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droclementi‌:

“You’re handsome,” he gave one final little smirk as he felt the hand at the back of his head, sinking his teeth every so playfully into Carter’s chest and then he was trailing down, further, a little ashamed they hadn’t even left the doorway yet but it was also a testament to how badly he wanted Carter, how the spark between them had just exploded. As he settled on his knees, his hands were working at Carter’s pants, open and down in a swift movement, letting him get out of his shoes on his own, kick the pants away, because instantly his face was nuzzled up against the front of his underwear and giving a groan at how hard Carter was already.

He started cursing as he threw his head back and became a groaning mess. He couldn’t just ignore the fact that with each passing second, he became more and more attracted to the younger male. “Gosh... Dro...” he winced in ecstasy. Carter huffed, kicking his shoes and using his toes to slip off his socks before gently curling his toes against the cold hardwood floor as he felt the boy’s warm face skin rubbing against his hard member. Without a second more to give, his hand flew to his briefs and slipped them down, effectively springing out his length in all of its glory.

#dro #gifted nsfw

droclementi‌:

“Nghh...” he whimpered softly as he felt Dro’s mouth travelling down his sternum, his chest, his abs. “Ugh... I want you so bad...” Truth to be told, he’d never been one to have sex on the first day. Never had. But they’d somehow just hit it off so quickly that he didn’t mind, nor did he find it odd. He kicked his own shoes off and then, suddenly, he had Dro’s face snuggling deliciously close to his groin. He could feel himself getting bigger and starting to push at the fabric of his underwear, ready to let go of it as he leaned his hips forward to meet Dro’s face. “Oh, yes...”

#dro

gcldenshift‌:

Even though Michael was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, life was not easy for him. He was tired of the pressure and the constant disappointment he brought his parents for not being a gifted like the rest of his family, so he decided to leave everything and start his life from scratch. And if he expected that the world owed him anything was only because he worked his ass off for the respect. Michael barely budged when the stranger bumped into him and turned around to see him walk off. “So I’m the childish one? All I see is a scared boy walking away. If you want to speak as if you’re above me, throw a punch, don’t just be petty by merely bumping into me as some sort of payback.” Even though his words were harsh, his facial expression did not match it, he was rather nonchalant.

He didn’t even want to bother with the stranger; he just wanted to leave and ignore him. He really did. But he wasn’t really feeling in the mood to be complacent. He turned around to face the other with a mocking grin. “Well, clearly your eyes are damaged. And I’m not above you, but you aren’t above me either and you keep on pretending like you are. What do you even know about me? Nothing. Zilch. Nada. So I can do whatever the hell I want whenever the hell I want.” Carter said, giving the other a gentle shove just to emphasise his point but not actually wanting to hurt the other. At least not yet.

#michael

sunshinekid-jamie‌:

“Sure, let’s go with that,” he chuckled. While he was sure the cooks in the back wouldn’t appreciate having to cook for him, it was a nice sentiment, and it gave him something to do, someone to talk to while he waited close. “Sounds like you had a more or less good day then. Good for your friend,” he didn’t bother opening the menu, mainly because he already knew it by heart. “So what do you do that keeps you out so late?” Most of the town was already shut down, there were very few places aside from bars and hospitals that were still open. “Bored is an understatement, but I’m used to it. Honestly a distraction this time of not is kind of nice. Usually the people I get that do wander are too drunk to function, or too tired to be any kind of polite,” Carter seemed like he was none of the above.

“It was a decent day. And I work at the STEM centre so I sometimes get out later than usual. Really depends on the day and the work load, you know? And also, what’s a young guy like yourself doing here taking the late shifts, from what I’m hearing?” He queried, craning his head to the side and drumming his fingertips on the table idly, “It must be pretty hard, although I believe it shouldn’t be as difficult tonight. I swear I’m not the slightest bit drunk and while I am definitely too tired, I have better manners than to be mean to the guy I’m treating,” he said, adding a wink at the end of his sentence and skimming the menu to find something tasty. “Any recommendations? I’m betting you know what’s the best thing here.”

