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We also wanted to bring in people with a fresh twist on ideas. Heather Woolery-Lloyd is a dermatologist with cutting-edge insights—it is great to have her share her expertise and present a medical focus entirely different from my own.
One of the things I love about the magazine is the topical layout. Editor in Chief Alison Brower, who was just a fantastic find, spent a lot of time working on how we would organize our thoughts. Writing a magazine about life and breaking it down into readable chunks is obviously a challenge. We wanted to start out with a section that brings the reader up to date.
We highlight happiness because one of the great benefits of being healthy is being happy, and your health itself is influenced by your state of mind.
But this section is definitely not full of depressing topics. I want the magazine to also be playful, both visually and content-wise.
For example, we discuss what happens when a person drinks wine and take antibiotics at the same time, as well as some cold remedies from around the world. We also include practical guides, such as a booklet on vitamins.
I will continue to write the introductory letter that focuses on the important messages from each issue. In the first issue, I write about optimism, because it is such a driver of happiness. I wanted to share, very personally, what I do to stay optimistic, as well as what the science says we should do.
How will The Dr. Oz Show and the magazine complement each other? The magazine and the show will complement each other very closely. Before I decided to do the magazine, I thought very carefully about all of the content we have cultivated for the show. I want this magazine to broaden our brand, not duplicate it. There is so much information that we gather each year, and much of it can only be delivered in the way the television audience wants to see it.
I want to be able to take advantage of all of that knowledge on a new platform. We launched the magazine on a special episode of The Dr.
I also wanted to bring more smart people to the table. The beautiful thing about working with Hearst is that you have a ton of really smart people working with you and helping you think about even better ways to tell the story. Thankfully the woman had been in an equally drunken state as Gilbert, and seemed to be having trouble focusing her vision. A dinner party had been arranged to celebrate their safety on the last mission, which had nearly gotten them killed.
Far from equal trade; not that Oz really cared. To heighten the celebration it seemed Break had spiked the punch as well. It was fun to see everyone laughing at nothing and drunk again, though Alice had passed out rather quickly. Oz suspected Break had used some hard liquor judging by the speed of which everyone had lost their senses- barely an hour had even passed since dinner ended.
He had stopped drinking himself the moment he noticed Gil's flushed expression across the table, which had been pretty fast. Gil was such a handful! He'd known Gil was weak with liquor.
He'd known Gil was a crybaby and a klutz to the extreme when drunk. He and Gil had started a more physical relationship a few months back, which Oz didn't regret at all, but this was Oz's first experience of a drunken Gil since then and, well This drunken Gil was absolutely incorrigible. Alcohol seemed to have sent Gil's mind straight to the gutter and left it there-which wouldn't have been so bad if not for the fact Sharon was sitting a few meters away still conscious and Break was wandering around faking drunk and completely sober.
If Break caught them in the act Oz knew they'd never live it down. Oz grumbled and shoved the man's shifting arms down to step out of the embrace. It wasn't that Oz wasn't interested in fooling around, but giving Break blackmail material was never a wise idea. Though too carefree to be considered highly noble-like in behavior, Oz still wouldn't do such a thing in front of a lady either.
Gil just blinked at him in confusion before his eyes welled up with distressed tears. Gil was no fun to tease when he was such a mess. We're at a party, remember? Gil sniffled behind his hand a few more times, looking off to the side before nodding. Oz sighed in relief and pulled away.
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He'd wanted to see more of Sharon's strangely appealing drunkenness and see Alice properly put to bed. Sharon was giggling to herself softly. Nothing indecent I hope Dun' get in my way, stupid Break. We're going to h—Oww! It would have been a rather flawless departure, all considering. Would have- had Gil's hand that had been holding him in place at the hip not drifted down and squeezed as they rounded the corner.
Oz slumped over Gil's shoulder in defeat. Breakfast was going to be a pain in the morning. Well, if the girls managed to wake in time Gil was such a softie. He supposed it had kind of been awhile since they'd had any time alone.
Never mind, let me down! Or hold me a different way! Gil pulled him down so that they were chest to chest and Oz tensed, hesitantly wrapping his legs around Gil's waist after a quick look down the empty hall. Gil was looking down at him with a warm smile and alcohol-flushed cheeks, strong arms wrapped firmly around Oz's middle. Aaah, Gil was so mushy it was Warmth was starting to pool in his stomach at the thought of things to come, but Oz was skeptical they'd get very far if Gil couldn't even walk properly Gil walked straight into the banister as they passed the stairs and Oz grit his teeth in pain and irritation.
Screw that- more like if he'd even survive getting to the room. But as Oz lost himself in thoughts of knocking Gil out himself if they ran into one more surface, he was shortly interrupted when the breath left his lungs in a huff of air as he was flattened against a door. Oz coughed and looked up to glare at his servant to blame, but he was met with nothing but the press of Gil's lips against his and Gil's quickly wandering hands.
Gil's hands slipped eagerly up his shirt and Oz moaned, opening his mouth and wrapping arms around the older man's neck. Their tongues met and Oz sighed appreciatively as it seemed Gil could at least kiss decently enough while sloshed.
The appreciation was short lived however, as Oz had to break away gasping for breath when Gil started rocking into him.
Gil was so heavy! Flattened against the door as he was it was nearly impossible to breathe with Gil's added weight pressing into him without restraint. But Gil's hips rocking insistently against his own with the door as leverage felt really Being caught rutting shamelessly in the hall was not on Oz's list of things to do.
