Shake Me All Night Long | 001
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A master manipulator. An asshole — and an all-around man-whore. The list could go on, but Nolan’s reputation around Beacon Heights was only growing, cultivating in the young man being known for getting under peoples skin and using their weaknesses to his advantage. It’s why and how, he be-friended the curly-haired and shy Dylan Walker. His charm was evident, and the other man’s affinity for men had been an easy thing to prey on. After all, — Nolan Hotchkiss was the epitome of being picture perfect, from his perfectly framed jaw and piercing blue eyes to the chiseled frame of his upper-body and the more than adequate size of a certain appendage. He should’ve been feeling bad — or at least, having a sense of regret, but the prestigious nine-teen year old needed another he could get his hands on, be it as someone to write his essays or to satisfy his needs. As he approached the door, donning a pair of jeans and a Henley, Nolan greeted the other man, before following him inside and closing the door behind them. As Dylan began to speak, the man brought his frame closer to him and enveloped him into a hug, making sure to prolong the contact as much as he could, before retreating. “You’re a life-saver, man. I was worried I’d end up having to drop out with the way I was going.”
Feeling the man’s arms around him Dylan was taken aback by the simple affection the big man on campus was showing him. Always having been considered an outcast most of his life, Dylan was soaking up the attention that someone like Nolan Hotchkiss was giving him such attention and wanted to hang out with him. Dylan found himself relaxing in Nolan’s embrace, his own arms wrapping around the man as he quietly breathed in the man’ scent. A mixture of aftershave and cologne. People like Nolan who were the most popular people on campus often used him for their own personal gain but to Dylan that didn't seem to be the case with Nolan. He words sounded so genuine and happy he was help each other, that they were going to hang out as well. “I’m not the life-saver, you are dude. Not many would be willing to listen to me play and critique” he said after pulling apart, with an arched brow he stared at Nolan. “Your mom like runs this place, I doubt she would kick you out or make you drop out but don’t even worry about that anymore” he said with a small smile on his lips, his eyes locked Nolan’ beautiful piercing blue eyes that he could easily find himself getting lost in. His hands resting on Nolan’ shoulders as he reassured the man. With his help with writing Nolan’ essay dropping out wasn’t going to happen. His hands slowly moved up and down Nolan’ biceps. “We got this. Let’s get to work”