JUST CALL ME MR. CHARMING

The name is Beau Alastair. Thirty-two.Photography lover and teacher. Scotland native. Anything else you need to know about me you can just ask and I'll answer promptly.

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The Deal

Characters: Anabelle, Beau, and Malcolm Location: Belle and Mal’s house Date: September 21st, 2017 @anabellebeauregard @justcallmebeau

Summary: Belle tells Mal and Beau about her newest business venture, and Beau has a confession to share.  The trio make a bargain, and discuss the terms of their new arrangement.  

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iris-calloway:

“I..want to do something besides homework for once. Do you want to do something fun? Go out or watch a movie, doesn’t matter.”

“Does that mean you’ve forgiven me? Or did you think I was someone else?” Beau was very much surprised, but he tried not to let it show too much.

[professonialdramatics]

“Only a week back and I already feel bogged down with papers.” She sighed, flopping down in her chair with her latte. She stirred her coffee slowly. “I mean, what’s the point of going over different Shakespeare adaptations, right?” She shook her head. “I mean, I know the point. But I can only think about Romeo and Juliet or Romeo and Juliet inspired stories so many times.”

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“Some of them are pretty unique, actually. Gnomio and Juliet was a pretty cute movie, and Warm Bodies was unexpected. Nothing about zombies usually screams Romeo and Juliet.” Beau knew he was probably pretty biased, but he was a big fan of Shakespeare. “It’s learning how someone can take a base idea and turn it into so many different brilliant stories.”

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eastonkennedy:

As a general thing to everyone, I’m sorry if I’ve been more of an asshole than usual.  It’s been a tough month.  And that’s not an excuse.  Just a statement of fact.

Eh, you had reason enough, I guess. As long as you weren’t an asshole to any teachers or higher ups I don’t see it being an issue.

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Texts || Beau + Mal

\Malcolm: I don't know...Probably everyone on campus.

Malcolm: Good. Me too.

Malcolm: You and Mama are having the same daydream.

Malcolm: Honestly she could be purple and shaped like a pineapple and I'd still swear she was the most beautiful thing in creation. Not that there's going to be any question about that. Like you said, tiny Belle.

Beau: Christ almighty why am I not more surprised by that.

Beau: Yeah? I'm grateful.

Beau: It'd be beautiful. Maybe your eyes too. You both have a dozen fantastic features, kid's going to be real damn lucky getting any of them.

Beau: If she's purple and shaped like a pineapple then she probably exists in a cartoon world and needs serious medical help. Tiny Belle, tiny Mal, either way the world's gonna need to watch out. Kid's going to be a pint sized boss either way you toss it, and gorgeous to boot.

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iris-calloway:

Iris bit her lip, crossing her arms as she heard him out. She thought confronting him would make him feel better but it didn’t really. Honestly, now she just wanted to leave. “Just…here.” She ran her left hand down her wrist, slipping off the bracelet that adorned it and dropping it on the table beside him. “You should probably give that to Belle,” she said, dipping her head before turning and disappearing into a group passing by.

Watching Iris leave was like a nail in the coffin for his night. He still had no idea what was happening with Malcolm and Belle or how to handle it, he’d managed to push both Josh and Iris away, and on top of that he really couldn’t allow himself any more alcohol. With one last look towards her he took off to find Mitchell, certain the man would be down for him hiding away for a bit.

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Para || Mistakes

WHO: Beau + Elijah WHERE: Elijah’s apartment WHAT: Beau and Elijah spend an evening drinking, talking, and almost doing something that’d be a big mistake.

Beau was feeling ridiculously floaty. Usually that was a pretty good sign, but right now it was counterproductive when he was continuously whining. "It's been like.... almost two months, Elijah. Maybe more. Two months and my balls are so blue you could paint the sky with them." He flailed his arms around dramatically and took another long sip of his beer, eyes sliding shut as he imagined the last time he'd gotten laid - the threesome that felt like a lifetime ago, but he couldn't focus on anything but how the memory had him chubbing up a little in his pants and downing the beer even faster.

"Man, I feel for you." It's like the fifth, maybe sixth time they've had the exact same exchange during this drunken bitch-fest, but Eli doesn't mind. What he does mind is that the talk of sex just makes him miss August, and he hasn't even had to wait two months. It's barely been two days and he's having cravings, dammit. "Fuck this noise," he finally said, knocking back the rest of his beer and standing up to cross over to Beau. "You need to fuck someone, I need to get fucked. It's my professional opinion that we should help each other out. No strings, no weirdness. You in?"