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Oz thinned his lips in annoyance. Open the door and get on the bed. Alcohol had turned his dear friend into a useless pervert! Just how was this going to- -Whoomph- "G-Gil I'm going to kill you. The door had swung open and Gil had fallen forward throwing them both straight to the hard, unforgiving floor. For being so determined to get them in bed his drunken servant sure was miraculously talented at killing the mood.
Gil started running hands through Oz's hair contentedly and Oz slumped against his servant's chest, perplexed. Horny or mushy, drunken Gil needed to make up his mind! His own teenage body wasn't very happy getting continually warmed with interest only to get interrupted with bodily injury.
Maybe this wasn't such a good idea? Gil was really really drunk. Oz glanced up at Gil's flushed, content expression while the man pet his head- made slightly goofy with the drunken tilt to his lips. It wasn't that he would be taking advantage of Gil in this state, as Oz was sure they'd have made use of the opportunity to be alone regardless, but If Gil wouldn't even remember in the morning that took half the fun out of it.
No matter what they did Gil was still shy and easily embarrassed- which made this drunken Gil even stranger actually. Gil usually had to be talked or tricked, heh into sex, even when Oz knew he wanted it, the man never stopped worrying- the only thing the man ever initiated on his own was kissing. Harassing Gil the morning after was secretly Oz's favorite thing about the new level in their relationship.
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That thought was rather lonely. Despite the currently innocent actions, Gil's erection was still warm and hard against Oz's hip. Oz blinked in slight confusion before nodding. That was okay then, wasn't it? He felt a little stupid for not checking where they had ended up beforehand.
It was some good luck, considering how disorderly the journey to get there had been- Oz wouldn't have been surprised if Gil had sent them in the wrong direction.
Oz smiled as Gil reached out for him again, and grabbed the larger man's hand to tug him toward the bed. When they reached the edge of the frame Oz reached out with a delighted shove and sent Gil sprawling back onto the bed with a startled yelp.
Oz laughed lightly as Gil fumbled before lifting his head to blink at him in a daze, spread eagle across the bedlinens. Hm, that was a nice view Gil didn't answer and Oz stood back up with a frown. The drunken man was blinking heavily at the ceiling looking about ready to fall sleep. Gil's warm breath sank through the fabric and Oz fisted the bed covers tightly, trying to keep his full weight off since he was nearly sitting on Gil's neck.
Gil's insistent hands hindered the effort, tugging Oz's hips closer. Half-lidded golden eyes peered up at him and Oz felt his insides pool with instant heat as Gil parted his lips to mouth at his quickly hardening erection through the fabric. Not that he wasn't enjoying it, but surely fabric didn't taste very pleasant. Gil kept on as he was for a moment longer before seeming to take the suggestion, pulling a hand up to fumble with the fastenings. Oz let out breath he hadn't been aware he was holding, making to pull away and help rid himself of clothing but Gil pulled him right back down with a grumble.
Aaah, why did Gil have to use that title right now? It sounded far too dirty, though that was kind of hot. Oz could do nothing but curl forward in response, enshrouding Gil's face from the ceiling light, gasping and shuddering as his drunken friend more than redeemed himself for the earlier shattered mood.
Gil craned his neck to skim lips up his hardness before encasing him in wet heat, and Oz moaned loudly in response. The blond rocked his hips into the sensation a few times before he could help himself, but jerked to a stop when he realized it might very well choke the other in his reclined position. Gil made a small noise of disappointment. Gil, don't you want to move?
Gil said nothing but looked back at him with eyes that clearly said he didn't. The hand on his hip tightened and the other twitched anxiously near Oz's knee. Oz frowned when the man's mouth remained lax and unmoving around his cock as well. Oz straightened a fraction for better view and reached down to push some of Gil's hair behind his ear before tangling his fingers into the thick locks there.
He tentatively rocked his hips forward once again and Gil moaned, eyes falling shut and rewarding him with suction and strokes of the tongue before peering back up him with an expectant, red face. Oz smirked, feeling his stomach twist with arousal. He had a feeling it was the later option. Gil grumbled a denial around his mouthful and Oz would have laughed had the sensation not ripped a moan from him first.
Alcohol lowered one's inhibitions, didn't it?
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So Gil was either just feeling kinky or harboring a secret fetish for Oz fucking his face- Hah. Oz was going to exploit it to the fullest if that was the case. Gil dutifully took his every thrust, clinging to his hip and fervently working with his mouth to keep up. He was reaching his limit far too quickly, and he wanted to play with his perversely drunk servant a bit more than that.
Oz's lip twitched with mirth. Gil followed him with heavy limbs, but didn't put up much resistance as Oz had him sit up against the headboard. Gil seemed more passive and assertive at the same time, which was perplexing.
Gil was watching him closely so Oz winked playfully before slipping out of his vest and pulling the shirt over his head. Gil watched distractedly a moment before taking the hint and fumbling hastily out of his own clothes.
While the clumsy man was busy with that, Oz kicked out of his shorts and leaned over the bed to fumble through the nightstand for the oil that was supposed to be there. After some rattling around, Oz finally found it hidden under the large stash of bullets and snorted in amusement. Catching Gil struggling to undo his belt from the corner of his eye, Oz looked down at the small bottle in contemplation. Gil wouldn't pass out, would he? He really did want to make use of the opportunity to be intimate with Gil again, but Gil hid a red face in the crook of his neck and pressed into his back heavily.
They hadn't actually gone all the way that many times in the months they'd been together, but after Gil had taken him the first time Oz had claimed the next time 'My turn!