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Post by mgh48 on Aug 25, 2008 10:14:29 GMT -5
*stares at TGL and cackles madly*
;D
Thanks, however, for the excellent forecast for the week! Muchly appreciated.
Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 24, 2008 23:16:18 GMT -5
Thanks, all!
I, hmm, ahem...after a re-read, not quite sure I meant to stray that far into ahem such intimacy heh. *fans self* Okaaaay.
lizg12, I enjoy reading your story, as well. And everyone else. Keep em comin!
Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 24, 2008 0:15:55 GMT -5
But even forever must sometimes come to an end. Even a kiss. Such a kiss. This kiss...
And the kiss ignited a fire deep in his loins. He wanted Olli, here and now, right now. The pulse of his love for him became an urgent throb in his ears, his hands, his body to the point it was almost an agony of wanting. Olli's scent was luxuriant in the air between them, so masculine, so strong it drove his senses reeling. To hell with everything else, with all his plans. Who needed plans? Who needed words?, especially *those* words. Those three words...
Wasn't it enough that they were together, right now, right here?
But, his heart said again: no, not here, not now. You have something else, something more important to do, to say.
Finally, Christian spoke, his voice was husky with the keenness of his desire, "Let's go on in, now, Olli." Olli was lying full on top of him by now in the front seat; Christian's back was pressed against the car door. The heat between them had already fogged all the windows. He couldn't see out into the apple-harvest night, but he could smell it: deep, loamy earth, frigid water fecund with the promise of Spring after a cinnamon Winter---the chilly ferociousness of forbidden love.
Christian lost himself in the mingled aroma of it: the aromas of passion and romance. He became transcended. There was no tomorrow, no yesterday, only the urgency of the moment.
Olli moaned, nearly a deep groan, "Christian..." That was all he said, all he could say. He planted his face in Christian's chest and held on to him, a grasp that was not desperate, but quivering with need.
There came a burning, another burning between them, at that moment. The slightest touch from any part of Olliver on Christian's own flesh felt like a flame, a scalding heat, a yearning which he found impossible to deny.
But he did deny it. It wasn't easy. With gentle firmness, he pulled Olli's face up to meet his own. Then, after staring deep into Olli's beautiful eyes, he kissed him again. "Come on. Let's get inside." He smiled into Olli's face though, for a brief moment, Christian felt tears seep out of his own. To cover this momentarily lapse, he kissed Olliver again, then pushed him upright, off of himself.
The heat between them did not die.
"Come on, let's get this over with.", said Christian. He pulled the car-door handle behind him and slowly moved on out into the darkling forest night. He heard Olli sigh, still in the car and smiled to himself.
"Get what over with...Christian!", came Olli's protest as Christian disentangled himself from his arms. He couldn't help chuckling while he moved away to the car trunk. He could hear Olli complaining through the back window and smiled: good! Let him cool off a bit, he smirked to himself.
In the trunk, he'd already packed special supplies for the weekend: things for the dinner, things for after the dinner and things for after even that. He couldn't keep himself from a roguish grin as he gathered up the bags, packages and parcels. By the time he had all this done, Olliver came barreling around the car, indignant and ready to bitch.
"Oh, you are really funny.", Christian said, playfully. With an awkward movement because he was juggling everything else, he tossed the keys to the cabin to him. Of course, Olli missed them and they fell into the muddy grass with a dull clink. "Go ahead, open it up." Looking to the side, he shrugged ruefully, ignoring Oll's fuming expression. "Looks like we have no firewood, either. Figures. Well, we'll fix that once we get inside."
Christian's tone of voice was casual and not at all carrying his own impassioned intentions. All the desire, the heat of the moment he'd just felt was carefully concealed, camoflaged. He couldn't trust himself, otherwise.
Olliver scowled as he stooped to pick up the keys. "You really are such a dick. Have I mentioned that?", growled Oliver. He unlocked the door and stood waiting.
All Christian could do while moving to the door of the cabin was smile in contentment. Then he opened the door and looked inside. Together, nearly shoulder-to-shoulder, they marched inward. Into the cabin, at last.
to be continued...
