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What's going on, Christian? How is life nowadays?

Well, well, Damian. Who would have thought I’d see you again. Not too much, New York. Bright lights. The usual.

@ya-boi-damian

wetnsalty

It’s been fun, yeah. Oh, I’m sure. I’m not seeing anyone seriously at the moment, so no.

stuckuprivers-blog

Oh? That’s a darn shame.

stuckuprivers-blog

What's going on, Christian? How is life nowadays?

Well, well, Damian. Who would have thought I’d see you again. Not too much, New York. Bright lights. The usual.

@ya-boi-damian

wetnsalty

I’ve been well, working a lot. I’ve recently come back from Europe, actually, on my way back to California, but I’ve decided to take a little break here in New York. Don’t get your hopes up on seeing it again, friend. In person, at least.

stuckuprivers-blog

Sounds like you’ve had an actual smashing time. Oh? Now you’re just crushing my hopes and dreams. You’ve got a boy then?

stuckuprivers-blog

What's going on, Christian? How is life nowadays?

Well, well, Damian. Who would have thought I’d see you again. Not too much, New York. Bright lights. The usual.

@ya-boi-damian

wetnsalty

I’m mysterious that way. Fitting, you must be enjoying that.

stuckuprivers-blog

More or less. How are you? Been awhile since I saw your distracting, shirtless body.

What's going on, Christian? How is life nowadays?

Well, well, Damian. Who would have thought I’d see you again. Not too much, New York. Bright lights. The usual.

@ya-boi-damian

#ya-boi-damian

Text || Christian ||

Gabe: Hey. I got those panties you asked about.

Gabe: They don't fill.. i keep spilling out of them.

Christian: That's rather point of them.

Christian: You're meant to not fit.

silas--grey-blog

I told you, I'm fine.

stuckuprivers-blog

silasxgrey:

“Damn right!” Silas agreed with a nod, distracted momentarily as Christian merely took what he dished out. He took the moment to look the other over briefly, careful not to allow his eyes to wander longer than they needed to. His hair was longer now, but he still looked the same - just as handsome as he’d remembered him to be, tux included. Silas however, was dressed more for comfort in a baggy hoody and basketball shorts as he stood there, gripping at the door. Christian pushed open the door gently, and Silas let go of it, though he could feel the others eyes all over him and he glanced away as if refusing to make eye contact. However, his eyes rolled at the compliment as he stuffed his hands into the pocket at the front of his hoody. “No - I was going to make you stand out in the hallway.” He said, sarcasm laced in his tone as he pushed the door open further and he gestured to let him in.

There’s that cocky side grin at the others words, more than a little amused how little the boy had changed. Though it said something that the boy could pull off the hoody and the basketball shorts and still look as hot as the day they met. It was a little strange to have the boy refuse to meet his eyes. His mind flashing back to how it ended. Silas actually refusing the ring Christian had bought him. The collar had’nt been enough then, at least not at with the year ending. Christian stepped into the others studio apartment wit ha soft chuckle at the others words. “Aw, I would have been scratching on the door for hours like a some lost dog. It would have been terrible. You’re doing the right thing, letting me in. Otherwise you’d never get rid of him.” He mused as he walked in, flicking his eyes around the others apartment before turning on his hell to look at the other. “You know, the whole ex rules says I shouldn't say certain things...” he said easily as he tilted his head at the boy. “So I won’t,”

silas--grey-blog

I told you, I'm fine.

stuckuprivers-blog

silasxgrey:

Silas was in a panic, had been since the moment he received Christians first text message. Now he was pacing the floor, knowing and dreading that the other was coming to see him. Checking the clock repeatedly, he rushed to put his belonging and the like in somewhat acceptable order. His mind was racing…why exactly was he letting him in? This could end so badly, and Silas couldn’t stop the scenarios from playing out in his head. His phone chimed again and he glanced down, rolling his eyes at the words on the screen. Some things it seemed would never change. Another knock and Silas nervously tugged at the sleeves of his hoody. He hadn’t seen Christian, let alone heard his voice in what felt like forever. He’d forced thoughts of the blonde in the back of his mind, having chosen after everything to move on. But now, randomly - here he was again. That alone angered and frustrated him. If Tristan found out he was even here….Silas took a deep breath and pocketed his phone before he flung open his door, not bothering to look the blonde over as he began ranting, “Knew what? You are the most annoying…” He spoke quickly, trying to get it all out, but keeping distance with the door only half open.

Christian himself knew he should’nt be here. Not juts because of Silas but because he’d left that event early to be here. His was still dressed in that perfect tuxedo. His hair was a bit longer since they’d last met, now trailing down into a small ponytail but somehow it still suited him. There’s a little smirk as Silas opened the door and began actually yelling at him. It’s almost like he never left. “I know I am.” Christian said simply as he flashed that thousand dollar smile at the boy. Even after all ths time there was no way he was’nt fond of Silas. Hell, he still loved him. Christian gently pushed the door open more, before he finally let his eyes run up and down Silas. “Damn...You look just as good.” He teased as he finally focused on the others eyes. His eyes flicking over the boy for any damage. Any black eyes or brushed arms. Anything to give him a clue that Silas was’nt safe. That this new boyfriend was so much like the old ones. “Going to invite me in?

text: Silas x Christian.

Silas: Fuck off. :/

Silas: It shouldn't have to be "spun" in the first place.

Silas: ...I forgot I even had a Facebook.

Silas: Fine. Fine. But only for a few minutes. Then you have to leave.

