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((Because I missed Valentine’s Day and I know Bayden would have done something like that. haha. Also, Because Easter is coming, and He’d totally do this do too. He’s on a roll now. He’ll never stop. Reese’s Easter egg cars, only of course he’d use Teddy Grahmm’s as the drivers. Just saying -))
Dallon was being thorough. His fingers were ghosting over every vein- every damn dip and curve in this man’s cock. He wanted to memorize it to the point of being able to make an exact replica of it in case this was their one and only time. He wouldn’t put it beneath Bayden to actually cut him off cold turkey. Perhaps it would be his conscience or even a simple change of mind. The man was crazy after all and he would have to ready himself for any twists or turn. He just wanted to live in the moment right now though. Savor it.
Their kiss was heated, deep, dirty, but most of all it was loving. Dallon felt loved, and not in the strange possessive way that William made him feel. He didn’t feel like property or a sort of object Bay had to obtain. He felt like a boy who was being taken care of and spoiled honestly. Just what he was searching for. Just what he needed from Bayden, to be honest. He knew that this man could convince him. It was very possible that Bayden was the only one who could convince him that he wasn’t what he thought of himself, and that’s probably why he needed him so damn bad. Bay was Dallon’s only hope. He was important. He was vital.
The kisses were a perfect distraction. The cock in his hand kept his mind busy with multi-tasking. It wasn’t a huge surprise that Dallon gave a tiny little whimper in surprise as cold hands traveled down his pants and slid over his hardening cock to get a good feel on his balls that jumped up inside his body almost at the icy touch. “C-cold,” he muttered with a bashful giggle, but after the initial touch he began to relax and shared his heat with Bayden’s hand. “Nothing down there but delicious nuts for you to eat up, babe. Why not get a taste now?” He didn’t know why but the way the raven haired beauty called his sac suckable really caused his body to get goosebumps all over. “Nibble them. Suck them. Do whatever the fuck you want. Just get your face down there please? Nuzzle those smooth balls baby,” he smirked proudly. He always took very great care in making sure he was hairless front to back. That’s how William liked him anyway. Hopefully Bayden would too.
“Do you always talk like that?” He laughed not sure why he even asked the question. This was Dallon. Of course he talked like that. Even during though? Of course even during and not just when paling around and joking. He really should have known. “Don’t answer that. I already know the answer.” He chuckled lightly and kissed his lips as he started to kiss down chest, something soft here, another more affectionate there, to one a little bit more nippy as he got lower, and got more excited to find his destination.
A lap of the head of Dallon’s cock made it’s first taste in Bayden’s warm mouth before his nose’s tip slipped down the length and found a perfect sac ready for him. He pushed his legs further apart, “I’ll make up for the cold now” then opened his mouth around them and suckled on the whole sac . He only hummed for a quick second because he knew that only felt good for a moment before it. Then he suckled a little more before lapping his way straight up the shaft and over. He took Dallon in his mouth with the sound of someone satisfied just by finally doing it. He’d been fantasizing for so long.
“The only way,” Dallon corrected them both with a cocky little smirk on his lips. He liked the idea of this being Bayden’s one and only option. It was about time things came to this. The fabric finally released something and the blur of it just out of Dal’s peripherals piqued his curiosity and caused for those baby blue eyes to flick down and take in the sight he had been waiting for since he started developing a liking for Bayden. It looked beautiful. Sure, it was just a cock but Dallon had worked so damn hard to get to this point and he was going to fucking savor this. However, the moment Dallon heard his name those blue eyes flicked back up and stared at Bayden’s beauty. “Yeah?” he asked breathlessly, unable to find his voice. “Okay,” he finally agreed with his eyes squinting with a touch of happiness in them. Dallon tried to lighten the mood by rubbing his hands together for a little extra heat before reaching one down between them and lightly petted that beautiful dick like it was a puppy dog. He smirked all the more as he curled his fingers around him and gave the initial tug. “It’s better than what I imagined,” he laughed a bit more as he played with Bayden. More exploring and experimenting then trying to please Bay at the moment. “Kiss me?”
The superhero undies had been shed and voice rules were now gone with the wind. “Mmmmm ffffmmm” Sounds emitted softly between as Dallon finally touched him, petted him, wrapped warm hands around him. His chest rose and fell in that tug and looked at the boy that saved him from very messy consequences. His lil’ punk savior actually.
Bayden wasn’t even sure how they’d somehow ended up in this moment at this point. But, it felt good. But, he had a feeling Dallon was in another state of mind than him because Bayden felt a little bit outside him self. He felt like he was on the outside and looking down on himself there with the boy who’d tried so hard to get there with him. He even wondered what the heck was special about him that would possibly make Dallon try so hard. He didn’t quite get it. He actually didn’t get it at all. But, he knew one thing. He wanted to kiss him. He wanted to kiss him deep and long and thorough. So, he did. He bucked his hips up to push more of his cock in those warm caressing hands wanting to feel a little more, a little firmer, a little closer, and tasted deep, opening wide for that kiss at first, took all that he could, and then closed up into a spotted kiss that didn’t miss an angle of the outside of his mouth. He reached down too to feel between Dallon’s legs, pushed right through, and found his sac first. The kid had balls of steel out in the world, so maybe he really wanted to get a handle on those puppies and feel them for himself. It made him giggle against Dallon and he whispered, “Oh good. I was scared for a minute I might really find rocks or steel down there. These are much more suckable.” He really couldn’t help it. It had to be said.
