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@boysxwillbe
anyone: “all you do when you log on is scroll down your dashboard, reblog musing posts, ignore your replies and then log off”
me:
open to: friend, co-worker, neighbor
“So much for only being friends with benefits, huh?” Cyrus murmured with a sleepy grin; this was the third morning in a row he’d woken up to see their face next to his in his bed, a sight he secretly couldn’t get enough of. “And to think, all we’ve done is talk the last three nights away. That never happens for me and it’s actually kind of nice, taking a break from my string of meaningless one night stands.” Truthfully he’d had a crush on them for quite some time, but had never been able to act on it as they’d had some significant other or another for most of the time he’d known them. It wasn’t until recently that the other was finally single, but despite just how much he wanted to be with the other, Cy had done his absolute best to be there as a friend first. “So, what’ll it be this morning? Another round of watching me fail at breakfast, or should I order in this time so we forgo the risk of me burning my condo down?”
Jonathan chuckled, pressing a kiss onto Cyrus’ lips, “Yeah, if I’m honest, I’ve always wanted there to be more than just sex between us.” The two of them had met right in the middle of Jonathan’s already rocky relationship, and Jonathan pretty much started developing feelings for him right away. The end of the relationship had come as a relief for both parties involved. Now, he was able to explore whatever it was he had going on with Cyrus.
“Taking a break?” Jonathan teased as he rolled on top of Cyrus, pulling him in close, “I’d rather just put a stop to them all together.” Maybe it was too early for him to actually say it, but Jonathan didn’t want to be seeing any other people any time soon, and he had a feeling Cyrus felt the same.
“How about I make you breakfast instead? Pancakes and bacon, maybe?”
( ANGST STARTER CALL … accepting … @boysxwillbe )
The crackle of gunfire echoed in the air. Mikael did not hesitate to pull the trigger. But he missed. On purpose. The bullet struck the wall a scant few inches to the side of Isak’s body. The gunshot mark in the wall was scorched black. As humanity progressed with technology, so did hunters with their weapons. It was no longer about holy water (never worked) or wooden stakes (hardly effective). It was about ultraviolet ammunition and nightshade laced blades. Although Mikael was exiled from the hunters society after committing the greatest treason – becoming a vampire himself – that didn’t stop the man from killing supernaturals. But to…fall in love with one? “You know how this ends, Isak,” said Mikael. He didn’t lower the gun, but his expression was stricken. “You need to go. Don’t give me another chance to kill you.”
Isak didn’t even flinch as the bullet moved past him. He’d been through this hundreds - more like thousands - of times before, with hundreds of different hunters. Though he had to admit, there was something very different about this one. He didn’t know how it happened, but even before Michael had transformed there had been an undeniable pull between the two of them. But as fate would have it, here they were.
“You might as well just fucking do it, Mikael,” Isak took a slow step towards the other man, trying to fight off the tears that were threatening to escape his eyes. “You’re right, I do know how this ends. No point in delaying it.”
textbookvixen:
“Y- yes.” Danny bit his lip and nodded his head. He was nervous of course, but he was also excited; his body practically buzzed with some mixture of the two. He never imagined this would go down like this -that Jake would go down like this- but when the offer was made he nearly jumped at the opportunity. Jake was not only extremely good looking, but Danny trusted him and even if they weren’t dating trust was a big thing.
Jake smiled as his hands worked on getting Danny’s pants down. When he first proposed the idea to Danny, he wasn’t even entirely sure the man would take him seriously. To Jake’s delight, he did. He pulled Danny’s pants and boxers down past his knees, letting his hands wander back up the man’s thighs as he licked a stripe from base to tip up Danny’s cock, taking the head into his mouth, slowly taking in more and more.
bvbblegvmlips:
for @boysxwillbe - based on
Parker loved his best friend, he really did, and he loved living with him, but there were times where he could really drive Parker off of the wall. Leaving a couple of dishes in the sink was one thing, forgetting laundry day was one thing–but Parker running into an awkward encounter with his best friend’s most recent hookup in the kitchen to make breakfast? That was a whole other thing.
