#sugcrtalkin

[stereosmindgame]

“ i remember you different. your brothers letting you run wild like this ? ”

[beingalones]

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it takes at least two drinks for oliver's mind to settle and three for him to feel the buzz. he's not a particularly heavy drinker, even considering the frat boy of it all. he likes a party or a night out a little less than the rest of them, but admittedly he likes them more than he wants to admit. especially a good one. and tonight is good. that buzz has been sufficiently reached and in some strange serendipitous moment, as he scans the room and he feels his body relaxing into the cushioned booth, he locks eyes with familiar eyes. it's not like he's never seen rima out, but their dynamic always felt like it had a strict element to it, like he should be pretending they don't know each other. as they lock eyes, something in her gaze tells him otherwise tonight. oliver pushes up from the booth, making his way through the crowd towards her without second thought. or perhaps no thoughts at all. right as he reaches her, the dj shifts the music to something smoother, something that emboldens him as he approaches her, hand pressing against her lower back in greeting. "hey." they don't do this, but apparently tonight they do, because oliver goes for it. "bet you dance as well as you argue."

[kvllerdreams]

as much as he wanted to form some type of relationship with her friends on this trip keenan felt his social battery draining by the time evening rolled around. never straying far from his girl's side he finished off his second drink of the day and decided that now it was deemed polite enough for them both to slip away. "c'mon dyl", homme leaned down to brush his mouth against her ear, "if i talk for another second about custom paint jobs on cars i'm never gonna get hard enough to fuck you tonight." likely a huge lie considering how attracted he was to her but it hopefully got the point across — he was done for now. sliding his hand down her arm he laced his fingers with her own, giving her a gentle tug as he smiled serenely at her friends, communicating their mutual goodbye with a slight nod of his head. everyone here was around their age, surely they wanted to make the most of this trip too? he for one planned on making the drive out here worthwhile by being buried inside his girlfriend any chance he got. // @sugcrtalkin

[angelsdvsts]

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" you're not going to tell him shit, either way -- it's not like he'll believe you anyways. "

[beingalones]

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as the door to his apartment swung open and dylan stepped ahead of him into the slightly crowded brick loft he'd lucked into two years prior, grayson hesitated for a moment. all of the irritation that had been bubbling up under the surface came to a head as he blew air from his lips, allowing himself a few seconds to feel it before he pushed ahead. the door was promptly shut behind him and he locked it before shedding his jacket. "you seem like you had a good night." he spoke, trying to sound casual and playful but instead it sounded pointed. he blinked, thankful she wasn't looking at him as he rolled his eyes at himself. "i mean, you were having fun, obviously."

[beingalones]

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"i'm choosing not to take it personally that you're looking at your phone directly post-orgasm." to be fair to rima, her phone had gone off several times and went steadily ignored through the last... well, oliver wasn't sure when they fell into bed. hell, he wasn't sure what time it was now, though he'd bet on after midnight. the arm that still cradled her middle tightened as he spied her expression. "you okay?"

[angelsdvsts]

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" i'd offer you a ride, but i don't want to get the wrong idea. "

[beingalones]

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"well, if i had known you were going to be here, then maybe i wouldn't have come."