Declan Finley

Declan Finley|| 20 || The Reckless Egotist || "They aren't going to hold me down."

[dec-me]

Night terrors || Dout

[scout-wexler-blog]

“Declan, if I really didn’t want you here, do you think you’d be here?” Scout asked, looking at him with a raised brow. Sure, he annoyed her more often than not, but if she didn’t want him around, he wouldn’t be around. “So just… come sit,” she offered again. “Before I change my mind.”

[dec-me]

He managed to offer this comment a small smile. After all it was both true, and amusing given their current situation.  With any of his other friend’s he wouldn’t have worried so much but Scout was… different. He did not want to say better, since aside from himself, none of his friends were bad for anything, but she was just… different, in a good way. Which lead to Declan worrying more than he might for the others. Still he got up and sat on the end of the bed as he was ordered, “Well I wouldn’t want you to change your mind, would I?”

[drugdaze-haze]

Daze || Boredom Cure

[drugdaze-haze]

“I’ll save that for another time, perhaps,” she teased, half skipping down to his father’s car as he closed the door behind her. “Why thank you, good sir,” she curtsied to him, before rather less daintily flopping into the seat with a laugh. Doing up her seatbelt, she grinned to him, and asked: “Those faces being mine, yours, and yours again to be safe?” She teased, knowing full well who he really meant.

[dec-me]

“Of course,” Delcan replied happily, glad that the conversation was remaining on the playful useless sort of conversation that he enjoyed having. If there was anyone in the world Declan was going to allow a serious comment to come through with, it was going to be his friends, but even then he’d prefer to avoid that happening for as long as possible. It just wasn’t how he enjoyed being. “Find something good on the radio will you? I’m not listening to crappy music the whole way there.”

[redwingsofmason-blog]

Patches || Declan & Mason

[richboy-mason-blog]

Mason let out a small hum in agreement, not trusting his mouth too much. He fumbled behind him slightly, finding the counter and using it for support. He let out a small sigh. “I want to,” he finally stated, voice small and a little nervous. No matter what happened tonight, it was obvious now the feelings they shared. Things were going to change and they didn’t get a choice in that. They might as well do what they wanted to do rather than holding back. Rather than letting Mason’s fear of ruining their friendship overwhelm him. He smiled at Dec’s words, shifting himself slightly as the button was popped. “Okay. I’ll let you help,” he murmured as he gripped the counter tighter in anticipation, both for the relief of no longer wearing pants but also for the events that might follow.

[dec-me]

It was hard for Declan to feel afraid of what these actions would do to their friendship when it just felt right. He of course felt the significance of the moment. He felt it in each shake of his nerves and frantic beating of his heart  but it didn’t change anything for him. This was Mason. It was the first person to ever properly care for him and he was sure he'd be the last no matter what happened. They were just like that and this, this was just one step further than they had been before. Still, there was a small quiver in his hand as he hooked his fingers into the male’s belt loops slowly pulled down the pants pressing a few stray kisses along the legs as he went down.  It was a surreal experience, seeing his friend from this angle but it was one that he wouldn’t pass up for the world. Mason was the most important fixture in his life and he wished to show him that in as many ways possible.

[dec-me]

Night terrors || Dout

[scout-wexler-blog]

Scout sat down on bed and watched as Declan took a seat on the floor. “It’s fine.” She shrugged, giving him a faint smile. Honestly, having him in her house in the middle of the night was the last thing she wanted, but she didn’t want to make him feel bad for being there, either. “Is everything okay, though? Nothing bad happened, right?” She asked, also concerned about the reason he decided to wake her up. “And you can umm… You can sit on the bed, if you want. I don’t mind.”

[dec-me]

“I’m fine. You probably don’t even really want me here at this or most times anyway, so I shouldn’t go taking up your bed as well,”  he flashed a very small smile, trying to pass the words off as mostly joking though there was a small part of him that did feel this way. Out of all his friends, Scout had always seemed the least receptive to him and his antics, why he had ended up here then he couldn’t say, but he just... he had just wanted to, he supposed. “I was just... I guess I couldn’t sleep....”

[drugdaze-haze]

Daze || Boredom Cure

[drugdaze-haze]

“You really need me to whine ‘I’m coming’ at you after making your bed squeak like that?” She asked him, giving him a cheeky look before she was whisked away. She appreciated the strong grip, though wasn’t sure what muscles the strength came from though as he looked like a bean pole most of the time. “As long as you don’t kill us or ruin my pretty face, I’ll live with it.” She grinned wickedly at him, before grabbing his front door with her spare hand and pulling it open for the two of them.