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 23, 2008 12:54:13 GMT -5
Just a quick note to all: mailed off all letters to all concerned (per lola's recently added new addresses) and to Jo and Thore, too, of course. Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 22, 2008 16:33:58 GMT -5
Oh, I see.
ahem
Well, of course, this isn't an expression I hear in every-day conversation.
ahem
*gets red-faced like a good Southern Boy should*
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 22, 2008 15:40:38 GMT -5
5 (fingers) against willy *scratches head* umm, ok er Sorry, I didn't catch that. Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 22, 2008 15:35:00 GMT -5
And I'm gonna continue to be the odd man out here and say that he could stand in front of me naked, ready to go and I'd be like: 'Anything good on telly?'Obviously only "5 gegen Willi" then ;D What does that mean? I saw lola use it in the German thread and was trying to translate it. An idiom, I take it? Because a literal translation makes no sense in English...? GT, you can't be 'odd man out' if another man feels exactly like you do heheheh (or is in the same situation). Yeah, if Gregor were in front of me completely nude, I'd just go back to whatever I was doing at the time. Or, suggest he put some clothes on! ;D I'm happy to leave him to the ladies Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 22, 2008 14:33:41 GMT -5
If you do, take me along for the ride. While I find Andreas gorgeous...nothing...not a thing. I feel nothing. Sighh.... what is wrong with me? I personally think it has something to do with Rebecca. Because I simply can't take watching their scenes..therefore I skip through them. Know what you mean, soz. But I've felt nothing for Gregor long before...just nothing. Would I throw him out of bed? Hmmmm. Wow, even having to pause to think about whether I would or not means something. As for Rebecca. She's starting to grow on me. She still looks like she just walked out of the 60's with her hair-style and clothing, but generally, I'm starting to like her----even if she was mean to Olivia (muchly deserved, of course). Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 22, 2008 14:08:28 GMT -5
*hugs Bchick* That works for me. Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 22, 2008 14:03:46 GMT -5
My god, Gregor is hot!!! ;D Yeah, he's a major hunk! But still does nothing for me. I'm not really sure why not. I mean, the guy is super handsome and I'm just looking at him: yeah, ok, nice physique he's got going there heh heh. Do I need to go to the Doctor? ;D Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 22, 2008 14:01:29 GMT -5
OMG! That's just all kinds of WRONGNESS! That guy needs to be EXILED forever from the US. Southern Mothers throughout the South are wringing their hands in dismay! heh Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 22, 2008 13:59:10 GMT -5
Those kinds of mitts are used for your partner to practice punching, I'm sure you know. Or kicking if you do taekwon do (both actually). Soooo, the mystery deepens:
Olli was practicing sparring? Maybe Christian is teaching him how to defend himself? If I were Christian, that's EXACTLY what I'd do after the attack----except Olli would be learning some effective kick-boxing as well. A power side kick to Axel's brutish face for the win!
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 22, 2008 13:55:09 GMT -5
What is it with German guys and insisting on shoes + couch + bed is OK? ;D Don't try and tell me German Mothers don't teach them better than this! heh Geoff I really, really still can't see any problem there ;D LOL Well, daring to speak for Southern American Men, jumping on the couch, bed, chair whatever with SHOES on generates intense feelings of yuck! Our Mothers, I suspect, taught us this right after they taught us how to put the wretched shoes on in the first place. Weird how things are so different, sometimes. Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 22, 2008 13:33:10 GMT -5
Ok, the more I see scenes from Jo's theater work, the more I'm confused about the whole thing.
What on earth is that play about?
heh
Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 22, 2008 13:29:56 GMT -5
What is it with German guys and insisting on shoes + couch + bed is OK? ;D
Don't try and tell me German Mothers don't teach them better than this! heh
I see Gregor has learned some sort of self-control. A few months ago, I don't think he would've turned down Olivia. Though I notice he softened the blow (keeping an avenue open) with the hand kiss.
