[ They should be, he wants to say, because one killed his father and then stuck him with this curse for the rest of his life. Getting into that will only land Dom in a cycle of self-hatred, though. The next new moon is coming soon; he'll have plenty of time to feel sorry for himself then.
For now — he's surprised that a stranger is checking in on him, and he's not letting the opportunity to feel a little less lonely get away so soon. ]
I don't know what to do I don't want to kill anyone
Totally, [ Matt agrees. He also doesn't want to kill anyone, or see anyone killed. ] What do you need to help that happen? "Somebody to lock you in somewhere and bring food" is a method where I come from.
[ Well, that changes his perspective on the kind of person he just had a conversation with. His mothers — both witches — were taking care of the werewolf containment back home, so he thought he might've found a mother figure in 15 texts or less. Alas. ]
[ Matt chooses to move along to the topic that seems more likely to bear fruit. ]
By creating a ward.
Practically speaking, it'll involve sectioning off some area, a bedroom is easiest but I've done other places as well. I'm open to your input on what would be most helpful, but my instinct is to design one that would keep you inside for the duration, while only admitting specific people or people who know the password
[ To do much of anything, including the suddenly Herculean task of explaining how he feels in a whole text. Dom puts the phone down and tries to fall back asleep. ]
[ The phone buzzes with a notification. Dom tries to ignore it.
The phone buzzes again. Slowly, he picks it back up. It doesn't take long to answer the second question in his head, but it takes a while to move his fingers. The idea of having Teddie around reminds Dom of how lonely he is any time he isn't, and that's just so — sad. He hates this. ]
[That's - that's all he needs to say, or hear, and Theo disentangles himself from sketch books and a wine glass, pulling on a cardigan and slippers and setting out to track Dom down. He could ask where he is but instead he tries to use a little bit of divination, slippers slapping up and down the halls before he's sliding into whatever room he's nestled into bed after knocking on the door.]
[ Dom slides up until he's sat on the bed, sheets and blankets up to his hips. His body isn't so warm today, shoulders hunched, a little swollen under the eyes. Either he hasn't slept in days or he's been crying. ]
I might be a shitty witch, but I'm a witch nonetheless.
[And he's hovering in the doorway - question unanswered, feeling awkward. Do you know how stupid it is for him to feel awkward? He's the King of flirtation and yet here he is, wanting someone to like him and it fucks everything up. He clicks the door shut behind him, and scratches idly at the underside of his chin.]
I brought hot chocolate packets and tea bags in my pockets. If you want a warm drink?
[ He wipes his nose with the back of his hand, frowning with a nod. Times like these are when Dom's age really shows, not really knowing how to act in front of the one person he should feel comfortable with, the one person who would've been his support network if this universal game didn't play by cruel rules. Dom can't just go around whining to him about it, though, let alone how much he misses his mothers and friends when everyone's going around having fun, somehow.
(He sees the public posts and wonders if everyone's just pretending they're not from here, or if he's insane for being the only one who's unhappy.) ]
[Theo has direction. He pauses for a second, then gets to work - buzzing around, if not briefly departing to secure a mug and hot water - getting the help to secure him a cup of warm milk instead. He grins upon re-entry, packet of warm cocoa in hand, and he sheepishly approaches the bed. God, when was the last time he was nervous about asking to get into bed with someone?]
[Theo invades space, rather than sitting at the foot of the bed - he gives Dom the cup, then goes around to the other side of the bed and promptly takes his place next to him. He's not under the covers or anything, still feeling that buzzing sensation of awkwardness in his chest. But he can't imagine he's the only one.]
What d'you usually do on new moons? Netfl- uh, movies and chill?
[ Cup warming his hands — he only really feels the cold on these dates — Dom follows Theo with his gaze, moving a little to give him room without any sign of discomfort. He wants him to be close. He'll take anything he can get. ]
Not really. My moms try to get me to do stuff so I don't stay in bed all day, but… I don't know. It's not that I'm super fucking exhausted, it's just really hard to, like. Exist.
[ Looking down without drinking. Pouting, almost. ]
[It's - werewolf shit. Exactly a thought (and phrase) Teddie's used before, not that Theo'd know it. He's pulling from his pockets two more things - bundles of cookies wrapped in tissues. He stole these from some serving tray earlier, but never eaten them. He offers two of the four to Dom.]
Gives me a better idea of how to help, though. Make you at least get around and walk? Later, though. 'Cause I'm feeling lazy as shit right now too. It's cozy in here.
[ Regardless of the moon's effects, Teddie's scent is still strong in Theo, and Dom is so desperate to come close, nuzzle his neck, find comfort and warmth in the familiarity. But this isn't his boyfriend. They're barely friends. Dom should feel lucky that they're even that. ]
["I'm nice to everybody" is something Theo would say if the stakes were lower. A laugh, something self-deprecatory, indicating he's a flirt who wants to sleep around. But... he doesn't want to do that. Doesn't want to steer this the wrong way - or let himself be seen so shallow anymore. He shrugs at first, biting into an oatmeal cookie, expression soft. He's not wearing the glamors he usually does - save for the eyes - a sign he hopes conveys trust.]
I want to be friends. That's what friends do, right? Witches have to take care of their own, too. There's - there's a few other people in a coven here I can introduce you to sometime. I just know what it's like to be on your own and... I dunno, I don't want you to have to fight through things that way.
I thought I wanted to. Back when - when I arrived, there was someone here in it that I cared about. But he's gone and... there are other people in the coven I like, but I don't know if I fit. I don't tend to fit anywhere. I think it'd be nice to have allies, to have people wanting to go to bat for you...
[But he's not sure he really has that. As much as he wants to put himself into a spot, shave himself down for it, even - he's also trying to let himself go organically to where he's meant to be. He looks up at Dom, eyes a bit sad, but he's trying to smile.]
[ Quiet because he's tired, emotionally and physically, and because he can't imagine a world where this is what happens to Teddie, Dom keeps his eyes down for a while. Then he shakes his head softly, shrugging. ]
I wouldn't be in a coven if it wasn't for you. Teddie.
[Theo looks at him, leaning a little bit his way - shoulder bumping up against Dom. It's nice to think he was - good for something? For someone. He did good. Sometimes Theo forgets that he has any chance of leaving an impact on the world, when it just keeps recycling itself. When he is confronted by that positive change... it's nice.]
You're gonna have to tell me how the coven here compares to the one there. Got any hot goss on your coven? I'm listening. Especially if the gossip's about me.
[ Arms crossed because he actually feels a little cold on these days. ]
I don't know what the coven here's like. Ours is kinda... intense. I can tell you names, but I don't know if you're gonna recognize any of them. Probably not.
[ Read: if you recognize other names but not mine I'm going to disappear into the ether ]
[There will be absolutely zero recognition but, y'know, he's up for trying - just like he is up for slinking closer, being all coy about how he wants to lay next to Dom. "I'm a people person" translates into "I'm clingy for attention" every day.]
Okay, uhm... there's Jules. Tori. [ And he names the rest that make up the seven (I have to give the blood witch a name, oops). Maybe he... also adjusts his position, a little bit, to welcome Theo's closeness, looking at him to check if the names ring any bells. ]
[Theo is leaning against Dom - practically laying in his bed, head against him, lolled in a way to look at Dom eye to eye. He stares for a long beat, like he's processing that - because he is. But the blank stare continues until he frowns.]
I don't know them. Lame.
[Thankfully Dom spares him the mention of Jules' surname Bennet.]
[ Watching Theo, he knows he shouldn't — he tells himself not to — but Dom is so lonely and Theo's presence is like a weight in his chest that he can't reach into. Theo is against his body, looking with the clear blue version of the eyes that could get any favor from Dom, and he doesn't know anyone from home any more than Dom knows any of Theo's friends here. Why does that finally feel fair?
Dom seems a little... dazed, or maybe he just looks as tired as he feels, and his thoughts aren't at full capacity when he gradually leans over, lips pressing lightly against Theo's. (Teddie's.) ]
[Theo doesn't think about how whenever he and Dom are close - he might be having the advantage of a confused or tired Dom's attention. And maybe he shouldn't feed off of that, maybe he shouldn't use that the way he does - but he yearns so much for connection that the second Dom's lips touch his, he's pushing into it. His hand reaches to cup Dom's cheek and he's tender with the kiss, especially at the angle he's splayed himself at - leaving the leading in Dom's hands, reciprocating warmly to every bit of it.]