Teddy-Bay in Little Orleans
“Atleast not in our lifetimes I hope, I really don’t care if it goes back to Mitochondrial Eve or not after we’re dead,” Grahmm shrugged seriously, “I just don’t want to end up like one of those Dystopian movies where what remains of our species ends up in cages, not that we wouldn’t deserve it though, men are pretty terrible,” he mused, starting to think a little bit harder on it now and humming to himself in consideration, “I guess that would take atleast a couple of centuries though to completely exterminate us… you’re right,” he nodded firmly, “Well you’re rediculously cute too,” he smirked, leaning down to kiss his nose
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Grahmm wasn’t quite sure what happened, one minute he was dancing dreamily with his boyfreind, all soft sighs and walking on air and swaying together, the next a terrible shout broke through the moment like a bullet out of a gun, it actually spooked Grahmm so badly that he physically jumped, turning around and scanning the lounge for anything that might be dangerous, it hadn’t registered straight away that it was Bayden’s mother who shouted, but once he realized it he started to blush in embarrassment at how skittish he was being
The interaction between Bayden and his mother was heartwarming- from what Grahmm could see- and it reminded him a little bit of his own mother, wich filled him with a bit of meloncholy as he missed her greatly, his mother was his best freind and being away from her so much was killing him, but he had to find out more about his magic, he had to keep searching and Horrorville seemed to be the only place in the country so far that was helping him, plus Bayden was here and until he and Bas launched an effort to get him out of the nut house he needed to stay right where he was, how else would he make his ideal future come true?
And then Miss Judy looked right at him and he felt his heart jump into his throat, he wasn’t sure if he was more nervous about meeting a celebrity… or about meeting Bayden’s mother… but he was pretty terrified either way, terribly worried that he was going to say or do something to mess this up, he had to focus all of his energy on each and every word and gesture, the last thing he needed to do was get careless and slip up somehow
“H-Hi Miss Wardeyn,” he said quietly, reaching out to give her a slight wave, “I’m Grahmm, Grahmm Monroe, I’m Bayden’s boyfreind- umm…. thing…” it was in that moment that he remembered how uncomfortable Bayden had been with the idea of being boyfreinds but .. it was kind of already out there… “It’s really really nice to meet you!” he said quickly, hoping to erase over his mistake, “I’ve listened to your music since I was a kid, I just love it, I mean I like your version of Gods & Monsters even more than Miss Lana Del Rey’s! I’m just.. kind of … star struck here, my favorite singer and also Bayden’s mother.. wow.. I’m just kind of… you know… wow’d,” he could feel his face heating up, his heart pounding in his chest, lord why had he thought this was a good idea?
That time Grahmm used words that were over Bayden’s head and he mostly just smiled and nodded because either way he got a kiss out of it and that was score one for him and all that counted.
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Even Bayden who didn’t always notice the little nuances and cues in people noticed how Grahmm was nervous. He saw the poor guy stutter over his label of them too. He saw how hard Grahmm was trying for him. Sure, they’d just had a whole traumatic event over the idea, but it honestly seeped and melted into Bay’s heart right then, and softened it even more. It made Bayden jump off the stage down to Grahmm and attach himself to his side. “Yeah, my uh.. boyfriend person thing.”
Well Jude was completely at a loss now. This was the last thing she expected to see in front of her tonight. But, if there was one thing she loved for sure, it was compliments like that on her performances. He just put her in the league of voices as a superstar, and she wasn’t even used to that sort of complimenting when she was at her height. “Well, I wouldn’t go that far.” She twittered out rather flattered. “But, I guess I do bring my own pizzazz to it.”
She almost cringed really at the thought of this man listening to her since he was a kid though. At first it just made her feel old. But, his kind smile, and Bayden not being an ass for once was nice. She still wondered if this was leading into a trick. Surely, this young man couldn’t have that much of an effect on Bayden? Or maybe William had been keeping more of a firm hand and effect on him just like he said he could? Or maybe her program was truly benefiting the kid more than she thought? She wanted to go with that one. So, in her mind she did. She took the credit and also all Grahmm’s compliments. Much like Bayden, she let her stress drift away and thoughts of Monty just released and enjoyed what was before her despite her mindful doubts.
“Well aren’t you two cute?” She sat on the edge of the stage and reached a hand out to Grahmm, “Do tell me more about your mother over drinks after you help lady down?”
But, she did quirk a brow in a half-scold. “Did Bayden tell you he isn’t supposed to be drinking?”
“I haven’t drank a drop tonight, Mom. I swear. He’ll make sure I don’t go overboard. Won’t you Teddy?” He spoke quickly worried this was one of his mother’s traps where she looked sweet and then banged down the hammer of the law on him.
