[[open]] Serenity, a Book and a Cat

[Ienzo <//3]

Ienzo sat down at a sofa with a fiction novel that grabbed his attention, 'The Gone-Away World'. He took Aeleus of his shoulder and set him down beside him, the slender black cat immediately stretching out on the sofa with a yawn. Ienzo opened the book, pushed his fringe from his right eye and settled down into the sofa, kicked his shoes off, brought his feet up under him and brought the book closer to his face.Then the book got batted away by Aeleus. With a sharp look at his cat Ienzo moved the book back in front of his face. A few pages later and a small black paw smacked the book onto the sofa.
"Stop that now, Silly kitty! I'm trying to read, I brought you cause I thought you could behave, but it seems you can't." Ienzo hissed quietly at Aeleus. With a last stern look at Aeleus Ienzo went back to his book.

Aeleus started to climb around the sofa, starting on the arm and crawling up onto the back. Aeleus stopped behind Ienzo head, and climbed ontop of it. The sudden added weight caused Ienzo's head to tip forward and the cat fell of with a screech.
"AELEUS!" Ienzo yelped, catching himself before he started shouting in the library. "What in gods name are you doing? You are such an eejit, do you know that?" Ienzo sighed, rubbing his temple with the hand that wasn't clutching the book.

[francis cohn]

Francis Cohn was not at all sure where he was meant to be. Honestly, he didn’t even know what day it was, so the concept that he should be attending a class seemed to completely allude him. Without even thinking about it, he found himself wandering the corridors of this beautifully gothic school looking for the library. At least if someone discovered him and told him to go to class he could pretend he was studying. However, Francis didn’t actually know what sorts of subjects were taught at this school but somehow that was unimportant when it came down to whether he stayed at home or went to Orchid.

He was wearing an animated t-shirt that was white with purple bubble writing, a happy, colourful cartoon was under this bubble writing but the vibrant colours had been faded by time and wear. His gray jeans had holes in the knees and at the bottoms of each leg, he’d tramped his way through with his oddly brown Etnies. His hair was a silver array of disorganised style, he’d run his fingers through his tresses once or twice since awakening in this strange new school – new world, almost – but other than that he had not seen what he looked like.

After fifteen minutes of searching, Francis suddenly stumbled upon the library. It seemed quiet and relaxed, not many people were milling around inside but people were seated in comfortable sofas and arm chairs. He had imagined the library would look something like the library featured in Harry Potter movies, with the hugely tall bookshelves, row upon row of bookcases forming a maze and large wooden tables at which students could study.

Francis fancied himself the Harry Potter of Orchid Hill – only without the glasses or the scar or the tragic past involving a dark wizard and dead parents and cruel aunt and uncle. Well, he wasn’t very like Harry at all, accept in the way that he was plunged into this world with an acceptance letter to a school he’d never heard of.

Anyway, enough of his musings. Francis scanned the library for something to give him a clue as to what he should pretend to do. Suddenly he heard a terrific noise, he whipped his head around and spotted a dark haired boy wrestling with his cat. “You are such an eejit!” the boy was screaming, Francis took this as his cue for entrance. “Careful,” he said in that presumptuous yet somehow charming way of his, “You almost hurt my feelings there.” He grinned widely showing his white teeth and then moved closer to the boy. “I’m Francis.”

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[Ienzo <//3]

Ienzo looked up at the boy that had just witnessed his display of pure stupidness. Feck. Just brilliant. Way to make a first impression you absolute pillock. Smiling back at the boy Ienzo laughed and said “Awk, I’m sorry babes, Hug to make it better?” Ienzo shifted in his seat to pick Aeleus up of the floor. The cat had been huffing since he’d been unceremoniously thrown from his master’s head. Pulling the cat up onto his lap Ienzo motioned at the space on the sofa beside him. “Sit, I’m Ienzo. You new too?” Ienzo hadn’t really had many close friends since the accident, the people at the hospital were, odd to say the least and until orchid Aeleus had been the only company he needed. Now however he was making an effort, he had a close friend in Nadia, and perhaps a bit more. Maybe he could make a new friend in this Francis guy.

