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- Joined
- May 21, 2009
Casper was lazy, that much was evident as he laid strewn on the other's couch, one leg hanging off the side lazily. A small strip of pale skin visible from the area between his blue jeans and the black tee that clung to his frame; showing off two little silver bars on his hips in the process. Not to mention the crimson colored heart tattoos below the piercings, though he'd say it was to bring out the piercings. No, Casper was most definately not afraid of needles... That was a lie. He was terrified of him, though somehow he still managed to get two facial piercings and seven in his right ear, though he didn't remember how. He was either drunk as hell or someone did it to him in his sleep and it was probably the latter more than anything.
"Devin, hurry that slow ass of yours up would you?" he called out, laughing softly as he clucked his tongue at the other. So patience was a virtue and it wasn't one of his. He liked things to be quicker, especially when this movie he had heard about was supposedly to be good. Though if he knew the other it was probably a porn. Not that he wouldn't like that, hell. Being able to be near the other during a porn washot. That much he couldnt deny. Especially if he could sneak in a few private touches here and there, really he didn't think the other would mind. Hell, he'd bet his CD collection the other would even be jacking off a bit himself. Excitement hitting him almost immediately before it died down to boredom. Waiting was so not fun.
Choppy blonde hair fell into his gaze as he immediately moved to huff at teh strands of hair, trying to get them out of the way of the cerulean orbs. "Hmph. I'm dying out here man! Come on" So he'd argue to hell and back that boredom was deadly.
"Devin, hurry that slow ass of yours up would you?" he called out, laughing softly as he clucked his tongue at the other. So patience was a virtue and it wasn't one of his. He liked things to be quicker, especially when this movie he had heard about was supposedly to be good. Though if he knew the other it was probably a porn. Not that he wouldn't like that, hell. Being able to be near the other during a porn washot. That much he couldnt deny. Especially if he could sneak in a few private touches here and there, really he didn't think the other would mind. Hell, he'd bet his CD collection the other would even be jacking off a bit himself. Excitement hitting him almost immediately before it died down to boredom. Waiting was so not fun.
Choppy blonde hair fell into his gaze as he immediately moved to huff at teh strands of hair, trying to get them out of the way of the cerulean orbs. "Hmph. I'm dying out here man! Come on" So he'd argue to hell and back that boredom was deadly.