[ It's like he knows reality is about to crash on the both of them soon, and that makes him cling on to the kiss even harder; chasing Theo's lips, brows knitted and eyes shut, touching his face and licking his tongue. Had this happened in the beginning of the month and all self-restraint would be gone, but sadness and longing are in command of every other emotion now, so desperately hopeful that this won't end with his boyfriend's mirror telling him they can never do this again. Dom shifts his position, food and drink set aside, and slides his hand behind Theo's nape, angling his head with the softest whimper. ]
[Theo shifts - finally pushing up a little, turning in toward Dom, elbow into the bed and his other arm reaching for him. He slings it around Dom's neck, pressing into the kiss with a swipe of his tongue, a huff of breath between the two of them as he fights to keep on kissing without breaking away. It feels natural - comforting - and he wonders if that's fate or just his penchant for being a little too easy of a lay.
His hand slides up the back of Dom's head, playing against the short cut of his hair, a soft grunt against his lips before he finally breaks the kiss. He doesn't pull away, he just lingers - nose to nose, lips touching lips.]
[ After the telling shiver, the way Dom sweetly chases more contact and takes a weak little breath then Theo stops, the weight in his heart suddenly feels so — liquid. Pouring into every muscle, like he just realized he either drank poison or medicine. Nose to nose, Theo's fingers playing with his hair, Dom's expression twists, neither fully angry nor sad. Guilty, maybe, is what that is. ]
I like this too. [ Voice lowered, dumb and vulnerable. ] ... Am I cheating on Teddie?
[Theo's voice is soft - he's trying to feel this out the right way, even if he's selfishly wanting to guide it a certain way. But honesty wins out, and while he continues to play with Dom's hair - he shifts a little, putting a sliver more space between them as he fondly gazes at Dom.]
Do you - kiss other people, besides him?
[Has he asked this? Never hurts to confirm.]
Like, I'm never going to replace him. Me. But I like you- I wanna stick around you. I know my place, I promise.
[ Now is not the time to let a thought like but if he asked me to just be with him I wouldn't think twice about saying yes, because that makes him sad and — for some reason — guiltier. This feels pathetic enough while it's all happening inside his head; he doesn't want that to spill out. What doesn't make him sad when the new moon comes around, anyway?
I know I'll never be him, and he's gotta be your number one, right? I won't ever get in the way of that. I deserve a happy ending somewhere, with certainty.
[So as much fun as it would be to Scarlet Witch himself and steal his own life, he - he won't? Plus, he's got it pretty okay here. This is just selfish, wanting a boyfriend who knows him more than he knows his boyfriend. He's already got a wife and a good set up...]
[ Who knows how that works, but the fact that Theo can seemingly understand him so well just — makes Dom want to leap back into the proposed kiss. Eyelids low, he leans in, crushes their lips, caresses Theo's face one tentative gesture at a time, until courage guides his hands. Playing with brown hair, anchoring his palm on his nape, pausing to lick his own lips and breathe, resuming to use the shyest touch of teeth, he thinks: I missed you so much. ]
[Theo pushes himself up, rolls over so he's laying half on Dom - holding his face with his hands, breathing in shallow little breaths between bouts of locked lips. His eyes are closed if not just briefly half-mast, enjoying the warmth of a kiss that feels like a lover's kiss. He selfishly steals from himself the ability to do this - the person to do it with - and he feels like he'd understand. If not, who cares, he's not here to fight himself.
He nips Dom's lower lip back, just enough to pinch but not draw blood - grinning against his mouth as he slithers over him, hooking one of his knees between Dom's legs to anchor him close.]
[ Gripping Theo's shirt, Dom feels his heart drop for a moment, rolled on his back, so familiar with this turn that he barely manages to tell himself to not just let go. This isn't Teddie, but he's so close; he's as warm, his scent is basically the same, his hands are as careful and smooth as the man he misses badly enough to pretend he's here.
Parting his legs a little bit, adjusting his position with his hips, Dom pauses to breathe, to look up at bright blue eyes and chase Theo's jawline with a nuzzle. ]
[Theo loves locking eyes with a lover, when entangled like this - the way their eyes clip together, and he smiles as a result of that little thrill. He sucks in a breath while they're parted from one another, but then nuzzles right back - whispering words his double no doubtedly has before:]
[ There's a thrill there, making his heart go cold, because Teddie said the same thing, like he could see through Dom's hesitation at the time. Leaving a mark meant more than that between them, though, and he wonders if this Theo would understand — or care. It was an open relationship, yes, but they were committed to each other. The man Dom is caressing with his thumb, while trying to read his expression and not drown in that smile, however… ]
[He nods - he could elaborate on their understanding, how they're the same thing as Teddie and Dom; dedicated, hopelessly in love and yet open to do what they like with anyone else, balancing it all without jealousy or contempt. Theo, and Teddie, seem to just naturally fall into that role, it seems. He leans to kiss Dom on the nose, before tipping his head to the side and baring his neck, stretching the skin taut.]
[ The answer makes him feel like he might be in a dream; alone in some alternate version of the future in a foreign country, surrounded by people that all manage to somehow be an exception to the word person, and yet he's presented with someone who is his boyfriend in every way except the one that counts. They're basically strangers, but Theo might as well be making it Dom's mission to get away with anything he wants.
Confusion or conflict worries dark eyebrows, watching Theo's neck, hearing the heartbeat match the subtle thumps under stretched out skin. His mothers have sheltered their wolf well enough, and it's not like he'd go around testing his appetite for raw blood when he's human and in his right mind, but one day, when a different moon phase is clouding his judgment, Theo may have to test his durability after all. ]
Mmn.
[ A sigh, eyes closed, his mouth meets the neck with lips first, kissing, parting, sucking until it bruises, leaving a burning sensation when he uses teeth to graze, then threaten to sink, then pinch. His arms wrap around him then, greed and affection needing him close to ruin his skin some more.
[Even though he invited it and expects it - Theo lets out a soft (yet horny,) "ah" aloud between the two of them when Dom's teeth pinch tight. It's a jolt that makes Theo roll his hips, grinding against Dom's leg in what he knows might be an unfair advance - but c'mon, their first meeting had him licking Dom's cum off his hand, the least he can do here is grind up against him enough to get off.
He wants to say 'harder' - wants Dom to hurt him, if just for a second - but he bites it back.]
[ Later, Dom will realize this is just one of those things people say so they can wear it in the moment and shed it off when it's over, but Theo's words don't come with the clarity Dom's going to find on his own; they make the fog thicker with heat, leaning in as if it's possible for them to be any closer, bending his leg to give Teddie something firmer to rub up against. One noise under his breath, not quite a whine, is the prelude to his next attack, another spot closer to his collarbone marked with a hickey, teeth; licked only to be bitten again, teasing and testing until he does it too hard and tastes blood. Everyone should see it, everyone should know who they are together, everyone should know that— ]
Y-you're mine, [ Like a question that escaped his mind through a whisper, Dom freezes and cringes at the slipup, but only tightens his grip instead of trying to get away. Pretend that didn't happen, Dom. In fact: ] Mark me too?
[Theo's breathy sighs turn to moans when he feels Dom's teeth, the burning sting of broken skin - it's not like he can fight away the subconscious magic that'll make that heal faster than most wounds heal - but he doesn't encourage the skin to knit together any faster than it will, hoping to God it stays around long enough to be seen the way he wants it to be seen. He's grinding against Dom's thigh hard after being claimed, verbally and otherwise, a breathy laugh on his tongue before he nods.
He cups Dom's cheek, tilts it toward him so he can kiss him first - full of teeth and tongue, before he slips his mouth off, kissing his cheek and jaw, eyes closed so he can blindly find a soft spot to suck. He bites down hard on first clench, not enough to break skin but the points of his teeth leave deep grooves that he then runs his tongue over to explore.]
[ He looks nothing like the creature capable of biting hard enough to pierce skin, when Theo nudges him so they can face each other, looking up with a mix of uncertainty, anticipation and lust; fingers relax slightly as they kiss, tilting up to meet him, moving his leg to press and rub Theo's erection, moving his hips in small circular motions for relief. There's not a drop of resistance left when Theo shifts, head dropping to give him full access. The bite gets a gasp, a frown that isn't from the pain, and there's that dip in his gut when he's struck by the reminder that this isn't home. Thankfully, Theo speaks. ]
[Theo's voice is breathy but excited, and he lifts his head away from the hickey he was sucking on Dom's neck to look at him again. His eyes are blue but a darker shade of it, heady with arousal and an excitement that accompanies not only first times and experiences, but stoking the fires of whatever it is they have and are building together.]
[ A little breathless, a little dazed, Dom has to repeat that question in his head to get what Theo's asking, and then he has to think about where. Sometimes Teddie does it on his stomach, so Dom can watch him come, keep his shirt lifted as the spurts land on his skin, but sometimes… ]
My face?