Poor, poor Olivia: publicly humiliated and yet another scheme fails. She needs to take a few classes in 'How to be an Effective Villianess' ;D
Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 22, 2008 0:48:16 GMT -5
Oh and btw.. has anyone written a Christian POV of the first kiss? I'd love to read that! You mean the kiss at the gym? It's mentioned in this storylizg! Awesome link. I considered writing everything from that point of view, but quailed at the notion. Great writing! Though, he seems to skip over the scene when Chris tells Coco: I don't love you anymore! And the slap---or did I miss that? Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 21, 2008 23:16:01 GMT -5
j9l45, you're not alone. There has been a lot in the media here lately about young people committing suicide because they've been bullied, and while this case might not be the same (do we assume Olivia is old enough and probably quite capable of being thick-skinned to not let this sort of thing bother her?) when I watched this scene, I also felt uncomfortable, especially that Olli was cruel in his mocking. A little bit out of character? The fact that he was so gloating while he did it bothered me a lot. I only watched the clip once (un-subtitled) - that was enough for me. I agree, very much so. However, I must note: perhaps much of our distaste stems from seeing Olli act at all 'negative' towards anyone. We're so used to seeing him acting nice to the point of, well, just unrealistically nice. We shouldn't forget that there is good and bad in everyone (as the song says). I'd say 90% of the time, Olli chooses his good side. Now and then, he feels justified in calling on his dark side heh. Geoff PS: which makes me much more interested in him as a character...hmmmm PPS: Bchick, what is that vid now running in your sig? AWZ again? Wow ;D If so, I really need to check that out heh.
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 21, 2008 11:49:41 GMT -5
Thanks, Bchick,
hmmm. To be honest, I never noticed this before until I opened my own bboards heh. Thanks for the voice of wisdom and reason (quickly goes to disable it on his own forums, asap)
Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 21, 2008 8:46:53 GMT -5
Wow! That was really good...you are a talented writer. I have read MANY romance novels and your story was not cheesy at all...I do hope that the boys will go back to the cabin...ALONE! Thanks, viga TB, hmm. Well, I guess I will heh. It will take a bit longer, though. Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 20, 2008 23:04:43 GMT -5
Uhm... Christian and Oliver really need to revisit that cabin for a weeklong lovefest... in RL VL. Right on, TB! That was my hidden motive ;D Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 20, 2008 22:53:58 GMT -5
That was really beautiful Geoff!!! Although, I found myself wanting to read when Christian told Olli he loved him..it was ok. Because the way you wrote it.. I could "hear" it. Very well done... I loved it!! I'm working on mine..but it's from Olli's standpoint and it's hard. LOL. But I'm trying. I'm new at this as well. Thank you kindly, soz. I can't wait to read your story. Yes...it's difficult for me to get into Olli's head. I admire Jo's skill so much in finding a way to play someone who so obviously NOT like himself. Writing seems just as hard---a real challenge. I'm interested in reading how you handle this heh. The scene in the cabin. Yes. I have it all pictured even some of the dialog in my head, but I thought it best to leave it to everyone's imagination---whether he actually says the words or says something else, entirely. Incidentally, the scene with the old man---well, that was based on something similar that happened between me and my young nephew. heh heh. Only, I'm not as old as Mr. Miller and he's not as old as Christian (though they think and act very similarly...hmph!) ;D I hope more folks decide to write some fanfic. What I've read in this thread has changed my normal dislike of it all. Excellent writing in here. Can't wait now to write another. Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 20, 2008 11:31:30 GMT -5
Yes, a sad song.
But brilliant vid, soz. Loved it.
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 20, 2008 11:18:50 GMT -5
Afterword.
Hey guys, thanks again for your compliments! I've never written a 'romance' story before. So, I hope you'll pardon any and all 'over the top' cheesiness---if it's there. I can't tell, actually heh heh.
For my fellow writers, I chose: man against himself as the conflict, and modified third person point of view. I chose Christian's view, keeping out all others because he seems the most interesting to me. Theme: Help can come when least expected.
Sorry about not writing what happens in the cabin! I didn't feel right writing that for many reasons:
1: I don't want to spoil myself for something that might or might not happen in the real story! hehehehe.
2: I couldn't trust myself not to write bombastically to the point of nausea LOL
Again, thanks for the encouragement and compliments. Now, it's your turn!
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 20, 2008 11:08:49 GMT -5
The old man seemed lost in thought because he ignored Christian's reaction, his eyes stared through him as if watching something no one else could see. And he smiled to himself and gave a little shake of his head, a barely noticeable rueful shrug of his shoulders. Then he peered once more at Christian, his eyes frank with annoying assessment.
By then, Christian had rallied, "Mr. Miller, you don't even know me. You have no idea what you're talking about.", he said, his voice again in control. Luckily, Olli was already paying for his items, almost ready to depart. Mrs. Miller was ringing up the sales slowly, taking the opportunity to chat with much smiling and nodding. He shifted irritably in the chair, anxious to be gone.
