#t.james

[moonkissedletters]

- T. James

[unholyrps]

@boysofcharm​ | cont from [ here ]

james had to admit there was a little surprise on his end when this was offered to him, but now? he remembered what it was like being on that side of things. and as he saw each pretty face come and go he had to admit he liked it much more being on this side, safe and clothed with ethan at his side. “uh - he’s cute.” james noted as he looked over the other, watching as the man interacted with the seemingly drugged boy. “what d’you think he did?” came a question as he reached out to touch the other, hand running along liam’s arm. “I like him - could we get him?” he asked next, grinning a bit as he looked to ethan.

liam didn’t do much, just mumbled out incoherent words due to the gag and occasionally shrugged out of their touches. he couldn’t exactly go anywhere, feeling sluggish from the drugs coursing through him. no, really liam could only glance around or shuffle a little, eyes mostly on the handler holding him up.

[unholyrps]

james, of course, had a lot to say about this. it wasn’t his debt, it wasn’t his fault, so why was he paying for it? there were no real answers that came his way, just that this is what was happening. that a deal had been stuck, that all - or well, most, of the parties involved agreed. it was an easy out for his family, would rid them of the ever looming debt and fear that could come along with such a thing. so yeah, maybe james didn’t like it but he kind of understood it.

that, and when he at last came face to face with just who he was promised to? well — maybe this wasn’t terrible.

“have you or your family ever thought about like - not giving your money out to just anyone?” james said in greeting, brow cocking as he pushed his hands into his pockets. no hello, no introduction - he didn’t seem to care. “so you planning on putting me on your phone plan or what?” jokes, apparently james was in a joking mood even if there was a slight monotone to his voice.

@vanillaxirisxmuses

[unholyrps]

@himbosfandom​ || from [ here ]

james didn’t even fully realize what was going on. sure he knew what it was - but the current moment? he couldn’t see, his vision was blurry and his limbs felt heavy. the only reason he was standing was because there was a man holding him up, or moving him about. everyone’s voices sounded muddled to james and he couldn’t focus any one way. no, he was gone.

once the bid had been finished he was dragged back to the room he had been kept in, tossed to the ground to await his new owner.

“he’s got a mouth, likes to fight and will run if given the chance.” came the answer from one of the handlers, followed with a chuckle and shrug. “no refunds.” he added as he looked to another handler and the second man walked off to retrieve james. he returned moments later, hand wrapped tight around the boys upper arm as he went to mon-el. “need help to your vehicle?”

[unholyrps]

@minenxn​ || cont from [ here ]

james leaned back against the car more at the kissing, brows still furrowed as a hand pressed against bruno’s chest. he could have laughed, he was far from shy but this? “we are in the middle of fucking no where - this is fucking weird.” he stated, eyes flicking around as he thought about it. he didn’t know how he felt in this moment, and if he should be any sort or worried or not. “just cause you think I was looking doesn’t mean I was, baby.” he added with a huff of a laugh.

[unholyrps]

@galahadsrp​ || from [ here ]

“who said you should get it cut” Dion said running his hand through his friend and clients hair. He grinned giving it a tug before pulling the joint out of his mouth. “Like having your hair pulled interesting” he said offering the other his joint.

“you face looked a little judgey.” james said with a joking smile, which only grew in size at the little tug to his curls. “doesn’t everyone like a little hair pulling once in a while?” he added as he accepted the joint to take a long hit off, holding in the smoke as he handed it back. he then breathed it out slowly, eyes flicking over dion’s face. “but if you’re going to pull someones hair you should actually put in the effort.” he teased.

[unholyrps]

@ranodo-mobile​ || cont from here

the smile and the words? they didn’t go together. no, everything happening didn’t exactly fit well with a smile, and it had james slightly confused. “hey—“ he snapped lightly as his shirt was torn, though as his eyes landed onto the gun he fell silent. “you’re fucking joking-“ he repeated, heartbeat picking up a bit. it was like he could feel the blood rushing. was it good or bad, he didn’t know. but he felt something spike through him as his eyes flicked back up and his hands pulled the spreads of his shirt off to let it fall to the ground. james wasn’t exactly going to push his limits when there was a gun pulled on him, so his hands dropped to unbuckle his belt and kicked off his shoes at the same time. “this is fucked up -“

[unholyrps]

@clouudxx liked this for a starter → [ x ] based on this →  the walls are paper thin and I can always hear you having sex and honestly idk if i’m more jealous because i’m not getting any or irritated because it’s keeping me up at night?

At any point in his life if you’d ask James, he’d tell you he wasn’t the jealous type. He’d say it with one hundred percent certainty - knowing he was lying. James liked to believe he didn’t care, but he couldn’t deny he always felt a little tinge of jealousy when he saw someone he wanted to bed going off with someone else. It didn’t help that he himself hadn’t gotten laid for a couple days, and often found himself unable to sleep due to the constant thumping and squeaking from the room above his.

Sure, sometimes he’d just jerk off to the moans and other sounds, but usually he just laid there and got annoyed.

Which is exactly why he had left his apartment (of course only after he’s had a few to drink) and took the stairs two at a time until he was on the next floor. It wasn’t hard at all to find the right door, and though he had no idea if this guy was home, or if he was alone, he didn’t seem to care. James leaned against the door frame and knocked a couple times. He saw no harm in trying, at the very least maybe he could set up something for another time - or tell the other male to get a new bed frame.