Beau blinked a little when suddenly there was a very muscular Elijah right in front of him, and it took him a moment to register the words. "I'm down." There was something that pinged in his head as he said the words but he shoved it to the side, passing it off as some drunken weirdness and pushing himself up to his feet. "Professional opinions shouldn't be argued with," he said in the wisest voice that he could put on before tugging Elijah down closer to him, lips capturing his friend's in an easy kiss.

Eli cracked a smile right before Beau tugged him down into a kiss and suddenly it was all he had the brain power to focus on. His hands went to Beau's hips, pulling him in close as his tongue slid against Beau's lower lip. "Good beer," he murmured, contemplating foreplay for a moment before he dropped to his knees. The grin stayed on his face as he unbuttoned Beau's pants, not even thinking about getting him to a bed or letting either of them talk themselves out of this.

Beau was going to make a comment about Elijah being the one to buy it but holy fuck Elijah was on his knees and it was the only thing that Beau could see, think about, any of it. His hands went down to fist at his hair and then bowing into him enough to get a solid grip on his shoulders before pulling all the way back up to enjoy both the view and whatever was about to come next. He struggled to help Elijah with the pants but at that moment it was the only thing on his mind.

Eli's heart was pounding in his chest, anticipation sparking his blood and making him feel hot all over. He'd thought about this before, back when he'd first met and flirted with Beau, but it was so off his radar since he'd come to Tahoe that this whole thing, kneeling in front of Beau and pulling his half-erection out of his pants, was borderline surreal. "Damn," he breathed, the compliment the only thing he could think of, before he leaned in to kiss and lick along the length of him.

Beau finally let his hands go back to Elijah's hair, tugging a little - it'd never been any secret that Beau liked to be on the rougher side of things and this was no exception. "Fuck seems more appropriate," he muttered, lower body rolling forward to encourage as much contact as possible. There was something about Elijah that'd always just bled sex and he couldn't tell if it was because they'd started flirting before any friendship had formed or if it had something to do with the man himself, but either way he'd happily soak it up, encourage him to keep going even.

The hand tugging at his hair was amazing. He always loved when August did that, and- Stop it, he told himself, refocusing on the man in front of him and not the one on his mind. His hand came up to squeeze and massage Beau's sac as he took the rest of him into his mouth eagerly.

Beau could distance himself in a way he hadn't been able to during his last sexual encounter, seeing Elijah but separating what they were doing from their friendship and anyone surrounding their friendship the best that he could. It made him that much easier to start (very slowly) fucking his mouth, clearly taking over the pace to some extent.

Groaning in the back of his throat and sending vibrations though Beau's cock, Eli happily let him set the pace. There was no hesitation there, no sense of right or wrong necessarily because Beau was a friend, they were both horny and in need, and the timing just worked out. He started to get uncomfortably hard in his pants, reaching between his legs to grip himself with his free hand. He pulled away with a wet popping noise and looked up at Beau from his knees, giving his cock one long lick with eye contact.

Beau's gaze dropped down to what Elijah was doing and something in his stomach heated up when he saw his hand on his own cock, watching him for a hot second before pulling him back up to his feet and shoving them towards the bedroom. "Naked. Now." If they were doing this it'd be so much better to be somewhere with a bed and somewhere that they could strip the clothing off and just make this happen. Maybe Beau was impatient but it'd been months and impatient was the only way to ignore the outside world entirely.

Eli laughed, husky and amused, as he was dragged like a rag doll to his feet. "Yes, sir." Stumbling to the bedroom as he stripped off his pants on the way (nearly tripping and faceplanting once), Elijah didn't waste any time. He did turn though and catch Beau in another embrace before they got to the bed, reaching down for his cock again and stroking. "Lube and condoms are in the side drawer. Fuck, I need you to fuck me with this," he said, giving him a hard tug.