[francis cohn]

Now Francis was one of those guys who didn’t need more of an encouragement than ‘hug’ to make him fall in love with someone. So this Ienzo fellow, was instantly on the “I want to buck you” list. He grinned at him. This boy was very cute, if Francis was one of those people who tried to make a good impression then he would have been going out of his way right now. However, Francis wasn’t one of those people, so there was no reason for him to try hard. In his opinion, people you meet either like you or they don’t – by making an effort you could be setting yourself up for a greater disappointment.

So all Francis said in reply was, “I’m not sure if I hug would cut it. I’d need more than that.” he was a demanding little sod. Of course he didn’t care what his boy thought of him but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to ask stuff of him from the moment they met. The Ienzo invited him to sit, with a smile Francis obliged. He avoided sitting on the cat, instead pulling it to his knee and scratching it behind the ears. “Nice cat.” he commented. Although he recognised that that wasn’t going to strike much of a conversation, he had already decided it needed to be said.

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[Ienzo <//3]

Ienzo pushed his fringe form his right eye to get a better look at Francis. The boy was about his height, probably taller, blonde hair and a certain quirk about him that set something of in Ienzo’s mind. He just chose to ignore it. Smiling up at Francis Ienzo laughed, “Well how much more do you need babes?” Ienzo watched as Francis lifted Aeleus of the sofa and set him down on his knee. Ienzo grinned, “I know, well I think his nice when he’s not molesting my head in public places.” Ienzo shifted closer on the sofa and stroked Aeleus, who proceeded to rub his head into Francis’ stomach, purring contentedly. “Uhm…. I’m sorry about him. Seems he’s taken a liking to you already. The black hairs will come off. I should know, they get everywhere, just shove your clothes in the washing machine when you get the chance.” Ienzo said sheepishly, with a slightly tug on Aeleus’ tail. “I’ll just put him on the chair arm." Ienzo sighed, lifting the cat from Francis’ lap and plonking the rather disgruntled feline on the arm of the chair.

[francis cohn]

Francis couldn’t help but admire the boy’s gorgeous black hair. Every once and a while Francis would take a notion and want to have jet black hair however after careful consideration for a couple of hours he would always decide against it – what if it never went back to normal when he decided he didn’t like it? Besides, there were people who bleached all life out of their hair to get his color, why would he want to destroy his beautiful tresses that so many would kill for? Being so brightly blonde made him more striking to look at – he liked that. He liked to be noticed and interesting to look at, I guess you could call him vain.

Leaning forward, a little too close for most peoples liking, Francis looked into Ienzo’s eyes from under his own eyelashes before answering the question that Ienzo had asked jokingly. “However much you’re willing to give.” he whispered seductively. Before I go further I must point out to you reader; Francis is a very *friendly* person with no morals, this blazingly obvious display of attraction isn’t something out of the ordinary for him. He blinked slowly, and drew back slowly, moving his attention to the cat that was rubbing his stomach with its head. “Well I like him too.” Francis replied, and then purred down at the cat.

The cat was suddenly removed from his lap. A statement was being made about how he’d need to wash his clothes to get the cat hairs off – it was almost an apology. Francis laughed lightly, “Oh it doesn’t bother me.” he informed Ienzo, turning his head to look at the boy again. It took every bit of Francis’ self control not to kiss him right then. Instead he smiled flirtatiously and arched his eyebrow at Ienzo’s next statement. “Is that a metaphor you use with all the boys?” Francis realised afterwards that he was sort of implying that he thought Ienzo was gay – it didn’t matter what Ienzo thought he was implying, it was sort of detective work on Francis’ part.