Teddy-Bay in Little Orleans
Grahmm had never really thought of it that way but it made him feel wrong, dirty in a way, that he hadn’t noticed that comparison before, it made him worry that he was just as bad as Bayden was saying and he searched quickly for some way to deflect, “Actually, if you think about it, humans do the same thing all the time, take dog breeds for example, you know how there are so many breeds right? Because humans want a certain asthetic value and breed them down until they ‘look’ perfect even if it comes with a massive list of health concerns, that’s why teacup dogs are so terrible, because they’ve been bred down lower and lower until their genes are so messed up that they’re basically just little breathing shells, you know they’re actually born MISSING some of their organs? It’s so terrible but humans treat it like the thing to do, so kind of opposite of wolves but at the same time similar? Humans breed for ideal EXTERNAL genes but wolves breed for ideal INTERNAL genes, in fact, you know some humans are starting to do the same thing with their own breeding? Artificial insemenation presents you with the option to pick what sperm you get so you can get some that gives your child a genetic predisposition to be smarter than average or prettier than average or more athletic than average, and yes the advantage is small in the long run but it’s still a choice that natural breeding doesn’t give, and now scientists have developed a way to let you choose weather you want to have a boy or a girl and manipulate the hormones into producing a Y chromosome or not, I heard they’re starting on something that manipulates eye color too, so how long will it be before we’re just like wolves but… through science and not sex? How long is it going to be before we’re picking out EVERYTHING about our kids in the womb- or before that even- to make them 'perfect’? It’s kind of scary isn’t it? I mean did you know that they’re also perfecting the process of turning an egg into sperm so that you can have a child with two female genetic pools and not need a male? I know I’m probably going to sound extreme right now but am I the only one kind of worried that men are going to go extinct?” he hadn’t even realized just how much he was rambling- and he really had meant to stick to wolves- but all of a sudden all those futuristic sci-fi movies with AIs and genetically enginered children and Stepford wives came back to him and he couldn’t help a full body shudder at the idea, “My God it’s gonna be like that scary movie I saw when I was nine and they put microchips in all of the teenagers to make them perfect and took over the world…” Sometimes, Grahmm just zoned right the hell out of reality
“Cute?” he gasped in exaggerated horror, “It hurts my SOUL Bay! I almost broke my arm once trying to get to the remote to turn it off!” he was sure that would just make Bayden laugh but.. wel, even if it was true there was no harm in amusing him
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Bayden looked so happy all of a sudden, he looked happier than Grahmm had seen him all day in fact, he was staring at Grahmm as if he had just hung the moon and Grahmm wasn’t entirely sure what to do with that but all he could connect it to was the conversation before hand, talking about how excited he was to meet his boyfreind’s mother… maybe that’s it, maybe Bayden wanted confirmation again that he was Grahmm’s boyfreind, it was kind of heart-warming actually and it made Grahmm smile back with equal happiness
He leaned into the kiss, punch-drunk and ecstatic, and pulling Bayden a little closer, just to enjoy his company, to enjoy his pressence, the feeling of being close, like he had someone in the world besides his mom who cared about him, someone in the world who liked him for him, who loved him for him, and it was so amazing and exhilerating, the music, as good as it was, tuned out into background noise as he concentrated on the sound of Bayden’s breathing, his senses all alight and in wonder as he danced with the other male closely, swaying here and there, keeping their foreheads pressed together and their hearts strumming strong, it was the best moment Grahmm had had in a long time- in a very, very long time
Bayden watched Grahmm go on and on about dog breeders and how it all works and he just laughed again, “Yeeeeeaah, and then they lock me up? No babe. I don’t think we’re going to go extinct. I think I rarely think past what’s going to happen to me later this week, must less the future mortality of men. I think we’ll be okay Teddy.” He was a giggling mess. He wasn’t taking half of it as seriously or personally as Grahmm was. He didn’t really see it all as Grahmm or him for that matter. He might have soothed him more if he realized Grahmm was thinking so deeply on it. “And yes. Cute.” Broke his arm? It did make Bayden laugh even more. “Ridiculous cute.”
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Bayden was happy. He was more happy than he’d been in a long damn time, than he could even remember.
Even the way they danced made him feel drunk and he hadn’t had a single drop. It was their song now. At least it was in Bayden’s mind. He placed his hands in Grahmm’s and stepped in and swayed Grahmm a step back as he pushed one arm back, and then the other, in time with the music, holding Grahmm’s hands at the small of his back, before dropping them to smooth his hands up his back. Little dance moves he remembered doing with his sister and mother in their living room being silly when they were still like a regular family. Only with Grahmm he put a little more sensual action into the wave of his body. But, just the memory had him looking up and grinning into the space of lights and darkness and magic. That’s what it was like to him right then. Dancing in magic.
Then the song would die down and it left Bayden’s breathing heavy and smiling and stuck. He didn’t want to move more afraid to lose the moment and just stared up with that grin at Grahmm’s face.
Then cut through the silence, “BAYDEN SHANNON WARDEYN?!”