As he fought through the small talk through gritted teeth and a fake smile, Parker couldn’t help but wonder if this was the best plan for him. He was living in a decent apartment that was close to his work, sharing a two-bedroom with his best friend he had known since high school. The rent was affordable, it came with a washer and dryer, and it gave them nice living space so that if they were sick of each other, they each had their own personal areas.
It didn’t seem like a bad idea at first, but the more they hung out together, the more conflicted feelings Parker started to slowly have towards his best friend. For instance, there was an odd twist in his stomach and a tug at his heart when he saw his best friend’s hookup, seemingly unbothered by his presence and looking flawless and all. It made Parker almost immediately lose his appetite at the thought of this person spending the previous night with his best friend.
Sighing, he went over to friend’s bedroom, knocking on the door. “Hey, sleeping beauty,” he called out. “It’s rude to keep a guest waiting. Come on!”
“What? No, he was just - he was just leaving, he said,” Jake groaned, only half awake. Truth be told, last night’s hookup was just that - a hookup. He and the guy (Trent? Kent? Whatever.) had agreed upon that before Jake had brought him home. It was starting to become more of a habit of Jake’s. Suffer through the week and on Friday night find someone to help him relieve some tension, rinse and repeat. But when Parker came knocking at the door, he got that familiar pang in his chest.
Jake had figured it out by now - he wasn’t stupid. He knew that over time he had fallen in love with Parker. Stupidly, hopelessly, completely fallen in love with Parker.
He also knew that he had no chance in the world of being with him.
They had been friends - best friends - for so long, almost a decade. Surely, if Parker ever had feelings for him, he would have shown it by now, right? Even if Jake had somehow mustered up the courage to tell Parker how he felt, he would be risking everything. Ten years of trust and friendship would be gone. And that was kind of why Jake had started hooking up with guys in the first place.
With his romantic tension also came sexual tension. He knew he shouldn’t be having these thoughts about Parker - it’d probably scare him away if he ever found out. But instead of trying to suppress the feelings all together, he tried to expend them.
Unfortunately, there was substitute for his romantic feelings. He couldn’t fuck his love away. Instead, he just suffered in silence. Yay.
thosedirtyboys:
Teo groaned, he was no good at denying Jonathan especially when he had that tone in his voice. “I have to be quick Mi amor,” he warned as he lay on his hotel room bed and undid his own jeans “Tell me what you’ve been thinking about. What would you do if I was there right now?”
Jonathan chuckled softly over the phone, he knew he could make Teo break. He slipped his underwear off and kicked them away carelessly, his hand going to jerk himself off slowly. “I’d get you naked and push you down onto our bed,” he hummed, “And I’d blow you to get you hard and take you all the way down my throat. Fuck, I love sucking you off so fucking much.” Jonathan paused, taking a moment to calm himself. Teo said they’d have to be quick, but he wanted this to last as long as it could.
thosedirtyboys:
“Babe I miss you too and all but seriously….. phone sex? Now?”
“Yes, now,” Jonathan wasn’t giving his boyfriend a real say in the matter as he pressed on, “I want your cock so badly. It’s all I’ve been able to think about today.” He was sprawled out on their couch at home, holding the phone in one hand as the other went to rub his cock through the material of his briefs.
musebyanyothername:
“Why is it that I am not the least bit surprised that you already have everything set up? It’s as if you already expected me to say yes to it or something.” Matthew chuckled slightly before leaning up and giving his husband a quick kiss. “May I ask why it is that you want to do this, exactly? What on earth has possessed you to believe that making a sex film is a good idea?” He wasn’t opposed to it, exactly, but he did want to know what it was about the idea that attracted Andrew in the first place.
Andrew returned the kiss, draping his arms leisurely around Matthew’s neck. “Well, it’s for when you go on a big lawyer-y business trip or I have some stupid school conference. You know how... needy I can be. It just wouldn’t feel right watching porn when it’s you I really want.” Porn had lost it’s appeal once they had started dating, he would always find his mind wandering back to Matthew. Even the littlest things he did turned Andrew on way more than two random dudes ever could.
“But don’t think this means that I’m not down for phone sex, because I very much am,” he teased, “This would just be for when one of us isn’t available. And if afterwards you want to delete it, I’ll delete it. Scout’s honor.”
musebyanyothername:
Matthew had been reading the paper when he looked up in response to his husband’s comment. “You are probably the only person that I know who could manage to say something like that in such a passive tone as if it was nothing. You want to make a sex take and yet it sounds as if you’re asking if I want to go on a hike this weekend. Tell me, where did you get this idea to record us?”
