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“Dishes who?”Â
   “Dishes a very bad joke!” Lenz was barely able to finish his sentence before he erupted into a mess of chuckles, grinning wide. “I’ll wait for you to compose yourself, man, take all the time ya need.”
   “well, that’d be rude. but damn right it won’t stop me.”
   “shhh, i think you’ll live.” lenz said, punctuating his words with a flick of tyler’s nipple.
@neonqod​ liked——
   “'ey, man— could i bum a cig?”
“Who’s there?”
Originally posted by flashesbef0reyoureyes
   “Dishes.”
@freddiiebear liked——
   “i made you some pancakes, but...”
          “...they really didn’t turn out well.”
“Oh come on. How do you know it’s not real magic?”
   “’Cause it never is with you jokes; just a buncha sleights of hand.”
“it gets you full frontal if you take me somewhere after my shift. bathroom stall, alleyway, your place…” mickey trailed off, a smirk on his lips as he thrust his hips for the other. “you don’t want this rubbing against you? there’s plenty of other people who will pay up, and give me a tip. but it would be a shame considering how much you caught my eye.”Â
   “a bathroom stall? lofty standards.” he said, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth. lenz watched mickey’s hips with greedy eyes, staring unabashedly, “please— with that tight little body? i’ll give you more than just the tip.” he dragged his eyes back up the man’s body, shrugging. “fine. $25. but you can’t half ass it, yeah?”
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   “knock knock.”
@boysof-ourlives liked——
   “that was a nice party trick, sure— but that’s all it was.”
would anyone like to rp? like this for a starter or i can go thru ur opens (leave a muse in the answer box) o/ ?
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“yeah! i can blame you, actually — pretty easily.Â
     it won’t stop ya from thanking me later, though.”
“I’ll know when you start talking again?” He repeated back with a questioning look on his face before he realized what that meant. Lenz had finished counting down, and Damian had let himself become so distracted by the other that he hadn’t actually finished the assignment he’d set out to do in the first place. Cursing in a mumble under his breath, he set his pencil down and quickly closed his notebook to keep Lenz from seeing the page as he decided the only thing he could do now was lie– Damian had finished most of the assignment, the rest he could just do in the morning; plus he was technically out of time. “Yeah, I guess it’s done. What, uh, what kind of knots am I supposed to work out now?”
He pumped a fist when the boy next to him actually closed his assignment, hissing a “yesss” under his breath. “Uhhhh, blue balls, dude? If I don’t nut, I think I might actually die.” Smooth, Lenz. Real smooth. If the mood wasn’t set already, it surely was now. He slid down the couch, tackling Damian unceremoniously before laving at the boy’s neck with his tongue, alternating between kitten licks and rough sucks in an attempt to not-so-subtly bruise his neck. “i’mma congratulate you for finishing that so hard, man.”  he tipped his head upwards, speaking against the boy’s cheek.
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“twenty-five and you can have a lap dance.” mickey smirked as he noticed the other watching him. he was new to the club, and being fresh meat all eyes were on him. “you even get to touch.”Â
   “twenty-five???” lenz exhaled exaggeratedly, quirking a brow. “i mean, you’re hot and all that, but i dunno— duzzat get me full frontal, too?” okay, so he was maybe a little bit stingy; that much he could admit to. but, jesus, did this guy know how to move.
“ never would’ve thought you’d be so good at sucking cock. “
   “that was your first mistake.”
Doesn’t make me a monster
Stefan knew the other was not as fragile as he looked but Stefan was indeed stronger than he looked and he knew that tonight he could end up breaking the other in ways that may never be capable of repair. “ Your really not going to go are you ? Just gonna take a risk and hope to the gods I don’t kill ya?” He questioned and yet made no attempt in moving away as on the inside he was fighting himself because his body was screaming for Nick’s affections.
There was a small lump of fear that sat comfortably in his stomach, but he’d been doing just fine ignoring it thus far. Werewolves ranked fairly low on his list of terrifying supernatural creatures. “The gods are dead, Stefan, I’ll be fine. I trust you.”  With that, Nicholas ducked forward, wrapping arms around the other’s broad trunk. “Don’t you want me here?”
This was almost worst than having Lenz asking him how much longer he needed. Damian might have wanted to focus but he hated silence. It made him nervous and uncomfortable, his palms would sweat and his focus would only allude him more; even if it was just a quiet hum he normally needed some sort of noise to keep himself calm but this? This was torture. “What,” he finally blurted out as he looked up at Lenz, “You’re just going to count in silence? How am I supposed to know if I’ve run out of time?”
...17, 16, 15. Lenz, conversely, found a certain comfort in silence. Not the same kind he found in talking, of course, but it was still there. The noise just got distracting, sometimes. 10. He almost cracked into laughter when the boy breaks, but manages to keep it together. There’s a few second lag between Damian’s outbreak and his response on account of the last few seconds of countdown, “You’ll know because I start talking again, obviously. You’re cute when you squirm though.” He glances down, finally, at the paper in front of the younger male. “It’s done, right? Gonna work out these knots, right?” Lenz nagged, tongue flicking out to wet his lips.
