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“I’m sure it’s a more pleasant kind of loud,” Kade teased but the idea was tempting and he could easily be swayed if the way he was coming to life in Elliot’s hands was any proof. He’d been trying his hardest to ignore it, to focus on the other and pretend he was disinterested but it just wasn’t true. “Fucking liar, you’d have ditched me if any one of those guys looked at you the right way.” He had to wonder if Elliot would have gone home with any of them had Kade not decided their night was over, far too many drinks in, and insisted they leave. Elliot’s plan to make him jealous had absolutely worked it was just that Kade didn’t believe it was intentional.

The chair beneath them creaked more as their motions grew needier and quicker. He felt Elliot’s hands fall away and at first he wanted to protest but he knew he had the other man hooked and could probably get whatever he wanted from him by just asking. Maybe that had been true all along, though. He’d never thought to try.

“Mhm,” he mumbled, too distracted with touching and tasting to call out all of Elliot’s tells. “You’re also,” he swallowed hard, trying to ignore his throbbing arousal but it was getting more and more difficult. “Trying to delay…” Whatever he was planning on saying was gone, replaced only with raw need. Kade had been holding out so long that he just couldn’t anymore. Especially not when Elliot started kissing down his chest. He just nodded, shifting in the chair just a little so he could work his shorts down his hips, exposing himself to the warm sun. “Go on,” he urged. “Be a good boy.”

"Yes Sir." Elliott replied, his voice edged with sarcasm. He would have saluted the other if both of his hands weren't occupied. "Sucking dick has never stopped me from being loud before," he told Kade with a wide smile. "Just say the word and I'll show you." Elliott promised flirtatiously, his hand simultaneously dropping lower into the man's waistband until he was once again holding Kade in his hand, repaying his touches now with long strokes of his own. "You know I've been wanting to do this since the first club we went to?" He asked, genuinely curious if Kade was oblivious to the fact he was intentionally trying to rile him up and make him jealous.

Making an attempt not to be selfish, Elliott tried to maintain his hold on the other man as long as he could, but as Kade's own pace quickened and tightened, his own got lazy as he focused on his own pleasure, gently moving his hips with hitched breaths leaving his lips irregularly. He let his his head sink into the nape of the taller man's neck and mumbled his thanks to Kade, lips grazing his skin repeatedly, hands greedily touching all the parts of his friend he could. Elliott was unsure of whenever the feelings that were currently culminating between them both began, but he would be a liar if he said he wasn't always attracted to the actor.

"Am I that obvious?" He asked, knowing that he was a picture of desperate with flushed cheeks, his chest gaining a light sheen of sweat and his hands trying their best to please Kade. The subtle taste of peppermint on Kade's tongue was pleasant, his brain conveniently forgetting why Kade would have made sure his tongue was scrubbed raw with toothpaste, only thinking of him as a walking fantasy in this moment.

Blue eyes locking with brown, Elliott's attention was undivided as Kade spoke to him, nodding his head every so slightly in obedience. "Sounds easy enough," the usual smart-mouth tone he was known for being replaced with a softer voice, moving close and leaving a trail of slow kisses down Kade's neck, followed by his chest. "Want to try shutting me up?"

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"Yeah, and? You'd deserve every dime." Maybe that's why he was so mad at his dad for all this money bullshit. Mostly because Kade knew that it didn't matter, that money was just a plus. Having it allowed them to be comfortable and do the things they wanted. And he wanted to take care of Levi. What was the harm in that? If someday they did end up not together he'd still take care of Levi, wants him to never have to need for anything ever again. He's family now, even before they signed the marriage certificate. Given the chance he'd sit there all day, let Levi nuzzle at him and press against him. Even the most gentle of touches from the other man washes calm all over him. And his kiss? It takes everything in Kade not to pull Levi into his lap to get more of it. "Nah, that's not what I mean. Yeah, it'll be tense but that'll go away quicker than you expect - too many people for a scene and that's just not who my parents are anyway. This is the first time they've ever acted like this and it's more my dad than anything. I'm talking about all the rubbing elbows with high profile people, making small talk, being charming. I think you'd be way better at being famous than me."

