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Date: December 5
Status: Public
Setting: Manor Lobby
Summary: The Prodigal Horseperson Returns.


The trip was simliar to one he had made before, but this time he knew why he was making it, and was more than pleased to do so. His friends were still here, after all.

And more than friends.

Famine parked his black motorcycle outside the manor and went through the front door of the mansion, looking around the lobby with a sense of satisfaction. Now, where was Pollution everyone...

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[polldancer.livejournal.com]

Famine returned the kiss, his own hand tangling in Pollution's hair and his arm wrapped tightly around Pollution's waist. "I missed you, too." He nuzzles close, not intending to let go any time soon, either.

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"Why did you go?" he asked, not a little bitter. "I didn't know where you had gone." Pollution pressed closer to him, wanting to melt in to Famine, let their molecules come together and never come apart again.

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Famine holds him tighter, pressing his nose into Pollution's hair. "I'm sorry." He kisses the top of Pollution's head. "There was a small emergency in the corporation that I had to deal with personally. It wasn't supposed to take this long." He rubs Pollution's back soothingly.

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Pollution couldn't bring himself to care with Famine back in his arms. It seemed like it had mattered not too longer ago, but now he couldn't for the life of him figure out why. He nuzzled Famine's face aside and pressed their lips together, tasting dry dust and hunger on Famine's lips. "You taste... you smell so good," Pollution sighed, dreamily. How had he forgotten?

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Famine returns the kiss and smiles as he licks the oily residue from his lips. He presses his nose into Pollutions hair, inhaling the scent of ozone and burning fossil fuels. "So do you."

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Pollution smiled, dazed, thinking that Famine is perhaps the only creature in the universe who could find his smell and taste attracted him. But that suited him just fine. Looping an arm in Famine's, he gently tugged him over to a near by lounge chair where he could climb up and cuddle in Famine's lap, at peace.

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Famine smiles back as he follows Pollution to the chair, wrapping his arms around Pollution and holding him close. He leans his head against Pollution's and closes his eyes with a contented sigh. He hadn't realized just how much he'd missed this.