Jun 4, 2016
Oliver | Jason
@thebatboyz "Jason quit playing around and focus! We haven't figured out a single thing for the next event!"
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Oliver | Jason
@thebatboyz "Jason quit playing around and focus! We haven't figured out a single thing for the next event!"
@plentcous
He yawns, curling against Elton’s frame. “How come you never seem to be tired? You work all the time and you’re always totally fine. I get tired from the easiest things.”
@wiltedandelion
“My parents an’ brother went out to look at lights, and they realized a long time ago that it made no sense for me to go along. An’ since Spence won’t be back ‘till Wednesday, guess who gets to help me inspect presents?” He’s talking specifically about the ones he wrapped because, while they’re almost professionally done, he always worries that something is going to go wrong with everything, and the surprise will be ruined.
@indieconda
He’s all curled up under the warmest blankets he could possibly find, next to the other and making happy, sleepy little noises. Arms wrapped around the other’s waist, Oliver can’t possibly get any closer, even in the middle of his nap. That is, until he shifts, pressing his hips against the other’s side with a quiet little moan.
@plentcous
Elton’s been far too busy for Oliver’s liking, and he can’t help that he’s an eighteen year old who’s only other sexual experience has been on his own. Which is why he insists Elton let him nap while he does, well, whatever it is Elton does. They bickered a little until Elton agreed to lie down, and now he was curled up nice and close to the older man, leg pulled over his waist and softly snoring. That is, until Oliver’s snoring turns into whimpering against Elton’s side, fingers clutching at his shirt and his hard on pressing against Elton’s hip.
@plentcous
He just about runs into Elton’s office, pulling Angel along and ensuring there’s no meeting happening before he enters. Oliver can’t help but show his excitement, the dimples on his face showing more than ever with his happy little smile. “Elton! Elton, I brought a friend! His name’s Angel.”
Angel isn’t so sure about this, and he certainly doesn’t show the same excitement Oliver does. But, in his defense, he’s just scared. He had only met Oli because his sponsor wanted to make a deal with the younger boy’s father, but they had instantly hit it off, the artist and the aspiring musician. “Um... h-hi, sir,” he offers, polite as ever and extending a shaking hand and a shy smile. Oliver had been going on and on about his lover for weeks, but that was still no comparison to meeting the other in person.
“Um... I, I know you don’t like to be felt, but... May I just... I just wanna touch your face. Kinda get a map of it, like how people get to see you. I wanna see you but that’s... as close as it gets for me.”
@illusioniisms
He’s sleepy from a rather unexpected nap, rubbing at his eyes and yawning, hands patting around for the other. “Where are you? Gimme kisses.”