[dec-me]

“Of course. It never hurts to have a girl whine I’m coming at you, definitely makes any day better,” he replied holding the front door open for her, waiting until she was outside before closing the door and jumping down the front steps so that he could get to the car and hold the door open for her, “I assure you that your pretty face is one of my three favourite faces in the world and I would never injure it.” 

[dec-me]

Night terrors || Dout

[scout-wexler-blog]

Very quietly, Scout closed the door behind Declan before leading him through the house and up the stairs. It was dark, and Scout was too afraid to turn on any lights, in case it woke up her parents, so she walked slow, making sure neither of them bumped into anything. When they finally got up to her room, the blonde opened up the door and walked across to the other side, flicking on a small lamp by her bed. “Close the door.” She whispered to Dec. “You can uhh… Sit anywhere you like.”

[dec-me]

For once in his life Declan was completely quiet as he moved through her house, closing the door at her request, and then looking around. Normally he’d flop himself down on her bed as if he owned the place, but tonight he decided to sit on the floor instead, “I’m sorry if I woke you up. I just.. wandered without thinking I guess, or well I was thinking just not about how  you’d probably be asleep or whatever.”

[drugdaze-haze]

Daze || Boredom Cure

[drugdaze-haze]

Hailey stopped her bouncing at his heaving sigh, and pouted at him. Surely he should appreciate her needs? If he couldn’t promise satisfaction, why should she wait around? Surely he understood this? Nonetheless, she smiled at him. Dec was the one person she didn’t have to… Lift. If he was ever sad or upset, she would smash anything that’d caused it in a heartbeat, but unlike Scout and Mason who she felt a constant need to fix or protect, Dec just let them get on. They could ignore everyone else in the universe when it was just them. “It’s time sensitive or you are? Either way, the plot thickens,” she teased, but took his hand and bounced off the bed and onto her feet, gesturing for him to lead the way (whilst grabbing her phone off the side).

[dec-me]

“Both... well probably me, but both, just come ooon,” Declan rolled his eyes as he bounced down the stairs, keeping a firm grip on her hand so that she did not fall down at his slightly sporadic pace. Once they were downstairs, he grabbed the keys from where his father left them and grinned over his shoulder, “We have to drive a little. Do you trust me? I promise I dented up his care like last week, I’ve got a few more weeks in me before I feel the need to do it again.”

[drugdaze-haze]

Daze || Boredom Cure

[drugdaze-haze]

“Oh yes, I really reeeeeeeally would,” she agreed, nodding at him with an innocent smile as they bounced together in sync. At his question, she just groaned, bouncing harder on the bed and making it squeak with her movements. “Fine. But if it doesn’t cure my boredom, all faith in you will be lost. You understand those risks?”

[dec-me]

Declan gave a long heaving sigh. The hard time that his friends gave him was entirely uncalled for. He was a delight and gave them his undying time and effort. Declan felt that he really should get some more love out of them. Still, this was all that he was going to get out of Haze for the moment so ultimately he held out his hand to her, “I understand and accept the risk, so let’s go all reaaaaaady. Time is running out!” 

[drugdaze-haze]

Daze || Boredom Cure

[drugdaze-haze]

Hailey bit her lip to hold back her laughter, but managed to maintain a semi-serious expression as he flopped to the ground. She kicked her legs back and forth as she lay on her stomach, looking at him from over the edge of the bed. “Where are we going?” She asked with a grin, knowing she probably wouldn’t get a clear answer, she sat up anyway, and started bouncing on the bed.

[dec-me]

“Wouldn’t you like to know.” Declan bounced up and down on the balls of his feet, timing his bounces to the movements that she was making on his bed. “Can’t you just trust me? Don’t you have any faith in me? You should really have more faith in me Haze, what with me being one of your favourite people and all.”

[redwingsofmason-blog]

Patches || Declan & Mason

[richboy-mason-blog]

The way Declan’s lips travelled down his body left him shivering the further they went. He was nervous. Not sure of how far Dec would want to take this or what Dec expected of him. It wasn’t often he did this sort of thing, especially with another man  especially with his best friend that he had known for more days than he hadn’t known him.  He just didn’t think he would be doing this today. Or ever. But he was and he was enjoying it like he had always thought he would. He was worried it was all a dream and he was going to wake up any minute. Seeing Declan on close to being on his knees in front of him felt like a dream, but Mason bit his lip. The touch felt ever so real. The silent question obvious in the eyes that looked up at him and without much thought at all, Mason nodded, gently nudging Declan’s head with his hand. Swallowing a lump that had formed in his throat, he licked his lips, “You can- Do you- Want me to take them off?” He felt a warm blush rise onto his cheeks and he stared down at Declan, admiring the sight and hoping to anyone who would listen that it wasn’t a dream, while a small ghost in him who didn’t want to ruin a friendship hoped it was a dream.

