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“I think it’s a little unfair that I was tricked into coming to a Valentines day get away, hosted by the two people who are very sex heavy when I’m not going to be getting any cause of this damned thing.” James groaned, putting the breaks on the chair and hoping that he wouldn’t be bound to the thing the entire trip.
A starter for @smutbydaylight
Bang. Bang. Bang. It’d been the soundtrack of their nights for weeks. James needed quiet to film content. No one wanted to get off with some black and white movie about love and war playing in the background. Total boner killer. And it was clear enough that whenever James had someone over or was a little too excitable in his volume while filming, that his neighbor didn’t take too kindly to that either. The pair took turns banging on each other’s shared walls. And nothing was changing. If anything, it made them more petty, his neighbor raising the volume on his movies, on his already loud ass music, and James being more obnoxious with his moans. One particular night, James had been filming himself fucking a fleshlight and he’d been going at it for hours. The sounds of soft and pliable plastic squishing up against his flesh and fluids he was secreting. For once, he thought he’d be able to get one decent batch of content done before the banging on his wall started again, rattling his senses, completely killing his mood. With a groan, he threw everything down and put on a simple tee and some sweats to go and barge over to his neighbor’s. After a few less than subtle knocks, the door swung open. “I’m sorry, can I ask what your fucking problem is? Did I do something to offend you or something? Like, are you religious and that’s a guy getting off makes you so damn mad? Like, seriously, what gives?”
@tomholeand continued from here
James's back hit the wall with a great slam. It wasn't often he could find a guy to best him, but Blake had, somehow. It brought a triumphant smile to his lips, despite his loss. "That obvious, huh? Course I'm trying to rile you up, baby. That's one of my many talents." James laughed coyly, bringing his hand to Blake's side, gripping him to come even closer, intensify their kiss. "You're a hot guy." Kiss. "I'm a hot guy," Kiss, a nip at the other's bottom lip. "And I obviously want you to fuck me." He admitted, running his hands up and down Blake's back as made out. "But, I do believe it's your turn to ask me, hm? We were playing a game, after all." He purred, throwing a wink at Blake.
James Kim: a series of texts
“Fuck!” James cursed, he had been trying to move along the hallway, his hand seizing up as he tried to wheel his chair through their home, causing him to crash into the wall and have two very loud dogs bark at him. Both still not having gotten used to having a wheelchair in the house. “Ell. Elliott- help. Please.”
“ you talk in your sleep, ya know. ” james & levi
“I bet I’m real profound when I’m unconscious. You don’t have to confirm or deny, I know.” James snorted, his fingers absentmindedly raking through Levi’s hair. “I could talk about your snoring if you really wanted to get personal, but I’ll leave that for another time. But, just for the record, you sound really fucking cute.” He admitted with a grin, dipping his head low to his best friend’s ear, so his words were just for him. Levi always found some way to tease him, the fact that they found themselves post-coitus didn’t mean a damn thing. If anything, it was the time when Levi found himself to be the most ridiculous. “I just hope that I didn’t talk about how I used your toothbrush last week. Yeah, that’d really fucking suck.” James chided with a grin. There was something so scarily intimate about not being present for words Levi heard. Knowing the blonde, they were words that would never again hear the light of day, unless he needed to hold it over James’s head for some reason.
morning after starters @mysteryoflovc