Levi presses his cheek to Kade's shoulder blade. He likes that he can hide behind the other if he wants to. Levi squeezes him a little bit tighter just because he can. Because he knows sometimes Kade needs it more then he'll ever let on. It's not a lot really, there's been a few times when he's noticed a flash when he's been out with his friends. People are shit at turning off their flash. Levi's not afraid to go over to them and ask what the fuck they're doing. Usually some type of fan of Kade's. He nuzzles Kade's ear and noses behind it. Kade's always been very good with his words. Levi always loves listening to him. "They're worried about you. Thinking I'm going to take half your shit." Levi understands both sides. He's in love with Kade and had fought tooth and nail for him. He knows he means this. Kade's parents don't know that though. Someone who came from nothing scooping up their son no prenup. Kade's looking at him with such softness he has no choice but to kiss him. Strains to. "Yeah I will you know I'm a master with tension."

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"Oh, you work miracles now?" He teased, expecting nothing to come of his desire. Kade had accepted a long time ago that he would never have total privacy or anonymity. Even if he hadn't ever chosen to become an actor his family was still so known that he'd always be in the public eye. It had been happening since before he was born, when tabloids were suspecting his mother's pregnancy. Kade just chose to lean into it when he got older, let his talents speak for him sometimes. That didn't mean that he couldn't desire just one day of being unknown. The way she reacted to him spurred Kade on. There was something of a giggle against her throat as she threw out all her thoughts about the neighbors and focused on him instead. This was nice. Different, but nice. He could definitely get used to it. "Hey! I was working on something." A hickey, no doubt. He'd expressed how fond of them he was and he was just enough of a pest to want to leave one. Still, he wasn't going to argue if she wanted to kiss him. Turning on his side he pulled her closer, leaning into it for a good while before finally parting. "Tell me the truth - you've been thinking about this for awhile, haven't you?"

Chloe watched him closely as he revealed what he'd really want, she'd realized now that she'd truthfully had the best of both worlds. Very few people knew who I was, only extremely serious fans of Kade could probably identify her. She had privacy and anonymity, in her life. Kade had an entire family in the business, even a meeting with his parents would get double the attention. "Maybe I can," she mumbled. Chloe smiled as his lips connected with her cheek again, then they quickly trailed down her neck, and instantly she let out a soft breath. She loved the feeling of his lips along her neck, it made her melt every time. She'd cursed her stupid brain from mentioning the neighbours. Chloe was half listening to his answer, biting her bottom lip, "Hm," she moaned, "okay," she replied just above a whisper. "I really don't care anymore," She gripped his hair just a little, pulling his head back so she could connect their lips. Kiss him with passion and need, if he was going to tease her with peppering wet kisses down her neck, she'd pounce at the chance to kiss him back.

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"I don't know," he answers too quickly. Dimitri had stopped trying to figure Ben out awhile ago. Every time he tried he only ended up more hurt and he could never decide if it was Ben's fault or his own. "I haven't learned from my mistakes yet so I think you've got some time before you have to figure that out." Every part of him wants to keep Ben right there, to never let go. He can't admit that sometimes he waits up for him to text, will ditch a night out for a 'you up?' text in a heartbeat. It's pathetic. Fingers rake through his hair, nails gently scratching his scalp. It's these small moments he keeps coming back for. "I'm not ready to stop answering your calls."

Ben just lets out a frustrated groan. He knows that they both know. That's what makes it worse. His entire body practically vibrates with irritation in himself as he presses his face into Dimitri's neck. The other's so warm and familiar there's nothing else he can do. Dimitri kisses him and Ben settles down a little like he always does. He's got all this frenzied energy and the other always seems to calm him down. "And what about me?" Ben asks softly. He doesn't want Dimitri to learn. He wants this to keep happening despite his pleas otherwise.

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"So, what, we sneak in the back and hope someone inside gives a damn?" It isn't what he wants and he's already started to get huffy about it. Understanding where Keos is coming from is easy. Kade hadn't been willing to be public about their relationship in the beginning either. He typically chose privacy when it was available but things had changed. Even if he wasn't sure exactly why, he wanted to show off. "Selfish," he accused, free hand striking Keos' ass cheek while the other's continued their assault. "C'mon, I'll be quick. You've got me all worked up, I'll let you do whatever you want to me later." Pausing for a moment he reached toward the nightstand next to his bed and it wasn't long before he came back with both lube and a condom. Brandishing the packet, he tried to tempt the other, even leaning in to kiss along his neck. "Easier clean up, right?" Even if they were a little late to their reservation it wouldn't matter. "Yeah, well, I am. Why aren't you?"