[ So he can close his eyes and feel how much Theo has in an orgasm. So he can go a little crazy with the scent of him being so close to his mouth. ]
[Said with an audible smile, Theo has to coax himself out of rubbing up against Dom any more, lest he ruin it all by coming in his pants. Instead he shifts to straddle Dom's abdomen - knees digging into the bed as he pushes himself upright on them, shedding his shirt and unfastening his pants. He pushes them down his thighs, holding his cock in one hand, and looks back down to meet Dom's gaze.]
[ The time between Theo's answer and the next question is both a blur and all too vivid at once, hands instinctively reaching to brush over his legs, then rest in place, holding his breath when his boyfriend's mirror undoes his pants and his cock jerks free. Dom stares at it in a bit of a stupor, mouth open, the familiar-yet-distinct scent bringing back memories he only shares with Teddie — and the promise of memories he can create with Theo.
With a shiver drawing invisible lines down his entire body, Dom nods. ]
["When" won't be long - not when Theo's worked up, feeling heady and happy being the center of someone's world. Sex is a lot of give and take and he's always happy to be giving, so he's jerking himself off slowly to start - smearing pre down the shaft of his dick, hips gyrating forward into the firm grip of his hand. It's not exactly the prettiest he's looked - crumpled pants around his thighs limiting motion, but he makes the best of it.
He stares down at Dom, free hand reaching to brace himself against the bedframe or wall - fucking into his hand quicker after staring at the soft curves of Dom's mouth and imagining how his lips would feel around his cock. He thinks about the heat of his mouth, closing his eyes, moans now including soft gasps of Dom's names and a whimpering, needy hiss.
A little more. A little more... a little-]
S-Say my name? Say - ah, say it and... I'll come, fffuck.
[ Part of him doesn't want to wait, part of him can't get enough of how Theo's hand slides along the length, firm and leaking, shining where the precome was spread. The sounds, too, from the hurrying motions to the breaths Theo holds and the noises he releases, have Dom biting his lip, flexing his fingers, swallowing saliva at the thought that he could push himself up and envelop his boyfriend— this person's erection in his mouth and feel him come on his tongue instead.
He doesn't do that. Dom waits another moment instead, taking in this image, so impossibly real and perfect, and closes his eyes. ]
[No words left, Theo's just moving his hand, getting himself over the edge after sitting there on it. He's arching forward, cock haphazardly aimed to shoot his load on Dom's face; landing on lips and chin, then cheek, while Theo gasps one more time and closes his eyes tight. Afterglow is like a warm current through him, muscles tensed until he comes around, hand slowed to milk out one last dribble down the head of his cock, caught by the crook of his finger as he looks at Dom and witnesses the aftermath.]
[ A soft groan, flinching when something warm lands on his lips, chin then cheek, Dom's curled fingers dig hard into Theo's legs until he's sure it's over. Dom keeps the eye on the side of the marked cheek shut when he looks up, hearing Theo's heartbeat so loud and fast, still squeezing the last drops of his orgasm. Even when his boyfriend isn't his boyfriend, even when he has just degraded Dom, he's unbearably attractive.
Slowly, he wipes Theo's come from the corner of his lips, staring at his fingers. Then he grabs the hem of the other man's shirt, tugging him close. ]
[He's quick to agree, shifting down - legs feeling like jelly but still holding him up as he moves back to straddle Dom's hips again; grinding against his pants with his bare ass for the hell of it, before he's draping down forward to cup either side of Dom's face in his hands. He then drags his tongue up over the bulk of his mess, wiping it off with the warm flat of it.
Then he licks again, dragging his lips right over Dom's mouth - taking a side tour to lick into it, share it in a warm kiss. Then he's nose to nose, pausing before he finishes one last lick; eyes to eyes, gazing lovingly into Dom's:]
[ Little noises, short breaths, Dom closes his eyes and frowns like he's in pain or disbelief, the thick swipe of Theo's tongue like warmth that exorcises the bitter cold. He bends his leg, friction against his hard cock, high on the affection and arousal; Theo's question has to break through them before Dom can look at him again, pupils dilated. ]
[Theo stumbles over his words with glee, pushing up on his knees again - looking down at Dom, tongue caught between his lips as he readies himself - without lube if needed, because surely the heat of the moment'll be enough to make it bearable? He helps position Dom, gyrating his hips slowly, working to position the head against his hole. Preferably before either of them think better and back out.]
[ And for a second he thinks that's where they're gonna have to stop, except Theo is coming down anyway, moving his hips until he can feel the ring of muscle brush against the head of his cock, a pathetic look of eager desperation flashing across his face, still wet with Theo's saliva. Dom grabs his hips, fingers shaking a little. He doesn't want to back out. ]
[Breathy reassurance while Theo's head is somewhere else, fighting through the haze of discomfort as he pushes himself down - feeling Dom's cock enter him with a bright sting of pain and a feeling of dizzying fullness. He's still recovering but his cock does twitch, weakly, as he bites his lip and works to push himself down farther and take Dom into him dry.
The friction is a lot, but Theo's no quitter - little gasps half pained and half pleasured, whimpered in a way that betrays just how much he's focusing, unable to bite it all back. His legs shake, quivering against Dom's sides, but he persists. Oh God, oh God, oh-]
[ The deepest sigh turns into a moan, eyes rolling back before they shut, resistance, friction and pressure enveloping his cock as Theo gradually welcomes him in, legs bending, hands trembling. It's the new moon, his libido is usually at its lowest and he had every reason to think that getting Theo off was enough, but — but that's Theo, and every opportunity to be with his boyfriend's mirror is like taking a brand new breath of fresh air when he otherwise has to hold it in his chest. Theo claims he isn't good at magic, yet here he is, turning Dom into someone he doesn't recognize, between holding his hips firmly and the thrusts that graduate from rolling motions into quick and hard snaps, pressing his nape into the pillow with moans, with Teddie's name, with pleads not to stop. Dom loses track of time, loses himself completely, waiting for the climb to pool louder and louder with every wave of pleasure. ]
I'm, I'm almost…
[ Almost there, but not quite, and he doesn't realize the other unusual thing about how eager his body is until it starts to change inside of Theo. Stretching what was already tight, growing a little deeper, feeling more painful the closer Teddie feels to the base of Dom's swelled dick. The younger man doesn't realize how carried away he's getting until it's too late and the both of them are trapped; the look of alarm he shoots at their middles, then up at Theo, doesn't quite undo the fog of arousal that shows he's too close to the edge, and he can only mutter an I'm sorry before they frantically move together again, another minute or two needed for the first spill to erupt, then another, like he's struggling to hold it back and ultimately making it worse. The wolf without energy can't stop, not until Theo is full. Only then does Dom fall back, utterly spent, knot still wide keeping every drop of come inside his boy— his friend. ]
Fuck… fuck, I'm sorry, I-I didn't think that would happen. D-don't try to get off.
[ He's almost too exhausted to be properly mortified. Almost. ]
[If Theo hadn't just come, he would've again - it feels like he could, but he's dry even after his legs shake and he rides Dom through every hard, sudden thrust with the ease of a practiced rider. Only he noticed the swelling - thinking he might just be imagining it at first, with the tightness and friction acting up. But it keeps going, making Theo squirm, hands on Dom's shoulders with his fingers curling and his head dropping forward. There's a lull, brief and barely there, before they're moving again and Theo cries out just a little with surprise.
He feels full. Not just with Dom's spent load but with his cock as well, squirming despite being told not to - looking down with parted lips and a flushed face. He lifts his hips just a little, but nothing gives, and he lets out a hot sigh. Is this-? His gaze looks up to Dom, eyes wide, surprise over fear prominent in his expression:]
[ He gasps, a little ah of almost-pain when Theo tries to move too far, then they settle back into a semi-comfortable position, the weight of the older man with his legs spread on Dom's sides, filled with his dick and his come, accompanied by a vision that makes his ears turn red. Dom is already supernaturally warm, but with coming off sex, the exertion and now embarrassment, every physical tell is stacked against him. He might as well be a furnace.
Dom looked pained with humiliation. The answer to Theo's question is a stiff nod. ]
It… it should go away in a few minutes. [ He really, really hopes. Teddie started keeping track of time back home. Their record neared thirty minutes, but they were closer to the moon phase that justified such a ridiculous amount. Dom lifts his hands, and… covers his own face. ] I'm really sorry. Fuck, this is so embarrassing.
I would've made you get on top. My legs feel numb.
[Which is kind of hot in a 'I'm so uncomfortable right now, this might end up turning me on' kind of way. He tries to minimize movement because he gives a shudder from the base of his skull right down his spine when he moves just enough to rub against his prostate, the girth of Dom inside him still really noticeable. He breathes in shakily, holding before exhaling. Whoo. Whoo. Whoooooooo.]
What - what do we do while we wait? Rock paper scissors?
