http://notthehulk.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] notthehulk.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-03-29 07:59 am
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Gym, Thursday Morning

Teddy bounced lightly on his toes as he waited for the sparring match to begin. This in no way could be a bad thing for anyone.

At all.

[[ooc: There for a certain Nordic lass and Mexican spectator, but open for gymly business.]]
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[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2007-03-30 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
Now that was just not fair. Chad lowered his head a little, toward Teddy'swith a slight nudge of his forehead. "I dunno. Saturday?"

Or now. To his room. Katara was at work...

[identity profile] notthehulk.livejournal.com 2007-03-30 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Teddy stretched his neck up to give Chad a slow, deep kiss. Endorphins from fighting always put him in a good mood. Billy could have testified to that.

"Caritas? So you can buy me drinks?"

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2007-03-30 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
Can't answer. Too busy returning slow, deep kiss to hot, sweaty, shirtless boyfriend.

[identity profile] notthehulk.livejournal.com 2007-03-30 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
Teddy didn't have a problem with that at all. He put a hand on the side of Chad's face, arching up into the kiss.

Why weren't they in Chad's room right now?

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2007-03-30 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
Chad was wondering the same thing. He pulled away, slightly, just enough to ask, "So...?" For such a little word, it held a lot of suggestion.

[identity profile] notthehulk.livejournal.com 2007-03-30 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
Blinking up at Chad, Teddy licked his lips and tried to clear his thoughts. Why weren't they doing this now?

It took him a moment to remember the no sex part of starting over, which half of him thought was the stupidest thing he'd ever done and the other half... also thought it was stupid. He wanted sex!

No! He was stronger than that. He could think with his brain and not his dick. Even if it wasn't easy because Chad was right there and they did have a whole box of condoms ready to use...

He gave himself a mental slap.

"Caritas. Saturday. I'll meet you there."

Christ, he was going to need a cold shower.

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2007-03-30 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
Chad couldn't help his grunt over not hearing the answer he was hoping for, and then he looked at Teddy to study his face a bit as if to determine whether he was actually really serious about this no sex thing. All signs pointed to yes.

Damn.

"Kay."
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