[dec-me]

“Only if you want to,” Declan replied in a soft voice, and there was a slight waver. He felt as if there was nothing that could ruin their friendship; he did not share in even the small fear that this would be the case (at least not as far as he went), but he still could not deny the gravity of the moment. If they were going to do this, if he was going to do this, then he certainly couldn’t deny that it was major. Very gently  he slipped the button out of it’s hook, offering Mason a reassuring smile, “I can help. If you’d like. I mean I am already down here.”

[redwingsofmason-blog]

Patches || Declan & Mason

[richboy-mason-blog]

There was a soft inhale as Declan’s mouth slowed to an almost teasing speed, covering his neck with kisses that left his heart in his throat. He had yearned for Declan’s touch like this for years now, yet suddenly getting Dec’s attention and touch seemed surreal. It was better than he had ever imagined. Mason itched, wanting Dec ever closer but not wanting to rush things. It was his desire speaking rather than his brain and he was tempted to ignore his brain for a moment just to be reckless. Instead, his hands just ran up and down Dec’s sides, composing himself and controlling himself as the older male continued to kiss and suck at his body, leaving him shivering in delight and humming out soft noises. When the feeling began to overwhelm his senses, Mason couldn’t help but bury his face into the top of Dec’s head. A soft gasp following and the utterance of, “God, Dec,” being moaned quietly and muffled into the room. He was a bundle of nerves, triggered by the touch of Dec and his lips.

[dec-me]

Declan couldn’t claim he had put a lot of thought into the actions that he was currently engaging in. At the very least, he had not put a lot of thought into the decision of carrying on with them right this moment - through out the course of his life, or at least the time that he had known Mason, he had spent a fair bit of time preoccupied with day dreams of moments like this. He had thought a lot about one day doing them, he just hadn’t spent much time debating whether today was the best day to do this or not.  Mason wasn’t stopping him, and he wanted to, so Declan didn’t know what else you were supposed to consider. Even with as much focus he was giving every inch of flesh that he passed, it was only a matter of time before his lips reached the waist of Mason’s trousers and a decision had to be made - Declan knew what he wanted to do, but it was no only his desire that needed to be considered. So basically on his knees before his friend, Declan ran his finger gently along the material’s edge as his gaze turned upward, eyes full of the question he did not need to voice. This was Mason’s choice now; he’d do whatever the other wanted him to. 

[drugdaze-haze]

Daze || Boredom Cure

[drugdaze-haze]

Hailey rolled herself so she was facing him, but still happily laying down on the bed as his height allowed them to see almost eye to eye. She hummed, nodding a little as he spoke. “Oh yeah? How d’you figure that?” She asked, smirking at the other. ”I assure you, I’m crying on the inside. Perhaps one day I will be able to forgive myself.”

[dec-me]

Declan rolled off of the bed, flopping rather ungracefully onto the floor, but popping up only a second later. After all it had been part of his plan. He might not have the best form, but Declan always managed to get in and out of situations without so much of a scratch (Or at least only a few.) “Come on. We’re going out.”

[dec-me]

Night terrors || Dout

[scout-wexler-blog]

Something about Declan’s words, and the way he said them, made Scout not as annoyed as she had been just moments before. He wanted to see her? That was something she never really expected him to say. “No, wait,” she said to him before quickly disappearing from her window. She reappeared at her front door and held it open, gesturing for Dec to come inside. “Just be quiet. My parents will kill us if we wake them up.”

[dec-me]

“I’ll be as quite as a church mouse,” Declan smiled slightly, the attempt to seem like his usual self was there, though the smile wasn’t quite as playful and reckless as it usually was. Once he had spoken, he stuffed his hands into his pocket once he was inside, quietly waiting for her to close the door so he could follow her to her room. For once he didn’t feel like leading the way.

[dec-me]

Never Have I Ever || All

[drugdaze-haze]

redwingsofmason:

scout-wexler:

Scout laughed a little, rolling her eyes at Declan’s comment. “I personally have never had any problems with wearing girl’s underwear, so I’m sorry you find it so unpleasant,” she teased.”Uhh… okay, is it my turn now?” She asked, though she was already thinking of what to say. “Hmm… Never have I ever… had sex in a public place.”

“Maybe if you didn’t have such a big ass,” Mason teased back, the alcohol slightly warming his humour as he flashed a wink at the other boy. His nose crinkled at Dec’s analogy however, making him regret suggesting going commando. He nodded at Scout’s question, smiling at her. A sound of amusement followed from his lips, “Does the bathroom in a supermarket count…?” He questioned, playing with his bottle in his hands.

