Hirsch chuckled, then ran his hands up Angelo's stomach, and up his chest. "I will see what I can do..."

"I always look attractive, no matter what," Termad huffed, closing his eyes.

(( might what to fix the color code for Hirsch))

A sigh slowly escaped from Angelo as he enjoyed Hirsch’s touch on his body. When his fingers reached the cross brand there was a changed to Angelo’s body language. Part of him really enjoyed the touch on the old scar but another wanted to turn from the memories it called up.

Gently ever so gently Adam kissed him. it was not like Adam to kiss so softly and sweetly but he did not know how this man liked it and, well he wanted him to love him. “then I will see you at your worst too.”

Hirsch leaned down and laid his head on Angelo's chest, watching him with curious eyes. "It is better to just relax. To let everything go. You shouldn't worry all the time. It isn't healthy."

Termad responded to the kiss, just as gently. Termad mixed it up--one day, he would want gentleness, and the next he would want to be treated roughly.

Angelo’s heart beat was like his sires, barely there but still there. Reaching out Angelo ran his hand through Hirsch’s hair. “I would if I could but ever since the inquisition I have not been able to. Any time I do relax I end up losing some one important to me.”

“Let’s go and kick those stupid body guard out of the den so we can cuddle as you work.” Adam let go of Termad chin and stepped back from him.

Having woken from his sleep Josh had walked passed a sleeping Vinny and gone to his room. He was sad to find that Lawrence was not there to talk to him. He had treated him a bit coldly when they had woken up earlier but now he wanted to talk. Looking around he tried to find Lawrence’s cell phone, it would have a list of numbers that he could call to find him.

"You can relax, 'cause I'm on guard," Hirsch protested. "Just let it go. Let me worry about stuff..."

"Okay!" Termad reached out and grabbed his hand. Then, he skipped off into the hall, heading for the den.

Lawrence was still over at Wyatt's, sound asleep in Wyatt's bed.

Wyatt himself was still up, eating some ice cream and watching television.

“Do you really want to take my worry?” Angelo’s eyes opened slowly with wound and hope.

Trying to fallow Termad without falling on his face Adam sighed. This one was going to be a very interesting lover.

Finding the phone buried under a corner of the bedding that was still there Josh flipped it open and looked through the numbers. The closest one to the school was Wyatt, but would they be awake? Taking the chance josh dialed the number and waited as it rang.

Hirsch tilted his head. "To get you to relax for a while? Sure, of course I do," he hummed, pleasantly.

Termad giggled, peeking into the den. "No one's here, for a change. Goody!" He plopped down on one of the couches and pulled his phone out again.

Wyatt picked up his vibrating phone. "Yes?"

Reaching up Angelo placed his hands on both sides of Hirsch’s head. Then a flood of images filled his mind, each one with a bunch of thoughts attached to it. Feeling, pain, loss all of these fallowed on the footsteps of the images. Sighing Angelo let his hands fall back to the ground his eyes shut. His body visible relaxed. In the jumble of images there was the thoughts and worries he had of Hirsch.

“so why do you let them drink in here? Why don’t you make them do other things if they don’t want to be near you?” Adam climbed onto the couch and curled around Termad his fingers slowly tracing unseen patterns on Termad’s leg.

“hi.” Josh sat down slowly on the bed that was his but that he had never really used. “is Lawrence there?”

Hirsch didn't seem to mind taking the jumble of thoughts, for now. He rarely worried about anything, at all.

"I let them do what they want as long as they're not breaking any rules and they do what I ask when I ask something of them," Termad explained, leaning against him as he spoke with his advisor.

The change in Wyatt's tone was almost like night and day. "He is asleep."

Relaxing Angelo rolled over on his stomach so that Hirsch had free range of his back.

“so how do they act like your body guards if they are off doing what they want to do?” this was not what Adam had thought it would be like to have a proper match. Where was the great sex, where was the cuddling till they were asleep. And why was he feeling just so content just sitting here wrapped around Termad asking questions.

“look I am sorry about the way I acted around him. I just can’t look at him right now and not feel like I have done something so wrong that I don’t deserve him ever again. Would you tell him I am sorry and would like to talk?” Josh sounded really sorry for what he had done.

Hirsch went back to massaging his back, affectionately. He didn't seem bothered by all of Angelo's worries floating in his mind.

Termad kissed Adam's cheek, affectionately. "I can take care of myself. They're really here to protect the castle and my belongings," he purred.

"You can tell him yourself. Have someone bring you to my home tomorrow," Wyatt replied, shortly.

Within the images there was the memory of different natural disasters that he had tried to warn others of but had not gotten to them in time or they had not believed him that it was going to happen.

“oh so you should call them property guards not body guards.” Adam smiled at the kiss and sighed. “you know I have never felt this way with anyone. Yes I would love to get in your pants but I can wait till your ready for me and not typing away on your phone. Most of the time I would have by now taken you phone and destroyed it or hidden it just to get you to look at me.”