#jamie

droclementi‌:

“I honestly didn’t–I mean, you’re hot, I’m clearly very into this, but I’ve got to admit I did not expect it to come to this..” he said, leaning against the door and looking down at where their bodies were connected at the hip, half naked and he could feel Carter’s hands on his ass, making him grind his own hips a little bit. “But I do feel like it’s only polite if I show my host a good time, and drop down to my knees..” he spoke in a whisper, right against Carter’s ear, giving it a playful nip before pulling back, kissing along his jaw, his chest.

“I don’t think either of us did,” he admitted, though he figured that probably would be his last coherent comment in the following minutes to come, given what Dro had previously insinuated. “Mmm... Yeah...” he groaned, his breaths ragged as he slipped his hand now underneath Dro’s pants and underwear to start kneading his arse, while his other hand snaked along the other’s upper body until it reached Dro’s back of the head and he pulled on it to bring Dro’s face closer to his chest and torso, cursing under his breath.

#dro #I'm guessing this is starting to count as nsfw so nsfw

It’s dorianxlaw‌:

Dorian sat on the chair across the other without a care in the world about the way he probably looked way too comfortable laying back, both arms crossed over his chest and feet allowing the chair to tip back just the slightest. He tilts his head right and the chuckle is inevitable. It goes along with his playful personality and his inability to take himself seriously. “Don’t you just love consistency?” Dorian can be a bit of a pain in the ass when it comes to tests and evaluations and Carter knows that. It’s not on purpose, but he has made the other’s life quite difficult when it came to working with his ability. Carter knows it’s self-sabotage – Dorian knows it too – and they both know how much it takes for Dorian to want to allow his true capabilities to show. “Define peak condition. Did I do something impressive?” he asks as he rocks back the chair into its normal position. “As long as the only thing I need to take off is my shirt because it’s freezing in this room. It’s like you set the aircon to arctic levels.”

“As a matter of fact, no. I don’t love consistency. It’s boring. It implies that there is no progress to be had. It’s retrograde, in a sense. And it’s annoying because we both know that you have so much potential and so much more to give, but just refuse to. Why do you do this? And no, you didn’t do something impressive because you didn't want to. What you did do, however, was manifest stronger seismic waves and control over them than in any other of your sessions. And yeah, regarding the AC, it sucks because it’s always freezing, but we’re supposed to have a sterile environment in here. What does that have to do with the cold? It beats me, but that’s the answer we always get when we ask.” Carter shrugged and then sighed, his voice just slightly tired after letting out that mini-speech.

#dorian

sunshinekid-jamie‌:

In most cases, James might have been a little annoyed to have a guest walk through the door less than an hour before clothes, but the fact that he had been bored out of his mind that entire night, and really had nothing better going on afterwards. It didn’t hurt that the guy seemed nice enough. “You do realize I get to eat here for free regardless, right?” he quipped with a chuckle. “But by all means,” he hopped off of the counter and grabbed a menu on his way to greet the handsome stranger. “You look like you’re in a good mood,” he noted as he lead the other to a booth by the window where they could both sit. Sitting on the far end, he waited for the other to join him. “I’m Jamie by the way.”

After feeling pleased because the stranger had agreed to join him for dinner (and what a good thing, because he absolutely loathed eating out alone), Carter spoke up, “I thought you probably did, but it’s the sentiment behind treating you for dinner that counts, I believe. Do you not?” He cocked his head to the side and his lips tugged on one corner. He walked over to the booth and sat across from Jamie. “I am. Very tired, but also joyful,” he admitted. “Got a promotion at work, and my best friend finally got out of a toxic relationship. You look very bored. And tired, too. I’m hoping I can turn that around. Nice to meet you Jamie, I’m Carter,” he said and stuck out his hand for the other to shake.

#jamie

droclementi‌:

Dro grinned when he saw how heated Carter, was how he was leaning in so quickly to kiss at his collarbone and Dro slipped a hand into that warm brown hair, holding him close and keeping that body flush against his own, loving the simple sensation of the heat against his skin everytime Carter breathed. “So good first date?” He asked, playfully and gave him a grin, as his own hands began to trail along Carter’s body, loving the firm muscle there and gave his chest a quick little feel.

