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otp: those who heathen together

[sonjatoang]

“They’re worse than us. I didn’t think that was possible,” Dom laughed, shaking his head. “Pretty good, yeah,” he said, playfully nipping at Logan’s neck in response. “True. And she is close with Hunter. He’s really scary. Like slit your throat in the middle of the night scary,” he frowned. “Or we could take their brownies… I mean, college is a time for experimentation, right? And you’re the only one I want to do all my sexual experimentation with, so that leaves everything else.”

“Me either.” Logan agreed. He shivered gently when Dom nipped at his neck, allowing it to tilt to one side just slightly, opening up space. “Mm, stop that, or we won’t be unpacking for at least another hour. And we were talking about slowing down the frequency of our sex, weren’t we? For safety’s sake.” Logan raised a brow, and nodded. “Yeah. He’s - strange. I can’t get a read on him.” His brow arched a little further, expression considering. “You mean sex when high? You’d want to do that? I suppose it might be - interesting.”

[sonjatoang]

“Ugh, Logaaaan,” Dom whined, hiding his face in Logan’s neck while he cringed. “Why’d you have to remind me of that? I almost had it successfully wiped from my memory. But yeah, I guess that does make us even for now.” He sighed, resting his head on his chest so he could look up at him. “Or when he remembers how your hipbones looked peeking out from under that vest.. Can we just like, neuter him, somehow?” he joked. “I did. Probably because shortly after I finished packing it up I kinda got horny from thinking about every time we used the different kinds and I jumped you and well… I’m not perfect, okay,” he grinned cutely. “She is scary, but she’s dating Kitty so like, how harmful could she really be? I feel like we can probably trust Richie and Alice too… Just don’t take any brownies from them.”

Logan laughed, the sound full and rich, and shook his head. “Unfortunately not. I don’t think Shawn would thank us. But let’s try to forget about what those two are...constantly doing.” His eyebrow arched, a happy little glint in his eyes. “Oh, yeah? I mean, the memories of those times are pretty good...” He teased, hips canting forward just a bit, flirty. “I guess you have a point. But sometimes the really scary people have like, an innocent other half that’s somehow tamed them. It doesn’t mean Mandy is safe for us.” He said. “And yeah...that’s fair.”

[sonjatoang]

“We can probably survive a few days without going shopping as long as we’ve got our lube,” Dom chuckled, tilting his head so he could rest his cheek against Logan’s chest. “I feel like we owe them… Shawn and Matias anyway, for putting us into those sexy outfits. I still dream about you in that vest,” he grinned. “Maybe we could ask James and Vince. But, uh, I forgot what box all the lube is in so… Whoever helps us might find a surprise.”

“Yeah, you have a point.” Logan was pretty much planning on christening every room in the place as soon as possible. He smiled and let his free hand come to rest on Dom’s head, lightly tangling his fingers in his hair. “Yeah, but that only makes up for not locking their door and basically forcing us to walk in on them ...so we’re even, at this point. And I know Matias is gonna ask for more threesomes. Especially when remembers how you looked in those pants...” Logan snorted. “You forgot to mark the lube box, huh? Well, know we can’t trust anyone but James. And probably Kitty and Mandy, even if Mandy scares me.”

[sonjatoang]

“We do, but you know their selection sucks,” Dom countered, a playful grin on his face. “I wouldn’t say that. I brought all our lube!” he chuckled, peppering excited little kisses along Logan’s jaw. They were in New York in their first apartment. He didn’t think he’d ever been happier. When Logan’s hand began to venture south, Dom arched a flirty brow at him. “I’d say right there but then we might never get around to unpacking.”

“Well, alright, at least we’ve come somewhat prepared.” Logan grinned, shamelessly proud that their first and most pressing need was in regards to sex. He couldn’t deny - and didn’t want to - that they had a very healthy sex life. He smirked back at Dom’s raised eyebrow, but nodded. “I suppose you’re right. Wonder if we can bribe all our friends to help us pack. Frankly, I feel as though some of us owe us...or they will soon anyway, considering who they are.” 

