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He stares, dull-eyed and expressionless, dragging it out just to fuck with Huxely’s nerves. “You know, you can sit down, yeah? It’s probably uncomfortable just to stand there like that.” Dante says, closing his eyes again as he sat up and crossed his legs, patting the space beside him. “I already told you you’re allowed in my bed. Though, I’ll warn you. I may try to sit in your lap. Enter at your own risk.” He adds calmly, tipping his head back. Dante’s eyes spring open at the mention of writing, listing his head to one side as he listened. “What do you write?” Of course that’s the only part he was really interested in since he was a writer himself. A poet, in particular. Huxley just gave him more to be curious about. “Entertainment here is limited though. People don’t particularly interest me. I especially don’t mean to make friends here. Plus, sexual partners are limited, considering I’m extremely gay with high standards. I was just curious as to what you do. I probably won’t be here long anyway.” 

[huxleyquinn]

He nodded when Dante said that he could sit down, he figured that he'd be allowed to but sometimes he needed to be able to move. "Sometimes I get antsy and I need to stand," Huxley just shrugged, it had a lot with his illnesses which he figured the other man had to understand that. But when Dante patted the spot next to him, he easily sat down though he couldn't help but roll his eyes again at the other's words. "I believe I made it pretty clear I wouldn't mind at all if you sat in my lap, right?" Huxley just smirked at Dante after saying that, settling himself on the bed as best as he could, his body pressing a little into the other mans. When the other patient asked about what he wrote, Huxley frowned chewed on his bottom lip for a moment, he didn't talk about his writing all that much. "Short stories, mostly. I dreamed about writing a novel, once, before getting put in here. I guess I got all the time in the world though now to write it, if I want to."  He looked at the other man with a raised brow, smiling slightly. "So I don't interest you or maybe I don't meet your standards?" His tone was teasing though and he shrugged his shoulders again. "I'm pretty picky myself, though I'm pansexual, so I'm more than open to sleep with men and women. But, I'll be honest, I've only really hooked up with two people since coming here. And why aren't you interested in making any friends? Even if you don't plan on being here long?"

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Kyle supposed Huxley did have a point. The man probably knew what his type was by now. Kyle took a deep breath and smiled when the other moved a little closer. He couldn’t help but to do the same, letting them get in each other’s personal space. “Y-Yeah you’re right…I-I’m just being s-stupid.” He said as he fought his blush down. 

[huxleyquinn]

Huxley’s lips curled as Kyle scooted closer to him, and the patient didn't think twice as he curled his large hand around the nurses thigh. “You’re not being stupid, Kyle, you’re new to all this.” He just shrugged and smiled at the other man, squeezing Kyle’s thigh. “You obviously just need someone to ease you into it all and I am more than willing, if you are.  I’d never push though, or force anyone into anything. So, no pressure.”

[dantecalliste-deactivated201505]

Dante is grinning and turns just to quirk another mocking eyebrow at Huxley. He wasn’t entirely teasing just for the hell of it. This was habit, no doubt, but it was a good medium for reading whomever he held conversation with. He didn’t need to see much else. “tch,” He laughs, rolling over once again, this time flat on his back; arms crossed behind his head. “Alright, alright. I believe you. But leave the pet names to me.” Dante says, totally calm in a way that felt familiar on his tongue. He listens in silence, devoid of expression as Huxley spoke. Sounded earnest enough. Ridiculous but he kinda knows what he means. Turn down the noise around you too much and you never know what might start talking in your head. At least here he wasn’t lonely. Dante remembers having nightmares about places like this, after his first stay at a mental health care facility. Yet, he found himself looking for reasons to come back. He extends his arms above him, arching his back and curling his toes as he stretched only to come back to position. “Mhm,” He agrees, adjusting his glasses. “Tell me then, what is that you do here? This place is pretty boring as far as I can tell.”

