Church of the Whiterose Complex

[ShadowLord_Lith he/him]

He chuckled. "It's alright. I'm sorry... should I get off of you?" He hoped he wasn't annoying the man. 

[Sherlock Holmes he/him]

“Not if you don’t want to,” Dan said. “Your weight is small enough that it’s kind of comfortable, actually.”

@ShadowLord_Lith

[ShadowLord_Lith he/him]

He blushed, nodding and looking down. "Okay... do you wanna sleep? Or go do something with whatever amount of daylight is left?"

[Sherlock Holmes he/him]

“I heard that you have to go and teach a class or something, actually,” Dan pointed out, smiling at the sky.

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[ShadowLord_Lith he/him]

He blinked, freezing. "Colors..." He rolled off of Dan pulling on his shirt and standing, looking around. "Think I can make it if I run?"

[Sherlock Holmes he/him]

“I think you can make it if I drop you through the skylight,” Dan said with an almost-feral grin.

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[ShadowLord_Lith he/him]

He glared at Dan, opening his mouth to respond before hesitating. "We did make that Hammock and hang it up... I'd be fine if I grabbed that on the way down..." He smiled. "Let's do it."

Edited March 6, 2019 by ShadowLord_Lith

[Sherlock Holmes he/him]

“Okay, then, hold on,” Dan said, picking Shae up despite the pain in his arms, and jumping off the roof, catching the wind under his wings and flying to the school. He landed in the right spot, kicked the skylight open, then dropped Shae inside while saying, “Love you, see ya later.”

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[ShadowLord_Lith he/him]

He whooped, grabbing the hammock and managing to use it to swing enough that he rolled along the ground and got back up with barely a scratch. "Alright,  who's ready to learn?" He grinned. This would be a fun three hours.

[Sherlock Holmes he/him]

The kids all stared at him for a minute, shocked. 

[ShadowLord_Lith he/him]

He laughed. "Let's get started. Pull out your projects and let me see what you're up to. We're about to learn weaving, so you'd better start finishing these ones, Alright?" He began looking and walking around. 

[Sherlock Holmes he/him]

The kids did as he asked, now afraid to mess with a teacher who could literally Tom Cruise-it into the classroom. 

***

Dan went to go and help out at a resident’s farm.

@ShadowLord_Lith

[ShadowLord_Lith he/him]

Shae taught the kids for the remaining time he had them, pleasantly surprised by how respectful and obedient the kids were to him.

[Sherlock Holmes he/him]

Dan came back from the farm twenty minutes before the class ended, his back hurting almost as much as that one time a leopard had pounced on him. He dropped in through the skylight, closing it since it was now raining, and walked over to a table, giving pointers like he did this sort of thing all the time, and like he totally hadn’t just dropped in through the skylight. He did have seven little sisters, after all, and had practically raised all of them himself, along with a few other kids he wasn’t related to.

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[ShadowLord_Lith he/him]

Shae smiled, grateful for the help and not minding the sight of Dan dripping wet. He thought it was... sexy. That thought was new to him.

[Sherlock Holmes he/him]

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If Shae could just continue being adorable all the time, that would be great.

When class ended, and maybe half of the students were out of the classroom, Dan walked over to Shae and kissed him on the side of his face. “How’s it going?”

@ShadowLord_Lith

[ShadowLord_Lith he/him]

Shae blushed, smiling at Dan. "Pretty great... How are you? Not too sore, I hope..." He kept cleaning up.

[Sherlock Holmes he/him]

“I’m only dying on the inside, thank you,” Dan said, helping Shae clean up the rest of the stuff. “So, are you going to work on something, or something?”

***

Several of the kids saw Dan kiss Shae and gasped, then promptly fled the room, talking about it amongst themselves.

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[ShadowLord_Lith he/him]

Shae bit his lip, hoping this didn't change what his students thought of him. He struggled enough with some of them already. He pushed it out of his mind, though, and focused on Dan. "Hmm... I did have one project lined up, but the clay isn't here yet. I need to practice my kneading though- if you want to get on a table and lay down, I can show you what I've learned so far." He smiled, going to put his equipment away.

[Sherlock Holmes he/him]

Dan did as Shae asked, not understanding the implication but still curious.

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[ShadowLord_Lith he/him]

Shae smiled, then grabbed some oil he used to keep the pottery wheels turning and walking back over. "Alright, let's get started." He smiled, then poured some oil on Dan's back before beginning to try and massage out the muscles there- knowing he was in for plenty of knotted muscle.

[Sherlock Holmes he/him]

“Why’re you,” Dan started to say when Shae poured something on his back, then melted when Shae started massaging him. “Okay, I owe you big-time for this,” Dan said, his tongue falling out of his mouth and his ears relaxing down. He felt like he was wagging his tail, but he didn’t have one. He moved his wings out of the way of Shae’s hands, because oil didn’t mix well with his feathers. 

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[ShadowLord_Lith he/him]

Shae chuckled, smiling. "No problem... Besides, I need a guniea pig to test out my technique on- you seem like the perfect candidate. Luckily for you, it's mostly practice at this point. I have some practice with this..." He worked Dan's back, doing his best to relax the muscles there as best he could- even massaging the muscles that connected the wings to his back. 

[Sherlock Holmes he/him]

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Wait, what kind of pig?

“Aaahh,” Dan breathed as his back got weird shocks of pain and no pain. It felt wonderful, and he didn’t even know why.

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[ShadowLord_Lith he/him]

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guniea pig? You know, the test subject kinda things? Did I misspell that?

Shae smiled, continuing until every single knot in Dan's back was relaxed- which easily took an hour or so. Then he moved on to the mans shoulders, neck, and arms. He loved the sounds Dan was making, how happy and blissful he sounded- it made him want to never stop.