[ He deflates with a sigh-laugh, brows knitted and lips never quite reaching a smile, because that also feels embarrassing to do in front of Theo, especially when he's the one stuck (uh) in the worst position. Dom catches Theo's full-body exercise in not moving when he drops his hands on the mattress, lifting himself slightly afterwards, propped up on his elbows. Concern is a good way to push the humiliation aside, and is louder than the question he was asked. ]
[Not comfortable - makes him kinda wanna squirm around, and keeps him seated in that anticipatory feeling of slow escalation toward relief - but it's not bad? He's still breathing in steady, slow inhales. Rock, paper, scissors would've been a fun distraction. Instead he's staring down at Dom, brows pinching and - glamors on the fritz, eyes a dark muddy blue, fading and fizzling out as he can't keep up the focus.]
Unless you want me to dirty talk, then uh - oooh, you're splitting me apart. Ahhh?
[ An instant change in his expression, Dom puts his hand over Theo's mouth. Very counterproductive when embarrassment is what he's trying to avoid, sir. ]
[Theo does dart his tongue out against Dom's palm because he's going to be horny while basking in afterglow and a post-fuck knotting. He's smiling, too, because flirting and trying to embarrass Dom just the right amount is kind of fun? It's like he's stepping into a relationship that already exists (because he is) but finding he doesn't struggle to be here. It's natural - is that because of his inherent ability to slide up to people or because of something more?]
What about them?
[Blinking a few times, brow furrowed.]
Is - ah, sometimes when I'm stressed, I can keep it up.
[Snorts at the double entendre.]
Would not be the first time good dick's done this to me.
[ With the smallest frown at the wet tip on his palm, followed by the lack of protest from someone who's used to it, Dom gets a sharp reminder of what he wondered earlier — if fucking, let alone liking Theo, means he's cheating on Teddie — and sucks in his lips uncomfortably, brushing it aside. His fingers rub the saliva off his palm, curled into a fist. ]
This was good—?
[ Flattering? Still embarrassing? Theo could just be saying that because… Theo says the right things to make people like him in any universe. (dom isn't insecure you are—)
Dom shifts a little when there's a different kind of wet oozing onto his thighs and navel, after the knot starts to relax. It's going to be a small mess. ]
You let me cum on your face and then ride your dick. Yeah, it was good.
[He lets out a soft grunt, shifting - but still thinking it's a little early to try it. He just repositions himself, looking down, eager but trying to show patience. He can feel it leaking out of him and it heats his face a little, messy-filthy vibes keeping a certain heat in his chest. Would only be made better if Dom called him something slutty here, but he doesn't seem the type so Theo just keeps his eyes downcast.]
I'll uh, clean up. And... stay here a little longer?
[ Avoiding Theo's gaze, holding back a smile, Dom moves one more time, testing, before he sits up and holds the other man's hips, tilting his body back as he nudges him upward. He's still swollen enough for it to drag, but the amount of come makes the slide easier. His cock, a little too large, half-hard, comes free, followed by one last layer of ejaculate, like it waited until they were actually done to dribble freely. ]
You can stay. [ Of course he can stay. Dom is looking around, wishing he'd kept some tissues close by. ] Are you gonna be okay? It got kinda...
[Theo makes a slightly slutty gasp as he lifts himself up - and up, a little more up than he thought - and feels every inch of Dom slide out of him. There's a bit of a burn but not a lot of friction on account of the cum, so he just bites his lip and shares a sheepish smile as he feels some of it slip down his thighs. He puts one hand on Dom's shoulder, then tries to be quick in getting up and off his lap. He laughs when his leg almost buckles when he stands, bending like a straw and briefly leaning against the bed - getting blood flowing before waving his hand in the air.]
I'm durable, babe. Ah, be- be back in a sec.
[BRB FLEEING TO HIDE THE UNSEXY CLEANUP. He will return so smoothly minutes later, with a cloth to clean Dom up with.]
[ But Theo walks off as soon as his legs let him, and Dom sneaks in a good look at him through the concern. He should get up too, but he's suddenly overtaken by this… glow, in him, and not just from the aftermath of sex where his body responded as if he was one night away from the full moon, fully fucking his mate to exhaustion.
Flat on his back, Dom slings his forearm over his forehead, hand sliding down to touch himself with a smile, wrapping fingers around the shrinking, softening girth, barely wider at the base anymore, and obscenely coated in come. If this is what happened tonight, he can't imagine when the cycle reaches the other extreme…
Dom snatches his hand away from his dick when Theo's scent reenters the room, a little dizzy. He holds his hand out for the cloth, sitting back up. ]
[He laughs - seating himself (gingerly, just a little) on the bed before crawling back into the space next to Dom; his healing will kick in bit by bit, but in honestly - he kind of likes the residual burn and discomfort. Just like a hickey, he likes to wear it for as long as he can, especially when it makes him feel like he's wearing his partner on him too.]
I feel boneless, like in a good way? Boned to bonelessness.
[He slumps to lay flat; stretching out on Dom's bed like it's his own.]
[ And he made sure it was warm. Dom looks at Theo lying down and smiles, brows drawn together, before cleaning himself up. Careful, because he's still oversensitive, still incredibly hot in his touch.
Theo says it's in a good way, but— ]
… this doesn't happen every time. I swear I didn't think it'd grow, Teddie. I would've told you if I did, especially without any, like — fucking lube.
[Theo rolls onto his side, facing Dom - propping his head up on his elbow and looking mighty interested in falling asleep here. His eyes half-shut with a mirthful little look, he could tease him. Say 'suuure you didn't' but he doesn't. Because he'd much rather believe he gives hole so good it drives werewolves wild.]
Happy little accident. You get that reference, right? Bob Ross was like a thousand years ago.
[He squirms a little closer, their noses nearly touching. He pulls up the bedsheets, but then snakes his hand up Dom's arm - toying with touch, keeping a circuit of it going. It's kind of neat, thinking about a genuine first time like this. Of all the things he's done in his lifetimes...]
[ He clears his throat suddenly at the fat knot, unexpected and amusing. Dom almost looks down to check just how different it is, if at all, but ultimately keeps his attention on the man whose hand is on his arm, still teasing him with words. Probably not the time to be earnest, but… ]
... It was Teddie. For me.
[ He made a very conscious effort to say his boyfriend's name instead of saying you. ]
[Can he say that when it's referencing another version of himself? Because he does. It's still something of a daydream to think about - some other life where he gets to date a cute werewolf boy and worry about homework instead of multi-universal chase downs. He grins at Dom, very much unbothered but the topic. He feels his other self would be fine too? Probably?]
[ Look at him, pretending like he isn't suddenly afraid Theo will think twice and conclude he should back off, for the other Teddie's sake. He might even be right, but it turns out Dom is more selfish than that. ]
[He's okay with this, too. He leans to kiss Dom, slow and languid - arm over and around him, playing with the short hair at the back of his head; running his fingers back and forth against the grain. He feels so happy in this moment, he wishes he knew how to voice it.]
[ Please stay, he means, smiling a little dreamily after that kiss. His hand is soft on Theo's chest, leaning back in to nuzzle his neck, shoulders tense with how good it feels to be touched on his nape. Dom is too relaxed to be too shy for his next request. ]
[Said with affection, fingers moving - nails gently grazing against his scalp, playing with his hair as Theo squirms in delight at being able to now get comfortable and inevitably, fall asleep like this. In a dreamy, romantic embrace? Oof. Amazing.]
[ Well, they know when. What they don't know for sure is why the werewolf jumped on Theo, but Dom can't be the one who guesses it was for non-eviscerating reasons. ]
I know I'm kind of a slutty, horny piece of shit and all. This is like 80% because of that.
10% because someone made me jealous talking about their cool sorta beasty sex.
And 10% just... I dunno, if it worked before - it's not like a death wish? And it feels intimate. I like tapping into that with you. Stuff that... other people might not get so easily. I like feeling special, okay?
were you just gonna go running to that person to tell them you got to fuck a werewolf? [ Well, technically he already did..,., ] like i'm an achievement?
theyre 2 different ppl dom like i get that he smells the same 2 u or whatever but 1 is theo, who doesnt even know ur moms or literally any 1 from our coven or anything about us and also is like almost 30 and the other is teddie im not saying any of that is his fault but i dont think its unfair of me and jules 2 not trust him or be buddy buddy right off the bat
if some 1 who looks exactly like julian showed up but he was in his 20s and didn’t know us and lived an opposite life and had the same name would u just be like yeah that’s our friend no question if u couldnt smell him
[ And now he dares to apologize? Dom can't believe he's surrounded by good people, it must an attack on him personally from the universe or something— ]
I've been giving u time Just don't need u to turn around and keep telling me he's not the same Teddie like I don't know that I miss him too ok?
