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« on: July 14, 2015, 01:33:06 pm »
Temple shifted so he could add his other hand. He massaged Cyrus's scalp in slow, gentle circles with the pads of his fingers.
"Yeah?" He'd been speaking softly this whole time. Something about the darkness and the nighttime made him want to keep his voice low.
And now? Now Cyrus would tell him he hadn't meant anything he'd said last night, and how it was only because he'd been drunk, and Temple would have to tell him that they'd just have to be more careful from now on because he couldn't deal with coming that close with Cyrus again. He couldn't deal with it knowing it would never happen sober. He didn't want to be Cyrus's exclusively drunk hook up.
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« on: July 14, 2015, 01:22:00 pm »
Temple sat down next to Cyrus. He nearly sat crosslegged but remembered he was still in a skirt and folded his legs to the side instead.
Tentatively, with one hand, he sank his hand through Cyrus's hair and gently massaged his scalp with his fingertips. "Good?"
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« on: July 14, 2015, 01:12:03 pm »
"Maybe I should have just taken it away from you," Temple said. "Be right back."
He put Cyrus's toothbrush and toothpaste within reach first. When he returned, it was with two pieces of plain toast on a plate. "Any better, yet?"
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« on: July 14, 2015, 01:07:58 pm »
"Sure." He rubbed Cyrus's back and just hoped that wouldn't induce a bad reaction like the kiss on the cheek had. "Need anything else?"
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« on: July 14, 2015, 01:01:18 pm »
Something loomed out of the darkness and came right at him, and Temple had a moment of alarm before he realized, duh, it was obviously just Cyrus.
Cyrus, who from the sound of it was having a hell of a time of it back there.
Temple wound his way into the kitchen and poured one big glass of water for the guy. He didn't want to turn the bright bathroom light on, so he flipped on a lantern flashlight and set it to rest at the end of the hall, letting its gentle light filter down toward the bathroom.
He set the glass of water down near Cyrus with a soft chank.
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« on: July 14, 2015, 11:41:46 am »
His mind had never changed. He'd always wanted that with Cyrus. Just...not like this.
But it was over and they could finally both collapse and deal with it in the morning. Temple went to the effort of cleaning away the eye make up and that was about all he had in him. He curled up on the couch still in his club clothes and fell unconscious just about instantly.
When he woke up, Teinar's artificial lights remained off. It was still the middle of the night, and everything inside and outside the house was all darkness. How long 'til Teinari morning? One hour? Two, maybe?
It was the need for the bathroom that woke him, so he made his slow way through the dark house. He managed to find the bathroom, and only turned the light on after he closed the door, so he didn't disturb Cyrus at all.
Coming out, he did the same, and had to stand in the pitch black hallway for a minute while his eyes adjusted again.
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« on: July 14, 2015, 11:29:34 am »
"I know," Temple said.
I used to sleep in it with you. But that was over and when Cyrus woke up, it wouldn't be with the mortification of knowing he'd done something drunk he would never do sober.
He propelled Cyrus in front of him and gave his back a gentle push toward the bedroom.
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« on: July 14, 2015, 11:04:47 am »
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Temple managed to hold back even with Cyrus's lips trailing kisses along his neck. He turned his head reflexively, giving Cyrus better access and arching into his touch, but he bit his lip and kept his hands stiff at his sides, hands that wanted to pull Cyrus closer.
But he couldn't hold back when Cyrus pressed his body flush against Temple's. A moan broke from his mouth and his hands rose to clutch Cyrus's shoulders.
This was it, though. Any further and he wouldn't have the mental bandwidth to put a stop to this. It had to be now or never.
He slid sideways, out from between the wall and Cyrus, and snagged Cyrus's sleeve to pull him toward the hall. "You can't even stand up straight. Why don't you go sleep it off? Alone."
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« on: July 14, 2015, 10:43:52 am »
Sweet gods, yes.
Temple must have had stars in his eyes as he gazed up at Cyrus just then. To have Cyrus crowding in front of him and his back against the wall. To be trapped there by Cyrus's body and hear those words...
He took a shaky breath and managed to break the spell. Mostly. "You'd..." Why did his voice sound so small? "You'd regret it when you sober up."
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« on: July 14, 2015, 10:35:12 am »
Y'all? Gods.
Still, it was a man's voice, and Shanthe fell into habit at the sound of it, schooling his face into a slight smile and flirtatious eyes.
And good thing, too. This one wasn't bad to look at at all. Scrubby as every other dirt-eating peon out here but cut. He had a body Shanthe wouldn't mind owning under those shitty clothes.
"Oh! Um...sort of? They put most people up in an old barracks. I could show you?"
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« on: July 14, 2015, 10:20:24 am »
Paris had to speed walk to keep up with Pilot Lockwood. He seemed disproportionately excited about this, to Paris's estimation.
"I know they offer oral sex and and handjobs. I...don't know the particulars. I've never partaken of those services."
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« on: July 14, 2015, 10:17:06 am »
Another sigh. "Why couldn't you have done this when you were sober?"
Not really a question for Cyrus to answer. More rhetorical. More aimed at the universe that kept screwing him over. This was all just part of his shit luck. Go out to get laid, fail at that, go home with the one guy he really wanted to mess around with when he was too drunk to accept the offer.
But since Cyrus could walk mostly on his own, Temple at least was able to get out from under his weight and pick up their pace. Thankfully Cyrus's place wasn't that far away, now.
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« on: July 13, 2015, 10:24:39 pm »
Gods alive. Cyrus was so gone he didn't even know what he was doing. And Temple was starting to wonder just how much Cyrus actually needed his support to walk.
"Think you can manage on your own, now?"
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« on: July 13, 2015, 10:11:54 pm »
"Huh, weird. Almost like I've been using your shampoo for weeks, isn't it?"
Outside, finally! Supporting Cyrus was way easier without the milling bodies of the club all around them. "Nighttime" in Teinar meant most of the artificial sunlight was off, the heat dissipating upward to leave the city chilly and damp.
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« on: July 13, 2015, 10:08:21 pm »
"It's just the scent of desperation," Temple muttered. He got a hold of Cyrus's arm, braced his own feet, and managed to get them walking. Hopefully the cold cave air outside would help clear Cyrus's head.
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« on: July 13, 2015, 10:02:34 pm »
"Well I know that," Temple said, trying to keep it light and keep the conversation going so Cyrus didn't do anything else he would regret in the morning. Cyrus's hand clamped around his wrist was sending unfortunate signals to his body, but he ignored that.
He sighed, resigning himself to a lost evening, and used Cyrus's grip on him to try and get the man to his feet. "Let's just go home."
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« on: July 13, 2015, 09:55:27 pm »
Temple allowed it longer than he should have. Maybe it made him a terrible person, but he'd wondered so many times what it would be like to kiss Cyrus breathless, and Cyrus had that grip on his wrist, that demanding, possessive grip...
It was the heavy taste of alcohol on Cyrus's mouth that reminded him. He didn't pull out of Cyrus's grasp, but he did turn his head away to break the kiss.
"You're so drunk right now."
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« on: July 13, 2015, 09:46:00 pm »
Temple wheeled to go as soon as Cyrus answered in the affirmative, but apparently it wasn't going to be that easy. He hovered, waiting for the other shoe to drop.
"And...?"
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« on: July 13, 2015, 09:05:53 pm »
This again? They'd already freakin' covered this.
"I thought we were past this," he said, aware of how long this was taking. That guy wouldn't wait forever. "Can I go or not?"
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« on: July 13, 2015, 08:52:10 pm »
How was this even a question in Cyrus's mind? Temple didn't feel like he was being subtle here.
"Yes?"
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