Oh god. She used his full name. That was kid 101 in knowing you were in trouble. “What are you doing here?” She crowed across the room right from the stage.
Bay’s face didn’t even fall though. He only grinned more. “Come on, babe. Come on.” He tugged at Grahmm’s hand and weaved through a crowd that now thanks to Jude were all staring right them.
“MAMMA!” He called right back over the sea of people like she wasn’t wearing the evil eye of every patient’s nightmare at all. “Mamma! Mom! Hey Mom.” He kept calling out until he made it up to the stage and Bayden even got so excited he climbed up on that stage and plowed her over with a greeting hug. Her arms got stuck out at their sides unready for such reaction. Her eyes shifted out at the crowd. All were watching. Her arms slowly wrapped themselves around him not trying to make more of a spectacle than they already were. She wasn’t used to her son being so touchy and feely and so affectionate. She was ready for some sort of smart ass comment or the smell of alcohol. But, she couldn’t smell that either and she had a blood hound nose. Slowly over the course of a few moments she let herself relax in her son’s embrace and just hugged him back. “What on earth are you doing here?” She asked in a kinder voice noticing cameras snapping at them too. She whispered so as not to rouse attention, “You know you’re not supposed to be here.”
“I know Mamma. I know.” And he looked up at her with the most adoring face that kept throwing her off making her feel like a mother again, not just the doctor trying to hide all evidence that was usually sick to her own stomach. “But, but, I wanted you to meet Teddy.” He giggled over it, “I mean Grahmm. Please Mamma. Don’t be mad. You were awesome. He knows your music. I swear I think he loves you as much as I do.” Her face was growing pink with all the sudden praise from a source she wasn’t used to at all wondering what sort of trick Bayden was playing on her now as she looked out to see who or what this Teddy Grahmm person was.
Teddy-Bay in Little Orleans
“Rarer? Not really, it depends on pack sizes and personal preference I suppose but it’s pretty common for wolves to have more than one mate at a time, see, the thing is, just because wolves don’t go screwing around with anyone they want the way, say, lions do, it doesn’t mean that their specific brand of monogamy is strictly a one on one thing, they can be monogamous and still have more than one partner, but it just really depends on the pack, some do really only have one mate and don’t ever get another one, some have two mates or even in really rare cases three, some have one and then right after they die move on to another one, it’s all dependant, but wolves are heavy breeders, alot of their social interactions have to do with mating and breeding in one way or another, the goal is always to have a bigger, stronger pack, meaning more pups with strong genes, the Alpha typically- not always but typically- has the strongest genes and as such is who is ‘elected’ to father most of the pups, ofcourse, something you also should consider, is just because the Alpha BREEDS with another female doesn’t mean he ALWAYS considers her his mate, on some occassions he’ll breed with another mated female because alot of Alphas have this thing about not wanting their lower ranking males to spread their lesser genes, the Alpha wants all of the pups to be his, so sometimes it isn’t even about mating so much as it is about breeding and pack strengthening, it’s not a bad system to be honest, I mean think about it, if humans lived in packs wouldn’t it make more sense to use the stronger gene pool to breed with in each individual pack? It would create stronger children and give other predators a lower chance of taking them down, or atleast in theory, ofcourse there are all kinds of emotional and ethical problems with that but it’s sound enough scientifically,” he blushed suddenly, clearing his throat and shaking his head, “I’m sorry, I … really spend entirely too much time learning about animals, if I had the heart for it I would’ve been a vet but I just don’t have the strength to see animals injured, I can’t even watch an ASPCA commercial without crying my eyes out, and I’m especially fond of wolves, I’m just such a huge fan of their pack structures and social behaviors, and I’m kind of a werewolf freak too, I write about werewolves more than any other supernatural creature so naturally I’ve researched wolves alot for accuracy, I’ve always loved the beautifully unique blend werewolves have of human and wolf social structures, on the one hand they have the stronger emotional and moral codes of humans but on the other hand they have the stronger mating, breeding, and power instincts of wolves, plus I have a really huge thing for possessiveness and I think if a werewolf kink exists I have it to the nines,” there went his incubus tongue again, spitting out things he didn’t mean to say, although Bayden’s comment on lions atleast proved that he wasn’t the only one with his mind still somewhat in the gutter, “I couldn’t agree more, lions are actually kind of hilarious when you think about it, they remind me of those guys who are scared of their sexualities and try really hard to abide by the social laws of toxic masculinity so like.. most of the year male lions fight eachother and screech at eachother and are all 'Get out of my neighborhood’ but then you hit those few months a year where they’re like 'Bro I still hate other dudes but also gimme your dick’, it’s funnier the more I think about it, I really need more cock in my life, very badly, in all of the ways but especially in me, I don’t care what anyone says fingers and toys don’t come close to comparing,” If Grahmm could hear what he was saynig right now, in a concious state of mind, he would be screaming and blushing himself into complete non-existance, but one of the “perks” of being half-incubus is that when that side of him came out he sort of just… zoned out and didn’t really hear any of the conversation he was having
“Really!? I could meet her!? Oh my goodness! I’d love to! I just really love her voice,” he said honestly, blushing rather furiously now, he followed Bayden onto the dance floor, heart pounding a mile a minute as he swayed, “Wait… wait you’re her son? Oh my God… oh my God I’m dancing with a famous person.. my boyfreind is a celebrity… um… you are still my boyfreind right? I didn’t ruin that did I?” he asked meekly, gasping suddenly and bouncing, “WAIT!! I get to meet your mom!? Oh my goodness! I get to meet my boyfreind’s mom!! Oh my God oh myGod this is the most amazing thing except now I’m even MORE nervous than before oh my God I hope she likes me,” he rambled out, pouting slightly at him and wrapping the other male in a tight hug, “I don’t think it was because of you Bay… I think life just got in the way, my mom was an artist but she stopped painting when I was a kid because life just got so hectic… it wasn’t my fault, it just happened to coincide with when I was a kid, I think it’s really the same case here,” he said softly, giving his forehead a soft kiss
The song made Grahmm smile, like a sign, it made him feel a little bit better as they danced, “You know this is one of my favorite songs, but I like your mom’s version better than Lana Del Rey’s, I love Lana but I actually like alot of covers better than her originals, Pip and Nathan Parrott’s version of Video Games is how I got introduced to her music in fact, and Bastille’s 'Requiem For Blue Jeans’ is undeniable, but your mom’s 'Gods And Monsters’ … God I could listen to it all day….”
