for @hcneywcnder !
HE'S A BAD FRIEND AND HE KNOWS IT. he was only here at this loud, obnoxious club to help a friend get over her ex-boyfriend. he hadn’t even planned on staying for that long, but then said friend had gone to get a drink and a familiar face in the crowd had caught his attention. one thing led to another and here he was ── cornering the other man into a bathroom stall as he kisses him roughly. it’s been far too long since they’ve done this, and he’s hungry for more. the situation would be perfect , if not for the fact that the other feels too rigid underneath his fingertips. “ are you seriously going to start with the whole ‘ i’m not gay ’ routine again ? really ? ” he asks, a sigh accompanying his words as he pulls away slightly. perhaps he’d be more sympathetic under different circumstances , but he’s already heard this spiel plenty of times. he almost has it memorized at this point. “ listen. i’ve already told you that i’m not here to hold your hand as you go through a crisis of conscience. you’re a good fuck and all , but there are plenty of other guys here can fill your shoes. ” he continues, crude words spilling from lips quickly before they attach to his neck. “ now , we can go back out there or i can get on my knees for you. your pick. ”
