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Chapter Two
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Schuldig couldn't come to telling the others about being engaged. Obviously Brad
couldn't either. This was going to take a lot just to tell them.
//Farfello might as well not care. He's insane. If he was at the wedding he'd probably
say something like,"Vannila frosting hurts god." Then start trying to kill himself with a
plastic knife from the cake table.//
//Nagi, well.. Nagi likes to be by himself a lot. He's a stone just waiting to be crushed.
I'm not exactly sure how he'd react. Let alone I think he hates my guts anyway, or
maybe he just looks like that all the time.//
Schuldig chuckled to himself and stood from his chair in the dark and musty
livingroom. Swaying his hips as usual, he strolled out of the darkness and into the main
hall.
He turned and headed left down it, to Brad's home office. He stayed there a lot.
Only coming out when needed or to goto bed with his little Schu schu.
Schuldig got to the wooden door and knocked a bit on the hard surface. The only
reply he got was a very friendly one.
"Go away!" Brad's deep voice hissed out forefully. Schuldig always loved his voice.
It was so low and controlling. It always just slapped him in the face. Making him crash
back down into reality when needed.
He allowed a soft smile cross his lips, which normally doesn't accure. He knocked
again, but couldn't help but chuckled as a very annoyed, yet cute, face revealed
itself through the door way.
"I told you! Go a-" Brad stopped short, then allowed a smile to dance his lip, matching
the redhead's before him. "Hello there beautiful. Where have you been all my life?"
Schuldig laughed lightly and pushed the door open fully, then draped his arms around
Brad's neck. He leaned up and placed his lips to the American's.
They didn't part for a few minutes. When they did, of course, they were reluctant to do
so. But you have to beathe at some point, ne?
Schuldig chuckled once more and nuzzled Brad's nose. Getting the same affection in
return.
Soon he felt hands on his hips. Before he realized what was happening, Brad had him
on the couch of the little office, pinning him down by his wrists. Schuldig gasped out from
suprise then wriggled around beneith the larger man.
"Brad, what are you! mmm!" Schuldig's words were cut off by a bruising, yet very
passionate kiss. He was soon being kissed all over. The jester making him laugh lightly
and squirm moreso.
Brad lifged his head from the Germans neck and smiled. He ran a hand through
Schuldigs beautiful locks, and was rewarded by a soft smile and those jade eyes just
pouring into him. He loved it.
He soon started rubbing the smaller man's hips. Making the German groan softly and
arch his back. A loving smile playing over his lips. Want incasing him. It had been awhile
and Brad was his only one. So he always took what he got. Even if it wasn't much.
Brad whisped out a playful growl and started pulling the buttons from Schuldig's shirt
with his teeth. This just making Schuldig bubble with laughter and making Brad
chuckle quietly inspite of himself.
Schuldig ran his fingers through Brad's hair as he worked down the buttons. Brad's
hair was so smooth and soft. Schuldig just loved it.
Just as Brad had worked his German's shirt off, there was a pound on the door.
Followed by a white haired Irish man, Farfello, bardging through the door. Cackling
and being followed by a grumbling japanese boy, Nagi.
They were both stopped in their tracks at the sight. Brad held Schuldig tenderly in
his arms, Schuldigs perfect hands gracing jet black locks. Every time the other two
walked in on them, it wasn't loving at all. They knew at that moment, inspite that one
was a lunatic and the other a postal little boy, that something was up.
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Chapter Two
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Schuldig couldn't come to telling the others about being engaged. Obviously Brad
couldn't either. This was going to take a lot just to tell them.
//Farfello might as well not care. He's insane. If he was at the wedding he'd probably
say something like,"Vannila frosting hurts god." Then start trying to kill himself with a
plastic knife from the cake table.//
//Nagi, well.. Nagi likes to be by himself a lot. He's a stone just waiting to be crushed.
I'm not exactly sure how he'd react. Let alone I think he hates my guts anyway, or
maybe he just looks like that all the time.//
Schuldig chuckled to himself and stood from his chair in the dark and musty
livingroom. Swaying his hips as usual, he strolled out of the darkness and into the main
hall.
He turned and headed left down it, to Brad's home office. He stayed there a lot.
Only coming out when needed or to goto bed with his little Schu schu.
Schuldig got to the wooden door and knocked a bit on the hard surface. The only
reply he got was a very friendly one.
"Go away!" Brad's deep voice hissed out forefully. Schuldig always loved his voice.
It was so low and controlling. It always just slapped him in the face. Making him crash
back down into reality when needed.
He allowed a soft smile cross his lips, which normally doesn't accure. He knocked
again, but couldn't help but chuckled as a very annoyed, yet cute, face revealed
itself through the door way.
"I told you! Go a-" Brad stopped short, then allowed a smile to dance his lip, matching
the redhead's before him. "Hello there beautiful. Where have you been all my life?"
Schuldig laughed lightly and pushed the door open fully, then draped his arms around
Brad's neck. He leaned up and placed his lips to the American's.
They didn't part for a few minutes. When they did, of course, they were reluctant to do
so. But you have to beathe at some point, ne?
Schuldig chuckled once more and nuzzled Brad's nose. Getting the same affection in
return.
Soon he felt hands on his hips. Before he realized what was happening, Brad had him
on the couch of the little office, pinning him down by his wrists. Schuldig gasped out from
suprise then wriggled around beneith the larger man.
"Brad, what are you! mmm!" Schuldig's words were cut off by a bruising, yet very
passionate kiss. He was soon being kissed all over. The jester making him laugh lightly
and squirm moreso.
Brad lifged his head from the Germans neck and smiled. He ran a hand through
Schuldigs beautiful locks, and was rewarded by a soft smile and those jade eyes just
pouring into him. He loved it.
He soon started rubbing the smaller man's hips. Making the German groan softly and
arch his back. A loving smile playing over his lips. Want incasing him. It had been awhile
and Brad was his only one. So he always took what he got. Even if it wasn't much.
Brad whisped out a playful growl and started pulling the buttons from Schuldig's shirt
with his teeth. This just making Schuldig bubble with laughter and making Brad
chuckle quietly inspite of himself.
Schuldig ran his fingers through Brad's hair as he worked down the buttons. Brad's
hair was so smooth and soft. Schuldig just loved it.
Just as Brad had worked his German's shirt off, there was a pound on the door.
Followed by a white haired Irish man, Farfello, bardging through the door. Cackling
and being followed by a grumbling japanese boy, Nagi.
They were both stopped in their tracks at the sight. Brad held Schuldig tenderly in
his arms, Schuldigs perfect hands gracing jet black locks. Every time the other two
walked in on them, it wasn't loving at all. They knew at that moment, inspite that one
was a lunatic and the other a postal little boy, that something was up.
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To be continuted...
