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madswilding.livejournal.com

OOC: Dated November 22, 2005 (Mads’ Birthday).

Mads and Ioan celebrate Mads’ birthday outside and with little clothing.

Ioan was standing in the clearing wearing only the boots that Mads had given him for his birthday, his collar and cuffs. A picnic basket and blanket were next to him, pillows piled up. Mads would be there any minute, Ioan bounced on his toes, cock hard and bound with the wide cockring.

madswilding.livejournal.com

Backdated to October 6, 2005 (Ioan's birthday)

Happy Birthday, Kitty

gruff-ioan.livejournal.com

Ioan goes dancing, Mads goes watching...

gruff-ioan.livejournal.com

Ioan rolled over, smiling at the twinges and aches from the previous night’s activities. He looked at the man lying next to him and felt such a surge of love and completeness that he felt almost dizzy. Moving closer he nuzzled into Mads’ shoulder, kissing the sleep warm skin. With a happy sigh, he closed his eyes and drifted back off to sleep.

madswilding.livejournal.com

Mads/Ioan/Gerard Butler
(Thanks Jay! *muwah*!)
**Warnings: Bondage, Flogging**

Ioan moved about the room, quietly getting things ready. He looked at Mads. "Is there anything else?"

Mads had been watching Ioan for a few moments, expression amused as he got the last things ready, shaking his head a bit at the boy's question. He'd also made sure everything Gerard preferred was set out properly - quite looking forward to this session, since Gerard had been a client for quite a while now, one of the ones that had been interested in continuing on in a threesome capacity - though, this perhaps wasn't as fully a threesome as some of he and Ioan's other clients. "No, I think we've got it. Now we wait," he said, moving to seat himself in a chair - every bit the Dom now, the aura of it fairly rolling off him. "Sit and wait."

"Yes sir." Ioan said and dropped to the floor on his knees, hands clasped behind his back, eyes lowered.

gruff-ioan.livejournal.com

What exactly would I need to do - to make you give me what I want?

madswilding.livejournal.com

OOC: Takes placed a few hours after this chat.

Waking up, take two.

Ioan rolled and awoke at the same time. He pulled his head back and smiled, seeing Mads lying against him. He scooted closer, putting his arms around the man gently and kissing his throat.

madswilding.livejournal.com

OOC: This chat takes place directly after this one, where Mads and Ioan are at the Reception of Dom and Trent’s Collaring.

Mads and Ioan return to their quarters for more…fun.

Mads had managed to make it back to their quarters without molesting Ioan (too badly) in the lift, but once inside, he had the boy pressed against the door again. However, the kisses weren't violent now, weren't hurried or frenzied. They were no less hungry or passionate...or possessing...but there was less urgency. They had all night. "How about," Mads growled against the flesh of the boy's throat. "A slow fuck in the shower...hmmm?"

and the next morning...

Mads lay in bed watching Ioan sleep, propped on one elbow. The boy looked so peaceful like this - and Mads almost hated to interrupt his sleep. Almost. But Ioan was simply too tempting. Leaning forward, he pressed a kiss into the hollow of the boy's throat, one hand trailing down his side beneath the sheets. Neither of them had anywhere to be anytime soon, and Mads had no intentions of leaving bed for anything more than sustenance, if they required it.

madswilding.livejournal.com

Ioan and Mads in the playroom at Dom and Trent’s Reception. (Takes place directly after the Ceremony).

Ioan moved to the music, feeling the wide strong hands of Mads holding him close. It took everything he had to not just twine himself around the man and - he blushed at the thought - well - just hump against him right here.

He huffed out a light laugh and looked up at Mads happily.

madswilding.livejournal.com

OOC: This chat takes place a few days before Dom and Trent’s Collaring Ceremony

Ioan finds a rather upset Mads on the range and does his best to…improve his mood.

Mads growled softly as he yanked the arrows from the target – pissed off at having not gotten more of them in the center. He was losing his bloody touch, too much time inside the city. The rational part of his mind knew he was just pissed off in general, a natural reaction to a shitty day that just would not fucking stop. He also couldn't deny he'd been feeling more restless lately, this was the longest he'd spent in Balize without just getting out in quite a few years...that's why he'd had to come out here - after snapping at Kate in quite an uncalled for manner. He would have to apologize to her, later--when he could trust himself not to just snap at her again.

palace-trent.livejournal.com

Happens right after this.

( Trent smiles as he thinks about leaving Jared with the Princes. Better he get that out of the way. )

Current Mood: bouncy

palaceharry.livejournal.com

[Happens after this email conversation between Harry and Mads, and refers back to this conversation between Mads and Sean.]

Still wondering why the fuck Mads couldn't have told him what the damned problem was instead of having him drag his ass over to East in the middle of a busy day, Sean wandered down the client room hallway looking for the missing Head of East. Where the fuck was the bugger? He'd said here, hadn't he? Behind him, he could hear Sala trudging stoically along but there was no other sign of lif . . . .