“What ass? It’s a saggy apple’s ass if it’s existent at all,” Hailey teased, only messing with him but knowing his reaction would probably end up amusing them in some form. Turning to Mason with surprise, she raised an eyebrow. “Was it a super store or a local one, that’s the real question,” she teased lightly, taking her shot with no comment of her own. It wouldn’t be a surprise to them anyway, but she prodded Dec nonetheless. “Come on Dec, drink or pass.”

[dec-me]

“Some friends you are. Maybe I’ll just keep my ass to myself, since neither of you seem to appreciate it.” Declan glared at the pair of them, sniffing in offence as he tipped his drink into his mouth, “Haze! You need to chillax. You give a man no time to answer at all and yet act like I’ve taken a million years. Honestly. Public sex is the best sex. Well maybe not the best but it can make a subpar partner at least mildly exciting.” He shrugged his shoulders, before rolling back to flop his head into Mason’s lap, his pout returning to his face, “You’re having supermarket sex without me Maceattack. I thought we had something special!”

[redwingsofmason-blog]

Patches || Declan & Mason

[richboy-mason-blog]

Mason had wanted this for longer than he had been willing to admit. He had wanted to hold Declan in his arms and keep him safe and grounded. To kiss him, to love him - but he had mistaken all those feelings for friendship for a long time. Mistaken- More like pretended. He wanted to believe that it was natural to think about his friends like that, but he didn’t feel like that with any other guys he knew that he was even remotely friendly with. Declan was different to all of them. Someone who he knew and someone who actually knew him. Someone Mason feared to lose. Most things could be replaced in Mason’s life. His family had enough money to manage. But he couldn’t and wouldn’t want to replace Dec. Ever.

Feeling the desire in the returned kiss, he hoped it meant that Dec felt the same. There was no way to know for sure, but Mason returned the slow but passionate kiss that glowed between them. His hands bringing Declan closer rather than pushing him away. Backing out hadn’t even crossed his mind. A low exhale followed when Declan’s lips left his and he tried to steady his breathing as his soft lips moved across Mason’s jaw and neck, leaving a soft shiver trembling in his wake. He didn’t know if it was the sweet yet slightly erotic sound of Declan’s moan, but Mason couldn’t help his own soft, almost whispered gasp, “Dec.” before he exposed his neck to allow the older male to continue if he so wished.

[dec-me]

Declan loved Mason. He loved everything about the other male, and he had from the moment that he had met him. It might not have been instant love, but it was an instant connection, and the more that they talked the more that the connection had developed into feelings. Declan loved the way he looked, the way that he acted, the way that they were together -  and he definitely loved the way that he gasped his name.  It encouraged him to continue the ministrations that his mouth was making, slowing down the speed of his kisses so that he covered every inch of the younger male’s neck, sucking and occasionally even nipping as he moved along, down across his shoulder blade and then switching direction to move down his exposed chest.

[dec-me]

Night terrors || Dout

[scout-wexler-blog]

Scout was sound asleep in her bed, lost in her dream world, until she was knocked out of it by the sound of something hitting her window. At first, she tried to ignore it, but when it didn’t stop, she decided to check it out. With a huff, she got out of her bed and went over to her window, pulling back the curtains and checking to see what the source of the noise was. She jumped back when she saw something fly at the glass in front of her face. “What the–” Scout stepped forward and opened her window, looking out of it to see Declan standing on the lawn in front of her house. “Declan? What the fuck are you doing?” She called down to him in a loud whisper. “Do you have any goddamn idea what time it is?”

[dec-me]

“Sorry,” Declan stuffed his hands in his pocket and offered her  a sheepish grin, though in the dim light he wasn’t sure that she would be able to see it. He was sorry for waking her up - He hadn’t been thinking, like usual.  “I should have known that you were sleeping. I just... guess I wanted to see you; I’ll come back in the morning. Sleep well, Scoutcub.”

[dec-me]

Night terrors || Dout

Delcan knew that it it was strange to show up at your friend’s house in the middle of the night, with no warning, especially when that was the friend who tended to exhibit sign of hating you 90% of the time. Delcan knew that that was the case, but he hadn’t cared. Part of the reason might have been that Scout was closest, but mostly he had left his house and started walking.

In some ways he was more surprise than anyone else that he found himself standing in front of Scout’s house. 

And really, once you’re standing in front of your friend’s house, it only made sense to gather some rocks from the ground and start tossing them up to her window until she came to pay attention to you.