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 A 'Boyfriend' to Remember, Anthony Bryant
Anthony Bryant
 Posted: Dec 30 2017, 12:59 AM
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Getting this guy to bed ‘n resting was harder than he thought. At least it wasn’t a fight. Well, not a fight with Abel. It was more, like, a fight with the house. Seriously. Watching the dude fall over ‘n then scoot up these stairs was pretty fucking irritating. Tony stared patiently. Mostly patiently.. okay, maybe he was ready to lift the guy up ‘n carry him, but he totally didn’t! "Fuck it… I'll stay here." Seriously?? He watched the other man point in a directino then followed it to an open door. "Guestroom… " Oh. ”Cool, got it.” Mostly.

Tony stood there a long moment, folding his arms ‘n watching his temp house made give up on life. Dude looked ready to curl up ‘n just.. cease existence. ”Uh. okay, no.” Yeah, he couldn’t let that go. ”Hold on, Abel. You got this.” Taking the last four steps quickly, he reached down ‘n pulled the guy over a shoulder. All it took was one arm ‘n a little practice, but he had the practice. Dance ‘n acrobatics training ‘n all the stupid circus related summer camps gave him some pretty crazy physical skills that nobody really got. Well, maybe Ky. Ky knew. ”You’re gonna get sick on the floor. If not sick then probably back pain ‘cause, fuck, who sleeps on the floor?” Not him. He was careful with the cast, gripping the good leg ‘n full prepared to carry him like a bride if he did something dumb.

”Duck.”

They were gonna go into this room over here ‘n .. no, that was a bath room. Try again.

THIS ROOM OVER HERE.

Yeah, this room.

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Abel Jensen
 Posted: Jan 4 2018, 07:10 PM
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This was life giving Abel some pretty sour lemons but he thought he was taking it well. Though having morphine and eye candy like Tony was a sure fire way to brighten any mood, right? Fuckin' right! Still, the stairs were a bitch even for as fit as he was and by the time he had reached the top he was ready to tap out. No, fuck that, he absolutely was tapping out because he could give Tony a rundown of the second level from right where he was and that would be just fine. Spirits didn't have any qualms with his choice either and she sorta ran the place so that was good enough confirmation for him. "Cool, got it." Maybe Tony wouldn't mind either and he could just live at the top of the stairs for a while.

When he was finished directing he dropped his arm over his face and breathed a sigh as he attempted to settle with the idea of sleeping where he was. Yeah, this was fucking fine. "Uh. Okay, no. Hold on, Abel. You got this." He did? Yeah… he totally did! Except he was getting relatively comfortable down on the floor until all of a sudden he wasn't on the floor anymore. Nope, he was in the air for about two seconds and then half folded over Tony's shoulder… mmm, nice broad shoulders… seriously such a turn on. Except for the fact that this fucking bruise wasn't in a good spot to be shoulder carried and instinctively he squirmed. The movement didn't help much, just caused him to slide into a different hold as Tony told him to duck.

Under most circumstances, he would've been annoyed with having to be carried but he didn't mind it terribly right now and was probably enjoying it a little more than he should have been but, fuck it, it was the little things in life that mattered. Spirits had darted into the room the second the door was opened and wasted no time in getting comfy on the bed. "She's a cover hog… n' she doesn' give a fuck about personal space" He told Tony, his head dropping comfortably against the guy's chest as another wave of weariness washed over him. "'s not so bad though… mean, she's pretty much the only one I'll let sleep on me." Not even a little, he'd woken up a few times with Spirits chilling on his face.

He wasn't in much of a hurry to put distance between himself and Tony, oddly content with the 'bride' hold and the feel of Tony's chest… He wasn't a cuddly person normally morphine was a hell of a drug. "…could get used to this though." He mumbled, ignoring the urge to nip at the guy's shoulder. It was hard to deny his baser instincts, his habit of turning any closeness into an excuse for sex, but he knew that wasn't Tony's thing and even if he didn't agree with it he could respect it. Pffffft, but that wasn't going to stop his drug-addled brain from spouting his thoughts as they cropped up. "Spirits can share if you wanted to stay…" It was innocent, absent ramblings thanks to his new found incompetence and the drugs, but he'd meant it all the same.

