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Harrison had planned to wait until they returned back to their hotel room to properly celebrate the new year with Sam. However, that plan when out the window once Sam began to grind down on his lap. There was no way he was going to completely strip down though - no matter how worked up he got - because even though he was used to the cold by from living in Colorado for many years, he wasn’t an idiot. While he moved his lips down to began to work over Sam’s neck, Harrison reluctantly pulled both of his hands away from the warmth of Sam’s body. He placed one hand on his sub’s hip to still them while he worked the other one in between their bodies to work on the button and zipper of his pants.  

Once his zipper was down, Harrison pushed his pants and briefs down just enough to free his semi-hard cock, a feat made harder with Sam still on his lap and Harrison’s own unwillingness to remove his lips from Sam’s neck. He bit down right in the area behind Sam’s ear before reaching up to grab a handful of Sam’s hair in both of his hands. With one last deep kiss, Harrison began to push Sam back down the chair. When Sam’s mouth was aligned with his cock, Harrison removed one of his hands and wrapped it around the base of his length. “Hands behind your back.” After Sam complied, Harrison pulled Sam down with the hand that was still in his hair and began to rub the tip of his cock along Sam’s lips until he opened them up.

Here’s to New Beginnings || Samson||12.31.14

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Harrison tried to keep the kiss slow and sweet, but if anyone could make him lose his self-control, it was Sam, and soon he found himself licking his way into Sam’s mouth to deepen the kiss. Harrison definitely didn’t want to pull away from Sam, and he didn’t want to let go of Sam’s hand. Instead, he opted to just drop the champagne flute that was in his other hand - at this point he no longer cared about the thought of wasting it - and then reach his now free hand up to grasp the back of Sam’s head. He laced his fingers through Sam’s hair and used his grip as leverage to urge Sam to come and join him in his chair. 

Sam clearly got the obvious hint, and he was soon straddled comfortably on Harrison’s lap. The instant warmth that the submissive provided to him made Harrison let out a small sigh of relief against Sam’s lips. He decided to take advantage of Sam’s new position and warm his hands up by slipping them under Sam’s clothing. Off to his right, he heard some hooting and hollering aimed at their direction. Without pulling his head away, he glanced over to see a boat full of drunken, American, frat boys enjoying the show.  Harrison reluctantly removed his hand from the warmth of Sam’s skin so that he could flip off the other boat. When he felt his properly got his point across, he decided to warm up his hand once more, but this time he worked it down the back of Sam’s pants, squeezing his ass when he reached it. 

Here’s to New Beginnings || Samson||12.31.14

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Here’s to New Beginnings || Samson||12.31.14

Spending the New Year’s in Paris was the perfect way to rediscover each other and repair their newfound relationship. In some ways, it felt like they had never broken up for those horrible months, but Harrison knew better than to pretend it never happened because he wanted to make sure it never happened again. Even though Harrison felt he couldn’t be completely honest with Sam about his past - which was a major factor to why he broke up with Sam in the first place - there were other aspects of their relationship that Harrison knew that they needed to work on. 

To help reconnect on a more romantic level, Harrison rented a private yacht so that they could watch Paris bring in the new year from the comfort and privacy on the Seine.  After they finished a very late dinner, a full five-course meal of course since Harrison was aiming to impress, they grabbed their coats and made their way out to the back deck. It was cold out, made even worse being on the river, but the experience was well worth freezing. There was still a little of five minutes left before midnight, so Harrison grabbed the bottle of champagne that was left for them on the bar on the deck along with two flutes and guided Sam over to some deck chairs. After they both sat down, he handed the glasses over to Sam while he opened the bottle, making sure not to waste it by making it explode all over the place. Harrison poured them both a glass and set the bottle on the deck by his chair, and even though it felt unnatural, he put his glass in his left hand so that he could reach his right one over to grab Sam’s unoccupied hand. 

They didn’t say much in those five minutes. Instead they just quietly took in their surroundings while sipping on the champagne. They didn’t even have a clock or a tv turned on to know what time it was, but they knew the very second that it turned midnight as it seemed like the world suddenly came alive around them.  They could hear the faint cheers of large crowds in the distance as well as boats blasting their horns around them. “Happy New Year’s, Evans.”  Harrison leaned in towards Sam so that they could properly bring in the new year with a kiss.