Were u even gonna tell me if u got together with him
[ there’s probably nothing he can say to that that won’t start another petty argument so felix just decides to leave it alone.
typing, typing… ]
i mean i wasnt planning on running thru the hallways 2 find u & tell u we bumped uglies or whatever but i wouldnt hide it from u i didnt write anything of that stuff on that butler thing tho & also i wasnt planning on hooking up anyway ?
[Switching to inbox from here, attaching an image of him holding his phone up (showing those emoji) with his mouth wide, tongue out and eyes a bit ahegao.]
[ He'll handle it, with or without company — stupid quiz calling him out on it — but it's undeniably better when Theo's there. Even if Dom sometimes loses control. ]
[Theo is right on the mark with his timing - scuttling over to visit Dom in a slim fitting shirt that shows just enough midriff over his jeans to be slutty before you even take into account the peek of lace at the waistband. He has a bag in one hand ("overnight bag" to some, kink & snack storage to them) and a bright smile for Dom when he sees him. Doesn't take long to land a kiss on him, it's an immediate greeting, before the door's slammed behind them and he gets right to work. Gotta run your werewolf boyfriend nice and hot to cool him off, that's just how it works.
And after a period of time spent on the bed, floor and up against at least one other piece of furniture in the room - they've ended up on the (thankfully plush) rug once again, skin slick with sweat and bodies panting. Theo grunts, arching his back - pulling out a shoe from under it and throwing it away so he can comfortably lay flat, grinning up at the ceiling before tipping his head toward Dom.]
... And to think, we haven't even used my toy yet.
[ He always feels a little insane when this phase comes around — like he's not himself, or he's too much like himself, he doesn't know, and these are the things he does to deal until it's over, orgasm after orgasm, month after month. Teddie knew how to handle him back home, at least, especially with his sigil fueling what Dom can barely keep under control without influence. Theo may not have that particular magic accessory on him, but he can at least keep up with the enthusiasm.
On the floor, dazed with affection, Dom is thinking about the lace he nuzzled when he got on his knees, now long gone and discarded somewhere along with the shoe. He leans in to brush his nose against Theo's neck, seeking warmth and the familiar smell, hand cupped over his shoulder. He doesn't really have any idea of what to expect — if it'll even get used today — but he's not apprehensive, either. ]
[Said with a disbursement of kisses, tucked in against Dom's neck. Even after needing a breather, he feels it easy to gravitate back toward him and the heat that radiates off his skin. Theo's fingers tug Dom gently toward him, back over top of him as he flattens on his back - wanting the weight of his body over him, even if they're not yet heading into the next round of rutting like wild animals.]
One's this... girthy dildo. It's pink and sparkly but - maybe I like pink things, especially when they're deep inside me.
[Heh. More kissing, more drawn out talk with a laugh:]
[ On top of Theo, Dom rolls his eyes with a small smile, wondering what the thing might actually look like, avoiding the bizarre state of being jealous of his other self. The closest he's gotten to remembering his times as a werewolf is through dreaming, and all of that could just be made up. He'll never have a way of knowing, not unless he actually finds a way to stay in control.
In between kisses, leaning on his elbows so he can play with Theo's hair, ]
Well, one's this little vibrator plug? 's got a few different settings, but it's great for when someone's riding your dick and you wanna make sure you milk every drop out of you and into them.
[Theo talks so unabashedly - grinning at Dom, a light in his eyes accompanying the clear comfort of being in his presence. He traces a finger down the line of Dom's nose, booping him with a tap soon after.]
The other one's a nice set of beads. I haven't used beads in like, forever, but I thought what the hell, better than threatening you with a fleshlight.
[ He stares for a while; in awe, almost, though he's also guilty of just being enamored and hopelessly turned on by virtually anything Theo says. The slightest twitch between his legs gives that away, with the mental image of his boyfriend emptying himself completely into Dom's body — provided there's anything left. The boop makes him blink and come back to reality. ]
I don't know what you're actually supposed to do with those.
It's sort of... enjoying the feeling of them moving, I guess. The pressure of inserting them, some larger than others... and then feeling the relief after you pull them out. Or when your cute boyfriend pulls them out, watching your toes curl every bead of the way.
[He's trying to make it as sexy as he can, but...]
... I could do anything with you and be happy, though. I just want you to know that.
[ The same pause as before, just with a different scenario, and Dom's hand slides down Theo's side until it's at his hip, then between their bodies, fingers brushing over his dick.
It's always there — the conversation he had with Sully, the realizations, the struggle to drown them every time they surface. ]
[But, he blinks, and finds himself wanting to rectify that broad statement:]
Mmmaybe not anything. I don't - I don't like being choked, that's the one thing I'm not into. Anything else's fair game. Is... Is that a thing for Teddie too?
[ He sobers up a bit, his expression falls, and his hand slows down. It's not what he's been obsessing about over the last weeks, but between choking and the other stuff, both are just as hurtful and dangerous, and so the answer lumps them into the same category. The wake-up call makes the door that had slowly been opening close swiftly again. ]
U-uhm, no. I mean, I don't know. We never talked about it. Sorry.
[Not bitter, just - if they haven't talked about it, if it hasn't been an issue... Theo has already spent a little too long theorizing that Teddie's some sort of good end version of him, no memories and just some version of him that gets to be a kid? Is it weird to be a bit bitter about that? Hum. He snorts humorlessly at himself, and shifts under Dom. Kisses his cheek, his neck.]
Is there stuff you have talked about, or... like? Besides what we do too. Like the stuff you'd wanna do together, stuff like that.
[ It bumps him softly, loving the kisses no matter where else his mind may be. A mind reader he is not, but the shifts in Theo's heart are perceptible up close. Maybe just not enough to make him question what's going on now. ]
There wasn't a lot of talking with us, honestly. Between his sigil and my whole… [ Special relationship with the moon, ] We just. Did it.
[ Pause. ]
I guess he talked about collars sometimes. Leashes. But he jokes about stuff all the time, so.
I hope he said he'd wear them for you too. 'Cause I would.
[Has he said as much before? Feels like he has, though Theo can't remember. He's too busy sucking a hickey on Dom's skin, pinching it harder with the front line of his teeth. His hand slides down Dom's side, tickling its way between them to cup his dick.]
[ He's not really sure how it'd work — as is often the case, between his age and the limitations that two boys still living at their respective parents' houses often had. Everything (and everyone, it seems) is available here, though, and even his boyfriend's mirror has the advantage of age and apparently unlimited experience.
He shifts his hips softly, tellingly. Warm in his chest, wet where Theo's mouth left another mark. Dom adjusts them both, holds Theo's face in a way that's not quite tender. ]
You ready to go again? Then get the vibrator thing. I wanna ride you.
Yeah - yeah, okay. Can you reach my bag? Actually, I got it - let's do this one on the bed.
[Love the rug, love the kink of the floor but for the sake of his tailbone and Dom's knees... Theo regretfully nudges Dom to move over so he can go collect the toy; fair shaped plug, which he shows off by wiggling it from its flared base. He offers Dom the remote, a tiny little thing with a selection of buttons. The future is fun, Dom. Honest.]
[ On his feet, following Theo along naked and with the first signs of arousal hanging between his legs, he keeps his hands affectionate and relatively tame until Theo is back on the bed, handing it over to him. Curious, he tests the settings before putting it anywhere near his boyfriend, frown both curious and skeptical, depending on the angle he's being looked at. Telling Theo to lie down Dom crawls after him and between his legs, looking at him before he looks down, a little more lube at the ready before he slides the thing inside, one inch at a time. ]
[Theo doesn't say that somehow it feels better this way, watching Dom insert the toy into him - feeling it with a soft shiver and a gentle lift of his hips. Once it's settled in him, he'll be reaching for Dom, though he doesn't pull him to straddle him just yet. First:]
Play around with the - the settings, if you want. You can see which ones I like.
[ Dom pays particular attention to it, how it slips inside; needless to say it's different, getting to see him open a little wider for it, as opposed to being too caught up on how good it feels when he's tight around Dom's cock. Curiosity comes with its own thrill, and he looks away when Theo speaks up again. The remote will probably be the awkward part on his end, trying on the different speeds and intensities, each at a time, testing the alternating rhythms, checking with his boyfriend for feedback because he has close to no idea what he's doing. Comical, in some places, but he's also wrapping his hand around himself to pump slowly while he watches Theo writhe and sigh. When he strikes one that gets a pointed reaction, ]
[It's - doing something for him, but not enough that it'll carry him away. Some of the vibrations were a little too severe; things he'd be happy to fuck himself with and get it over with, but not ideal for having yet to feel his boyfriend straddle his hips. Theo's face is nonetheless flushed with color, leg twitching and toes curling every so often - hand outstretched for Dom when he can't quite feel like waiting anymore.]
One day- one day, I'm gonna put that in your pocket. And you're - you're gonna have it all day, just to make me weak in the knees. At breakfast. At dinner. Oh, ah - Dom, I can't wait to fuck you. You ready?