Bayden listened to all Gramm’s wealth of knowledge on wolves. Bayden’s wasn’t nearly as in depth. In the asylum when Bayen made up stories he mostly had his own imagination to go on and didn’t use real information like this to entwine into them. He was nodding along feeling very open-minded to it all. But, he couldn’t help but laugh at the end. “Yeah, scientifically sound?” He laughed quite a bit actually. “If scientists could read the minds of wolves and knew what they ‘always’ considered as their mates versus breeding. Geesh. To me it just sounds like a person’s romantic wishes so it feels like there’s still something special going on, but really the Alpha just wants an excuse to fuck and claim everyone. And that’s not very scientific at all. Scientists can’t read wolves’ minds. It’s just guessing and theorizing what the observed behavior means.” He really did think it was all fascinating though. “And yeah it’s smart and makes more sense all right... if you’re Hitler and don’t want people like me or you to live. Breed the perfect race according to one person’s standards. But, hey, Wolves can’t be perfect even if they are cool. I think you just found their biggest flaw. haha. You just made it sound like Alpha Wolves are basically Nazi’s. Wouldn’t want to dive into those silly ethics or anything.” He wasn’t upset in the least, because he knew they were just talking about wolf behavior and not their own. “I swear if I ever get to see a wolf in real life I’m going to raise my arm up and Hail Hitler it. If humans acted like that someone would eventually assassinate the alpha.” Bayden was a giggling mess over it. “Remind me not to really join a wolf pack if I get lost on an island or in the woods like Tarzan or Mowgli. I’d never survive. No no. Check this out. Even if I was a wolf I’d still end up in Briarcliff Wolf Edition for mass murdering alphas. I can’t win dude. Wolf or human. I still end up in the nut house.” He thought it was hysterical and having fun with it.
But then he heard Grahmm saying he needed more cock in his life and considering he was a virgin when he met Bayden and he only just found out Grahmm had been fucking Bas too, it made him wonder who else? It also made him wonder if that was mostly a Bas compliment considering he and Grahmm had only done it once and Bayden didn’t consider it that great of sex considering how weird the whole night ended up. But, it was certainly a nice thought anyhow. If Grahmm was praising cock that much in comparison to toys and Bayden didn’t even consider being with him great sex, to him it meant Grahmm was really gonna love it even more if they actually had a chance to have a really good romp with him. But, Bayden just smiled. He didn’t comment.
Instead Bayden went backwards in the conversation and looked at Grahmm, “I think it’s cute that you cry ASPCA commercials.”
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On the dance floor Grahmm was getting really excited. Then dear god Grahmm went and called him his boyfriend. Bay’s eyes went wide. He could have sworn they just went through this stuff! Bayden was a slow mover in the relationship world. Hell Grahmm even fell to the floor hyperventilating over it. Since when was he his boyfriend in the first place much less with still? Bayden opened his mouth to say something, but Grahmm just kept going and going so thrilled to meet his mother. Oddly Bayden’s mind searched for the safe-word and already couldn’t remember what they agreed on for when Grahmm started to get over zealous with the whole relationship pushing again. So, he just started nodding yes, “Yeah, of course you can meet her.” He kept dancing too swaying against him. He also thought to himself he was way more famous for being the Horrorville Hacker than being his mother’s son. But, it was a nice thought too and this made him smile from ear to ear. He’d much rather be known as his mother’s son than that.
