding onto her hand without crushing it. After a moment of stopping to regather his breath, he looked at Alexandria. You're different, though. You aren't a coward, he said. He'd hoped that the girl who was to come over would be more honest and true, but here he was, in his foster mother's room, throwing a a tantrum. Hah, I'm pathetic, aren't I?
Thread: Continuation of Blood Past, Foster Future

Alexandria looked down and sighed as he spoke to her and she tightened her grip on his hand a little. Bartiel... you deserve so much better and so much more. she whispered. And please don't take this the wrong way, but beneath your rough exterior and your rebelious nature, I think that you're a very kind sweet guy. She ran the fingers of her free hand over the back of his hand that she held. Noticing the blood on his forehead, Alexandria frowned and reached over, taking a tissue from the tissue box on the nearby table. Please, hold still. she murmured. You're bleeding. Gazing up into his eyes, she looked pleadingly into them before slowly reaching up and she tenderly wiped the blood away from his forehead. But when he said she wasn't a coward, she froze and looked into his eyes again. A coward... she murmured before giving a soft humorless laugh. I spend most of my life playing the coward Bartiel. For me... it was the only way for me to survive. She lowered her hand and looked down at her lap before running her fingers along the hem of her shorts. Sometimes a person doesn't have a choice. It was not to long before you came to live here that I decided to stop playing the coward. She ran her fingers through her bangs before tucking them behind her ears.
Thread: Continuation of Blood Past, Foster Future

Bartiel looked at her as she gripped his hand. That was enough to make him focus on her. He had to chuckle in response to her saying he was sweet. I don't think so... or if I am, my flavor is more like sweet and sour sauce, he commented jokingly, although he did think that to be a better analogy sweet, yet sour and bitter. As she grabbed the tissue, he almost hissed a little as she wiped it up. Stop it. It's fine, really... he said, but he made no true attempt to stop her, sitting there when she took care of his injury. He didn't care about it, even though he eventually would go disinfect it himself. As she froze, though, he noticed that all of a sudden she changed the way that she looked, and seemed to be a little distant. For a moment, when she gave her short words, he frowned a bit. This time, it was his turn to grab her hands. ...Running away isn't always an act of cowardace. You're right sometimes it's all you can do. Although the fact that you stopped running and decided to adopt me proves you aren't a coward, he said. The way she phrased it made it obvious to him that her act of ceasing to run was adopting him. It's not my place to, since you haven't wronged me, but I forgive you, he told her, looking her straight in the eyes, his large, warm, firm hands enveloping her soft ones as he looked her in the eyes, practically leaning in close to her, his own eyes full of seriousness and conviction.
Thread: Continuation of Blood Past, Foster Future

When he grabbed her hands she softly gasped and looked up at him as he spoke to her and she stared into his eyes, her green eyes wide. She noticed how his larger hands engulfed her smaller ones and she gazed down at them with a small smile, her small fingers moving a little to softly touch his palm. When he said that he forgave her, even though that there was nothing to be forgiven, it felt like weight had been lifted off her chest and she softly sighed. Thank you Bartiel. she whispered to him while looking up into his eyes. As she looked into his eyes, she couldn't help but feel a spark of attraction for the young man that was supposed to be her son. He was very attractive and handsome in her opinion and she thought that any girl would be lucky to date him. Though she could never really say it to him. She also had the urge to just lean in and kiss him which made her cheeks color a little as he leaned in a little and she couldn't break her gaze away from his.
Thread: Continuation of Blood Past, Foster Future

Bartiel looked at her as he felt her fingers moving along in her palm. He even smiled a bit as she whispered. Suddenly, he too felt the spark. Slowly, he leaned in, just a little closer, feeling that same urge as his heart began to race. He almost did it, too, but then he realized exactly how dumb that would be, before he quickly turned and gave her a kiss on the cheek, then a kiss on the other one. ...Er, it's a french thing, he said as he pulled away. Of course, he never mentioned being at all french before, so it was just an excuse. I mean, since I'm mostly irish, which are often mixed with the scottish, and the gaelic blood is also sometimes French, y'know? he said, making excuses for himself. Pulling his hands away, Bartiel paused, looking at his mother before he spoke up. ...I made enough for two, if you want. I didn't use milk or cheese in a lot of the stuff, so it won't bother your lactose intolerence, he said, standing up, trying to shove off the thoughts he had.
Thread: Young Lust {Crimson and Azuriyuu} (Continued)