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[Ienzo <//3]

Ienzo admired the boys blonde hair. It had been a long time since Ienzo’s hair had been permanently blonde. It had been more of a honey blonde than Francis’ shade. He had loved his blonde, but it made him stand out, so he just turned it black. That was the wonders of having control over illusions, you didn’t have to stick to one hair or eye colour.
“Hm, Interesting proposition there, I’ll have to mull that one over” Ienzo smiled, his eyes flashing from dark blue to light blue and back.
“Glad you like him, his been by my side as long as I can remember. I would have to never talk to you again if you didn’t like him, and that would be a pity to lose a new friend. Wouldn’t it now?” Ienzo smiled as he lifted the cat from Francis’ lap. Looking about he noted that they were the only ones left in the library. Must be a class on, suppose we aren’t in it. Oh well.
“d**n, here I’ll get the worst of it off for you.” Ienzo said as he lent over towards Francis and started the brush the hairs of the other boys lap. Ienzo could feel the tension building up between them, but his hormones had taken over. He was no longer in control of the fact he as a hairs breaths away from the boys chest and could feel the heat radiating from Francis’ body.
Ienzo redden at the inappropriate thoughts running through his head as it clicked exactly where her was brushing the hairs from.
“Hm? Metaphor?” Ienzo said looking up at Francis. Ienzo was in a rather compromising position, half lying across Francis, his hand in a rather dodgy area only a matter of centimetres away from Francis’s face. The only thought running through his head wasn’t anything about Nadia, It was all about Francis and what he wanted to do with him.

[francis cohn]

Francis noticed with mild astonishment that Ienzo’s eyes had changed color, but it happened so fast that he wasn’t sure it had really happened at all. So he didn’t comment on it. There was no need for him to make some sort of remark on something that was perfectly normal to this boy. Francis guessed he’d have to get used to seeing other people’s abilities and not being amazed by them – after all this was a school for the gifted. “Mull all you need, but I’ll be waiting for an answer.” he replied in the same seductive tone as before.

There was something about the loyalty to his cat that made Ienzo irresistible at that very moment. Easily taken in by shows of strong emotion like love and loyalty, Francis found that incredibly sexy in possible suitors. He grinned. “That would be a real, real pity.” Somehow it sounded flirtatious, or perhaps just like he was gagging for a kiss. Either way it was the way he wanted to sound.

Suddenly Ienzo’s hands were all over Francis’ lap, for a second Francis actually thought he was imagining this in some sort of vivid fantasy, but no, it was actually happening. Swallowing hard, Francis smiled and allowed Ienzo to keep brushing the hairs off of him. The boy suddenly blushed, Francis could guess why, however Francis felt no shame in the thoughts he was harbouring.

Suddenly Ienzo was looking into Francis’ eyes, his lips were moving and he was saying something but Francis didn’t register it. He was entranced by the gentle movements of the boy’s mouth, the curve of his lips. Without even pausing to think about the possible consequences, Francis tilted his head forward the few centimetres between them and caught Ienzo’s lips with his; a soft kiss first, questioning and gentle, then a more passionate kiss as he ran his tongue over the shape of Ienzo’s lip lightly. He didn’t pull away, but he waited for a response.

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[Ienzo <//3]

Ienzo smiled at the shock on Francis’ face at his eye changing. “Oh, don’t worry babes you won’t need to wait long. I don’t take a long time to make decisions” Ienzo smiled, the smile was gentle and make his elfish features adorable and soft.
“Guess it would now wouldn’t it?” Ienzo practically purred. His hormones had completely taken over now. All thoughts of his better half were gone now.
Ienzo felt Francis’s lip meet his, and then a few seconds later his brain actually responded. Ienzo’s lips started working with Francis’, Ienzo shut his eyes and melted into Francis’ body, moving over the sofa so he could sit straddling the boy. Ienzo opened his mouth in response to Francis’ tongue running over his lips. Slipping his tongue into Francis’ mouth he simultaneously slipped one of his hands up the boys shirt and wrapped his other hand into the boys golden tresses, pulling him closer.

[francis cohn]

Now Francis had no problem with what was happening – most other people may have obsessed about what this could possibly mean but to Francis it was irrelevant. He was not the type of boy who obsessed over details, what happened happened, what didn’t didn’t. He didn’t often consider the consequences of his actions or decisions and now certainly wasn’t a time to start. This boy could have been Fred West and Francis would still have engaged him in a kiss if the idea had struck his fancy.

Francis has had more than his share of kisses over the years and Ienzo ranked well up on the scale of good kissers. He was very sensual, responding to Francis’ every move. It made everything so much better, so much more exciting. Ienzo was straddling him; his hand was under Francis’ shirt, his fingers were wound around his hair and his tongue in his mouth. Francis’ hands moved to Ienzo’s thighs and he kissed back with more passion than he expected from himself. His heart was beating so fast he could have sworn that Ienzo could feel it.