[sonjatoang]

“Yeah, about that…” Dom flushed, a hint of guilt in his eyes as he turned to look at his boyfriend. “A few of these boxes may or may not be my movie collection.” He quickly took the opportunity to fall into Logan’s arms and nuzzle into his neck, hoping he was so damn adorable that Logan wouldn’t mind he brought all of his DVDs. “We’re here,” he echoed, leaning up to seal his mouth over his boyfriend’s in a happy kiss as his arms snaked around his waist. He smiled as he pulled back, brown eyes sparkling. “I feel like I’m dreaming… I think you’re gonna have to pinch me.”

Logan laughed softly. “You know we have Netflix and Amazon Prime for a reason, right?” He said, but it was a fond chastisement. “I can’t judge you though. Pretty sure neither of us brought anything useful. Like, paper towels and utensils...We’re gonna have to go shopping soon...better to get this stuff in New York, though. He melted into the kiss, smile wide as Dom pulled away. He smoothed a hand over Dom’s low back, letting it rest comfortably on the curve of his ass. “Pinch you where?” He asked, flirtatiously. 

[sonjatoang]

“How did we get this much stuff? I could have sworn we agreed to pack in a minimalistic fashion.” Logan said, standing in their living room and surveying the boxes stacked around the room. His wardrobe probably took up most of the inventory, if he were honest. It wasn’t like he could leave anything behind  - Logan knew his parents would likely throw away any trace of him that was left. They still weren’t speaking to him, although his mother had sent him guilty looks every time he came by to pick stuff up as he and Dom were planning their move. But that didn’t matter now. They were in the City, in their apartment, together. He turned to flash a blindingly happy smile at his boyfriend, holding out his arms, wanting to touch him. “But we’re here, baby, we’re here.”

[sonjatoang]

“Yes, you are… Except when I’m sick,” Dom pouted. He really was upset about ruining their sex streak. Not that he even knew what it was - he’d have to do some math and figure that out later when he didn’t feel like hell so they could start a new one and beat it. “I hope so…” he said, right before his sister came in. “I would not,” he said before coughing a bit. He knew she was right. Without them he’d still be lying in his bed, feeling miserable. “Hi, sis. Thanks for bringing us food. Um… Here? I don’t really wanna move.”

“Even then,” Logan assured him, consoling. “But you need to conserve energy for healing today, babe. Doesn’t mean the thought of you doesn’t get me all hot and bothered.” He grinned and pressed a soft kiss to Dom’s cheek. He looked up as Clarissa came in, and grinned at her, silently sharing her opinion. Dom would run himself ragged without people there to make him take care of himself. Clarissa nodded and brought the paper bag to the bed, sitting at the foot of it. She pulled out the carton of soup and handed it over to Logan, along with a plastic spoon. She pulled out her own box of spaghetti, along with one for Logan, and set a loaf of bread on the bed as well. “I got them to give us extra bread...I was very persuasive.” She winked and tore off a piece of the bread, eating it happily. Logan half-rolled his eyes, but fondly. She was like his own sister, had been for some time. He opened the soup and turned to Dom. “Want me to feed you?” He asked affectionately.

[sonjatoang]

“Especially when you look as young and beautiful as we do,” Isaac said, smirking. “Mmf,” he groaned, hands tightening on Caspian’s hips as pleasure shot through him. If he had a heart, he was sure it’d be racing by now. “Yes,” he confirmed, sliding his hands up and down the siren’s gorgeous figure as he rolling his hips up into him. “Do you? You want to be my blood whore? That addicted already…” he teased, voice deep and sultry. He leaned in again, placing soft kisses and nibbles to Cas’ collarbones as they fucked.

“And we do look beautiful. I almost wish I could watch us fuck, I bet we’re glorious.” Cas moaned, long and sweet, tossing his head back and putting his whole body into the motion of his hips meeting Isaac’s. He felt the pleasure seeping slow and delicious into his veins, like honey pouring through them. He laughed, deep in his throat. “Sure, I’ll be your whore, darling.” He braced his hand against Isaac’s shoulder so he could come down harder on him, spurred on by the electric feeling whenever Isaac’s little nibbles coincided with a brush to his prostate. “God, this is good...”

