http://conathon.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2005-09-17 02:32 pm
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Closed to Boone


Sawyer was agitated, he was pissed off mostly because of the new Wrestling coach, the man was annoying and deep inside, Sawyer missed Eugene. He almost wanted to quit as Student Coach but something stopped him, he knew that Boone had signed up and the poor boy would be ripped to shreds without him there to watch Ash, that bastard Coach.

So, in order to fondle help Boone become a better Wrestler, Sawyer sent him a note saying for Boone to meet him in the gym and to be properly dressed.
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[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Boone reads over the note from Sawyer, and feels a little flutter of nerves. Someone wants to help him out a little. Well, he's not going to turn away from that.

He dressed in his wrestling uniform, and heads to the gym.

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Uh, hi," Boone responds and waves a hand through his hair. His eyes flicker to the cigarette. Such a good boy, he's never tried smoking.

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Boone is taken aback by the question, because Sawyer is the one who asked him to come to the gym, and now he's giving Boone control of the meeting?

Boone blinks. "I...ah...I don't know."

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Caught off guard, Boone submits to a coughing fit as soon as Sawyer gives him room to breathe. Recovering, he looks up, and smile sheepishly. "Sorry..."

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Boone does as he's told, and gets down on ihs hands and knees. He feels a bit subconscious about it, with his wrestling uniform showing off all the curves and...uh, bulges, of his body. But he's trying, really trying, not to think about that, Trying not to think about how exposed and vulnerable he is, or how frigging hot Sawyer looks in his uniform now that he's taken hs jeans off.

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Boone's natural instinct wa to struggle, to flail and fight the hold. his hands latch on to Sawyer's arm, trying to claw his way free, which results in him tipping forward and going down flat on his stomach with Sawyer on top of him.

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"I really suck at this," Boone says, and he doesn't care if anyone sees them either, except he wouldn't want his roommate Jack to see him like this, or his sister Shannon, but despite the rumors that shew as at the school, Boone hadn't seen her.

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Boone sat up and scratches his neck.

"You have...another cigarette? I could...really use one."

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Boone freezes, cigarette in hand. He' started to say he doesn't, hans't, ever smoked, but then...

"Have you seen my sister? here? At school?"

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Boone takes a long drag off the cigarette in his hand.

"I...haven't seen her yet."

Another drag.

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Boone blinks, stares at Sawyer as if he's suddenly grown two heads. He's a good boy. Would never dream of doing anything illegal. Like...drinking, or smoking on school grounds.

"Uh...I don't know anyplace that would...let us drink. I'm only...16."

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"what...do you mean?" Boone eyes him curiously.

Boone is passive. He's not going to refuse anything. He'll go along with anyone, anything. he just...wants to know what he's getting himself in to.

[identity profile] cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com 2005-09-18 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"You want me..." Boone's voice squeaked, "to go to your...room?" He blinked rapidly a few times, absorbing that. Wow. This was awsome. No one had ever invited him back to their place before.

[identity profile] names-ash.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ooc: *dies*]

[identity profile] msgilmoredanes.livejournal.com 2005-09-18 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
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