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Post by Elliot Potter on May 21, 2007 23:57:08 GMT -5
Feeling relived and nodding at Charlie, Elliot backward stepped into the changing stall once more, focusing on Charlie's feet threw the crack of the curtain. Just to make sure he would stay there. And Charlie seemed to shift, and pose, and shift.
Pulling off his top, Elliot began to jump in a small circle as he undressed. He began to sing, and dance, all shirtless. Why, if he was just trying on a hoodie, did Elliot remove his shirt? he always thought it was better to piss off the cashier by stripping then trying on jackets. He had started this with Ginny, when she had once done it, and Elliot followed. Pulling on the hoodie, and snitching the hood into place, zipping it up half way then loudly saying the words, "You're toxic, I'm slipping under!" (-Hopes those are the right words-). Elliot then pulled open the curtain, struck a pose; arms above and behind his head, pouty lips and a slight blush, Elliot began to giggle. Yeah, he looked hot.
"H-how does this suit me..?" He asked childishly, pulling his arms back to his sides. truthfully, he thought it made him look chubby, looking down at his torso now, but he always thought himself chubby.
Looking around the store for any sign of Nikki, he saw her dancing along as he had been, and singing quietly to herself. Elliot smiled brightly, and called her over to him.
"Now, I have two b-b-beauty's t-to give their opinion on this hoodie.." He said, spinning in place. The hoodie was long on him, reaching just above his knees. It was black, with green and silver X's on the back in all shapes and forms and sizes.
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Post by Charlie Ashwood on May 22, 2007 20:14:22 GMT -5
Charlie smiled and pressed his fingers softly against Elliot's bare skin under the hoodie, "Lovely! You look absolutely fabulous, I must purchase this for you," he said, taking the sleeve between his fingertips and shaking it slightly, "Doesn't he look like a model, Nikki, love?" the gorgeous homosexual boy asked the blonde girl beside him, winding his arm around her waist. He pushed the bangs from his eyelashes with his fingertips of his free hand and eyed Elliot with a grin. Right about now, Charlie had to contain himself from jumping on Elliot's right on the stop and...doing things to him. d**n, Charlie wanted that boy so bad. He had a daydream for a moment about Elliot, just for a moment, then pulled Nikki closer to him, "Found anything yet?"
Nikki looked at Elliot up and down, and nodded, "He could totally model for the store," she said, directed to Charlie, then to Elliot, "You look hot, Elly," Upon feeling Charlie's arm around her waist, she stumbled a bit and looked up at him, "Yep, yep! Look," she said, waving the clothes in her hand like he was blind, then escaping to her own curtained dressing room, "But you have to help me with the clasp of the bra, Charlie," she said, closing the curtain, "I can never do the clasp,"
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Post by Elliot Potter on May 26, 2007 12:34:29 GMT -5
[size=1Elliot shivered slightly; No, Charlie's hands were not cold, but, the touch made Elliot almost want to cry. With happiness, of course, and the thought of how embarrassing this must be.
"A modle?... But I don't want to be one..." He complained slightly, then spotted Nikki and smiled, flushed at her own comment. "And thank you,"
He stared at the clothe weaved over Nikki's delicate arms, smirking down at them, still slightly flushed at the green bra laying atop the pile. He moved toward her, picking threw the articles until finding one that he would wear, snagging it out of the pile and dashing into a change room. Why yes, Elliot was going to wear some female clothing.
He unzipped the hoodie, eying it for a moment then tossing it aside in his large pit of unfolded clothing. The next step was to fit this d**n tight shirt over his torso; and he struggled, and struggled, and struggled. When the Potter had finished the task, the shirt actually fit him, however it sat high over his belly button. Ho hum.
Elliot giggled slightly as he pranced out again, stared at the curtain of which behind was Nikki, then kicked his feet inside it.
"Hurry up, Nikki, we want to see how gorgeous you will look."[/size]
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Post by Charlie Ashwood on May 30, 2007 18:18:38 GMT -5
Charlie took this moment as Nikki was concealed behind the curtain to load Elliot with kisses. He wrapped his arms around Elliot's neck, and looked down at the small tee-shirt that adorned the other boy's torso. He let out a giggle and shook his head, burying it in to Elliot's shoulder for a moment, then looking up and pressing his lips passionately against the other boy's. He stroked his long, thin fingers against Elliot's cheek and broke the kiss slowly, then smiling and giving Elly a very innocent hug. Oh, Charlie loved this boy. Erection in Elliot's direction much? Yes. Elliot gave him a tingly feeling inside. Elliot had draw him in and Charlie wasn't able to escape now. Charlie Ashwood was officially in love with Elliot Potter. All he wanted was to be close to this boy at all times, whether it meant being in his butt in a steamy stand-up shower or sneaking passionate kisses while a blonde girl changed behind a curtain only about two feet away. Charlie pulled away then slightly, pushing the thin black hair away from his eyes with his delicate fingertips. He readjusted the sunglasses atop his head, and then looked in to a nearby mirror to make sure his eyeliner was not smearing. He smiled, satisfied with his ever-so-gorgeous reflection. Upon hearing his name, he looked up from the mirror, finger on his lips.