"Come now, what else could it be? When I see a young man writhing in the throes of such passion, such obvious discomfort, there can only be one cause, one source. I suppose you, like so many other young people today, believe that you, and you alone, have ever endured these pangs?", he chuckled and started refilling the empty pipe still grasped in his venerable hand. When he finished this tedious process, he used it to point directly at Christian's chest, "You have found yourself deeply in love, but you are terrified of the vulnerability that comes with declaring yourself. Very few men have not felt this same apprehension. You are no different, how ever much you wish to believe otherwise." He peered at Christian sternly, as if in expectation of a heated response.
Christian scowled, looking away. Is it that obvious?, he demanded of himself. He wondered if Olli had noticed any of this during the drive down from the city. For a moment, embarrassment mingled with alarm and he nearly squirmed in the chair. But he recalled nothing out of the ordinary from Olli, no signs of awareness, no hint that he knew anything of Christian's inner turmoil. Either that, or he was hiding it well.
"The solution is as obvious as it is challenging, young man: you must speak the truth. I'm quite certain the young lady will welcome your forthright...adoration.", chuckled Mr. Miller. Having spoke his mind, the old man seemed content. He leaned back again in his ornate arm chair, looking smug.
"What?", Christian started out of his reverie with a chuckle. He felt better, suddenly unwound. He sighed in amused relief, "The young lady... Oh, yeah, right. Well, thanks for the advice, Mr. Miller." Grinning like an idiot, he stood up, grasped the old man's hand and gave a brief shake which was returned along with another formal nod. Then he walked away. He felt the taut grin on his face give over to a short laugh as he came up to Olli. He reached out defiantly and pulled him into a brief hug. "All done, then? Let's go, if you're ready." He smiled a voiceless greeting to Mrs. Miller who seemed oblivious to his and Olli's closeness. Arm-in-arm, he guided them out of the store.
"What a nice old couple, eh?", said Olliver. He'd already stowed the bags in the back seat. In only moments, Christian pulled out into the street, the old BMW engine rumbling wearily into renewed, resigned motion. It was a wonder they hadn't broken down enroute! "Lydia really needs a new car. This old heap sounds like it's on it's last run! We were crazy to take it.", said Olliver with mock dread. He looked around the interior as if expecting it to die at once.
Christian snorted a playful reproach. "It'll be fine. Don't worry about it.", he said, quite amiably. He couldn't explain it, but suddenly, unexpectedly, he no longer felt any dread or guilt. It was confusing, really, but true. But why? He suddenly felt as if he'd just stepped out of the ring after an impossible match with an unlooked for victory, his opponent still standing, but clearly defeated. He laughed aloud as the image came into his mind.
He felt Olli suddenly staring at him as he again took the old, country road down to the lake. This time, the scrutiny was welcome and he grinned ahead into the murky gloaming of the forest. "Well, you're in a better mood. I saw you talking with Mr. Miller...what...?", said Olliver, now smiling in reaction to his own beaming expression. But Christian cut him off with a quick, firm touch to his handsome face, never taking his eyes off the slowly descending road, ahead. Olliver moved closer, resting his head on Christian's shoulder. He guided the vehicle the rest of the way holding Olli close to him, as if he'd never let him go.
At last, the cabin hove slowly into view in the seeping mists off the lake, as if in serene expectation of their arrival. Nothing was amiss, neither with what Christian saw nor what he felt. He knew, now, that whatever happened, whatever he said here over the next few days, he could handle it. He would say what he meant to say, had almost said once, but couldn't. His heart was ready and as sure, as real as the man he held in his arms. He took comfort from his own renewed confidence.
Beside him, in the warming dark, Olliver's low voice rumbled fondly, "Well, here we are, at last. Back again..." Christian stopped any other words, any other memories with a long, passionate kiss that seemed to go on forever, would go on forever into the endless night.
The End.
Geoff
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Post by mgh48 on Aug 20, 2008 2:19:29 GMT -5
Yikes!
Maybe I should be writing this in the fanfic novel post TGL has running. So sorry, Bchick---didn't notice it till too late. Been soooo tired lately.
Geoff
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