[ A smile, thinking that's probably never gonna happen, it sounds too ridiculous — and then he's reaching for Theo's hand, getting on top of him with one leg to each side. Remote aside, he pours more lube from the small bottle, slicks up Theo's dick with warm hands, stands on his knees and lowers himself, fingers behind him tucking his boyfriend's shaft against his hole. And then he stops. ]
[Theo's laughing - breathy and grinning, but also desperate to feel Dom on top of him - his arms are outstretched, grabbing and kneading at Dom's thighs and hips, while he pushes his own upward to try and get his way inside him. It's a little strange to do with a toy inside him, keeping a flush on his face the whole way through:]
[ Dom is feeling lighter than he thought he would, a sense of satisfaction radiating at Theo's impatience, feeling the head of his cock bump against his entrance before Dom finally follows. He sinks with an open-mouthed sigh that becomes a small grunt; it hurts, but never enough to make him want to stop, gradually coming down until he's sitting on Theo's legs again, full and so tight. He flexes around him, screws up his expression even though it feels better than it ever is uncomfortable, then moves his hips, hands on his boyfriend's chest. ]
[Breathy, smiling through his own almost-pained sort of pleasure, Theo's grinning up at Dom; he loves the way he feels, the tight warmth of him around his cock. The inevitable friction that accompanies either of them shifting - and, of course, the ability to meet gaze.]
[ He feels Theo's heat inside, spreading, imposing, moving up into him any time Dom tilts his hips back down. It rubs against the right spot, making Dom's erection feel all the more pronounced with the pulse of arousal, wondering if it's possible to get any harder—
(It is, just not the way they are now.)
The pads of his fingers press down on Theo's chest, a scratch-like motion without using nails, watching the lines of white they leave on skin until blood fills its color back in. There's so much he wants to say before his mind goes blank, before he's transfixed on his boyfriend's eyes and angling his head, looking wanton. Slow rolls, hips pressing forward, shuddering with a tighter clench around Theo's dick. ]
It hurts, [ He breathes out, like he's daydreaming. ] It's so good, Teddie. You're gonna come inside me, right?
[The things Theo says when they're in the throes of things - baby you're so tight, I wanna fill you up, make you leak come out in whimpered, horny tones. He's nodding his head, kneading his hand against Dom's thigh as he savors the feeling of Dom moving - every little shift of his hips, every clench around his cock. It's all the more sexy by the fullness of the toy, making Theo just ever so slightly uncomfortable too - moaning gently when they move the right way.]
After - After I come in you - you gotta give me a pearl necklace, okay? I wanna feel you all over my skin.
[ Everything gets a response, increasingly lost in the ecstasy of it; you're so big; you're gonna leave me full, right?; I wanna keep it, I wanna feel it later; little fantasies that he breathes out without thought, nodding just as carelessly when Theo voices his next request. Dom falls short of saying he'll come anywhere he wants him to, just as long as he gets to have him like this all the time, moving his hips and shuddering when friction leads to a deep press against the best spot. It makes him falter, mouth relaxed and brows knitted, moving their bodies together more insistently. ]
I-I wish you could knot.
[ One more added to the pile of blurted out daydreams, frown deepening. Maybe the wrong thing to say, but he goes on just in case, ]
Then... then I'd have to keep you here until you were done.
[Theo's voice is breathy - like that's definitely a daydream that's helping him out, his hand around the base of Dom's dick to gently pump him. He wants to savor this feeling of... tantric sex, drawing out that feeling of pleasure with the hope of it continuing to stretch on and on.]
Guess we'll just have to make do with your knot, then. That's one of my favorite parts, you know? When - ah, when... we're just stuck like that after. I get to keep you in me like that.
[ That gets a dreamy sigh, eyes shut as he tilts his hips forward, eagerly into the hand, making Theo slide out before he sits back down to the hilt, finding a new rhythm for them. ]
It is?
[ Palms on his own thighs, on Theo's stomach, seeking any kind of touch. He looks down, watches his dick move past the ring of his boyfriend's fingers, lips parted. ]
I think... I think I like watching it drip out of you after. You make me come so much, Teddie. I wanna make you come like that, too.
[More moan than reply, Theo's smile is still wickedly wide - he has and forever always will love listening to someone tell him what their favorite things he does are. Especially if it's him doing something slutty or hot, and them clearly into it when they tell him so that he can most definitely do it again. He rolls his hips a little, body full of endorphins.]
I like that too. Being made a mess of, yeah - you really run down my thighs, don't you?
[Breathy, with another sighing moan.]
Remember when you licked me clean? Fuck, Dom, that- that was...
[ It makes him shudder, makes his cock jerk in Theo's hand, a line of precome shining down to the crown and a finger, muscles tense enough to threaten to turn sore. Dom spreads his legs on the next roll of his hips, tightens the pressure around Theo's length, relentless and hungry. One memory after the other, one loss of control followed by the next, fueling the climb that's threatening to spill over at any moment. Panting, thoughts melting into sensations, ]
You're gonna— you're gonna come inside me, hard. After I come on you, you're gonna lick me clean and make me do it again. Got it?
[ It wouldn't take him long to climax twice in such a short amount of time. He's been trying not to for the past minutes already. ]
[What a pleasant, pleasant thought. Theo's eyes are wide and alight with a horny desire to do just that - and he nods, vehemently. He grips Dom's hips and rolls up hard, finding himself breathy as he tears himself away from drawing it out to instead trying to focus on getting off. It's not hard when Dom's body is so warm and tight, and when they move together like two pieces of the same puzzle. He gasps, and begs:]
Move a little - little harder, just, yeah, like that. Do that, do that and... I'll - oh, fuck.
[ About to do it, too, and trying really hard not to. Theo asked him for a pearl necklace and he wants to give it to him, but his cock is twitching and standing stiff with each thrust, threatening to sprint to that orgasm unless he focuses. The slightest slip up and he'll lose himself completely.
He curls his fingers, pressing into his boyfriend's skin. ]
[Just a gasp, quick and sudden, and that's all Theo needs to let his head loll back and his whole body to feel like it's just been submerged in warm waves of water. His hips roll up, a rhythm of little pulse-like movements in the wake of his orgasm. He groans, soft and drawn out, murmuring:]
[ He knows it the moment it's happening, feeling the pulse of each spurt inside him, mouth dropped like it's the future echo of his own orgasm.
When Theo is done, Dom lifts himself to stand on his knees, the sensation of his girth lingering even after he fully slips out, standing on his knees to get closer to his chest. Hand wrapped around his own cock, Dom gasps and moans, pumps himself quickly, heat building into tension that finally snaps and leaves a mess of thick white on his boyfriend's collarbone and neck, dangerously close to his chin. He has to lean over by the end, grab the headboard for support, squeezing the last droplets with a few more strokes. ]
[Teddie likes being degraded sometimes. There's this art to it - an intimate sort of art, where he gets to be something for them to watch and admire. But in this case, there's a little something else mixed into it. He gets to feel watched and wanted, marked by Dom - and for some odd reason that's really, really hot right now. Turning Dom's possessive feelings into a kink is probably unhealthy but he doesn't really care.
Breathless, he waits until Dom's done, feeling the slip of some of his cum down his neck and he blinks open half-closed eyes to grin up at him.]
Yeah. Do I look good? You should - you should take a picture.
[ Breathing hard, warmth in his cheeks and smile, he leans away from the headboard and drops to the side, ready to be lazy — unless Theo remembers Dom's pre-nut demand, because he wouldn't say no to keep going. He's probably going to even if Theo walks off or goes to sleep; the upcoming full moon has his body's needs amplified, and it wouldn't be the first time Dom masturbated while Teddie took a break. ]
For real? Oh, hey - you wanna take that thing out?
Mmmm, after you- after you take a pic. So you know it was in me still whenever you look at it.
[Theo's got a still-horny glint to his eye, even as he's lolling his head back and enjoying the nearly too-much sensation post-coming. There's just something about Dom marking him up that's so inherently hot that he does want this preserved. However messy and probably only hot to them that it'll be.]
Then you can flip me over and keep going, if you're up for it.
[ Beaming, Dom watches Theo for another moment and finally searches for his phone, taking a photo, laughing because this is fucking hot and a little silly. This one's going to be responsible for Dom taking several breaks to get himself off, he's sure. Just looking at it now is already working.
Once he gets Teddie's approval, the toy comes out; after that, he grabs him by the shoulder, covers him in kisses and turns him around to fuck his boyfriend until, ideally, there's no more come left in this body to fill him with. ]
U don't get it We fucked up a spell Everyone who comes near me wants to hurt me because of my sigil They all get angry no matter what I'm doing and then I get angry too It even got to u
[ Well, he's - anxious, and frustrated enough that there's just a few pieces of furniture left for him to throw at this point, but there isn't really a part of him that would want to destroy property over anything Theo's done, specifically. He supposes that means something. ]
day after the full moon. you had a thing going, i had my thing going i went to tell you and then it was... you know... a fight instead i wonder if it's my fault too like am i amplifying your sigil any?
