Ghanoush & McCallister

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[carbmother]

[mjalti]

I hate it when people ask “do you trust me” like …don’t call me out like that ……..the answer is no

[pvtxtechnophile]

misterquickwitted:

Alright, so Tucker had been about… half sure he wasn’t going to make it, so he’s feeling pretty damn good right now. This definitely warrants a victory dance. Middle fingers still held high, he’s just going to hum to himself, moonwalking along the ledge.

A few rocks crumble and fall away and he very quickly takes a step back from the edge. Okay, that’s probably enough of that. He grins wide over at Ghanoush and heads to the bridge a few feet away, because… alright, making that jump once was awesome, but he doesn’t need to try that shit again.

Sauntering back over, he holds out a hand. “Pretty sure the bet was fifty bucks, dude. Pay up.”

If only he fell. That would have made things easier. He groans in frustration, rubbing his face. He fixes the goggles on top of his head. Arms crossing as Tucker approached. There’s a dirty look on his face and he isn’t bothering to hide it.

“Yeah, remember we don’t have money because of the war, stupid. So you have to get something else. What do you want?” He practically spits the words with venom as he stands there, foot tapping the ground.

[pvtxtechnophile]

@misterquickwitted || X.

Ghanoush watched the aqua soldier with crossed arms. There’s no way he’d make that jump. It was a massive gap. “Sure.” He says, shifting his weight and waiting for him to do it. This was going to either end really well or bad for himself. Hazel eyes follow the soldier run at full speed and then jump. No fucking way.

The techie really didn’t think the guy would make it. Yet there he stood, flipping him off in triumph. Fuck. What a load of shit.

“Uhg, fine! Fucking cool. You made it.” He’s not enthused about it at all. He was regretting having bet on this, but he was more than certain he would have won. “Fucking goddamnit.”

[aubergine-dreams]

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[dylanmysunshine]

[brendonurieworld]

brendon urie by shervin lainez.

[blindspxt-blog]

Oh no, Ghanoush used his first name, that is never that good. Sure, Ghanoush didn’t know York but Killian always meant he was in big trouble. His brow furrowed, pouting softly. “But I’m sleepy and you are cozy.” he grumbled, his body shifts under Ghanoush’s shoving. He rolls back onto his side only to completely flip over. “You’re so mean to me.”

[pvtxtechnophile]

Ghanoush breathes heavily as the weight is off him and he lays there for a moment. He takes a few deep breaths before rolling over onto York, staring down at him. “I’m not being mean, you butt.” He mumbles as he starts to pamper the ex-freelancer’s jaw and neck with kisses, to prove he really wasn’t trying to be mean to him.

[pvtxtechnophile]

@blindspxt from here

There is a muffled noise that comes out of the smaller man when he’s pulled down. He squirms a bit and grumbles into York’s chest. “Killian. Get your ass up.” The techie wheezes a bit with the weight of the other man on him. Now he felt like he was going to suffocate. This isn’t how he imagined how he’d die, but then again it could be worst. “You’re gonna kill me.” He wheezed as he squirms to try and roll York onto his side at least.

[dylanmysunshine]

[daily-brendon]

[dylanmysunshine]

[obrien-news]

[grenadeconnoisseur]

{🍩}- This was nice, this was something Donut could definitely find himself wanting to do more, especially with how Ghanoush seemed to relax. With a soft sound leaving his lips at the feeling of a hand running through his hair Donut grinned a little as he decided to catch the others tongue with his lips.

[pvtxtechnophile]

It feels good to be this relaxed for once. To not worry about work or anything else. Just keeping in this moment with Donut. He slowly slips his tongue a little more past the blonde’s lips, tugging on his hair a tad. The techie’s legs tighten around his waist, wanting to bring him closer.

[grenadeconnoisseur]

{🍩}- He was glad that Ghanoush seemed to trust him enough to be this close to him, to  comfort him and hold him– to even share  moments like this. He wasn’t sure when or how he’d been granted the pleasure but he didn’t want to ruin it. With his hands moving once more, though this time to Ghanoush’s thighs, he soon picked the other up without breaking the kiss. With his lips parting slightly he traced the tip of his tongue over Ghanoush’s lower lip.

[pvtxtechnophile]

Being lifted was a new thing to him, but he certainly wasn’t going to complain about it. He’ll wrap his legs and arms around Donut, one of his hands running through his blonde hair. The techie’s lips parted feeling a tongue brush them, his own tongue slipping out to meet his.

[grenadeconnoisseur]

{🍩}- As the other tilted his head Donut smiles softly into the kiss, his free hand coming to rest lightly at the back of his head. He didn’t pull away or stop the kiss, he didn’t want to, he merely let himself deepen the kiss slowly.

[pvtxtechnophile]

What was he to do with himself? He felt so weak around him. Sometimes almost like he couldn’t breathe. Though he enjoyed how in moments like these it felt sweet ecstasy. Like he could be completely devoured by the other with his presence. Noush had to hold onto Donut’s shoulder, feeling his knees grow weak with the kiss. A soft whimper in his throat as he lightly nipped at his lip.

[grenadeconnoisseur]

{🍩}- Taking hold of one of Ghanoush’s hands then the man closed his eyes, enjoying the quiet moment they were sharing together. He lent into  the kiss a little more, though it was clear he was letting Ghanoush mostly choose what happened.

[pvtxtechnophile]

The techie gives the other’s hand a light squeeze. He wasn’t even sure what he wanted with this. Why he had asked for a kiss. But surely Donut wasn’t against deep kisses. Hopefully. Ghanoush tilts his head a bit, wanting to deepen the kiss more.