@mindlessnovamuses:
“I don’t think you realize how this works, honey. I’m only here for the sex.” Damien tells them, shrugging as he pulls his boxers on and looks around for his jeans. “I mean, I’m exclusively having sex with you right now, this dick isn’t going anywhere else, but we’re not dating. I’m not here to coddle you and tell you bedtime stories, or look at the stars, or count your god damn freckles.” Damien felt like he went through this process with them just about every time they fucked, and he had yet to spend the night. It was starting to get on his nerves. “Now is the time when I put on my clothes, then go home and drink more beer.” He huffs.
Casper peered over at the other as the spoke while getting his boxer back on and jumped out of his bed.. It happened every time he was here, where he probably liked the other more and felt more attached to him, then what the other did in return.. And it was all his own fault, he knew they were strictly just sexual and nothing more, but Damien had been his first experience in regards to sex, so the attachment and the hope that there would be something else there was still apparent.. The boy swallowed hard before he sat up, his back resting up against the wall behind his bed, too scared to really say anything back.. “Right.. i’m sorry..”