"I'm not backtracking. We would still be seen together." Keos let the issue drop; he had far more pressing things to worry about in that moment. Namely, his raging boner. "I'm not saying we have to stop right now: you could definitely finish me off first. I'm almost there, anyway. Was just saying---" He gasped, his hole clenching around those fingers that probed him. "We might not have time for you to shoot your load." Pressing his ass against Kade's, he murmured, "Never thought you'd be ready to go public."

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When you finally go back to sleep only to wake up shortly after unable to move because the sleep demons have got you. 👌 Love that for me.

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Oops. I fell asleep.

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"Lighten up, it's a game not a business deal." There was zero protest from Remy when he was pulled to the mattress. Even less so that Cormac's hands were on him. That was the point of this after all. "To see the moves my opponent makes, of course. You don't have to win every game." The other man was undeniably gorgeous and there was clearly a reason Remy kept coming back to this so he wasn't at all shy in the way he let his hands feel their way down Cormac's torso. Usually he let the other call the shots, answered each one with a quick 'yes daddy' but tonight he was being bold. His hands didn't stop their exploration until one of them had slipped into the waistband of Cormac's underwear, cupping hot flesh directly in hopes to cause some sort of stirring. "Kiss me," came his demand. "Somewhere other than my mouth."

"It's always better to know the terms and conditions prior to proceeding with any contract." His hands cupped Remy's hips, pulling the man with him as he fell backwards onto the mattress. "Why play the game if you don't plan on winning?" Cormac raised a brow, before folding his arms behind his head, almost as a come on for Remy. "Touch me how you want to touch me."

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When Dimitri received an invitation to Sam's sisters wedding in the mail he'd been delighted. His ex might not be in the picture anymore but he'd kept up with his family. It wasn't his fault they'd gotten close or that his sister had called Dimitri ages ago to see if he knew of a caterer closer to where she was planning to tie the knot. He had. In that same conversation he'd been informed that Sam hadn't planned to attend her wedding and it was what prompted Dimitri to do the opposite and RSVP with a definite yes.

He'd been welcomed with open arms when he arrived, chatted for a bit about what he'd been up to - how work was, how his studies were going - before being escorted to Sam's old bedroom with apologies for the accommodations. Dimitri didn't mind, not really. His suitcase was on the bed and he was digging through the nicely folded clothes looking for his phone charger when the door opened and he was greeted with the last person he thought he'd see.

Immediately he looked away, busying himself again with the suitcase. "Of course you did." It came out slightly bitter despite an attempt to come off as cool and collected. "I'd be the bigger man and offer to book a hotel for my stay but the only reason I'm not already at one is because they're all booked. Plus, I was here first."

Sam RSVP’d no to his sister’s wedding two months ago. And now, he was back in his old home with packed bags. He was a third-year associate at one of the biggest firms in Chicago when he said no to the wedding. He was unemployed now, but no one had to know of his failures on the weekend his sister would take the next step in her perfect life.

He told his family he had a change of heart when he arrived. He expected a warmer welcome, but the confusion faded when he opened the door to his childhood bedroom to find a familiar face. “Ah.” He said, “It all makes sense now.” His family loved Dimitri, probably more than they loved him. They were heartbroken when he dumped the guy. “In their defense, they didn’t know I was coming.” He explained, in case his ex thought this was one big scheme to get them back together. “I booked a flight last minute."

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"Shh," Dimitri insists just as quietly as Ben speaks. They both know he shouldn't be here. That doesn't stop him from cuddling in closer and trying to steal just a few more moments of the part of the night where Ben thought this was a good idea. He feels a warm mouth against his skin, thinks about suggesting they go again just to get Ben's mind elsewhere but stops himself and just finds somewhere to press his lips. Ben's forehead, his eyebrow, could've been the bridge of his nose for all Dimitri knew. It didn't matter, it was contact. "I make my own messes, someday I'll learn."