[huxleyquinn]

Huxley just rolled his eyes at the remark about pet names, but didn't reply to the statement. Sometimes he said the words when he wasn't thinking, but he didn't think it was that big of a deal. He didn't really say much of anything for a little bit, trying to not let the loss of his family and his job to get him down. Wanting to stay away from that rabbit hole, didn't want to fall down it again today. He was in a decent mood and he wanted to stay that way.  He moved his eyes back toward Dante and watched him wiggle around and stretch on his bed. Which was something really nice to focus on, something that wouldn't bring him down. He lifts a brow though at the other man’s question, his lips curling up slightly.  “I read a lot, sometimes I write, sometimes I play games in the rec room to amuse myself and keep some of the regulars in there company. I work out as much as I can, because staying fit is important and I get laid when the mood strikes me. It can be boring, I’ll give you that, but sometimes you have to make your own entertainment.” Huxley found himself smirking a little again as he looked at the other patient, thankful for being able to talk about something other than why he was here.

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[huxleyquinn]

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[thecadenfrost]

It had been far too long since he had this kind of attention and it was slowly wearing away at the seams of Caden’s sanity. His fingers tightened in Huxley’s hair, his breathing become more and more labored as he struggled to keep his hips as still as possible - but really, it was impossible with the way that Huxley was so easily sucking him down. His eyes were dark with lust as he watched the man’s lips move around his cock and the fact that he fucking relaxed his grip on him meant that he was more than okay with what Caden accidentally had done. He moves his other hand down to grasp onto Huxley’s hair as he began to work his hips forward again, “Oh god..” Caden whimpered, his head falling back against the wall as he tried to move his hips a little faster for a moment before he all but stopped. He tugged on Huxley’s hair, a silent warning that he was far closer than he wanted to be just then. He didn’t want their fun to end so soon, but he had a feeling that even if he did come early, Huxley would make him come again and again.

[huxleyquinn]

He let out a whimper around Caden when his fingers gripped at his hair tighter and started to really fuck into his mouth. For the most part, Huxley just let the other man have his way, he relaxed his jaw and let his throat work around Caden's dick with every sharp thrust. His eyes watered a little bit, his jaw fucking ached but his cock was so hard that he was sure he was going to cream his pants before Caden even got a chance to touch him. The older patient was loving every minute of it, and he couldn't take his eyes off Caden as the younger man seemed to lose it. When Caden tugged at his hair again, Huxley had to figure the other man was close from the way his cock throbbed and leaked against his tongue. Which just had Huxley moaning even more around him, because fuck the younger man tasted amazing.  His fingers curled around Caden's hips tighter once again and he started to work the younger man's dick at his own pace once again. Bobbing his head up and down, dragging his teeth along the hot flesh in a way that he could tell Caden loved. When his lips reached the head, he suckled on it a little harder than normal before swallowing him back down and taking him deep in his throat once again. His eyes connected with Caden's again, giving him permission to let go, because he wanted the younger moan to come down his throat. Just the idea of it, had him moving one of his hands from Caden's hip so he could palm his own arousal, letting out another long moan at how good the pressure felt against his achingly hard cock. The way this was going, Caden wasn't going to have to do anything for Huxley to get off, he was so into it and honestly Huxley was more than okay with that.

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“I’m sure you are, darling. I could pick apart your features and tell you why each and every one is a blessing. I could do this all day, I assure you.” Dante says, just far enough from fawning to take himself seriously. His mouth tips up, eyes sliding over Huxley’s face, He shrugs again.“I’m not sure if I can take you seriously, but I’ll wear them just for you since you said that.” He shifts again in position, lying on his side as Huxley spoke and wedged his hands between his knees. There’s a moment of silence in which he looks up at him, tracking his eyes for something. He doesn’t know what, but he had a feeling he’d know when he found it. The dragged out considering look fell away as he shut his eyes, breathing in slow and deliberate. “Sounds like giving up to me. I’m sorry you lost your family but do you think because they’re gone that your life no longer serves purpose? Shouldn’t that be more reason to want to leave and carry on for them?” He’s quiet, stringing the words along carefully. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be intrusive. I’m not trying to instill new found hope in you and I don’t expect you take anything I say to heart. It’s merely a thought.” Dante breathes again, drawing nonsense figures up the length of his other arm.