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 Posted: Jan 6 2018, 02:35 PM
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There was no way he was letting some dude who had just been in a car accident sleep on the floor. Like, what kinda person would he be if he did? a dipshit, that’s what. Someboedy who needed to fucking remember that people got hurt ‘n needed support. Fuck, let THEM get hit by a car. Yeah, see ASSHOLE. Help is good!

Tony slowed down his brain ‘n realized that he was hoping some jerk got hit by a car. Yeah, no. Okay, that was bad.

Fuck, whatever.

Getting Abel to the bed, he laid the dude down gently ‘n make sure the pillow was under his head. Sheets were hard to pull down with him and a cat on top. Jeezus. The cat. "She's a cover hog… n' she doesn' give a fuck about personal space. 's not so bad though… mean, she's pretty much the only one I'll let sleep on me." Pfff. ”She’s the only one in the house so that kinda makes sense.” Wait, should he undress him? No, fuck no. He was wearing his sweatpants. That ws good enough. "…could get used to this though." He couldn’t. ”You’ll ge up in no time. Probably less drugged too. “ Jeezus, where did he toss his skateboard? What was it with him ‘n putting his skateboard places? Oh wait, he went home. Right. Great, everything was blurring together now. "Spirits can share if you wanted to stay…" Wut?

Tony took a step back and let out a soft breath. Mostly so he could clear his mind. ”Nah. The guest bed is fine. If your cat jolts you too much of something then let me know ‘n I’ll pull him out of the room. They may be small, but they feel heavy as fuck when you are hurt.” Not that he’d dealt with that. He didn’t have King until after the flood. [b”Anyway, I’m gonna go. Gotta run errands. “[/b] On a whim the Mime adjusted the sheets ‘n made sure they were all comfortable. Tight sheets were a bitch. ”Be back later, Abel. “

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Abel Jensen
 Posted: Jan 6 2018, 05:39 PM
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By the time they made it to the bed and he could feel the familiar squish of his mattress beneath him and was more ready for sleep than he actually had been in a while. Admittedly though he was really enjoying Tony's company and the thought had entered his mind of how nice it might be to sleep against the guy. Pfft, not like cuddling or anything but just close or whatever because fucking personal space or some shit… yeah, he liked his space. He just liked Tony too. Enough that he offered to make Spirits give up her claim as his only snuggler. "She's the only one in the house so that kinda makes sense." Abel shrugged, she was just the only one there at the moment but he wasn't going to publicize that.

"You'll be up in no time. Probably less drugged too." Up soon sounded nice but he wasn't so sure about the meds wearing off because that would mean he'd be feeling a lot more too. Shiiiit. He huffed a bit and instead of addressing his concern he suggested Spirits could share him. Of course, she didn't know what he had said but her head tipped curiously at him anyway and he stroked his hand over her fur while Tony spoke. "Nah. The guest bed is fine. If your cat jolts you too much or something then let me know 'n I'll pull him out of the room. They may be small, but they can feel heavy as fuck when you are hurt." He cocked an eyebrow at the ball of fluff at his side, convinced that she probably would feel like a ton of bricks on his stomach or leg right then. His fingers scratched behind her ear and she started purring loudly. "Be nice, Spirits." The words mumbled as his head flopped back against the pillow Tony had made sure to set there.

"Anyway, I'm gonna go. Gotta run errands." A pause filled the room as Tony shifted the blankets some. For a moment he let his gaze linger on Tony before a soft 'thanks' fell from his lips and his eyes slipped closed, his need for sleep starting to take over. "Be back later, Abel" "Mmp." It was the last thing he remembered before drifting heavily to sleep.

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