"I shouldn't have called you." Ben says softly into the darkness. His mouths pressed right up against their warm skin. "I only hurt you." Ben is swimming in post nut clarity. He's never loved someone more but he knows they're never going to be good for each other. At least he knows he'll never be good for them. He's not a good person. He kisses their shoulder before sighing softly against the other's skin. 'You shouldn't keep answering me baby." @lungsandlips

#one day i will make some new characters but maybe not today

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"I'm under the belief that the original amount only exists as a way for you to keep me from doing stupid shit." There would come a time when, even with that hanging over his head, that Kade would do something stupid and need Chloe to come to the rescue. He'd just have to pony up the cash. Honestly, he didn't really know what he would choose if he had won and it left him quietly thinking for a little bit. "A day off? Not just from work but, like, everything. I don't think you could make that happen though." Sometimes just being who he happened to be was so exhausting. "Oh yeah? I think I know mine too." Just to prove his point he pushed another kiss to her cheek before trailing lower to her neck. He hadn't missed how she'd responded to him kissing her in the tub. "Huh?" The neighbors were the least of his concern. "No, not really. Sometimes I see them moving around and stuff but I never stop to look." He never stopped his series of soft kisses, just talked through them. "No, they can't see us. Reflective finish on the windows. We can see out, they can't see in." One of the things that had been put in place after he moved here in an attempt to keep his home as private as possible. "I still wouldn't stand right in front of the windows naked though."

"What do you mean? You set up your own winnings. You wanted to decrease my 'past curfew bonus' amount." She reminded him, still aimlessly playing with his hair. While her gaze focused on the beautiful city view, the sun had set a few hours ago, so now she was looking at various coloured city traffic lights, tops of buildings, a few apartments. It was truly beautiful. The feeling of his lips on her cheek is what pulled her out of her trance of the night sky. "What would you have wanted instead had you won?" Chloe giggled mischievously in response to his whine. Keeping her hand held high until she got what she'd wanted. "Thank you!" she spoke cheerily. Bringing her hand back down to entangle itself in his hair. "Cruel tactics were never disclosed as cheating. I simply knew my opponent well." As her hand moved subconsciously, the massage felt more like a sensory toy. "Do you ever spy on your neighbours?" The next building over was pretty far away, but at night, with their lights on, you could see right into some of the apartments. "Do you think they've seen you naked? Can they see us?"

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"Alright, fair enough, but those sweats are just gonna fall off as soon as you get up." She was so tiny in comparison to him that he could just see her tripping over the rolled up sweats trying to go to the bathroom or wherever she might go. Kade hoped she wasn't going anywhere but whatever she'd been doing prior to walking into his bathroom had clearly been interrupted. Who was he to know if she had other things to do or not? "I'll keep you warm." The offer was quiet, barely spoken before he moved on to the next subject. "It was a head wound!" It wasn't, he knew that, but he liked to argue. "I'm sure there are lots of bets I could win but what's a prize I want? The hot tub thing just isn't gonna work out, sorry to break it to you. I don't even think I was being fairly compensated in the event I won our last bet." While she played with his hair he relaxed, even turning his head just a little to the side so he could push a gentle, thankful kiss to her cheek. It was a small gesture but more than he would have done before. Of course it was right after that when she stopped playing with his hair and a whine left him. "Uncool." Glancing up, he frowned. "Fine, you didn't cheat. You just used cruel tactics - like tequila. Now be nice to me."

"Warming up with blankets take too long, and it's still airy!" Reaching for the sweats was explicit, climbing out of water that isn't hot results in her fingers and toes feeling numb. She'd thought to steal a pair of socks, but knew those would fall off before even reaching the bed. "Oh my god, you did not have a head wound," she drawled dramatically and rolled her eyes. "You were punched in the face," she corrected, "and it's barely visible now, I'm sure you can stop using it as a crutch now." Chloe scoffed, a smile still evident across her features, "I did not cheat." She defended, "I won fair, and square." Chloe laughed lightly, "Just admit it Kade, you can't think of a bet you would win?" A bold claim, considered there would be many things simply to do with his height. Like reach the top shelf without getting on his toes, or in her case, climbing onto the counters. Staring out of the view of his apartment, she continued aimlessly running her hand through his hair, switching between swirls, zig zags, or even playing with the ends of his hair. She lifted her hand from his scalp, "Admit I didn't cheat." she smirked, using her head massage skills as hostage for the answer.

