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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 17, 2012 1:57:28 GMT -5
Zephyr laughed at him, smiling when he giggled though. He sneered playfully, grabbing his ball. But his cockiness caught him off guard and he nearly slipped as he threw it. "Shiiiit," He huffed, hand flying out to catch himself on Jax. He glanced up at him, cheeks flushing faintly. The ball hit a pin and then the gutter. He realized now, they wouldn't make it ten rounds of a game with clothes on if one kept losing.
He grabbed his ball, threw again carefully, but only took five more pins. Tugging his socks off, he tossed them at Jaxton in mock exasperation. "Now I won't slip."
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 17, 2012 2:01:30 GMT -5
"Consider yourself lucky." He teased. He wrinkled his nose, tossing the sock that had landed on his shoulder aside. As bad as he wanted to see Zephyr without his shirt on, he also wanted those socks off his feet. He threw his ball, and knocked over a single pin. His next ball went in the gutter, but he wasn't too concerned about it. If it meant getting his socks off, he would take a loss any day. "Oh. Shucks. Look at that." He said with a smirk, glancing over at Zephyr.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 17, 2012 2:14:02 GMT -5
Zeph laughed. "Desperate?" He teased, took the ball and threw an easy strike. He sat down, caffeine getting to him, spun around obnoxiously I one of the chairs until it left him dizzy, a bubbly laugh passing his lips as he tried walking a straight line to the stereo, stumbling over himself. He flipped to a different song, waited for Jax to finish before hugging him around the waist from behind. "I fucking missed this."
He let him go, waiting.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 17, 2012 2:18:11 GMT -5
Jax smiled, nodding his head. He pulled off his socks, tossing them next to his shoes. He watched Zeph with a smile, running his fingers gently up his arms. "You know what they say. You don't know what you got 'til you lose it and then it runs into you in the middle of a dark night and the two of you end up playing strip bowling in the bowling alley." He teased, turning to ruffe his hair. He picked up his ball, and tossed it. It knocked down two, and he groaned. He tossed his second one, and it knocked down two more. "Fuck."
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 17, 2012 9:37:57 GMT -5
Zephyr laughed. "Dork," He complained, still didn't bother with his hair. "Ooh,,
you suck," He drawled playfully. He snatched the ball, tossed it and rolled a perfect strike. Smirking, he tugged at Jaxton's overshirt. "Off," He taunted playfully,
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 17, 2012 11:53:33 GMT -5
Jax groaned for probably the hundreth time, but he couldn't hold back the smirk he felt tug on his lips when Zeph tugged on his shirt. He unbuttoned it slowly, then shrugged it off. He tossed it aside with the rest of his clothes, raising an eyebrow over at Zephyr. "It's on." He teased, grabbing his ball. He looked down the lane, then pulled his arm back. He tossed his ball, and thought he had an easy strike. But one pin remained stubborn, refusing to topple.
"Top that, pretty boy." He said with a smirk.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 17, 2012 13:01:03 GMT -5
Zephyr grinned, grabbing the ball and rolling. Three pins rattled and stayed. He rolled again and missed by centimeters, sighed. And just to make it fun, he worked slowly out of his shirt and tossed it aside, the lean muscles along his torso moving with the action. "You have more to take off," He complained with a smile.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 17, 2012 13:09:46 GMT -5
Jax watched him, and almost wanted to reach over and work him out of his jeans too. His eyes glowed faintly, and he smirked. "Maybe if you'd be better at bowling, you wouldn't have this problem." He teased, reaching for his ball. "But when you lose this round, its me who gets to take those jeans off." He said in a soft voice, watching Zeph intently. He knew if the boy put his mind to it, he would get a strike on every throw. He tossed his ball, and it knocked over four pins. His next throw only took out three, leaving three left.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 17, 2012 13:13:17 GMT -5
Zeph smirked, breath catching. "Maybe if you wouldn't look at my like that I wouldn't be doing so bad." He grabbed his ball, chewing on his lip, tongue sticking out slightly. The muscles in his shoulders tensed as he pulled his arm back, and threw a strike. He raised an eyebrow at Jax.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 17, 2012 13:19:31 GMT -5
"Look at you like what?" He teased, his bright blue eyes growing unbelievably bright before they dimmed again. He smirked over at him, then focused his attention on Zeph's throw. He let his breath out between his teeth as he knocked over all the pins, and rolled his eyes. He reached behind him, pulling his shirt over his head. He tossed it to the pile of clothes they had going on, and raised an eyebrow. "Looks like it's come down to what's important, huh?" He asked with a sly smile. 'I'm getting him out of those pants.' He thought, picking up his ball. He threw it, and made an easy strike. "Make a strike and keep your pants." He smirked.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 17, 2012 13:48:05 GMT -5
Zephyr didn't hide his traveling eyes as he studied Jax, grinned crookedly. He scowled at the strike, determined, and grabbed his ball. He knocked ninebdown, nose wrinkling, missed on the second throw. "I bet you're oh so happy," He teased, wandering close. "Disrobe me, fair sir."
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 17, 2012 13:54:46 GMT -5
"Ecstatic." He said with a smile. He gently placed his hands on Zeph's hips, pulling him closer. He looked him over, his hands moving slowly to the front of his jeans. He undid the button with ease, slowly tugging down the zipper. "I've always had a crush on you.." He said, slipping his fingers into his belt loops to pull him closer. He leaned down, kissing him softly. His heart was pounding, and he was sure he had never wanted anyone before as bad as he wanted Zephyr right now. He wrapped his arms carefully around him, tracing his fingers slowly over his bare skin.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 17, 2012 14:00:20 GMT -5
Zephyr bit his lip, cheeks feeling hot as Jaxton undid his button and zipper. He drew in a sharp breath as he was pulled close, heart pounding. "I've always had a thing fir you, too..." He mumbled, meeting the kiss breathlessly. A hand slid to Jaxton's neck and into his hair, gently pressing him back against the table.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 17, 2012 14:06:27 GMT -5
Jax leaned back against the table, slowly tracing his fingers over the skin above his jeans. He slowly ran his tongue over his bottom lip, holding the boy as close as he could get. His tongue ran slowly over Zeph's, something he had only dreamed of. He started to run his hand slowly up and down his back, wondering how many times he had laid awake thinking about kissing the boy, or holding him close, to hear the words he had just spoken. He deepened the kiss, reaching up to cup Zeph's cheek gently.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 17, 2012 14:12:12 GMT -5
Zeph grunted, whimoering faintly at the kiss. "You gonna take em off?" He mumbled against his lips, parting them further. He slid hands up his chest, realizing Jaxton's heart was beating just as fast.
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