[sonjatoang]

“I guess it depends on the small town… From what I hear they’re either full of the kindest people you’ll ever meet, or complete assholes. Mine was nice, thankfully,” Lydia said, smiling. “Really?” Her eyes widened in surprise, impressed. She was suddenly filled with the desire to find the nearest music shop and ask him to play something for her. “Well, aren’t you a man of many talents.”

“So they’d actually want to make conversation with me? Terrifying.” James joked lightly. “New Yorkers don’t know how to make conversation. We’re best at ignoring everyone else. You sometimes have to in order not to go insane in a city this big...” He pressed his lips together, shyly compressing the grin that threatened to take over his face, flattered and pleased. “Yes. I, um, I don’t really write lyrics is all so it’s - I mean, I haven’t got any finished songs yet.” He shrugged a shoulder. “My mother was very musical. So I’ve always been passionate about it. So what do you want to study in music, Lydia?”

[sonjatoang]

“Roughly three hundred and fifty years old. Maybe more. Who’s counting?” Isaac shrugged, tilting his head forward to kiss along Caspian’s jaw as the other man moved atop him. The high was slowly wearing off, but it was still present, and combined with the pleasure from the siren’s expert fucking, Isaac felt pretty goddamn amazing right now. “Mm, no. Can’t afford to have you pass out before you get me off,” he grinned, passing his tongue over the dried up blood on his neck, where he’d bitten him earlier. “I should punish you, you know… For ruining human blood for me. I doubt it’ll ever be enough, now that I’ve had the best.”

“Age is but a number.” Caspian laughed, the sound reverberating down his throat. He ran his hands over the curve of Isaac’s shoulders, fingers dancing across his skin, and it felt so good - especially under the water, the gentle current of it moving around them. Cas had made sure the bathtub’s water was not still, in order to more closely mimic a natural body of water. “Mmm, alright, good point.” Caspian agreed with a smile, pulling his hips back and sinking down again with a bit more force, moaning when he felt Isaac’s cock just brush his prostate. “Punish me?” He asked, half-breathless and intrigued. “Maybe I like it that you only want my blood...”

[sonjatoang]

“Someone’s thirsty,” Dom said, chuckling. “See, I have to take care of you, too.” He laced their fingers together as Logan’s hand rested on his, warmth spreading in his chest, not just from his fever. “Yeah, he will… But with what kind of news?” Dom really didn’t want to consider what would happen if he didn’t get this scholarship. There were no other options - he was going to New York with Logan and they were going to college together. It had always been their plan.

Logan grinned, arching a playful eyebrow over at his boyfriend. “I’m always thirsty.” He joked, and stroked a thumb over the back of Dom’s hand. “Good news.” He replied confidently, no doubt in his voice or mind. The scholarship fund would have to be fools not to choose Dom, and with James backing him up, too. It seemed inevitable. He squeezed Dom’s hand lightly just as Clarissa knocked and then entered the room, carrying two takeout cartons of soup. “Hello, my foolish brother, who would die without his loving family and boyfriend.” She greeted, cheerfully enough. “Do you want to eat this here or do you feel like coming down to the dining room?”

[sonjatoang]

“Thank you,” Dom murmured, kissing his jawline before his boyfriend pulled away. He felt a bit cold from the lack of Logan’s body heat, and he pulled the covers up over him while he waited. “I hope so. Then we can go to the beach, start packing for moving day, plan decorations for our place…” And hopefully he’d hear back about that scholarship. Any day now, James had said.

Logan took the pill and finished off the bottle of water, not having realized how thirsty he’d been. He smiled fondly over at his boyfriend. “Sounds perfect.” He said, moving back to the bed, sitting on the edge of it and grabbing a granola bar (also supplied by Clarissa) from the nightstand. He reached out his free hand to place it on Dom’s as he ate. “James’ll call soon, you know.”