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ooc:

so i just couldn’t leave you all after so long without saying goodbye :( and harrison would have say goodbye to everyone as well, especially celia, owen, frank, regina, and eli. he also would have hit on manny at least one more time. my headcanon for harrison is that he and nanook took off to kentucky to finally go get sam. i’m sorry i lost my muse and didn’t manage my time better. maybe if things calm down, there’s an open spot, and L let’s me, harrison just may come back around but for now this is goodbye. hopefully someone takes up the torch of making crazy starters regarding weird tv shows. while harrison may be gone, i’m still around. you can always find me on nfunkrp.tumblr.com. i miss you guys and really respect you all for carrying on for so long. 

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Even though he knew it was obvious what he was trying to say, Harrison didn’t blame his sister at all for not making the connection. However, even if he understood, it didn’t make things easier on him because he honestly didn’t want to say it again. He reached up, ran a hand across his face, and then ran it through his hair, tugging at the ends a bit before letting it fall back to his side. He took a few more minutes to try and find the right words again because he just didn’t want to blurt out, ‘mom is dead’. “No, Celia.. She didn’t make it out of the hospital... Her injuries were too severe for her body to handle...”

Bury Me in Satin || Clarington F2F

Celia ran her hands through Nanook’s hair and made her ears stand up on end. She was confused and tilted her head. “She didn’t make it where?” If Harrison was going to tell her that her mom didn’t make it to their summer house or to a resort, she wasn’t entirely sure why he thought it was that important to call her from Quinn’s just to tell her that. 

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Harrison took a seat on the couch with his sister, but a little further away from her than he normally would. If he was somehow going to get this news out, he felt like he needed plenty of breathing room to do it. He'd save the comfort for later, when everything was out in the open. He saw Celia call for Nanook and waited for his dog to jump up on the couch because he knew first hand that Nooks had the amazing ability to comfort someone, which was exactly what Celia would need. "Okay... this is definitely not easy to say and it won't be easy to hear, so I'm just going to say it. I got a call from father's assistant earlier today, and she told me that mom was in an accident this morning and she didn't make it..." Harrison had to muster all the self-control that he could to not use his fingers to mimic quotations marks around the word accident, since he knew it was anything but. However, this wasn't the time to be angry as he needed to be there for Celia.

Bury Me in Satin || Clarington F2F

Celia stared at her brother. It was weird to see him this serious. Well okay he was always kind of serious but he was a little bit silly with her. He was always a little bit silly or just about to smile even though he pretended to be upset with her or teasing her. He reminded her a little bit of their dad and it scared her and she adopted her brother’s serious expression. Celia scooted to the couch and tried to call Nanook to her. She had a feeling that she would need something cuddly and soft. “What’s wrong?” Celia’s blue eyes filled with concern for her brother, wondering if the something wrong was with him. He didn’t look sick but a lot of times people who didn’t look sick were still really sick. 

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Once Harrison knew that Celia was on her way, he quickly dialed Hunter's number. He hated to do it over the phone, but he didn't see any other way. He honestly wasn't even sure in the world he even was, so he had no idea what timezone he was in. Harrison wasn't surprised when the call went to voice mail, and he hung up the phone after leaving a message telling the asshole to call him back ASAP, no matter what time it was. As he waited for his sister to arrive, he felt his emotions starting to overtake him. He knew he couldn't let Celia see him like that, so he went to the bathroom to splash some water on his face. When he heard her calling for him, he slowly made his way out to the living room, trying to think of exactly what he was supposed to say as he walked. "Hey." He tired to keep any and all emotion off his face as he approached. "Go ahead and sit down."

Bury Me in Satin || Clarington F2F

Celia couldn’t decide if she should be worried or if her brother was playing a trick on her. Her thoughts went to Hunter first. She knew he was traveling and wondered if he had gotten into trouble somewhere in Spain or something. Oddly enough her next thought was that something happened to Nanook. Maybe she had gotten pregnant some how and was going into labor… Celia’s thoughts continued when she got to her brother’s suite. The door opened and she could see the fluffy husky. Nanook wasn’t pregnant so again she wondered about Hunter. “Ary?” Celia called into the living room. “Where are you?”