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"Be one and I will." Kade chose not to say it again just to keep Elliot wanting. It would come out once more shortly, he was certain of it. Especially if it would push the other over the edge. For now though, he refrained. "Mm, I wouldn't pass up the opportunity to get my dick sucked and have you shut up at the same time." Really, he didn't mind the commentary he just wanted Elliot to think otherwise. No real reason other than that he liked when he did what he was told or even better when he got flustered. The hand very nearly inside his underwear did not go unnoticed and had Kade smirking. “Go on, you can touch me.”

Watching Elliot come undone was delightful. Especially since Kade had been watching him cozy up to other guys night after night when all he wanted was for his friend to pay attention to him. It wasn't always going to end like this, he didn't think. But after awhile the desire for Elliot's attention had turned into the desire for his touch, to be the soul focus of his affections. Even if they were paper thin and entirely on the surface. Kade was greedy and childish and he'd decided that's what he wanted. His pace picked up a little, his grip tightening just so. He might have stopped had that little please not come out to be heard at the end of Elliot's demand.

"While I'm not against that I think you want it more." Another kiss, this one lingering for a little bit longer than the last. Elliot tasted nice while Kade could still taste toothpaste on the back of his own tongue where he'd nearly scrubbed his mouth raw after this morning's purge of last night's alcohol. "I haven't decided yet," he mumbled against the other's lips. "Focus," he demanded, finding Elliot's eyes with his own. "Take what you're given, don't be greedy. Be my good boy. We'll see where it goes later."

"Keep calling me that," Elliott told him quickly, subtly lifting his hand to the hem of Kade's underwear, tugging elastic needfully. He let out a small laugh when the other rebuffed his comment about his size, fingers slipping inside the waistband, hesitating to drift lower without permission. "You promise? Because that's the only way you're going to get me to behave."

It would have been hard to imagine the same dynamic they had in the club where Elliott would do all the teasing had morphed into this, the bravado he had when offering Kade a glass of champagne from other men he was talking to disappearing with each thrust of his hips, and eventually, with each stroke from the brunette. A hitched breath left his lips with a moan, his hips slowing to a complete stop, letting the other man's hand do all the work now. "Keep going," Elliott requested, desperation making him forget his manners. "Please."

He fell into the kiss with abandon, feeling more content in this chair than at any club the two had frequented on vacation. "Not bullshit," the man argued, his thoughts too preoccupied to come up with a better debate. "Why? Want me to fuck you instead?" Elliott asked with a wry grin, the hand resting on Kade's chest moving to his back and drifting even lower until it was resting on top of his toned ass, starting to jut his hips once more. "How can I prove to you I deserve it?"

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"That's what blankets are for, doofus." He countered easily. Kade would have offered to cuddle her if she was cold but he was already invading her space doing practically there so there wasn't really any need to offer. Chloe had really unlocked something offering him affection so openly that he was now seeking it out without a second though. It was something he might've done any random day if he felt comfortable enough but now he had all the reason in the world without looking for an excuse. "That last bet had some ridiculous situations that led to you winning. The first being that I had already gotten drunk the night before and had a head wound." The bruise was almost entirely gone now, just a little bit of darkness around the edges of where it had been. "And... I don't know the other reasons but I still think you cheated." The proof had been right there though. One full shot glass and one empty one. Chloe had won and there was no trying to deny it. "I probably shouldn't get into gambling. It could become a problem." He let his eyes close, relaxing under her touch. It was clear he felt comfortable with her even if he hadn't ever expressed how much before. Maybe it was just this new connection between them that was allowing him to be so open. "That feels good," he mumbled, tucking arms beneath her body to hold her without moving from his spot.

"I'd be cold in boxers, doofus!" She defended smiling confidently at her innocent insult in return. She didn't have great blood circulation, a curse she's accumulated through genetics. Chloe was always cold, even living in a warm climate, she usually always had a long sleeve either on her or with her. She wondered if he ever noticed, she doubt it. As she got comfortable on the bed, she looked up and thanked the architect of the building to built the closet in direct view of the bed. She couldn't resist a peak at his bare ass out for show, admiring his body from afar. She knew so much about Kade, his background, his personality, yet this had always been a side she'd never known. His romantic or sexual side. She adjusted herself to lean her head against a pillow as he made his way onto his bed, "Well how else am I going to get what I want? You should be pro bets, it's what got us in this situation." She smirked, enjoying the way he was looking at her, she leaned in and kissed his head before beginning to play with his hair. "Plus, making bets are fun, it also feels better knowing I've earned my prize fair and square." maybe not totally fair, she definitely knew how to play to her strengths and his opponents weakness. So far, she'd won each bet on her own merit, but she wasn't against using teasing and flirtation to win the next one. "but hey, if you don't think you can beat me in anything maybe placing bets isn't for you." She taunted with a smirk, her fingers tracing circles along his scalp.