That was enough to make Bayden lose track of even needing to poke a little reminder at Grahmm to settle down. Bayden was easily distracted after all. And that thought alone, being his mother’s son (which was all he really wanted in the whole damn world, was for her to really see him that way, and be wanted, really wanted by her) suddenly that implanted in his head with all Grahmm’s excitement, his mother up there on stage, and lights, and the music, her voice, and a very handsome man holding him in close, the dancefloor became far more dream-like and surreal to him. It was like right then in that moment he could be what he really wanted to be and not who he really was. There was no who he really was in his head. He wasn’t that peon piece of shit that cowered down and resorted to prostitution and murder and he certainly wasn’t the garbage, schizophrenic, unwanted seed of rape that deserved nothing good in life he often truly believed he was.
The beautiful and excited beaming face on Grahmm right then transformed him. He was gold. He was someone worth being excited over. He looked over Grahmm’s shoulder and saw his mother up there on stage. They were just in a lounge in Little Orleans but to him she felt larger than life and like she was owning a stadium with how beautiful she seemed right then. And he was hers. That was his mother. She was proud of him. Grahmm was proud of him. Grahmm loved his mother. He didn’t hate her like so many of the patients always heard nagging at home. He was a somebody that mattered. He was his mother’s son. He smiled up at Grahmm with a new light in his eyes, feeling like someone who deserved it when the other bend to kiss his forehead. Bayden took his moment and soaked it. He kissed him square on the mouth, smiled right through the impact, grinning against his face, too much happy inside to stop, not even for the kiss. He kissed deep too. He tasted the life he wanted in all his dreams in that kiss. Maybe it wasn’t real? But, to him, right then, it sure as Hell was. That kiss reflected it, how purely happy he was in that moment.
{*♔— ;Leaving the Hotel Cortez Valen-Gras Masquerade Party || Bayden+Maddox+Rowan
“Yep. That’s what happens when your feathers are attached with hot glue.” Maddox smirked, shrugging it off. He looked at Bayden’s top hat and switched them, having no problem with the switch.
“It was okay. I’m not really a party person, but Rhiannon dragged me along. Guess I had fun.” he said casually, but he was smiling. “It’s not like he’ll die, there’s toilet water to drink.” he said of the DJ. “But yeah, we definitely saved that party. I don’t get how people can dance and mingle to that hoity toity elevator house bullshit.”
Maddox took a long swig of the expensive champagne he was holding. “I wonder if those two guys killed each other.” he wondered, those two guys being Caddock and Lock. “There were knives involved. It looked nasty.”
The two boys were cute in there own ways as the thought arouse when she was watching them swap hats, slowly feeling a yawn about to start as she clenched her draw to keep it from showing. “Oh,” she interjected towards Maddox “that sounds pretty hard to believe,” she said with a half grin in a jokeful tone- it didn’t really seem like whoever this Rhiannon person dragged him on by- funny how things look from the outside. Although her face scrunched up as the sound of disgust came out “auh!” she nearly was in a gigglish fit “that’s so wrong!” s
shaking her head in a no-ish way like she was trying to erase the thought, “that’s so terrible.” Nearly laughing at how Maddox’s way towards the drinking toilet water situation- she hoped he’d never become a nurse, hopefully maybe just a caretaker for an animal, but that almost felt like it was pushing it, but of course it wasn’t a temporary thought of him at the moment. “I didn’t even know how to dance- let alone know what’s elevator vs. good music apparently.” Although it seemed to take a serious turn talking about what they walked away from as she fell a little quiet about it.
“Well that’s why we had to fix that hoity toity shit up.” Bayden laughed. He thought it was funny how proper Rowan’s way of being was. He didn’t know her whole life, how long she’d been taken out of the real world like him, but compared her to him, both being asylum buddies. “Don’t worry Rowan, I get it. Trust me. The only reason I know any modern music at all is because Mom bought me a latop when I graduated into the level two program. I was stuck listening to whatever they played in the craft room or community room too. Well, except this one mix on a premade mp3 my sister gave me once. But, some orderly stole it. I went on a binge for days listening to everything on youtube I could find. Before that they had decided it would be too much stimulus for me. blah blah blah.”
“Yeah, I saw them. I realized it was time to fucking leave before I wanted to get involved. I mean you did actually get a good look at them, right? They were both hot as fuck. I might still have a boner over that.” He was joking about that last part, but Bayden usually was. He was starting to see little dark spots before his eyes. The mix of alcohol and meds were really starting to take a spiral on his body. But, he didn’t say anything about that or the whisper of voices in his head. He just kept hanging on between them both trying to make it home. Just a little further and hopefully he could just crash on his bed.
Teddy-Bay in Little Orleans
“I love wolves so much, they’re seriously my favorite animal, and mating for life is actually one of the reasons why, but did you know that the Alpha actually CAN take more than one mate at a time? It’s usually only the Alpha pairs who breed as a matter of fact and Alpha males have been known to take two Alpha females two produce two different litters with two different gene pools, I was actually a little sad to learn that, mostly because of the ‘taking away someone else’s right to have babies because he’s the Alpha’ thing but it doesn’t always happen, for example a zoo in Czech Republic has a pack of wolves and that’s how they operate, with one Alpha male and two Alpha females who take turns mating, they all live in harmony together,“ Grahmm said with a soft smile, not really taking the hint, maybe if it hadn’t been for this odd, newly revealed information he would have, but sadly not, "You know it’s actually very curious how little we actually know about animals and their mating habbits, for example penguins DO take only one mate for their entire lives and they even present their mates with pebbles as tokens of affection, lions have homosexual tendencies to the point that they go through bouts every year where they only want other male lions, and there’s a breed of primate- I think it’s bonobos but don’t hold me to that- that actually use sex to get favors from eachother, there’s also a breed of bird- though I sadly can’t remember wich one- that always raises eggs with a mother and two fathers, in FACT, did you know that over 70% of the animal kingdom has homosexual tendencies? Isn’t that amazing?”
