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Posted on June 9, 2010 at 09:33:11 PM by Alexi
 Alexi cares about as much about Lolli as he does about where Sephyr is right now. Probably out terrorising whatever was left alive after the destruction from the curses. None of that matters, to him, as long as it’s not bothering them. Half hoping he’d drowned? Alexi doubted it. The boy needed him to look after the kids – by all accounts he had impregnated enough women that Alexi was almost proud of him. Except, one of them was Rosa, and that was naughty because Rushad loved her and would be sad that she’d been unfaithful, again. Wouldn’t you be sorry to see me go? Isn’t there some small part of you- He runs his hand lightly over the boy’s body, - which would miss me? Who would you turn to when you needed something a little more... interesting? Think I can’t feel all these sparks? Feels like someone’s been a bit lonely, without me there for... support. He smiles. Sparks. His little experiment was becoming so much more interesting. If Paddy isn’t sure whether he’s sending love vibes, then he thinks he’d feel that without any help at all. Alexi’s soft red lips widen into a grin, his voice luxuriantly teasing: You can’t decide? Paddy darling are you falling in love with me if I’m not, then? Why would I bother doing sending such things at you when I know that you simply can’t resist me? Can’t you tell I’m not bothering to read your mind? He’s staying well clear of that. No need to have such things appealing to his better nature. It’s so much more fun without thought. He watches the boy, reading his body language rather than his words or thoughts. So much for his stone cold heart – the boy’s so het up by him he’s having to randomly let out all that emotion in electricity. Names? So we aren’t going to drown them as the shameful abominations that they surely are? That’ll be a fun story for your parents – so, these are your grandchildren, this is their mummy, and their other mummy, and here’s their other daddy. He laughs. He’s well aware Paddy’s parents aren’t going to be around for introductions any time soon, but that doesn’t stop the idea appealing to him. Imagine how Paddy would hate Alexi getting to know any one he cared about. What about these women – he ought to go haunt some woman who’s in love with Paddy some day. It might be fun, seeing what they’re like. Imagine looking to Paddy for support. How amusing. He moves closer to Paddy and pulls him slowly, tenderly, almost seductively towards him, one hand on his ass. His voice is low and could be mistaken for being loving, although his mind is laughing at the vulnerability in the grey eyes and quick to blush cheeks. What are you going to call the brats, seeing how it’s clearly weighing on your mind. You sure you want me near them after you’ve... nurtured... them so long? And wait, why are we talking in plurals? Are you telling me there’s going to be more than one of the disgusting little creatures? He runs a hand through Paddy’s hair. A L E X I
dont hold your head too high;
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