Current Mood: tricksy

palaceharry.livejournal.com

To: Mads
From: Harry
Subject: Droby tume Romale, mate!

Hey there! Just thought I'd say hey and thanks for chipping in on the East end of the Intake, since I was out of commission for so long. I'm back, as I'm sure you've heard, and back in the office, so feel free to send me any of the paperwork that you've collected or generated on the intake, and we can get it back on my desk instead of Sean's. Don't want to make the old man any more stressed out- he might start pulling out his hair or somethin' and we couldn't have that.

How're things going anyway?

Sinclair.

Current Mood: chipper

madswilding.livejournal.com

A phone call to Sean about Harry...and spanking?

Growling softly as he tosses the file down on his desk that he has been looking at, the Wilding rises from his desk, pacing around for a moment--finding it increasingly hard to concentrate. Finally, Mads grabs his com off of his desk and all but storms from his office into the outer one where Kat is sitting at her desk, jumping a bit at the man's sudden entrance. "Cancel that appointment I've got this afternoon, please," he tells her before exiting, not even waiting for a response. He quickly calls up Sean's number on his com and waits for the man to answer.

madswilding.livejournal.com

OOC: Alright, four links to chats here—that all took place about 2 weeks ago …around the 5th and 6th of January. Holidays and family trips got it delayed, and it’s been dubbed the chat that would not die… so *laughs*

This chat takes place a few days after this chat, where Ioan tells Richard about their shared father; and this chat, where Ioan and Mads discuss it.

Ioan finally opens up to Mads about his feelings regarding the Richard situation.

(Parts 1-3 of the chat that would not die, a.k.a. the chat where our pups lost their bloody minds!)

All 3 parts take place the morning and afternoon after this chat, where Ioan works out some of his feelings regarding his childhood and his father, and newfound brother.

Part the 1st: Ioan awakes in a much better mood (which is to say bratty) and some fun ensues, though things don’t stay peaceful long for our heroes *snerks*

Part the 2nd: Jason pays a timely visit to Mads and offers his advice.

Part the 3rd: Ioan returns to face Mads…

palace-pianist.livejournal.com

This chat takes place the morning after this and this.

Richard pays Mads a little visit…

It had been a very long night, to say the least. Ioan had slept through most of it, so it wasn’t that it had been spent arguing or anything of that manner. The only conflict Mads had engaged in after his lover had fallen asleep had been completely internal. Part of him had wanted to stay home from the office for the day, to be with Ioan—but he could tell that the boy needed some space; some time to think, and Mads would give it to him. Though he had no intentions of letting the boy hide indefinitely.

madswilding.livejournal.com

This chat takes place right after this chat where Ioan tells Richard they are brothers.

Mads is a little late getting in from the office, though he hasn't called to let the boy know he'll be late--mainly because he knew he was meeting with Richard, and that those meetings could run long anyway. So, the Wilding is a little surprised when he comes in to find Ioan curled up on the sofa. Warning bells immediately go off in Mads head as he puts his things down, brow furrowing in concern as he crosses over to his lover. "Kitty?" he asks quietly.

madswilding.livejournal.com

Mads decides to do some sketches of Ioan, though things don’t go quite as planned…

Warning: Puppy play. So, if that doesn’t float your boat, don’t read. You were warned.

Mads has been in his studio for a few hours, trying to work on a painting--but it's just not happening. Finally, with a growl he drops the brush into a glass of water and stands back to regard it. Suddenly, he's struck by inspiration that has nothing to do with that painting and everything to do with a past conversation with Ioan. Smirking to himself, the Wilding grabs his sketchbook and heads out of the studio.

madswilding.livejournal.com

After talking with Jason (Isaacs), Mads wakes Ioan one more with a surprise shopping trip. (Also known as the chat that would not die! It has to be posted in two parts).

It's his day off, so Ioan is taking his time to sleep in. Since Mads had to work, there was no point in him getting up early. No point at all.

And part 2…

Raising an eyebrow, Mads has to admit he's rather surprised by that offer. Part of him wants to say no, just to really tweak the boy...but, Mads can't deny that Ioan's bribe really is an effective one. "After all that protesting...you want me to try on a shirt that badly?" he inquires, moving closer to his lover.

Current Mood: crazy

madswilding.livejournal.com

Morning and evening after Ioan and Mads argue..

Warnings: (just in case anyone needs them). Light bondage and creative use of ice cubes.

Mads groans softly when his alarm goes off, lying on the couch for a moment--not feeling overly inclined to get up. Finally though, he does, dragging himself into the bathroom to take a quick shower. Checking on Ioan, he finds the boy still asleep and leaves him, moving into the kitchen to put on coffee on.

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