Double pregnancy means two jars of pickles

Subject: Re: Double pregnancy means two jars of pickles Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:38 pm

William walked over towards the guitarist, one hand on the back of his own head. His fangs were deep within his lip as he reached down his free hand to help the man up.

Subject: Re: Double pregnancy means two jars of pickles Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:44 pm

Mike stood up very slowly when it occurred to him that William looked strange. "Are you alright?"

Subject: Re: Double pregnancy means two jars of pickles Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:46 pm

William nodded his head, his hand still covering the back. He helped Mike up and on to his feet, his fangs moving deeper into his lip.

Subject: Re: Double pregnancy means two jars of pickles Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:48 pm

Mike placed his hand at the back of William's head, running it in his hair until he felt a bump. "Did you fall? Oh shit, I'm sorry..."

Subject: Re: Double pregnancy means two jars of pickles Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:50 pm

William only forced a small smile, his fangs still deep within his lip.

Subject: Re: Double pregnancy means two jars of pickles Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:53 pm

Mike moved away from William. "I'll go get ice," he said, and quickly walked out of the room and into the kitchen.

Subject: Re: Double pregnancy means two jars of pickles Sat Jan 19, 2008 9:54 pm

William followed Mike, shaking his head. "You go sit down and rest," he mumbled, forced to drink a little of his own blood before it streamed down his face.

Mike was unlucky enough to have a freezer placed below the fridge, so he had to completely bend to open the drawer and take out the ice, which he did although his back hurt like hell.

"Mike, please go sit down and rest for a while," William pleaded, removing his fangs from his lip. Blood began flowing from the puncture markings almost instantly.

When Mike stood up and kicked the drawer closed, he saw the blood flowing down William's chin. "Well I surely didn't do that," he said, eyes wide. He handed the man a towel.

William took the towel and put it to his lip, applying pressure. "Please go sit down and relax," he said, obviously stressed and worried about Mike.

"How do you want me to rest like that?" Mike asked, wrapping the bag of ice in a towel and applying it on William's head.

William moved his other hand to the ice, holding it himself. "You're supposed to be resting anyway," he mumbled, unable to speak much louder since he had the towel near his mouth.

Mike gently took the towel out of William's hand and, smiling, took the man's bottom lip in his mouth, running his tongue over it so it would stop bleeding.

Taken by surprise, William let out a small moan and dropped the ice.

Mike's hand moved from William's back to his pants when his act turned more into a proper kiss. He tried not to let the size of his stomach interfere too much.

William whimpered as he had to bend his back slightly to be close to Mike since the guitarist's stomach got in the way. He kept one hand on his head as he kissed back, holding onto the guitarist as he arched his back.

Mike broke the kiss when he realized it required too much effort from both of them. Fortunately, William's lip had stopped bleeding.

William smirked, leaning in to kiss the guitarist once more. He moved his body so that he leaned forward gently to kiss the guitarist.

Mike gently pressed on finger on the bump at the back of William's head to remind him he had to put the ice back and that Mike was slightly uncomfortable.

William took the hint and backed away before leaving the kitchen.

Mike had to literally sit on the floor to grab the pack of ice, and stand again to leave the room, following his boyfriend.

"Go lay down," William told Mike, kneeling down by the cradle again.

Mike did as he was told, extending his arm so he could place the ice on William's head and hold it there.

William took the ice from Mike with a small smile before setting it onto the floor. He started into the crib, emotionless.

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