[ And he's getting upset now, even though Theo just told him why it wasn't brought up before. Still, he should've — he had to have said something beforehand, right? (Except Dom never told him what he was doing either. Ugh.) ]
It's fucking everything up I doubt it's u How powerful are u now?
before I would try to do things and I'd have to try 150% the energy for like 20% the reward this feels like... so easy now? like how i'd imagine it feels to take adhd meds. or take off a cockring idk
[ there are no checkmarks here; the phone has been abandoned while he continues to trash his room in a severe overaction to the chat with Julian. He'd have a hard time typing with these claws, anyway. ]
[Is it a good idea to go back to close proximity with someone you know is radiating fight vibes? No, and he knows it! He fucking knows it. And yet he still packs up what he's doing and goes to find Dom, phone in his back pocket and his sense of divination leading the way. It's some foolish thought in his head that maybe he can counteract the sigil somehow - calm him down, calm it down?
He knocks on the door, but doesn't wait. He tries it immediately after, intent to enter.]
[ First something crashes against the wall near the door, deliberately missing Theo; then a growl that sounds like a human no! fighting its way out of a beast's throat, a silhouette ducking behind the massive bed to make himself as small as possible sitting on the floor. The room is a mess, redecorated by someone with more strength than self-control, more ire than the power to keep it in check. Immediately the sigil's effects permeate anyone who comes close enough to the boy on the floor, shaking because he's either cold (Dom is never cold), angry or scared. All of his exposed skin seems to have a hint of pink, human hands clutching and hiding his head with grotesque claws. ]
Y-you need to, you need—you need to leave.
[ Something off about his words, too. His fangs are getting in the way. ]
[It sounds more irritated than it should, but it's like the warm air of a just-opened stove; the sigil's energy washes over Theo almost immediately, yet he pushes through and into the room toward Dom. He tries to steady himself, as if his own magic might calm his own temper, if not helping Dom with his. He doesn't know what he's looking at at first, but he crouches low. He reaches out to touch Dom.]
No, [ A whimper-moan, twitching away from his boyfriend's touch, the voice of someone who's either been crying for too long or has held back tears so much it hurts. Dom looks deformed, too-sharp teeth sticking from the corners of his lips, dark irises covering his sclera. He's so sure Theo is going to start yelling at him, just like everybody else, start breaking whatever's left in this room, say things he doesn't mean but knows exactly how much they hurt. Wrath is never just about the anger — there has to be retribution in it, too. ] You're going to get mad. You're gonna yell at me, hurt me, and I—I'm going to hurt you too.
Even if that happens, it's not your fault. It's not -
[He's solidifying his tongue, hand to Dom's shoulder, that minty green cool breeze of magic trying to make its way into him. It won't be enough to safeguard them but for this moment he hopes it'll give them the clarity they need to connect. He's searching Dom's face, seeing the changes, wondering with a drop of his gut what it means - but most importantly:]
I'm here for you. Whatever you need from me. Yell at me, I don't care. I love you. Even if I yell back - I love you. Whatever happens, that doesn't change. You're not alone and you'll never be.
[ His heavy breathing not as sharp, letting Theo's newfound increased power work its way through, the same way Teddie's — to some extent, his mothers' — spells would, when their son felt himself getting too much out of control. There isn't talks of medication in his time like there is for someone like Theo, or the many others living in the equivalent of Saltburn's future, not its past, so it's really all he can cling to, and it's still not enough. Not right now, when Saltburn itself has taken the rot of the Wrath sigil and made it exponentially more infectious. Dom reaches across his own chest to grab Theo's arm, urgency in his quasi-mirror eyes. More than that: the threat of something that's on its last steps to becoming inevitable. ]
I want to hurt you. I've— I've wanted to hurt you for a long time. When we were dancing, every time you came here to — to fuck me. I want to hurt you. I want to see your blood and know it was me. I want to be the one who takes it from you. It keeps talking to me and I've been pushing it away, but now—
[ But now Theo is here, and the beast is half-out of Dom, gripping Theo too tight, and Sully told him to obey it. It sounds insane, it is, and it's exactly how everyone has been acting around him, so what's the difference anymore? Dom leans away from the wall, skin flushed around his eyes, probably the picture of everything Julian warned the others about. ]
[That's his immediate response - not anything in retort to what else Dom says, not immediately, but instead an incredulous repetition of his request because have you seen him lately? He's not built for brawling. And he should know better than to even entertain the idea with someone who's just openly admitted to wanting to see him hurt but if Theo did that he'd really never have gotten laid in a half hundred lives at all, so.
He tries to funnel more of his energy but it's like... it hits a wall, so far as the sigil's concerned. He can work around the edges, act like the smallest breeze on a hot day, but it's not really capable of bringing down the temperature. Whether that's due to his inexperience or the fact this magic is of the house, and thus... impenetrable.]
I'm not going to fight you, I'll look stupid.
[Said with a spit of agitation, because it's hard to repel.]
... If you want to hurt me, though - go ahead. Come on.
[ There's a change in posture, black eyes staring at Theo like this is an entirely different conversation in which Dom's boyfriend is breaking his heart, piece by piece, word by word. After that moment of sincerity, unhinged vulnerability that would garner no sane person's sympathy, Dom's fallen expression twists, ugly and wounded — then entitled. The monster is crawling out of him through his teeth, eyes, hands; it's speaking and Dom is finally listening, so Theo has too as well.
Dom pushes himself off the wall, lunges at Theo to knock him on his back. Hanging on top of him, breathing hard, he presses his hand on his chest. Again: ]
Fight me.
[ So I'll win, so I'll claim you, so you'll bleed because my teeth love you so much. ]
[Theo isn't hard to push down and he isn't afraid of Dom, even though he should be - he's alert, hands up to grip Dom's arms, but he's not fearful. Maybe it's his renewed magical capabilities, maybe it's blind trust in the people he loves (that always gets him) or maybe he can see how this will play out if he leans into it. He doesn't want to fight Dom. He knows he won't win. But maybe that's the point. Dom doesn't want anything but the fight part from him, so why not let him claim victory?
... Why not try a little, too? Maybe he's not as bad at this as he thinks.
He digs his fingers into Dom's arms, hooks one leg over him and in a swift motion - tries to flip them with a twist of his body. He's not going to get anywhere with brute strength but if he can find ways around that, maybe...]
[ It does what it's supposed to — Theo's intent is to flip so he does, perhaps inserting some of Cellar's lessons into the element of surprise. Dom's back hits item no. who the fuck knows that was thrown and broken on the floor, arching his back away from the sharp pain, what would normally be a grimace something far more animalistic. Adorned with fangs and a mouth made to rip flesh off bones, he grabs Theo's face, listens to his heartbeat and wonders how fast hatred is making his blood pump. Despite what he said, the sigil is still pulsing from his skin, fueling a fight for dominance, not destruction.
Wrestling, turning them around again, Dom keeps going, crying out if Theo ever uses magic to make it hurt, but refusing to ever back down. He won't stop until he has Theo on his stomach, facing the floor to leave his nape exposed, Dom pinning him down with his weight on his lower back, dipping to smell the back of his neck, heavy breathing from exertion, from excitement. ]
Mine.
[ His to love. His to hurt. Dom opens his mouth wide, bites down to write his claim in Theo's blood. ]
[Theo would say he did give this his all, more or less. They flopped around, grappling, and he tried to remember what he knew from Cellar's lessons to keep himself from being woefully overpowered. But Dom's strength wins out, especially since post-mark removal, Theo's lost the instinctive touch of dark magic that would've by now coated his arms in scaly black and fed him strength in equal parts corruptive to the sigil's influence on Dom. Instead he just seems to pull his natural energy forth in its place, keeping his body limber, staving off any hint of tiredness during their fight.
He tries to push up from the floor with both arms, but Dom's weight is too hard to throw off - he feels the heat of his breath on his neck and pauses instinctively. He swallows hard, letting out a squeak of a moan when Dom's teeth sink into him, harder than he expects. But his body is already trying to heal it, thrumming with energy, so he's not afraid. Never would he be, even if he couldn't heal because...]
... D-Dom...
[That feels good. He's not fighting the same way - he's lax.]
[ He makes a little whine, teeth sharp and made to sink and burn and feel Theo's blood start to pool at his gums. Dom clamps down harder, clawed hands grabbing his boyfriend's shoulders, taking the lack of resistance as sweet submission.