Carter gently nibbled on Dro’s earlobe and started whispering a few naughty things into the ear, all while he pushed his body even closer to pin Alessandro against the door, with both hands on the younger man’s hips and one of them starting to dip lower and cup his arse. “Best first date,” he corrected in a soft, hot whisper before returning his lips to meet Dro’s, this time, slow and rhythmically, as he felt his chest being felt up and smiling at the sensation.

#dro

dcddynture‌:

Knowing he blew the first impression with his eccentric antics, he had to chuckle looking back at everything. As usual, he didn’t clearly think it through, and how improper it was for someone so involved in the law to be acting that foolish. Extending his hand and gripping the others in a firm handshake in return, he nodded in the man’s grip. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Sykes.” After a couple of moments of shaking the man’s hand, he let it go and began scanning the newly cleared area. “Do you know the exact vicinity where you lost them? That’ll help out a lot.”

Carter returned the officer a military grip of his own during the handshake. “Well, from where I first greeted you it shouldn’t be more than a 30 feet radius, but my glasses broke yesterday and I can’t see as well,” he admitted. “So what brings you officer to take a jog during a storm? Does it somehow revitalise you, given your affinity to the weather?” He queried once he’d put his hands on his pockets and offered a simple smile. He liked the guy. A tad unorthodox, but affable nonetheless.

#noah

It seemed to go from 0-100 pretty quick, but Dro didn’t really mind that because Carter was handsome and it made Dro feel good to know that he was this hungry for him, that as soon as they got through the struggle of opening the door and getting inside, he was against the door, hard, and had those lips against his own. Moving his own hands, he slipped them along the front of Carter’s shirt and gave it a tug. “Didn’t think my cute Tinder date would end up like this..” he murmured, breaking the kiss to lean back against the door and started to tug at the other boy’s shirt to get it up and off.

——

I’m between pants, Carter shrugged his jacket off and slipped his shirt off alongside Dro’s. “Believe me; me neither. But you’re so...” he groaned, unable to contain himself as soon as he saw Dro’s shirtless torso, diving in to start kissing his collarbone, and then resume in a trail of kisses and gentle ducks along the other’s neck, jawline and earlobe. “You’re gonna be the death of me...” he muttered in ghosting breaths against the hot skin.

#dro

droclementi: “I’ll hold you to that promise, we’ll see for now,” he said with a teasing smirk, and was nodding at the idea of getting the heck off the street so they could get back to Carter’s place already, and the smack had him gasp and he laughed, shaking his head. “You’re trouble, I didn’t think you were, but you are definitely trouble and I like it,” he said, waiting for them to finally get to Carter’s building and he took it upon himself to kiss him again, right there in front before pulling back and nodding. “Come on, let’s go.”

——

“You know what they say. Gentleman in the streets, but beast in the sheets. I’m only trouble where it’s worth.” He said and gingerly groped the other’s arse cheekily. Then before they knew it, they were inside the apartment complex and a few seconds and a flight of stairs later they were in front of Carter’s apartment door. He fumbled with his keys from the anticipation and cursed, laughing at himself before finally getting in and immediately closing the door behind them. “Finally,” he let out just a fraction of a second before grabbing Dro’s shirt by the chest fabric and pushing him hard against the door, brushing his lips eagerly against the you get man’s.

#dro

droclementi‌:

It was cute that Carter was so worried about consent, it made him feel warm and wanted, and when he was pulled in for a deeper kiss he returned it with his own eager groan and pulled him in close, body to body and they really needed to get back to Carter’s already. “It’s my consent for you to use me all you damn well please..” his voice a soft whisper, lurid as ever, against the other boy’s lips.

——

“Wow,” he said, feeling a significant amount of blood rush to both his cheeks and his nether regions, “I promise you won’t regret it,” he swore, gulping a bit. Rarely ever did a guy literally put himself to Carter’s complete disposition, and somehow that feeling of control and authority made him want Dro even more. “Yes. Now, let’s continue walking because if we continue this I won’t be able to restrain myself from taking you right here in the middle of the street,” he huffed in anticipation before pulling back and continuing to walk alongside Dro, but not without gently giving his arse a playful smack. Luckily they were now about one and a half blocks away.

#dro

“Oh, that’s a promise I can believe in,” he said, because Carter whispering in his ear was really, really hot and he leaned in close to him as the hand took his own, and they walked in a pretty quick pace but when Carter turned to ask him if he was sure. He just nodded, and saw him biting the lower lip and Dro just leaned in then and gave Carter a kiss, slow, steady and a little messy but he pulled back and grinned, then. “Yeah.”