Christian: Come on, you loved me tugging on that collar.

Christian: That's how my world works. You know that.

Christian: Welcome to the 21st century.

Christian: All right. Then I'll leave.

text: Silas x Christian.

Silas: It would be kinda hot. Happy?

Silas: Right - they would have spun it. Why not?

Silas: How do you even know where I live now?

Silas: Don't answer that question.

Christain: I knew it.

Christian: Because I just did'nt. And they would have. I would have made them.

Christian: Your facebook? Which is far less creepy than I hope that sounds

Christian: Let me iiiiiiiiiiin.

text: Silas x Christian.

Silas: I'm ignoring you now.

Silas: Yeah, and you think your family really would have accepted me? The artist with no money, support, or political background? Why did you turn him down?

Silas: Break my window and I'll break you. Can't threaten to burn your suits this time.

Christian: Just admit that would be kinda hot.

Christian: It's not matter if they accepted you or not. We could have worked with that. They would have spun it so it worked in my favor. Not against. I married someone who loves what they do. Not for who they are.So you did'nt have political cash in your back pocket. So what? Because I did'nt want him.

Christian: Then let me iiiiiiiiiin. And I won't break your windows.

text: Silas x Christian.

Silas: You wish I was that captivated these days.

Silas: You also know how much I dislike it. But my opinion doesn't really matter anymore. You really haven't fucked anyone else?

Silas: What? No. You can't, Christian.

Silas: I'm not letting you in.

Christian: The thought of you jerking off to me? Suepr hot. So yeah. Maybe

Christian: I understand you did'nt want to be the trophy wife. I really have'nt fucked anyone. I mean, an AID hit on me and I turned him down. So.

Christian: Don't make me throw rocks at your window.

text: Silas x Christian.

Silas: You mean my /lovers/ cock? Because I'll probably be doing that.

Silas: I remember.

Silas: Yeah....even though you don't like it.

Silas: ...I'm not sure if it's a good time.

Christian: I was hoping you'd say your own because you're captivated by thoughts of me.

Christian: It's not a matter of dislikes or likes. It's just what I have to do to get my life sorted.

Christian: Too bad I'm already in a cab.

text: Silas x Christian.

Silas: Yeah...it did.

Silas: Didn't think you'd judge me. Especially not after everything. Well I'm not going to sit here a stroke your ego. Thin walls, Christian.

Silas: You liked it too. Not like me, but you did.

Silas: I'm aware. I am. I remember all the times you left and came back because of family business or scandals.

Silas: You're not even in town. Or are you?

Christian: And here I was hoping for some stroking of some kind.

Christian: I did. I can't deny that. But we were never-...I liked it when it was you. About you.

Christian: What can I say? I pull my weight when it's required.

Christian: Right now I'm at the METT. I could swing by after? Or now? If you don't mind seeing me in a tux.

text: Silas x Christian.

Silas: YOU WOULD BECAUSE YOUR NAME IS ON THE COLLAR.

Silas: That wasn't intentionally planned. Hell, I didn't care to even learn his name the first time we fucked. And most of the time people call you Chris. I think Renly fell in love with another tattooed boy.

Silas: I thought you liked pain.

Silas: Maybe. Still don't know why you put up with all of that. Where as Briar always seems to do whatever he wants.

Christian: It is. Is'nt it? That meant something.

Christian: That seems like Renly. Hey, no judgments for fucking without a first name. Just offended you think he's better than me at it. We use to get noise complaints.

Christian: I liked giving you pain. Not the other way around.

Christian: Because my goals might as well be the same? Briar doesn't give a crap about the family name. I do. It's different. It just is.

Christian Can we meet for coffee? Just us.

text: Silas x Christian.

Silas: Of course not. Your name on the collar alone would be a total cock block.

Silas: I dont want to have to explain text messages from am ex, so yeah - I'm deleting them. His name is Tristan. He works for the art gallery that featured me. Yeah, I don't know what Renly is doing these days. Noted.

Silas: I think you're trying to read between too many lines. It was nothing special.

Silas: It's expensive to live in Cali. So yeah - stereotypical artist. That's me. Oh. I sent you an invite. I assumed you didn't want to come.

Christian: I don't know, I'd find it kinda hot.

Christian: Tristen? Every accidentally scream out Christian? Kinda close don't you think? Really? Here I thought Renly would be all puppy dog eyes afteryou.

Christian: My cock was nothing special? Mannnn, now you're just really twisting the knife.

Christian: Never got it. Must have been a mix up. Been traveling with my parents recently, I think they're seriously trying to make me the youngest congressman that's ever lived.

text: Silas x Christian.

Silas: I still have that collar.

Silas: Well clearly I have some privacy. I'm texting you now aren't I? I don't hang out with a lot of people anyway. I never did. You know that. And whose to say I'm even going to continue talking to you? Have you seen me? Everyone wants to have sex with me.

Silas: You should. Your poor cock is just going to waste.

Silas: Thanks....I've been using it. Got a nice studio apartment, and I'm actually making money off my art now. I had an art show a few weeks back.

Christian: Do you wear it?

Christian: You are. But he goes though your phone. Let me guess, your going to delete those messages? Give me a name at least. Let me check him out. You had friends. Renly. Well, I don't know that you will. But I'd like you too.

Christian: Ha. See? You just admit you like my cock. Even without saying it.

Christian: Good. That's what I wanted. A studio apartment? Look at that, living the artsy lifestyle. I would have come to your art show if I'd know it was on.

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