Bryan couldn’t help but feel proud of himself at the way Hector groaned and couldn’t think of the words to say. He ran his hands over the other’s hips a little, bobbing his head and looking up at him through his long lashes. He probably would have smirked, had his mouth not otherwise been occupied.
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[ lean ]
[ lean ] your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together .
The day had been long and rough. There had been so much work to be done, and a lot of the grounders liked to just leave the work to Bryan to do when they saw him struggling. Probably because of the comments he’d made before, but still; it was a lot to do, and Bryan was exhausted by the end of the day. Grumbling, he headed to find Hektor, needing to just see the boy he was getting close with, and relax some.
Approaching the bunk where the older boy was laying, Bryan cleared his throat a little, watching as Hektor patted the bed them for him to sit down. “Hey,” He whispered out, hating how tiny his voice sounded; but he was stressed and just unsure what to do. He watched the other for a moment, before Hektor put his arm out and motioned for Bryan to join him. There wasn’t a second of hesitation; Bryan quickly moved to lay down on the bunk as well, letting out a shaky breath as an arm was put around him and he was pulled close.
“Thank you,” He whispered faintly, hiding his face in the other’s shoulder.
[ pay ]
[ pay ] your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )
Bryan swore under his breath, digging through his bag. He’d just had his wallet out, where was it? He was so sure that he’d shoved it in his bag before he’d left the apartment, desperately in need of some coffee to help him keep working. He’d gone down to the shop down the street since he hadn’t bought any for the coffee maker yet, and buying ready made made more sense to him. But where was that stupid wallet? Surely he hadn’t left it on his desk in his rush to leave!
“Here, let me take care of that.”
His head shot up at hearing the voice, looking a little confused until the other man was stepping around him, handing the cashier his credit card to pay for Bryan’s coffee, and his own.
“You don’t have to do that,” Bryan sputtered out in embarrassment, still digging thorugh his bag when he heard the chuckle.
“It’s no problem, I promise. I’m allowed to buy the cute guy his drink, right?”
Bryan couldn’t help but flush a bright red, feeling his heart skip a beat. “Cute, huh? Well, then yeah, you can buy my coffee for me,” He chuckled out, “I’m Bryan, by the way. Thank you.”
[ choke ]
[ choke ] to wrap your muses hands around my muses neck
Bryan wasn’t sure what had started the fight; probably something he’d said, he had a tendency to still mouth off about grounders and all, even after two years under ground with them. He couldn’t help it; so many bad things had happened since landing on the ground and bullying had happened in the bunker and sometimes he still just reverted back to what Pike had taught him. He couldn’t remember what exactly he’d said, but it had clearly been bad enough that he was suddenly finding himself with Hektor’s hand around his throat.
“… Didn’t realize choking was your kink,” He choked out, watching the other with a raised eyebrow. Maybe it wasn’t the right thing to say, but he was really just trying to lighten the mood. Hektor was one of the few people he had left down here that even cared if he was alive, and the last thing he wanted to do was completely lose another person. He watched him, just trying to convey sorry with his eyes, hoping the other knew that he was sorry and really didn’t mean to keep screwing up with what he said.
Bryan had to chuckle at hearing Hektor, enjoying the way the other man was so quick to praise him. “So hot,” He purred out lightly, looking up at the older man with a grin. He wrapped his hand around him again, stroking and leaning forward finally to take him in his mouth with a low hum.
Bryan shivered at the line Hektor made with his lips down his neck, letting out a low whine; the other knew his neck was a spot that always made him melt. He gasped out when he felt the hand around his length, moving his own hand to return the favor and wrap around the other’s in return. “Please,” He chuckled out then, returning the kiss and lightly nipping at the other’s bottom lip, “You are beyond compare.” He began stroking him, kissing him again before pulling away a little and letting go, moving to get down on his knees.
Hector nodded, lifting his eyes to where Bryan was indicating. “That room sounds like a plan to me.” he smiled, moving his hands to pull the other man along. He cracked the door and glanced around, finding it as empty as Bryan had promised, before turning to pull Bryan in, close the door, and shove him into it, resuming his lips and teeth assault on his neck. “God you’re so good.” He muttered, a hand shoving at Bryan’s pants, trying to get them out of his way.
Bryan couldn’t help the groan that left him when Hector pulled away to lead him to the room. He followed quickly after him, nearly stumbling in his haste. When he was pulled into the room and shoved against the door, he let out a low moan, tilting his head to give the other more access to his neck. “Don’t think I can compare to you,” He laughed out breathlessly, hands roaming under the other’s shirt and then down to shove at his pants as well. Once both pants were shoved down, he tilted his head to deeply kiss the other man.
Hector hummed, almost considering it. He ducked his lips to Bryan’s throat, biting a mark into the skin there as he worked to get Bryan’s pants undone. “I’ll take any opportunity to make you melt.” He told him, pulling back to kiss him solidly. “What do you want me to do to you?” He asked, biting a path down along his jaw. “How do you want me to make you cum?” he teased, snaking his hand down the front of Bryan’s pants, ghosting over his length.
Bryan gasped and gripped tighter at Hector’s shirt when he felt the man bite a mark into the skin at his throat. “Of course you will, you’re insatiable,” He teased breathlessly, kissing him back just as deeply. He moved his hands, trying to push the other’s shirt up, hands roaming over his skin underneath and then moving to work on the other’s pants as well. He mewled out and his head fell back when he felt the hand down his pants. “Uh…” He panted, trying to think and glancing around, tugging at the other’s arm, “That room. Should be clear. Or we can continue right here. I just… I need you.”
“Only my name, gorgeous.” Hector pressed Bryan back against the closed door to his apartment, thankful for the privacy instantly. He tossed his jacket off his shoulders, then tugged at the other man’s. “Over and over and over.” he said, lowering his lips to pull at exposed skin at Bryan’s neck. A hand worked pulling at the fabric between them, the other planting on the small of his back, pulling him close. “I wanna make you feel so good.”
Bryan let out a hum as Hector pressed him back against the door, smirking at his words. “You’re going to leave me so breathless that all I’ll be able to manage out is your name, huh?” He chuckled, helping to get his jacket off and tossing it aside, “Until I can’t speak anymore?” He licked his lips, tilting his head to give Hector more access to his neck. His hands gripped at the other’s shirt and then at his jeans, as if desperate to get both off and not sure which was going to come off first. He pressed close to Hector when the other pulled him close, hooking a leg around him slightly. “You always make me feel so good, handsome,” He purred out.
“Here?” Hector’s lips pulled into a smile, centimeters from Bryan’s. “We could get caught here. Any of your people wandering past. Any of mine.” he let his hands drift across Bryan’s too tight shirt, tugging at the hem. Hector pulled the offending garment up, letting his warm fingers drift the expanse of Bryan’s well toned stomach. “You really want to risk someone seeing you, panting and begging for me, all strung out on my touch?”
Bryan couldn’t help the grin that pulled at his lips, at hearing Hector’s words. “You act like I care right now about people catching us,” He chuckled out breathlessly, arching up against the other man as he felt his hands tugging his shirt up. He shivered at the touch, licking his lips and his face flushing red. Of course Bryan cared, he really wasn’t one for such a thing out in the open, but he’d also been working all day and finding a way to get someplace quiet and away from others was always difficult down here. “You wouldn’t want to show off your skills in making me melt under you?” He hummed out innocently, his own hands moving to grip at Hector’s shirt, glancing down the hallway and then back; just to make sure no one was going to actually come by.
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