[huxleyquinn]

"I've got nothing going on the rest of the day, by all means, I'd like to hear how blessed you think I am as well," Huxley said with a smirk. He knew of course that Dante was just teasing and it felt nice to tease right back. He was being honest though about how good the glasses looked on Dante, he really liked them and he'd like to see them on him more. "I'm being honest, sweetheart, I'm a man of my word and I'm really not the type to lie," he shrugged and gave the other man an honest smile. His eyes tracked Dante for a little bit, before Huxley had to start talking about things that made him sad and he really wasn't in the mood to deal with being sad right now.  He shrugged again though when the other man made mention that it sounded like Huxley had given up and maybe he had. His family had been everything to him, as had baseball and now he had neither. He didn't really think there was much else to him, honestly, so really what was the point. At least while he was here he had people to talk to, people that were kind of like him and didn't give him looks of pity whenever they heard his story. "It's alright, it's not like you're the first person to say that to me. I hear it a lot, believe me. I just don't see myself outside this place any time soon, so I accepted my fate. And yeah, my doctor is a prick, but I got people here that are my friends and that I like, sometimes I feel happier here than I was feeling out there. I guess I wouldn't expect anyone to really understand, it doesn't make much sense, not really."  He chewed on his bottom lip, shifting so his leg pressed against the mattress of the bed. "But can we change the subject though, I got a feeling we'll just talk in circles on that subject."

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My point exactly. Why judge someone if you don’t know them? The only judgment I can accurately make as of this moment is that you haven’t interested me enough to get to know you. But if you do something that changes that, I’ll know.

[huxleyquinn]

For the most part I've always lived by the saying of love all, judge none. Of course, when I’m triggered and I snap I’m not thinking much about that though, but whatever. Can’t say I’m shocked I haven’t interested you, I’m kind of boring when I’m calm. Most people just like to look at me and I got a feeling I’m so not your type. Which is cool, anyway I’m going to get out of your hair. It was nice talking to you, even if my eyes make you want to rip out my throat and sew up my eyes.

[dantecalliste-deactivated201505]

“Hm?” Dante flicks up a brow, eyeing him for a few moments before he figures he could get away with getting in his face again. Then Dante’s got both hands on Huxley’s face, framing him like the close-up moment in every cheesy romance flick ever, look of totally absorbed concentration on his face. “Interesting. They are very pretty.” He says, patting Huxley’s cheek with a smile. “Did you know that green eyes are considered the most attractive of eye colors? Of course, even if your eye color couldn’t be labeled green and instead hazel, you’d still be high up on the chart. Light blue is second to green and hazel falls about one percent behind. You’re very blessed my friend.” Dante puffs out a sigh, broad and low; flipping open the case with a single finger. “Alright, but if you laugh I’ll… I don’t know what, but i’ll do something.” A weak warning, in all honestly; but it counted for something. With that, he slid the black frames on his face, pressing them higher on the bridge of his nose; still sprawled out flat on the bed while he looked at him. “I can understand how you would think that but I highly doubt they’ll keep you here forever. Even if treatment doesn’t curb your violent reactions now, the affects of PTSD are proven to diminish with age. You shouldn’t give up on yourself.”

[huxleyquinn]

Huxley kept pretty still when Dante grabbed his face and just stared at him, since he knew the other man was looking at his eyes, he did his very best not to blink or blush really.  He chuckled softly though when the other man patted his cheek, having to hold back on the urge to roll his eyes again. He nodded though at Dante’s question, because he had heard that and he couldn't help his lips curling up into a smirk before replying. “Oh I’m blessed in many many ways, I’m aware,” he teased. He was going to comment about how he appealing he found Dante’s eyes, but stopped when he realized the other man was going to show him what he looked like in his glasses. He bit down on his bottom lip when Dante placed the frames on his face and honestly Huxley found them attractive, really attractive. He was pretty sure his dick even twitched just from looking at the other man. “I like em’, you really should wear them more often. You look really good.”  He didn't really want to talk that much about being stuck here forever, even if it was a fate that he had accepted. And while he appreciated Dante’s words, it all felt like false hope. So he just shrugged, keeping his eyes on Dante’s for a moment. “Not really giving up on myself, really, just repeating what most of my doctors have said. Plus I have no one on the outside anyway, my family is all dead, at least I’m not alone in here.”

