grade a memes // @xerojager
“ I think this is one of those instances where don’t talk to strangers applies one-hundred percent. “
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grade a memes // @xerojager
“ I think this is one of those instances where don’t talk to strangers applies one-hundred percent. “
@xerojager || Weak When Ur Around
Ray stretched out in the cool sheets, half of them draped over him, half of them stretched over Josh, their legs tangled. The sweat was drying on his skin, but it was a nice feeling, his body too hot after all that. He’d get a shower later, probably. Right now though, he was going to bask in a good orgasm and good company. His head resting on his arms, eyes half lidded as sleep threatened to drag him under.
“Absolutely worth getting my ass handed to me.” A pause before he barked a laugh, grinning up at Josh, “I got my ass smashed twice!”
Looking up at him, Ray couldn't help but find himself mystified by the man in his bed. he couldn’t stop smiling, looking him over. His face, his cheeks, those eyes, his chest. Man, Ray sure did find his friend aesthetically pleasing and smoking hot, but also a damn cool dude. Totally platonic fuck buddies and roommates for lyfe, Ray was sure.
"... And I won't be sa- fuck you. You're not getting laid for a week."
“Shit.” Ray cursed under his breath before huffing out a laugh, the smile bright on his face, “Worth it.”
"You can't call your own boyfriend a slut. That's gotta be illegal or something."
“I mean.... that’s not what you said last night.”
"Kyle called me a slut, you have to fight him. For my honor and shit."
“Okay, but consider: you are. I’ll fight him anyway, but don’t let someone get away with shamin’ you. Own that shit, baby.”
"Raaay."
“Jooooosh.”
" I was confident for like two minutes one time. "
{ meme || accepting }
A slim brow raised as he turned to look up at Josh standing next to him. He looked him over, up and down, before he looked back out over the city. He was sitting with his arms propped up on the lower railing, and Josh was standing beside him leaning on the top bar. Ray flicked the end of his cigarette a few times, staring at the end of it, the city down below unfocusing into a blur.
Ray huffed a laugh, licking over his lips quickly before he side eyed him from where he was sitting.
“ Was that before or after she saw your dick? ”
@xerojager / continued from here
Michael might not be part wolf in the morning, but that didn't mean he didn't feel it. It clawed at him, leaving his skin feeling raw sensitive, half of him aching for a fight while the rest of him wanted either Josh or Geoff to make him be still. He always got too agitated.
"I don't know where he keeps his good whiskey. He hides it for a reason, dude." Michael folded his arms tightly, digging his fingers into his own forearms. "Find your own damn whiskey."