[sonjatoang]

“It does help… You help so much. But me worrying about you won’t help… You should have some water, at least,” Dom said, pressing a kiss to Logan’s collarbone. “I’ll be okay for a few minutes, I promise. You haven’t eaten all day and you’ve been busy taking care of me. Take care of yourself too, baby. I feel fine. Much better than earlier, thanks to Doctor Logan.”

“Alright, sweetheart, I’ll have some water.” Logan agreed, having to acknowledge Dom was right. Not taking care of himself would just ensure he got sick faster. He gently removed his arms from around Dom and slid to the edge of the bed, getting up and heading for the corner of the room where they kept a stash of water bottles (that Clarissa had made them put there). “I’m glad you feel better.” He said, unscrewing the cap of the water and taking a long drink, before going to the nightstand to get a pill to take. “Hopefully it’s all quickly uphill from here.”

[sonjatoang]

“So are you,” Dom sighed, wishing he wasn’t sick so he wouldn’t have to resist his boyfriend today. When he heard a faint growl, no doubt Logan’s stomach being the culprit, he brought a hand to his tummy, rubbing over his abs. “Are you hungry, babe? You should go eat something, take your medicine. I’ll be okay here alone.”

“I can wait until Clarissa gets back with the food.” Logan assured him, sliding his free hand to rest over Dom’s. “I’m not leaving you alone, not for a second, if it helps you just a little that I’m here. And she’ll be back in fifteen minutes or so...” He glanced over at his phone, where the screen was lit up with a text. “She just left the restaurant.” He turned his head back towards Dom. “How’re you feeling?”

[sonjatoang]

“Probably because we rarely make it very far before you’re jumping me…” Dom chuckled, shivering slightly. His fever had gone down since earlier, but it was still high, still causing chills every now and then. “I can’t wait, baby.”

“Well, you’re hard to resist.” Logan replied, stroking a hand down Dom’s back. He wished he could just cuddle the sickness out of Dom, but he knew the only way out of it was through, and all he could do was offer comfort and make sure Dom got medicine and fluids. And soup. Logan’s tummy growled a little, reminded of the food Clarissa was bringing them. “I can’t wait either, sweetheart.”

[sonjatoang]

Logan smiled softly and ran a hand up through Dom’s hair, tucking him in under Logan’s chin. “Yeah, but we get to do that most of summer.” He said. “When we get you nursed back to health we should take another trip down to the beach. Before we leave for the city…”

[angtosonja]

“We do,” Dom said, smiling as he nuzzled into Logan’s neck. “And I love it.” He closed his eyes and sighed, breathing in Logan’s comforting scent. His boyfriend really was making him feel better. “Yes, yes, please,” he nodded. “Sex on the beach… Can’t believe we haven’t done that yet,” he giggled, slowly stroking a hand along Logan’s back.

[sonjatoang]

Logan laughed softly. “I don’t know how we’ve managed to avoid it. We’ve had sex in some pretty off-the-wall places. But don’t worry, baby, we can have a sunset picnic one of these days...” He let his eyes slip gently closed, relaxing into his boyfriend’s touch. He was so warm, but otherwise it felt just like how it always did, cuddling with Dom. Peaceful. Loving.

[sonjatoang]

“So you’re a baby,” Isaac said, tone flirty, voice rough with lust and pleasure. He hummed to himself, enjoying the way Caspian felt around him, tight and hot and heavenly. He expected nothing less from a man with such a perfect ass. He bucked his hips, a shaky moan leaving his throat as fire licked through him. “Wish I could taste you again,” he said, imagining just how fucking wonderful it would feel to fuck him and bite him at the same time. Well, there was always later.

“Oh, darling, how old are you? I must admit, I’ve never been with an older man. Kind of thrilling...” Caspian’s body curved forward over Isaac’s, hands moving to rest on his shoulders. “Don’t tempt me, Isaac, or I’ll force you to bite me half to death...” He groaned, feeling the other man move inside of him, which sparked him to begin to roll his hips in slow, lazy motions. “Maybe a little bite wouldn’t hurt...”