#illustrioussin

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closed to: @illustrioussin muse: kamari brooks. plot: based on this.

"Sooo... We just gonna keep pretending like we shouldn't still be doing this or nah?" Kamari asked as he rolled over onto his back, mindlessly staring up at the ceiling before letting out a soft sigh. "'Cause I don't know why this keeps happening."

[wcrstbehavior]

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Jamie was completely lost in the heat of the moment, his head tilted back against the pillows as a content sigh escaped his lips. His hand moved down the length of his cock at a generous pace, with his focus entirely consumed by what was on the laptop screen beside him. For the first time in weeks, he was wrapped up in pure indulgence, entirely unaware of anything outside the margins of his own bed. It was only when he shifted to get more comfortable that his eyes accidentally drifted towards the doorway and his eyes almost went wide. Framed in the small gap of the half-open door was Cassiel. His roommate was standing completely frozen in the hallway, mouth slightly open, looking utterly caught between the urge to run the fuck away and the absolute inability to look away. Jamie's hand slowed for a second, but the initial shock of being caught vanished almost instantly, replaced by a rush of adrenaline. He knew the effect he had on Cassiel; he'd noticed the quiet, but lingering glances every time he walked around the apartment. But seeing that repressed desire written so clearly across Cassiel's face was entirely different. It was intoxicating. Instead of scrambling for the covers or slamming his laptop shut, Jamie let out a slow exhale that almost came out as a moan. He didn't break eye contact with Cassiel, either. Purposefully, he tightened his grip and began to pump his hand against his hardened length again, his gaze locked directly onto Cassiel's. It was a blatant dare, a silent challenge to see how long the other man could keep pretending he wasn't interested. Then, a cocky smirk tugged at the corners of Jamie's lips as his pace quickened, his eyes refusing to let Cassiel off the hook. "You know, if you're gonna watch... You might as well join."

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not everyone could have handled him, sometimes he was a little too much for people, but he hoped that wasn't the case for the transplant. "scout's honor and all of that good stuff." it was clear that he was lying, but he was a harmless little joke. something that he didn't think was a bad thing. "here i was thinking you were going to say everything's bigger in the south." he snickered softly, also believing that statement to be true as well. "nothing like some good ol' southern hospitality to make you feel right at home." if hayes had anything to say about it, he was an expert at that. "now you're getting it. it would actually be rude to turn me away when i can help you finish setting your place up." he nodded over at taran, flashing him a warm smile. "i would love a drink, whatever you have is fine with me. thank you for thinking about keeping me hydrated." maybe city folk weren't so bad after all.