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Freak me out? Not by any means. I find it intriguing, but that doesn’t mean that I have to like you. I’ll draw you a picture one day. If you do something that warrants me being interested in you long enough.

[huxleyquinn]

Well you don’t even know me to like me or not, you know?  I’m not sure I’ll do anything that’ll warrant me being all that interesting in your eyes. I pretty much stay out of everyone’s way. But If I do, well then I’ll look forward to that picture.

[dantecalliste-deactivated201505]

“Hmm,” Dante hums, wordlessly sitting up on his haunches and bringing his hand to the side of Huxley’s face; fingers pressing at the corner of his jaw as he turns his head from one side to the other. “Your eyes are approximately green, yes? Light in color, either way. Lighter colored eyes are more sensitive to light, making them more susceptible to damage. I unfortunately didn’t take that into consideration when I was a child and stared into bright lights anyway.” He shrugs, flopping back onto his bed. “I have them right here, but really, I look ridiculous with them on.” The hand that he used to treat Huxley like a wooden drawing mannequin now played with the hinge of his glasses case where it lay on his bedside table. “Ah, right. Red level patients are long time residents here. Do you think you’ll be staying that long?” 

[huxleyquinn]

He just lifted a brow again when Dante pressed his hand to his face, not stopping from turning his head from side to side. He shrugged his shoulders though when asked about his eyes, never really sure what the color of them was so he usually always put green or hazel. “That’s what I say they are, but if you see em’ up close, you’ll see they’re just a mix of different colors. Green, blue, gold, you name it.” He’d always been told that his eyes were fantastic though, so at least he knew they weren't a bad feature for him.  He laughs though at Dante’s next words, fighting hard at not rolling his eyes. “You should put them on for me so I can be the judge of that, I think you’ll look hot in them.” He could easily picture a few positions that Dante could be in that would make the glasses look really good on him. Huxley sighed a little at his last words, frowning before looking down and nodding. “Yeah, I don’t think they’ll ever let me out of here,” he replied softly, “they see me as just too dangerous when I’m triggered. And nothing seems to work with breaking me of it.”

[huxleyquinn]

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[thecadenfrost]

Realistically, Caden wasn’t sure how long he could last with Huxley. He was already incredibly turned on and Huxley was, in no way, helping to bring him down from just how needy he was being. With the press of his hand against his cock and the sound of his groans, Caden couldn’t help the shudder that ran up and down his spine. He watched as Huxley began to sink onto his knees and Caden’s breathing was already beginning to get more labored than before, his eyes dark with lust as he watched his sweats being tugged down. The cool air around his cock had him inhaling sharply for a moment, but that was nothing compared to the heat of Huxley’s mouth as it wrapped around his cock. “Jesus..” Caden groaned, one of his hands moving to lace through Huxley’s hair as the other pressed against the wall behind him to try to keep himself grounded. There was no hiding his moans, which only echoed down the hall, but he hoped that no one would bother to figure out what it was. After all, his sounds were nothing compared to the occasional screams of some of the inmates. Caden couldn’t help but to push his hips forward, trying to push more of himself into Huxley’s mouth as his fingers tightened in his hair.