"Charlie, Charlie," Nikki said, looking in to the mirror in the dressing room, adjusting a strap of the green lengerie. She pushed open the curtain slightly and turned, one hand pressed to her chest so the bra wouldn't go pummeling to the ground of the store, "Help, with the clasp, then tell me what you think, 'kay?" she said, looking at Charlie and waving her hand slightly, then turning her back to him, small fingers around the clasp of the bra, awaiting it to be hooked. She felt Charlie's fingers working at it, snapping the bra in place. She felt the curtain open more-so, revealing Elliot in the background, as she could see through the mirror. Not like she minded or anything. She was just half naked in a dressing room, standing their in a bra and a skirt. Nikki turned slightly, examining the bra on herself, "Is it alright?"
Charlie was perfect at this. He helped girlies find the right bras all the time. He placed his fingertips on the back of the bra, adjusted the straps, then pulled one cup up slightly. He pursed his lips, then smiled, "I aboslutely love it, dear! Don't you think it's lovely, Elliot?" he asked the other boy, turning and smiling, hands on Nikki's back. Charlie gave Elliot that look. Y'know, the secret-lover-I-want-you-so-bad look. He winked, then smiled. Oh, Elliot. He was so fly.
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Post by Elliot Potter on May 30, 2007 18:58:44 GMT -5
Elliot smirked slightly, which seemed odd, but I guess he was having just to much fun. Nikki had swooped away from them and was now dressing herself, and Charlie had just attacked Elliot with lovely smooches and the likes.
Elliot blushed lightly, a small moan escaping him (He seemed to have forgotten where they were), as Charlie broke the kiss momentarily to smile down at the boy and snuggle into him. Damnit Charlie, get back to those lips, bitch. And, somehow answering Elliot's silent calls, Charlie returned to his mouth. Excellent. Elliot turned again a deeper red, his hair now slightly messy in the bangs, but he cared not. He shivered again st the feel of Charlie's soft, gentle finger tips, but then was shocked to feel a warm hug. Elliot wrapped himself around Charlie's neck, then burst away at the sound of Nikki's voice. Oh yeah; he was in a store.
Blushing a deep crimson red, he turned to watch Charlie play and fix Nikki's new bra, then nodded lightly at the question.
"Uhm, y-yeah..." He said, unsure of weather or not Nikki would slap him, or something. But it seemed she wouldn't, and Elly was glad, because... Well, yes, he was in love with Charlie and preferred his body over anyone else's, but he was still bisexual and had previously been attracted to the Bones beauty.
Anyways, as Elliot averted his eyes away for a moment, they wandered to the area where Nikki had previously been. Oh, how wonderful this was. The idea, the thrill... Elliot bounced over a picked out a skimpy, short, red lingerie that would look perfect on Charlie. Then, in another small dancing motion, he spun himself to the shoe isle and pulled out some rather high, sleek, sexy (bright yellow!), heels. Then, to the males area, where he pulled some very short and red boxers.
Elliot dashed back to the two, smiled at them in that of-so-sheepish manner, and practically tossed them at Charlie.
"Come on Nikki, we need to get him some more as he changes, okay?" The Potter boy grinned, closing the curtain behind Nikki so she would put on a top before they frolicked around the store together.
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Post by Charlie Ashwood on May 30, 2007 19:19:01 GMT -5
Charlie pulled the skimpy red lengerie from his face, where ti had hit, and examined them infront of him. He managed to catch the shoe box, of which was tucked under his arm. He giggled, shaking his head, then placing the lengerie atop his head, peeking in ot the shoe box. Lovely yellow heels. He fell in love with the heels immediately, his mouth forming a perfect 'O' shape. He looked at Elliot at wrapped an arm around the boy, then turning back to the shoes, "They're gorgeous, love," he said, pulling out one of the heels and staring at it in awe, like it was the best thing in the world. Not as good at Elliot, though. Elliot was the hawtest thing that ever set foot on the word. Along with Orlando Bloom and Leonardo de Caprio. And that one guy from their walk. And Johnny Depp. And Danny Jones. And...yeah.
Nikki threw the curtain opened, a new shirt on her top; a lovely white tee-shirt, much like the one that was adorning Elliot's body; much too small for him. She tugged at the tight material, liking her reflection. She pulled at her skirt a bit, then pulled on her flats. She pushed Charlie in to the dressing room, and slammed the curtain shut, "Try those on! Elly and I will get more~!" she said, then bouncing away from the dressing quaters, running a hand through her hair and pushing the bangs from her eyes. She walked herself to the lengerie aisle. "His favorite color is purple, Elly," she said, squating down with her knees pressed together, scanning through a rack of lacy thongs. How exciting. She was finding lengerie for Elliot's lover; Charlie. Hmph.
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