Beau was sinking down on the bed beside him when his head started to clear and his stomach started to ache, the guilt worming its way in now that sex had managed to sober him up some. Instead of trying to push forward Beau pulled back, hand going around his stomach and eyes shutting closed like he's trying to physically shove the ache back inwards. "Shit. Eli. I can't, I can't do this. I know Belle and Mal and I aren't technically anything, I do, but I can't.... it doesn't feel right to go through with this." The words were said apologetically but Beau gave Elijah his most earnest eyes.

Eli stopped up short as soon as Beau said the word 'can't', drawing back with mouth and hands immediately. It was like an off switch, his revved up blood cooled and his need deflated. Reaching out, he gave Beau's shoulder a squeeze and sat back. "It's okay. It's ah...no, I get it. This was a bad idea." There was a small measure of hurt but, more than that, a shit ton of guilt now that he'd stopped to evaluate the situation instead of letting his dick drive him. Not just for Belle and Mal but for Augustus, which didn't make a damn bit of sense. "Shit. This is a little fucked, huh?”

Beau leaned in enough to brush a kiss over Elijah's cheek before wincing and going to get his clothing back on, keeping his eyes on Elijah's as they talked. "Yeah. Fucked. Not that - I mean you are hot as fuck, and your mouth is... well, you've probably gotten that compliment a lot, but I can't be in love with them and fuck someone else." His arms wrapped around himself and he tried to breathe a little deeper. "Surprised you were willing. Thought you and Abbott were dating."

"We're not together," Eli clarified quickly, too quickly. He took a breath before grabbing up his jeans again and dragging them up his hips, pushing a hand back through his hair and letting out a breath before smiling, bright and charming as always. "I get it, man. Should have known better. You're head over heels for those two, you know and you should... I mean I know you said something at the wedding and you're waiting, but you should tell them. Tell them how serious it is. Because you not being able to do this? That's serious."

Beau gave Elijah a flat stare at the comment. "Right. You might want to take your own advice about honesty." He was quick to let things slide though, waiting until he was fully clothed before rushing over and pulling Elijah into a proper hug. The one thing the man had always been was a friend, a comfort, and it was something he doubted had changed despite what'd just happened. "Going to go talk to them in the next few days. Need to sort out my own head then I'll go hunt them down."

Uncomfortable with the callout, he pushed the emotions to somewhere he could deal with them later. Eli folded his arms around Beau in a hard hug, kissing him on the side of the head. "Sooner rather than later, man. Don't want you to have enough time to talk yourself out of it," he said seriously, considering inviting him to stay for another beer, a video game, something. But they both had some thinking to do and there was still something awkward. Hey I just had your dick in my mouth, want to watch the news? "Don't drive home, kay? Get an uber or something, drunk ass."

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Texts || Beau(regard)

Beau: Just reminding you I miss you. ❤

Beau: Should be back in on Friday.

Beau: Already have presents.

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Texts || Beau + Mal

[Friday night]

Malcolm: Belle sent you the sonogram pics, right?

Malcolm: She's two months along, due March 27th!

Malcolm: It's a girl!

Malcolm: She's the size of a lime and looks kind of like a lumpy one in the pictures, but she's so beautiful and I love her and I still can't believe this is happening Beau...

Beau: How many people have you already showed the sonogram pic to?

Beau: She sent it to me almost immediately, said she wanted me to be one of the first to know.

Beau: Can you imagine a little tiny Belle with your curls? I'm stuck on the kid getting your curls because it'll be the biggest disappointment if they don't.

Beau: You already imagining what she'll look like?

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'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet And you'll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street So I'm not moving, I'm not moving

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Are you in love?

Yes.

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justcallmebeau:

Could’ve told you that a long time ago.

Didn’t have to tell me.

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Clearly. Aren’t you a fucking delight tonight?

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justcallmebeau:

Only if you have zero sense of adaptability.

I guess I have zero adaptability then.

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Could’ve told you that a long time ago.

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justcallmebeau:

Nah, but I figured it’d be fun to answer anyway.

People who can’t follow direction fucking suck.

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Only if you have zero sense of adaptability.

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eastonkennedy replied to your post: If you had to do only one sexual position for the...

This… is not a yes or no question.

Nah, but I figured it’d be fun to answer anyway.

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If you had to do only one sexual position for the rest of your life which would you choose?

Depends on the gender I’m with, be more specific anon. Big fan of anything up against a wall regardless of gender.

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Do you want more kids?

Yes, but I don’t see that happening.