Okay, for this RP, I will be Owen from D.Gray-Man::S.C.A.R. and Foxxi will be Carson from the same site.
THIS IS FOR MATURE EYES ONLY, MEANING YOU WON'T TATTLE TO MOMMY ABOUT THE DIRTY STUFF ON THE INTERWEBZ!!!
Thank you. =)
It had been a long month, and a rough one at that, but for now, things were going smoothly for the two male exorcists.
Somewhere in a small town surrounded by forest, the two young men stayed at the local inn. This town in England was isolated from the advancement of society. Sure, they had electricity and a phone or two, but the majority of the place had retained its quaint woodland nature.
Owen came out of the shower, a white towel around his waist. He walked over to the bedroom window and stared out into the foggy evening sky. Rain plagued the village and the fog was extremely thick. Luckily, they had just recovered the innocence and taken care of all the akuma (for now), so they just had to wait for the weather conditions to get better before making their way through the forest and to the clearing where Owen had landed the Caelus, his prized jet.
The brunette placed his hands on his hips and gave a sigh. "Geez, we're gonna be here for a while." Two beads of water fell from the hair at the nape of his neck, zigzagging down his back, pausing slightly as it went over the inside of his shoulder blades.
The chuckle only caused the brunette to blush more. "Wh-what are you laughing at?!" he spoke loudly, flustered. He started looking down at his body and began moving his hands all over it. Did I miss some soap?! What is he laughing at?!
Owen's face turned into a (OAO). The red on his face turned even deeper as he glared at the younger male, yet his ocean blue eyes became more playful a second after he glared. A coy smirk stretched across his face. "Eeeeh~?," he said as he stepped closer to the bed. "Why laugh at that? If it's really that funny to see a person blush..."
The man of equal height grabbed Carson's wrists and, in a flash, pinned him to the soft bed. He straddled his waist. "...then I wanna laugh too." He gave him a very seductive look, smirking still, though his face was less devilish and more playful.
Owen's jaw dropped somewhat in disbelief and one of his eyebrows twitched twice. "You can't be serious..." A nice rosy shade had settled in his cheeks. He looked Carson in the eye and chuckled. "Hehheh," he said. "You think you can be seme?"
He smirked and half-lidded his lusty sapphire eyes, then stuck his tongue out and licked Carson's bottom lip.
(((I have no idea why he's doing this because he's straight. lol.)))
He had no idea what this feeling was. For some reason, it felt as is two imaginary rabbits were atop his head and the gangster-looking one had just shot the sexy-chick one. He felt his entire face heat up as he hovered over the poor blond who had tried to wriggle out from his seme-grasp around his poor uke-wrists.
Owen's face could be described like so: Wide eyes, lips parted slightly, speechless, and yes, even lovestruck. "...A-... Anou... C-... Carson... I-... I-I..."
This had knocked Owen out of his speechless state. The color in his cheeks dulled down a bit as he blinked twice. "...? Huh? Carson?" He looked down at him, eyes still wide. He gulped. A bead of sweat rolled down his cheek. "What just happened?" His breathing was a little faster than normal.