The redhead almost panted out as she spasmed her throat's muscles around his length, closing his eyes as he tried to look at her. Feeling her focus on him and the breath from her nose lightly blowing against his upper pubic area, he understood how into the event that Jasmine was. His cock felt like it hardened even more in her mouth as the muscles pulsed and throbbed, feeling his balls tightening. Jasmi- he didn't have time to finish calling out her name before he came. He pulled hard on her head as he came, feeling himself shooting his cum straight down her throat as the muscles throbbed and pulsed, his breath deepening as his eyes closed, his voice going quiet before a low, lustful moan escaped his throat as he finished cumming, a sixth or seventh rope of his cum shooting down her throat before he let the pressure go, gazing down at her with a sated look on his face, smiling. The water was somehow still hot, and his body glistened in the water of the shower as his knees weakened and wobbled. No longer feeling the need to, he slowly dropped to his knees, a soft smile on his lips as he leaned forward to gently press his lips to Jasmine's, a soft murmur on his voice.
Thread: Young Lust {Crimson and Azuriyuu} (Continued)

Feeling him swell further in her mouth Jasmine pulled her attention back, looking up at Bartiel's face as she felt his length spasm, the first shot of hot cum sliding down her throat. Since he was already so far down the seed wasn't thick, and, though she didn't need to, Jasmine couldn't resist the urge to swallow, enjoying the way his length twitched in her throat as her muscles tightened. Easily swallowing the rest of his load the small girl pulled her mouth from Bartiel's body with a soft sigh, licking her lips as she watched him slide down to sit on the shower floor with slightly shaky legs. Smiling and purring softly she returned the kiss softly, licking a small drop of water from his cheek with a small giggle before she turned off the shower. Suddenly surrounded by silence the small girl set her forehead against her older boyfriend, still smiling before she kissed the tip of his nose. Standing slowly she was careful to keep from pulling any already sore muscles, her body protesting being in one place for too long even with the hot water to help relax her. Well I enjoyed a nice, relaxing shower, what about you, the girl asked with a grin, reaching out of the shower to grab a towel for herself. Wrapped up tight in the warm, fluffy towel she stepped out of the shower, not at all surprised to find that their shower had been hot enough, and long enough, to heat the air in the bathroom so there wasn't a cold draft of air to meet wet flesh.
Thread: Young Lust {Crimson and Azuriyuu} (Continued)

Bartiel murmurred as he felt her lay her forehead against his, opening his eyes weakly and giving her the softest of grins for a moment before he watched her stand, smiling as she stood up. The redhead pressed his hand to the bottom of the tub and stood, smiling as she said that she'd enjoyed the shower. So did I. It was very relaxing, he commented playfully before he turned the water off, grabbing a similar towel and using it to dry his hair. He dried his hair for a bit before using another towel to dry his body off lightly, though the humid air of the shower wouldn't get him too dry. Still drying himself, not bothering to cover up, he simply opened the bathroom door lightly. Vision, I'm indecent! he called out, to which his brother casually responded You never are! as Bartiel headed into his room, waving for Jasmine to come along. He expected her to cover herself with a towel, since Vision wasn't used to seeing her running around naked, but since he was in the living room on his laptop spamming their Papa's inbox to hurry up and come over, it wasn't as if he was looking anyways. In his room, Bartiel got dressed, slipping into a pair of good slacks and a good T-shirt with a red button-up shirt on top. Getting dressed, the redhead paused a bit as he grabbed some hairties. While his hair was usually loose or in a ponytail, he always braided it for seeing his mother. Normally he got Vision to do it, but since he and Jasmine were now officially lovers... Jasmine, would you like to put my hair in a braid for my parents' visit? he offered her to do his brother's typical duty, giving her a soft smile. Vision didn't really like doing it anyways and wasn't that good it always was a really loose braid that barely managed not to come undone.
Thread: Young Lust {Crimson and Azuriyuu} (Continued)

Jasmine watched Bartiel, smiling as she followed him out of the bathroom. Since Vision was in the other room Jasmine had wrapped herself in one of towels, another smaller towel wrapped round her head for her hair. Once inside his room, however, Jasmine let the towel around her body drop, humming as she leaned forward to unwind the towel from round her head. Draping the towel over her head again and twisting one last time to ring the last of the water out Jasmine stood, happy that her hair dried fast. Already the dark locks began to pull up into a wavy mass, curling to frame her small, pale body. Making certain she was completely dry before stepping into her clothes Jasmine turned to look at Bartiel when she head him say her name. Giving him a smile she pulled on the soft pajama bottoms, brushing a bit of lint from the dark cloth before pulling on the pale sapphire camisole top. I can do that, she said simply, walking over to take the hair ties from his hands. Since you're absurdly tall you're going to have to sit down for me, though, she giggled, looking up at her boyfriend as she brushed a lock of her dark hair from her eyes. Beginning to gather his hair in her small hands Jasmine hummed softly before she remembered everything she needed. I'll need a brush or comb, it doesn't matter which, and I need to know what kind of braid you want. I can do a french, traditional, or a four strand plait. Personally I think you'd look best with a four strand plait, they're my favorite. Smiling as she played with the red locks the small girl looked up at Bartiel with a purr.