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Text: Door's open. 

Text: I need you over at my place ASAP.

Text: I can’t. I’m with Miss Quinn.

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Text: Just get over here.

Text: I need you over at my place ASAP.

Text: I can’t. I’m with Miss Quinn.

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Text: I don't care. Tell her that it's an emergency and get over here now.

Text: I need you over at my place ASAP.

Text: I can’t. I’m with Miss Quinn.

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Better said in person || Self-para

This Thursday was pretty much like any other Thursday that Harrison had been experiencing lately. After classes were over, he went down to the pool, and then headed out to grab some Taco Bell once practice was finished. Since the usual clientele there was always questionable, Harrison had no desire to spend any more time than necessary that fast food place, so he quickly grabbed his food and headed back to Roselle. When he finally got back to his room, he took Nooks for a quick walk before sitting down and tearing into his food. He was starting in on his third taco when his phone rang, and even though he was very tempted to completely ignore it, he was at least curious to see who it was. The number wasn't in his contacts, and he didn't recognize it at all. However, he knew that it was a Colorado area code, so he figured it was just one of his friends from back home who had to get a new number. It'd been a while since he had actually spoken to anyone from back home, usually sticking to various social media sites to keep in touch, so even though he wasn't finished with his dinner, he gladly accepted the call. Harrison was thrown for a loop when a vaguely familiar sounding female voice began to speak after he said hello. "Oh hi. This is Harrison, right?"

 "Yes.. And may I ask who's calling?" Since it was clear that this wasn't an old friend, Harrison was tempted to just hang up. He had received his fair share of telemarketers and people asking for donations, so he assumed that's who was on the other line. 

"Sorry about that. This is Stacy, your father's assistant. We met a few times before you move to Ohio." Hunter could hear there was a bit of nervousness behind her words and got the feeling that she was stalling.

"I remember who you are, so exactly what is the purpose of this call?" He honestly had no clue as to why she would be calling him, and Harrison was well past ready for her to get to the point before his tacos got even colder than they already were.

"Oh... yes. W-well, your mother was involved in an accident this morning, and I regret to inform you that she didn't make it. I-"

About fifty different thoughts rushed through Harrison's mind all at once and twice as many feelings hit him right then and there. He immediately cut her off just to get some clarification. "So you're telling me that my mother is dead..."

"Yes, and again I'm so sorr-"

"You mean my own mother died and that asshole didn't even have the courage to call me himself?" Even though he should be completely devastated, Harrison's fury at his father easily outweighed any grief or shock.

"Well, he's very busy righ-"

"Too busy to call his own fucking son... Whatever, I'll make arrangements for Celia and I to get back to Colorado and I'll call Hunter to let him know what happen." The anger left him quickly and Harrison soon found himself almost devoid of all emotions as he just started to run on automatic.

"Okay... I'll let him know you're on your way. And once again, I'm so sorr-"

Harrison couldn't handle listening to her apologize one more time and quickly hung up the phone before she could finished. He took a few seconds to gather himself together before sending a quick text to his sister. Once that was out of the way, he gathered up the rest of his food and threw it away because there was no way he could finish it now.

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If I say no, will you start pouting?

You’re bringing me next time, right? 

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We're both single and hot, so I don't see why not.

Don't worry. They'll have finger-shaped bruises on them soon enough... What can I say? Even though I'm fully capable of holding out for a long time, I really don't want to, so I don't see the point of delaying this any longer. Good boy...

FTF || Harli 2.21.15

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Thank you. The fact that three-fourths of people seem to see white and gold just proves my belief that most people are idiots.

I don’t know if you’ve all seen the dress, but it’s definitely black and blue.

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Private: Hello teammate~ Our beloved leader's birthday is next week so Ellie has come up with a great idea to throw a mini party for him next Friday (3/6) at practice. It's a surprise so shh! Feel free to bring a small present or just food. Ellie and I will be going to practice early to set up decorations so if you want to help just let me know.

Private: Sounds good. I'll hire the strippers.