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[Ienzo <//3]

Ienzo had been with almost everyone at the centre he’d been in. He was a good kisser, and by god he knew it. Ienzo had an odd talent for telling just exactly what a person wanted, how to make them feel loved, how fast they wanted to go, and just when they were ready. Francis was ready, hell he was born ready. Ienzo pulled away from the kiss and trailed kisses down Francis’ jaw. Ienzo’s hand slid down Francis’ side and down the boys thigh. Sliding his hand back up to Francis’ crotch Ienzo began to kiss him again. Smiling against Francis’ mouth Ienzo did his worst to the boy; Ienzo was having fun with this and he intended to continue to.

[francis cohn]

Francis was in his absolute element. This was definitely his idea of perfection; a gorgeous boy kissing him, touching him, making him feel loved, beautiful and desired. This boy was like a drug – you got what you wanted but as soon as you did you wanted more. All Francis had wanted was a kiss and now he wanted so much more. Ienzo’s hands were going everywhere, this boy had no limitations and he knew it. Francis was never going to say ‘Stop that’ or ‘Slow down’ and somehow he knew that Ienzo knew that.

Before Francis could stop himself he moaned in pleasure, this boy was touching his crotch and kissing him. He moaned his way into a more ferocious kiss, his hands finding the waistband of Ienzo’s jeans and fumbling for the button. Francis wanted them to be naked. Naked together. Right here, in the library. He didn’t care who was there or who was watching. He undid Ienzo’s fly and then wrapped his arms around his shoulders. Perhaps Ienzo should control the pace.

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[Nadia Donovan]

Nadia had arrived at the library to find it in near enough silence. Someone was moaning, probably over some exeptionally hard piece of homework. She started looking to see if Ienzo was there. It was a large library so it took her a while. She ended up following the moaning. She may be able to help after all.
She came round one of the corners of a bookcase and saw Ienzo. And Francis. Making out. Touching Eachother. And Aeleus. Sitting there. Watching them.
She came out properly from behind the bookcase. Francis it appeared was the one moaning. Not because of difficult homework. Because he was having fun with Ienzo. Her boyfriend. Except that she had kissed Francis too. But it had been nothing like this.
To Nadia's surprise she found tears coming to her eyes, but she didn't cry. They were oblivious to her. It didn't bother NAdia that Ienzo was bi, but still...
Nadia kept on opening her mouth, trying to find words and failing. She kept shuffling from foot to foot, wanting to intervene, but she wasn't sure if it was her place. She just couldn't believe it.

[francis cohn]

It came over him suddenly; Francis felt this overwhelming feeling of hurt surging over him. Someone nearby was upset, by something that was happening. Without thinking about it, Francis found himself glancing over Ienzo’s shoulders. He was greeted with the sight of the beautiful Nadia – a girl whom Francis had met and kissed around an hour previous to this very occasion. God, he gets around, doesn’t he? He broke away from Ienzo’s kiss and smiled at Nadia, waving at her. It didn’t even occur to him that perhaps she was the one who was hurting. “Ienzo,” Francis said, directing his voice at the boy on his lap but looking at Nadia, “You have to meet Nadia, she’s such a legend. I love her.” He waved her over again, encouraging her to join them on the sofa.

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[Ienzo <//3]

Ienzo grinned as Francis moaned. He was getting it right as usual. His grin became almost feral as Francis responded to his hand in a place most people considered inappropriate by deepening the kiss and undoing his trousers. Ienzo froze. That scent. That’s…..No. I, I missed her coming in. I… WHAT AM I DOING? Ienzo tensed up. He could smell Nadia a few meters behind him. He zipped up his jeans and closed his eyes. This was going to hurt, seeing her face.
Suddenly Francis was talking. “Ienzo,” Francis said, Thank you, just let her know it’s definitely me you utter thingy. “You have to meet Nadia, she’s such a legend. I love her.” WAIT WHAT? Ienzo twisted around to look at Nadia. The horror on her face was heart breaking. He had one burning question, How the hell did they know each other?