“You’re welcome,” he said with an equally soft smile, “Oh that’s great, I love places like that,” he said with an excited smile, his smile grew even more however when he saw who was performing, gasping and tugging on Bayden’s arm excitedly, “BAY! Do you know who that is!?” he breathed in astonishment, “That’s Miss Jude Wardeyn! My mom used to go around listening to her sing like a groupie when she was younger, I got to hear her a few times a long time ago and I just ADORE her!! Oh wow what luck!! This has to be some sort of sign or something!” he cried happily, nearly jumping up and down with excitement, it really was like a sign from the great beyond that everything was going to go well, that everything was going to be ok
“Well that’s new on me. But, damn? Really? Is this one of those more rare things and not always the norm? But, sometimes happens kinda things? Because I don’t know. All people don’t always fit the usual box people fit in either. Maybe wolves are just the same way?” He shrugged about it, but maybe it had him thinking a little more open mindedly either way, not that he thought he was ready for sort of relationship. “I can’t say I’ve researched it enough. I only got so much access. I have a lot of parental controls and blocks on the computers in Briarcliff. Mom got me my own laptop when I graduated into the second level of that rehab program. Honestly, I’ve only had time to look up music and porn so far. Sue me.” He laughed. “But, they should. All animals should be homo’s.” He kept laughing, “Because let’s just face it. Gotta love a big fucking dick. Am I right?” He teased.
But, then inside the club Bayden was still frozen with his eyeballs bugging that stage when Grahmm revealed the singer he kept talking about with his own mother was in fact Bayden’s actual mother.
“Um yeah.” He finally coughed out. “I uh.... yup. I know who that is.” He barely got the words out. He wondered if Monty knew their mother was still up to this singing stuff. He wondered why the hell his mother kept this from him. Then his eyes started to scan the club and all the patrons. So many men that looked like scoundrels to him, playboys, cads, drunks, party types that could get out of control, even in the lounge environment. He even started to squeeze Grahmm’s hand as all the hypothetical threats and fears entered his system due knowing his mother’s background. His mother didn’t want him to worry. He couldn’t decide if that was sweet or if he was angry she wasn’t honest again. Either way he couldn’t stop smiling and staring.
He finally turned to Grahmm with that smile on his face, pretty happy just to see his mother looked so happy up there and he repeated, “Yeah, I do. Would you like to meet her? We could go up there and meet her after if you want?” Bayden still left out it was his mother. “We could dance first? Till her set’s over?” Bayden had planned on getting completely wasted this night, but now he wasn’t so sure with his mother there. He could use that to his advantage though. Give Grahmm some brownie points with her if she thought he was taking good care of him even though he was somewhere he wasn’t really supposed to be.
He started to pull at Grahmm’s hands to take him out closer to the dance floor area. He was about to bounce in a completely different way and act far more silly, but the song came to an end and there was silence in the middle of them. That’s when he said, “Did I mention my last name’s Wardeyn? Bayden Shannon Wardeyn. I’m probably the reason her singing career was so short lived.” It hurt his stomach to admit that, but she looked so at ease up there, like she belonged, and that made Bayden feel so good. “That’s my mother.”
Then darker music began. It was like going to the dance floor ready to boogie and suddenly being plowed over in front of your partner with a slow dance.
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Dallon was a mess. He belted out laughter and squirmed under Bayden while he struggled to find ‘his voice’. To be honest he was expecting something along these lines. However, Dal was glad to find that the giant towering over him wasn’t buying into the overused phrase “Where is she?” or something along those lines. However, he could easily see the man knowing exactly where to twist that saying into being dirty. He licked over his lips as he bucked his hips up grind ever so faintly against the man after wrapping his legs tightly around his thigh and anchoring him in place. “You know, there’s only one way around this rule. It’s really simple, actually.” He hooked his fingers into the back of those undies and began to slowly drag them down until they were half way down his bum. He wouldn’t have to do the voice if he wasn’t wearing them.
Bayden had been laughing enough to nearly choke himself on his own giggling when he felt Dallon’s warm fingers slip into the edges of the elastic waistband and start to push his underwear down. Just that caused a well of heat to build in his groin and his face to change. He didn’t quite stop smiling, but the giggling all melted away in a hitched breath from the move. “One way. Yeah.” He breathed out slow as he reached between them started to help push them down further. When his cock slipped out and his hardened shaft was exposed Bayden actually gulped. This was not in a million years how he ever fantasized getting intimate with Dallon would ever be like, but Bayden wouldn’t have it any other way. “Dallon?” He whispered in his own normal voice this time. “Please touch me.” Bayden was a prostitute whore and he had a wealth of knowing how to get things started when he was being paid to pleasure someone else. But he wanted to feel Dallon was something he wasn’t being paid to do. He wanted to feel his touch first.