Andrew shrugged as he took a few steps closer to his husband, “I don’t know. I’ve wanted to for a while now but I never really knew how to bring it up. We don’t have to if you’re not into it.” He plucked the newspaper from Matthew’s hands and tossed it aside, “But if you are, I may have already set up a camera in our room.”
/ *cracks knuckles* im about to fuck up my drafts
/ looks like everyone’s off for the night.. signing out, then
“You followed me home from the coffee shop? I’m not sure if that’s creepy or adorable.” Aras responds, fingers curled around the handle of his front door.
Jonathan rolled his eyes, “I didn’t follow you home, hotshot. We’re neighbors. You’re in 12b, right? I’m 12c.”
open to males - secret relationship
“I thought I was okay with being your dirty little secret when we started ... doing whatever the hell this is. But I’m not. Not anymore.”
open to male tops/doms - co-worker, blind date, flirty stranger, etc.
“To be honest, I don’t really know what I’m doing.” Spencer sighed, looking down into his drink, “Dating has never really ben my forte, if you can believe it.”
Devils in the Details (Open)
jimmydeanway:
Jimmy smirked a little at Jonathan. He vowed to do a little right by him. It wasn’t so often that people were so helpful to Jimmy. Either they figured he could do it himself or they thought his personality was a routine and not himself. And really the latter hurt much more than the former.
“I’d like to pour you one if you’re off the clock. Here, it’s the best thing in the bar too. The best I got that’s not like me in liquid luck form or anything-” he said, finding his personally made whiskey under the bar. You could see the cherries and peppers floating through it gracefully, suspended and yet free wheeling.
“I’m so grateful for your help. I’d love to be thankful in any way you like, consider this one of the better ways,” he said, pouring the shot. He tried to catch the man’s glance, to let him know the shot wasn’t the only part of Jimmy he could have if he wanted it. “This is my whiskey that I make myself.”
Though the shot was pretty good too.
“Oh, and if a bartender ever puts ice cubes in your whiskey, run far and fast from them. It means they’re watering down all their booze and you’re not getting the best product you could be.”
“Any way I like?” Jonathan chuckled. “Choose your words carefully, Jimmy.” Though Jonathan had a feeling that he knew what Jimmy was implying, he couldn’t be too careful. It could be that Jimmy was just a flirt and didn’t really want anything - plenty of guys were like that.
Jonathan hadn’t had much whiskey in his time, but he’d had enough to know the difference between good and bad. He knocked the shot back, wincing a bit as the alcohol burned his throat. “Wow,” Jonathan said as he recovered, “That’s fucking amazing. It’s so cool that you make your own stuff, I never even thought about that.”
Jonathan could feel the pleasant warmth of the whiskey traveling down into his stomach. He couldn’t help but let his eyes wander over the other man’s body, thinking about just how many ways he’d like for Jimmy to show his gratitude.
iwritesiins:
Mark made a sound of longing as the other man pulled away, but he was satisfied to find out why; his breath caught in his chest as he looked upon the now shirtless Jonathan, everything he’d imagined under that business suit at work now coming true. He growled in lust and surged forward, allowing Jonathan to undress his shirt while he made his own work unbuttoning the man’s pants and shoving them to his ankles so he could kick them off.
Jonathan smirked, satisfied to know that he had the same affect on Mark as Mark had on him. He pushed Mark’s shirt off of his shoulders and let the material fall to the ground, kicking his pants off and away. “Fuck,” Jonathan moaned, as he unbuttoned Mark’s trousers, “I’ve wanted this so bad.” Sliding onto his knees, Jonathan maintained eye contact with Mark as he mouthed at his cock through the thin material of his briefs.
n3ptvne:
Ace moves over to the fridge and pulls out a water bottle to sip from and an apple. “Mmm, you’re staring, roomie. And here I thought you hated me or something…” He says offhandedly, cutting a slice from the apple with the pairing knife he pulls out of the drawer.
Jake sighed, composing himself and looked away. “I don’t hate you, Ace. I just find you a bit frustrating sometimes. Like right now, for example.”