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"I will admit I've been trying to contact someone, yes. But it's more complicated than you assume." Dimitri wanted to tell him, wanted to let it all out but he had a feeling if he did Remus would just escort him out the door, dismiss him as crazy. He surely was coming off that way. Soon he would have to leave, have to give the other space lest he overstay his welcome and have Remus decide not to go forward. "There have been signs." His eyes flash to the crest the other drew then back to his face. "You've been ignoring them or maybe you just don't understand them yet..."

Suddenly he felt as though he'd done something incredibly wrong. If it was the way Remus tensed under his touch or the tone of his voice in the words that followed Dimitri was unsure but he knew this wasn't what he'd been expecting. Of course, his expectations were unrealistic anyway. "I'm sorry," he spoke softly, almost sounding afraid. "I couldn't just tell you outright. I... I didn't expect to find you but when I did, I couldn't walk away. I can leave, I can leave and never return I just... I had to see you."

"Isn't it? I'm not in the habit of asking who or why my services might be needed. But it seems to me that you've been trying to contact someone all evening." His lack of curiosity - often labelled professional discretion - had been one of the driving forces of his success among the supernatural population. "A connection?" Remus tilted his head to one side, eyes scanning the stranger's expression. "Maybe. But if we were connected, wouldn't I know? Wouldn't there be a sign?"

The kiss startled him. His eyes were wide, his muscles tensing and ready to throw Dimitri off, but something happened. A switch flicked in his mind. Memories flooded back. "We were married. You and I. Once upon a time." He pinched the bridge of his nose, "Is that what you're trying to tell me?"

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Dimitri never seemed to care what experience Elias had (or didn't have) with guys. He still plays coy, flirts, lets the other warm up to the idea of wanting him. Desire translates even when the parts are different. It didn't take too long to get him all warmed up and wanting, even the first time. Even the phone calls, that seem more commonplace than actually getting to be with him, came naturally. Dimitri just talked, said what he thought Elias might enjoy and if it didn't take he'd move on quickly until he figured out the right moves. "Mhm, all hard and needy." Those days are the worst because he wants to call him, even just to see what he's doing but Dimitri would never interrupt. If he was real hard up he might send a text or a string of filthy emojis. Once or twice a photo just to keep Elias' thoughts on him. It must've worked because he was here now and at the other's request. There's no protest when the shirt starts to come off. Instead he just helps, pushes Elias' up too but stops halfway in favor of undoing his pants. Dimitri is impatient even if he wants to make it last. "Of course I do. I came all this way just to see you." The other's question has him stalling, cheeks suddenly bright red. He's not really embarrassed as much as he is caught. "No one," it's a quick admission because he doesn't want to dwell on it long. Elias might think him silly for waiting around for him to call. Sure, there were a few almosts with some exes but his phone always felt so heavy in his pocket and he knew where he'd much rather be. "I could ask you the same, couldn't I?"

"Me too." Elias breathes against Dimitri's mouth. It's something he'd never admit to anybody else. Dimitri's body pressed so close is enough to convince him it's a good idea to spill his secrets. His mouth always gets away from him when the other starts touching him. Even his voice on the phone encouraging Elias is enough. He doesn't have the most experience with guys but Dimitri has guided him alone. Shown him what they both like. Elias is most comfortable with him even if he keeps the other at arms length. He's not about to embarrass himself and say something fucking dumb. "Yeah? Wake up dripping thinking about me?" He asks breathlessly. Elias sighs softly when Dimitri does what he wants with him. Mouth open shamelessly. "Think you deserve it?" He asks as he blinks up at the other. Elias lifts his hips and grinds his hard dick against the other's ass. It's a little too prepubescent fumbling. Elias doesn't care. His hands are beneath Dimitri's shirt then as he starts to tug it off. "Who've you had while I've been away?"

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It’s pretty clear I favor Kade and Dimitri but I want to make a new character. But faces… I’m dying.

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