“Wyatt, I am sorry.” Josh sighed a defeated sigh. “I don’t know if I can face him yet, I know I can talk to him but…. To look at him, I would feel wrong being that close and not being able to treat him like I did.” leaning on his knee he buried his head in his hand. “I am sorry I never meant to hurt him, it was Adam, and I don’t know how he did it.”

Hirsch found these interesting instead of worrying. He worked on massaging Angelo's arms, now. The muscles there were also quite tense.

Termad snuggled him. "We can play once I finish my work, dearest."

"I am not going to tell him anything. Call me again when you're ready to face him, please," Wyatt retorted, his voice a little softer. "He is not going to want to talk to you unless it's face-to-face. And I think you know that."

“Enjoying my worries?” Angelo seemed so much younger now that he was not worrying about anything.

“Then may your work be done quickly and no problems occur after we are away from your phone.” Adam waved his fingers at the phone so that he would get back to texting.

“Please just tell him I am sorry?” Josh sighed he never wanted this.

"They aren't that worrying to me," Hirsch replied brightly, rubbing his palm.

Termad went back to texting, rapidly.

"I'm not going to tell him anything. You come and find him when you are ready to talk to him." Wyatt's tone was gentle, but firm.

“Well then you can nibble on them all you want, they will slowly come back to me in the end.” He rolled back over on his back. “Why do you want me? I am not anything like your other lovers.”

Smiling Adam just lay there and waited. He would wait for the end of the world if it meant that this man would be his for as long as he lived.

“Fine.” Josh said, trying to hold back the tears from the pain of not being able to talk to Lawrence. “bye.” Hanging up the phone he curled around the lone pillow on the bed and cried into the sheets. How could he have done this to him? He knew what Lawrence was feeling now; his rejection had to have hurt him like a ton of bricks. They had not gotten far but they were closer then josh had been to his last roommate. He knew what it felt like to have someone be lovey dovey one moment then the next turning on you and saying they did not love you.

"You're attractive," Hirsch pointed out. "And the cupid matched us. Thought it'd be worth a shot to see if he was truly right on this or not."

Termad finally finished up after a while, snapping his phone shut. "Okay, I'm done!"

Wyatt shoved his phone back into his pocket. He hadn't liked being mean, but he knew this was the only way Josh was going to get over it. He didn't want to tempt Lawrence with false promises of making up with Josh when he could just wither away again.

“just because I am Attractive and you wanted to know if a cupid could match one of you, you decided to pursue me. And what if I keep turning you down?” if Hirsch looked he would know that while he may keep saying no he really did not want to other then his feelings of wrongness of the age.

Moving like a cat from a nap Adam kissed Termad on the lips as he pulled Termad to himself.

"Ooohh..." Hirsch shivered, playfully. "I like it when they play hard to get. I'm a man who enjoys the chase just as much as the prize..."

Termad lifted his legs up and then brought them down so he was straddling Adam's lap. He responded to the kiss, contently.

“Well if you’re really wanting to keep my worries be my guest. I can dump them on you any time you like, but the answer is still no.”

“mmmmm” Adam slipped his hands under Termad’s shirt wondering if they should go to the room or if no one would disturb them here in the room. “And what are you in the mood for right now?”

Hirsch frowned, then leaned forward, so their noses were almost touching. "I don't think you want to say no..."

"Anything you're willing to give, hun. We should probably go back to my room. I don't want anyone walking in on us..." Termad replied, smoothly.

“And I think that I say no.” a smile crossed Angelo’s face as he lay there. “Although it has been some time since I had some one chase me, I am always going to say no.”

“Well if you’re like Hirsch, everything is up to you.” Rapping his arms around Termad he shifted his body so that he would be able to stand up with him. “Don’t know if I can carry you the whole way or not.”

Hirsch frowned, then stood up, looking extremely annoyed. "Fine. Have 'em back." The worries flew back into Angelo's mind, in a rough sort of way. Hirsch vanished in a cloud of black smoke.

Seymour woke up at once, with a jolt.

A shiver went down Termad's spine, and he dropped his legs so he could stand, frowning suddenly. Hirsch's state had affected both him and Seymour.

Flinching Angelo whimpered, what had happened? Why had he done that? His mind raced with all the worry then added to it was the pain of it all coming back to him. Then his eyes opened in shock. He had just told a man that was interested in him that he would happily use him bout not love him. “Oh gods Hirsch…. I did not mean it that way….” He hit his head against the floor. He could feel all that nice work that Hirsch had done for him disappearing into knots.

William opened his eye slowly to look over at Seymour. “What wrong?” his voice was slightly sleep filled but he was slowly waking up.

“ummm you ok?” the change in Termad had been noticeable enough that he knew something was up. Gently running his fingers down Termad’s chin he looked into his eyes a bit worried. Here they were ready to have a good time and then all of a sudden he goes cold. What would affect him like that so much? Had it been Hirsch’s name that did it?

"Wai-Wai's house is becoming like a sanctuary," Seymour pointed out, frowning. "Your teacher friend upset my brother and he went back to Wai-Wai, to stay with him."

Termad blinked, then shook his head. "Ugh...I got a chill. And now my head hurts..." He really was connected to Hirsch.