[huxleyquinn]

Huxley's smirked around Caden at the sound the younger male made and the way he grasped at his hair. He loved that the younger man was already so in to it and he had really only just begun.  Huxley started to slowly work his lips down Caden's full length, relaxing his jaw and hollowing out his cheeks, knowing the pressure against the younger patient's dick would feel so good. The sounds that Caden was making just spurred Huxley on more, it was so fucking hot that he wasn't at all trying to conceal how good it felt. Loved that he wasn't trying to hide his moans, it just had Huxley working his cock harder and faster.  He started to bob his head up and down the other man's length, letting out a low hum when his lips reached the base of Caden's cock, knowing how good the vibrations would feel along Caden's throbbing length. When the younger man started to push his hips forward, Huxley just let him, his eyes moving to focus on Caden while his hands relaxed on the other's hips, giving him all the permission he needed to fuck his mouth if that's what he wanted. The idea of Caden fucking his throat raw turned Huxley on so much that his cock pulsed behind his sweats and leaking against the fabric.  He bobbed his head a little faster, his throat fluttering around Caden's dick as he took him in deep, and honestly Huxley couldn't hold back the moan that he let out because he was loving every second of sucking Caden. Honestly, Huxley was so into it he was pretty sure he could get off just on this.

[huxleyquinn]

Sorry I've not been around much the last few days, only on enough to reply once or twice honestly. I've been working 5 am shifts and I’m just generally exhausted once I get home. I have tomorrow off though, so I’ll at least be active tonight and tomorrow, so if I owe anything on Hux here, Gen or Memphis I promise to reply. :)

And I’m forever open to plots on any and all characters, so never be shy to shoot me a message.

[dantecalliste-deactivated201505]

Dante mimics his eye roll, crossing his arms and puffing out his chest.“Yeah, but you probably need them because you've caused so much damage by rolling your bloody eyes all the damn time. And do you honestly think I haven’t tried contacts? My aunt is a ophthalmologist, it’s a bit difficult to avoid getting the attention I need for my visual impairment. The first time I tried contacts It felt like my eyes had seared out of their sockets. I’ll stick to wearing glasses only when absolutely necessary. Besides, people look so much better when I can’t see them.” He beams at him, sticking out his tongue — as if he could look anymore like a child. “You. I like you.” He says, thumb still clamped between his teeth. “I’m gonna keep you.” 

[huxleyquinn]

“Nah, I need them because I've got shit vision and have had shit vision since I was a kid,” he smirked, though Huxley knew that he rolled his eyes a lot. He really couldn't help it though, some people just really made him roll his eyes. “I wear contacts normally, though when my eyes burn or hurt I’ll wear my glasses. Or when I’m too lazy to put my contacts in,” he shrugs.  He’s been told a few times how good he looks in his glasses and honestly he thinks Dante would look pretty hot in them as well. Especially since Huxley had a glasses kink a mile wide. “I think you should wear them at least once for me,” he grinned as the other man sticks his tongue out at him.  He laughs though at Dante's final words, offering him an even bigger smile. “Well, happy to know you like me and want to keep me. And lucky for you I’m not going anywhere.”

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[dantecalliste-deactivated201505]

“I have glasses, I just refuse to wear them. Would harm my sex appeal, you know?” He says, jokingly behind a cheesy smile. Dante tilts his head, blinking up at him blankly for several seconds; placing a hand over his mouth to hide his smile. “Oh, you were right. You are devastatingly handsome.” By the time he’s sitting up right, Dante already looks like he’s cataloging Huxley into the list of reasons why he’s gay; bookmarking it for later reference. “I think I’d rather just look at you and tell you how beautiful you are all day over anything.” He’s aware on some level that he’s enjoying this, probably too much. Not that he cares; so he bites down on his thumb and just stares, perpetual look of curiosity on his face and tilt to his head.

[huxleyquinn]

Huxley just rolled his eyes and crossed his thick arms across his chest again. “I wear glasses and I don’t believe it harms my sex appeal. Plus there is this nifty thing called contacts,” he joked as he stood close to Dante’s bed for his inspection. His brows lifted again as he watched Dante’s reaction, his lips twitching at his words and then the way the other patient looked him completely over. Huxley huffed out another laugh though at the other’s next words and just shrugged his shoulders. “Can’t say I’d be upset if you followed me around all day just to flatter me, my ego could use the boost,” he teased as he smiled down at the other man. “I’ll especially be grateful for your words of praise when I’m having a really bad day,” Huxley made a point to look the other man over from head to do before giving him one of his charming smiles. “And I can do the same for you.”

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