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@bertopires-blog
i dunno which of you guys from CR still check these accounts, but i'm alive, believe it or not! and i miss you guys like cray -- you were like the coolest, weirdest second family ever.
if anybody wants to talk or rp or anything, feel free to follow my personal (theodorrek.tumblr.com) or send me a message over there if you want my skype/aim/what have you, cause it'd be great to say hi again.
not sure how often i'll check this but i'll try and make an effort.
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// ooc: head's up!
as a head's up to errone...
i got my ticket for the long way round (2d2h bus ride)
two bottles of whiskey for the way (actually tuna snacks, applesauce, and granola)
and i sure would like some sweet company (not rly i plan on sleeping)
i'm leavin tomorrow whatdya say (i actually leave in 3 hours)
i may be on this weekend, i may be off, dependin on the wifi strength of this bus.
either way i'm sending total positive vibes to all y'all and here's hoping my move cross country puts me back together again
catch ya on the other side
From Perdition | Berto & Justin
Justin waited for a moment, panic and paranoia forcing his mind to think Berto didn’t want that anymore. His heart fell instantly. He blinked, but then smiled more when Berto moved closer, smiling himself. His spirits returned, but he stayed where he was. His breath came out raggedly when Berto’s hand wrapped around his waist, playing with the spot on where a bundle of nerves always become active when this happened.
He lifted his head into the kiss, pressing his lips softly against the other’s, eyes closing for the fleeting moment. He then gasped when he fit the nibble, and his lips tugged into a smile as his eyes opened to find Berto’s. He watched as the other pivoted over his body, dominantly placing his body over Justin’s. Justin loved that though, and wouldn’t complain at all. He wiggled slightly, to place his head almost directly under Berto’s so it was easier to look up at him. His hands came up, pressing against Berto’s chest, squeezing ever so slightly against the muscle there.
“I’m the one good to you?” He asked rhetorically, questioningly, “But you know exactly what I need…” He grinned, pressing his cheek against the other’s. “I’m not gonna sleep - you’re buying me wings.” He teased, and then turned his head, kissing at Berto’s jawline. His hands trailed down, bumping over the Brazilian’s abs. “I think you have some baggage space to spare.”
There was something, some aggressively irritating voice lodged somewhere deep in his brain, that tried to convince Berto that this was a mistake. He was going against his morals. What morals? His principles. What principles? His heart. What heart? Just the sensation, the tingling sparks, he felt when Justin was beneath him was enough for the Brazilian to forego any sort of argument with himself. Usually it posed some trouble, constantly nagging at him, but this time, Berto asserted himself against his mind. Forcibly, assuredly, he shut himself off, severing the link between mind, body, and spirit, leaving just one of the three factors active.
His hips fell down, thrusting dry against the clothed body beneath him. This was another instance in the case of needing this and wanting this equally as much. It was nice not feeling the payback immediately. Any repercussions could be dealt with in the morning. If at all. Maybe he was done being a slave to his guilt. Maybe, somehow, this conversation was the one that changed everything. That freed him from the shackles of romance and matters of the heart.
Body contorting, Berto drew himself down, curling in upon himself. His hands snaked to Justin's hips, catching in his grasp the oversized shirt he was wearing, beginning to shrug it off of his body. Once free, Berto leaned in, lips doing their work, finding every inch of flesh around Justin's chest, from his clavicle to his naval. Quick, passionate, tender kisses from one end to another. "I said nothing about paying," he teased, glancing up, devilish grin lining his face. "I was going to go through your wallet as you slept."
From Perdition | Berto & Justin
Justin managed a weak smile when Berto turned his head to him. Their eyes connected - Justin’s full of tears he was refusing to let fall, Berto’s heavy with the sadness he was holding in. The two of them were broken, it seemed, but Justin was glad he wasn’t in it alone. Perhaps that was awfully selfish of the man, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. Misery loved company, and Justin loved being like this with Berto. No label. No hassel. No obligation. Yet, a want to help, to be the one he turns to with his troubles.
He blinked slowly, opening his eyes carefully, “It’s okay.” He answered softly, voice barely above a whisper. His body stayed in its reclined positon, back pressing into the mattress, but his head moved to look at the other. Their faces inches apart. His stomach dipped when Berto’s hand found it before relaxing, pressing against the contact softly. He stared back, and another smile creeped across his face.
“You’re welcome…” He said softly, looking into his eyes and trying to convey everything he was feeling. “I don’t want to be alone tonight either.” He then almost laughed, shaking his head negatively as best he could. “Later…” He bit his bottom lip, hoping the other realized what he wanted.
It did take Berto a few additional seconds to fully comprehend what Justin was requesting of him, so distracted was he by the thoughts playing ping pong in his brain. He tried not to let on how hungry he was, a smile tugging at his lips at the suggestion, inching himself forward on the mattress, pulling the blankets along beneath him.
His hand smoothed out, pushing ahead, cupping around Justin's side, a foot or so above his waist. The fingers pressed in tightly, squeezing, as he lurched his body sideways, bringing his head down, laying a soft kiss on the other man's lips. His head tilted up slightly, catching Justin's upper lip between teeth and tongue, nipping gently down upon it.
As he released it, his breath caught in his throat, leveraging himself over as best he could, swinging one leg around Justin's body, digging it into the bed next to him, effectively pinning him down. He kept his body slightly raised, giving the other ample room to move beneath him, but asserted his dominance through his position. "Only because you are so good to me," he hummed, kissing his cheek now, pressing the jawlines side by side. "But you need to stay awake when we finish, otherwise I am going to eat a whole order of wings by myself." He smiled coyly, turning his face into Justin's, kissing just beneath his ear. "I do not need more baggage than I already have."
Blanket cape.
Bertoman. Vestindo calça mais apertada do que meu cu!
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Thursday nights.
Do I get a badge?
I can give you a gold star.
Thursday nights.
Let me know whether or not to feel prideful.
You should be proud either way. Resisting me is a difficulty no matter for how long it has been.
Thursday nights.
New record?
Could be. I will need to check the books.
Thursday nights.
Ha, you think so? That’s probably true.
Oh, of course. You’ll just have to turn down your sexy and maaaybe I might be able to resist your charms.
Even with my sexy turned down I am very difficult to resist. I am surprised you lasted as long as you have.
Thursday nights.
Both options could be taken completely out of context, so I’ll say the latter more than the former. Platonic and all.
Everything between us is platonic, belo. I think we would spend the night arguing over who would top. Easier to just be friends, hein? I know you like me and everything, but sometimes it is best to take a hit and preserve what we have.
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Thursday nights.
You know I totally would if I could.
Which: come drink or make me forget everything?
Thursday nights.
Anything I can do for you?
You could come home and drink with me.
Or learn how to do Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind..
Thursday nights.
Good night to drink. Of course most nights, lately, have been good for that.
//AW SHIT LUCY CALLED CHARLOTTE 'MISS HICKS'
IT'S PROBS JUST A TYPO BY ADMINBOSS BUT HAHDASLKDHASLKDHLKSADKS
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@BerMoo
text: i’m on my way.
[text] thank you. it means a lot.
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@BerMoo
text: well i don’t see it that way so don’t worry about it
[text] ... then come over
@BerMoo
text: beau, i don’t care
text: i enjoy helping you. besides you return the favor. we’re even.
[text] i mean it both ways. for your sake and for mine. i feel like i am taking advantage of you.