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At first the kiss took Carter by surprise, but eventually he placed both his hands behind Dro’s waist and pulled the other closer to him. “I take that as enough consent,” he grinned and pulled Dro in for yet another kiss; this one slightly deeper and perhaps a bit hastier, but in the moment Carter couldn’t even care to notice for such trivial details.

#dro

droclementi‌:

Dro was happy that Carter seemed as open to this as he was, but he really should have figured as much from the way the foot was fondling him just a few moments earlier. But Heaven on Earth? It was something that made him smile, laugh a little and nod, thankful for it even because it gave him a moment to just cool down and recollect himself. “That’s some high praise, I hope your bed can live up to it.”

——

“Don’t worry about it yet. If my bed doesn’t live up to it,” he started, before leaning in and whispering in Dro’s ear. “I’ll make sure to live up to it myself.” He smiled and took Alessandro’s hand in his own, guiding him out the bar and into the streets, in the direction of his apartment complex. “You do want to do it as well, right? I just want to make sure that I’m not misinterpreting any sign or word you’ve said. Never has happened to me, but you never know, right?” Carter asked, biting his bottom lip nervously, hoping for a positive remark or response.

#dro

alexandersteiner‌:

Alex was actually surprised someone would let the other hanging at a date, even though he was having a hard day he was good looking and he didn’t seem to have bad intentions, even though that was hard to measure when the other was drunk but that’s what his vibes said about him. “What do you say? I’m fine with just keep on talking as two people that don’t know each other if you’re not interested on the date, I’m trying to save you from having your night completely ruined.” He added with a laugh hoping that he hadn’t fucked up his own opportunity to get laid.

He didn't quite know what to say. Of course, he wanted to go with it, but he somehow couldn’t find the words so as not to seem overly excited, or too underwhelmed and be mistaken with pity. Eventually, he figured a very decent way of voicing his thoughts, “Well, if we’re both already here, and we find each other attractive, and so far we’ve been comfortable with banter and conversation, I believe it sounds like a very good idea. I say: let’s see where the flow takes this, and let’s just go with it,” he grinned borderline flirtatiously as he craned his neck to the side to better look at Alex.

#alex

rhaeson-chained-deactivated2020

It was a typical late weekday night at the cafe, Jamie had been charged with closing it down, which meant spending the last hour or so alone in an empty restaurant watching the clock slowly creep toward midnight. Honestly he had no idea why his mother had been so dead set on keeping the place open so late. Santuario’s night life was anything but alive. He was sure the place must have been loosing money during those last few hours. After mopping the floors, counting the money in the register, refilling the salt and pepper shakers, and cleaning off the tables, he found himself incredibly bored. Sitting on the front counter, he began bouncing a ball against the back wall, impatiently waiting for the hour to pass. It wasn’t until the bell on the door rang as it opened was his attention finally peaked. “Uh, hi. Welcome.” He flashed a smile, surprised by the company, but relieved to have something to do. “We’re just about to close. Is it just one?”

@cartersykes

cartersykes-blog

Just before entering the café, Carter had yawned to the palm of his hand. Today had been a good day, albeit definitely a tiresome one as well. He’d gotten a promotion a work after two years of doing the same again and again. He was glad, but his boss had asked him to stay late after work to talk him through his new responsibilities and duties, which were rather particular, to say the least. And after that, he’d had to visit a friend of his because she’d been dumped by her boyfriend and needed moral support. He comforted her to sleep, and it somehow felt wrong to eat her food without her consent, so Carter figured he’d find a café nearby to have dinner. Luckily, there had been one, which lead to Carter crossing the threshold and activating the doorbell.

He noticed the waiter (or cashier? Or both?) and how his warm smile seemed somewhat forced. He couldn’t blame him. The guy looked like he’d had a tough day, too, and he felt a surge of pity for him. Plus, he’d gotten a raise so he felt like he could afford to splurge a bit. “No. Now we’re two. You’re joining me, if you don’t mind. It’s on me.” He assured the other with a polite, charming smile as he stuffed his hands in his pockets.

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