“William!”
The kiss was surprising for William. He reached up and cupped the boy’s face, returning the slow, deep passion that the young boy had in his body. His free arm wrapped around Bayden’s body, tugging him closer so he could feel the boy’s hard cock rubbing up against his thigh. He wasn’t fully sure what had gotten into the younger male, but William wouldn’t question it. At least not until he had gotten his fun. His hand ran up the other’ body, puling him deeper into the kiss. His own cock began hardening just from the friction, but as soon as Bayden began talking about his fantasies, William felt a spike of lust going through his entire body.
“Fuck… You’ve got such a filthy mind, son.” He pulled Bayden closer and kissed him once more, this time more rough and controlling. He picked the boy up and carried him towards his bed, throwing Bay down and hunching over him. Their lips were pressed together in a rough, controlling kiss. “Strip. I’m going to leave you limping you filthy little slut.” He smirked and moved back, gripping the other’s neck. “Hurry up and I’ll give you a reward… something you’ll really like.”
William always had a firm touch, but Bay knew seconds before William actually moved to pick him up that he was shifting moods. The older man carried his tall, lanky, ass right over to the bed and threw him down. Bayden was growing to love that move. His body fell hard and almost knocked the wind right out of him. Fuck. William’s controlling forceful hands went straight for his neck. The kiss in time made it hard to breathe at all. But, what he said next had the mental patient’s head spinning.
something you’ll really like?
Bayden didn’t have a clue where William was going with this this time. Did he just mean his cock? Because Bayden was thinking yeah, I’d really like that about now. But, there was just something in William’s tone that made Bayden think his boss meant something else this time. He quickly started to kick his feet at his own shoes trying to shove them off and undid his belt instantly, button, zipper. One shoe clunked off the end of the bed as he hurriedly pushed at the top of his jeans to shove them down his hips. The second shoe dropped off as his pants and undies were rolled down to his thighs. The second they were down low enough to snag by the heel of his foot he kick them all the way off too. One leg dangled the pants and he kept kicking it and shaking it get the last fling of it all the way of him. It was a challenge with William over him like that and his hand there with that threatening pressure of squeezing more. But, once his lower half was naked and bore underneath the other, Bayden grew one of his cocky expressions as he lifted up his shirt. “If it’s your cock up my ass, I can’t wait. But, you’re gonna have to move your hands if you want my shirt off boss. Whatcha gonna do?”
She wasn’t expecting that. It took her a moment to absorb that one but her thoughts lingered `Is he an actual patient? Orrr,`. “Well I can see why your here,” she joked playful if that was his mother she could drive anyone crazy in a jokeful manner. While in all honestly she had no true idea how she felt about her. They didn’t cross paths much and if she just follows the rules, do as she’s told, she could get the hell out. Deep down Valentines day was the only good thing she ever remembered in her abusive past- who would have guessed? Suddenly feeling them pull apart and let go she seemed to raise her brows like she wasn’t sure what he was going to say exactly but it was intriguing her interest only to feel a small smile “well don’t get too hopeful in the future- Valentine’s day is the only holiday that hasn’t been ruined for me… yet.” She was certain that it couldn’t be ruined but she did pause for a moment and added the last part like it was inclusive. She could totally see it being ruined if
she ever got dumped on Valentines day, or maybe lost an arm in a freak accident she didn’t cause or SOMETHING. Feeling herself try to stand a little straighter, with a proudful chest raise beside Bayden’s towering 6′4 size “someday when I’m rich because of my art I’ll make sure you come to my grand gallery opening as my guest of honor- and you’ll have first choice on any art piece you desire. Although first I have to get to college- then be in student debt- all that boring stuff that makes all the build up.” She semi-joked painting a picture of college life/futuristic self Because she doesn’t know if she’ll actually ever be rich- or ever really have a gallery but it sounded nice didn’t it? “Kinda makes me want to ask if you got a spare image so if you ever become famous before me I still got some leverage on getting out of student debt,” nudging him with her elbow as she joked in a playful manner remembering he said he drew as well. She kind of was curious of his skills.
“Oh come on. Everyone loves holidays, Rowan.” His voice was actually sarcastic though. “What? You don’t look forward to participating in whatever craft project the doc’s and volunteers come up with for us to macaroni with?” He got a little tired of being treated like having a mental condition meant being treated like a little kid. Psych wards and senior living centers had that tendency.
It took Bayden a moment to realize what that joke event meant. He wasn’t well versed on the student debt situation in America considering he was pretty sure he would never have the chance to go to college. He was an asylum lifer with no hope of ever getting out for good. “You mean a drawing of mine?” He never showed anyone his stuff but his sister or his doctors and mom. “Hmmm. I guess that’s only fair. Come on over? You want to come to my house? I’ll see what I’m willing to part with. ”