Like he's gasping for air, Dom releases Theo's neck to look at the damage, the blood, to lament and love what he's done at the same time, wondering if this is what the wolf did the night their wards didn't work. Theo talked about it, but he was never explicit, for some reason or another. Even if he had all the details in the world, though, nothing would be a substitute for Dom remembering it himself. For actually knowing what it's like.
Just as urgently, Dom washes his tongue over the gashes healing up quickly, greedily taking back the blood that's meant to be his before Theo's magic reclaims it. Thinking over and over the word mine, meu, he marks the other man's shoulder next, just as reckless and violently needy. Mouth and chin red all over, the boy breaks through for a moment: ]
Is this what it did? Is this why I want to hurt you?
[Theo lets out a muffled cry, far from upset or fearful - it's a mix of pained and something else, a hint of self-punishment mixed in with the usual feeling that he often deserves what he gets in scenarios like this - and liking it only makes it more conflicting. Dom is licking at the wounds while they burn, a cool edge rushing in soon after, that knits the skin together and relaxes him up until Dom moves to the other side.
Why's he panting already? He laughs, too. Spectator in his own body:]
It did a lot more than that.
[Theo presses back against Dom, for a moment it's to grind his ass back up toward him - but then he's pushing his palms to the ground and trying to wrench free of him. Is he, though? Or is he just trying to get Dom to exert a little more of that possessive force? He feels a surge of twisted, horny wrath going through him. It makes him clench his teeth. Makes him want to sink his nails back into Dom, too.]
[ It's fascinating, infuriating, how much faster Theo heals now, free of his own sigil to become more powerful than the Teddie Dom left back home. The boyfriend he doesn't think he could do this to (but he has, he just doesn't remember, same as with Theo), but wants to imagine reacting in the same way — hurting, then asking for more. Dom's pants are already taut when he's woken up by the pressure of Theo rubbing up against him, a shaken breath through longer teeth, but then it looks like he's trying to get up to get away, so Dom's hand immediately weighs down between his shoulder blades, keeping most of him flat on the floor. ]
No, you're not getting up.
[ But then Theo tells him what he actually wants, and Dom feels the darkness of his encounter with Death's spirit flooding again. He grabs Theo's shirt, pulls it up and off his shoulders, throws it aside; curls his fingers and sinks his claws on each half of an exposed back. Sometimes, mostly in dreams, Dom gets flashes of memories from his altered state — most have been in the rooms his mothers built to keep a wolf that kept growing bigger as he aged, then to keep him and others safe. They aren't pleasant or exciting, and the ones from the fortunately few instances where he got away or didn't manage to make it back home in time are… exciting, but often not pleasant, and he can never be completely sure that they're all real. There are some he really wants to remember, though. Like the night Teddie found him and brought him home. The night Theo's wards didn't work and he had to keep a monster distracted. ]
[Theo is surprised by how fast and forceful Dom can be, when he wants to. The same tentative soul that seems almost a little too meek some days can flip a switch like this, and embrace that more animalistic side. He grunts, wriggling a little bit more but remains unsuccessful in evading the pressure Dom puts on him. He lets out a pained hiss when he feels nails dig into him, almost wishing they'd drag down the whole of his back - and then wondering what about that felt so exciting for a second.
He breathes hard, tilting his head so his cheek is on the ground and one eye can barely cast a glance back at him. He decides he wants to emphasize:]
It didn't do anything. You want me to tell you what you did.
[Another grunt.]
You want to know what you want to do. Why don't you tell me?
[ It makes his heart sink, changes Dom's expression and leads him to falter a little, one breath suddenly harder to take than the last. Dom spends so much time calling himself a monster yet craving what it can do; distances himself but lets it be the catalyst for self-hatred all the same. To say he has issues to work out is the least of it, but hearing Theo say that makes them break right back out of the box he so often shoves them into, from force back to hesitation. ]
I'm— I'm not…
[ I'm not it, but to say that would imply he believes it's true. Dom already said too much just moments ago: I want to hurt you. I want to see your blood and know it was me. I want to be the one who takes it from you. He never said it wants.
Finally, pained, guilty: ]
Because I don't remember. [ He leans back down, forehead against Theo's back, hiding for yet another confession. ] I never remember what [ A beat, ] I do, and I don't know what's real anymore. Which one of me is this supposed to be?
[ The one that hurts Theo and savors his blood in the aftermath. It can't be the part of him that's meant to not be a monster. ]
[Theo's breathing hard, feeling the weight of Dom behind him - tethered together by touch. He listens, uncertain about what he can truly do to help him - but there is only one thought that comes to mind. He doesn't rock back so much as he slowly presses back against Dom, feeling the floor dig into his knees. There's no real movement, but he wants Dom to feel him.]
Even when you're - that version of yourself, you never really want to hurt me.
[Theo says, at least - from his own perspective on it.]
You can be rough, but that's - that's your nature. I like it. I like the way you care about me, even when you're riled up. You treat me like I'm yours and I like that, Dom. So treat me like that now. Give - give it a taste?
[ There's a small groan when Theo moves into him again, a responsive shift in his hips that comes very close to being a slow thrust, painfully stiff and craving more contact. His mouth stays close to his back when he lifts his head, lips parted and fangs sticking out, needing another bite. Theo is right. Dom doesn't want to get jealous, but he gets possessive when they're together, and 'like that' is no longer enough. He can't help it. He can't leave a mark at all, either.
He bares his teeth, frustrated. His claws relent before they dig in again, a cutting clutch where Theo's neck and shoulder meet to keep him from moving. Dom remembers tasting his blood from moments ago, remembers what he tasted between that girl's legs at prom, head spinning with the desire he struggled with back then and what he sees now; he gives Theo what they both want and punishes him at the same time, teeth sinking deep, anchored in flesh, making a low noise in his throat. He doesn't relax his jaw when he pulls away, tearing skin, panting while his mouth drips with blood and saliva. ]
[Theo lets out a soft pained grunt when Dom's nails dig into him - the beating of his heart quickens, but so does the unrestricted flow of magic; knitting skin back together where it tears. Which helps when a moment later he lets out another pained cry from the back of his throat - feeling the heat of blood running down his neck in rivulets; metallic scent heavier in the air, strong to even Theo's nose.]
Fuck-
[Theo tries to press back against Dom again, finding this sense of - rigidity unwavering; he wants to hurt him back, wants him to feel what he feels. That sigil might a well be burning itself into Theo's skin, mixed with a sweetly masochistic whimper at being at Dom's mercy.]
[ The cry might as well be a hit, a new addition that's meant to go together with the taste of his blood, pooling on Theo's back while magic gets back to work. His hips press forward again, a little moan at the pressure and friction on his dick. Dom licks at his own mouth, laps up the mess, makes a pathetic noise of blissed out desperation for more.
This isn't him. It is. He shouldn't want it to be, but it feels like there's nothing else anymore. ]
[Theo lets out another hiss through his teeth, feeling the sticky warmth of blood smeared over his skin and the way that Dom is enthralled by it. He likes the feeling of being desirable like that, driving someone wild, even if it's probably a bad idea to indulge this way. But he can't think straight, he just wants that indulgence. So he bows his head, panting, pressing back against Dom.]
I'm yours- I'm yours, Dom. Yours to have. Yours to take.
[ The air leaves his lungs, a sudden breath when Theo gives in and tells him what he wants to hear. Dom stays in that moment, like his body is frozen by the shocking gratification of it, the energy that mounts in his muscles and builds up more of that reckless desire to mark his boyfriend. The boy hasn't been in his right mind for a while, a cocktail of lust and wrath that burns the inside of his mouth until he does something about it, he backs away enough to roll Theo on his side and get his arm out of the way, staring down the side of his torso… at the same spot that marked the birth of a werewolf in himself. He comes down to bite that next.]
[Theo was anticipating something else, so the movement is distracting - same with the way Dom moves, but he doesn't push him away even when he dips to bite. He just finds himself encouraging it - hissing aloud, reaching for Dom, hand in his hair, welcoming the pinch of his teeth in a truly reckless way.]
[ It spurs him on, makes him more insistent, all pointed teeth and fangs sinking and sliding once skin is broken, the smell and taste of blood pooling and staining his mouth. Dom moans into the largest bite so far, feverishly thinking he'll be like me, we'll be the same, he'll know what it's like, we'll be together forever. This could never turn Theo into a werewolf; to this day Dom isn't entirely sure how the curse is passed on, but what if — what if instead of a curse it was their bond?
He's panting when he lets go, looking more delirious and bloodthirsty than ever. Sloppily wiping blood from his mouth with the back of his hand, Dom licks Theo's newest wounds like it's a kiss. ]
I love you, [ Muttered, kissing and swiping his tongue. ] I love your blood.
[It hurts - it's the sharpest kind of hurt, too, making Theo gasp before he's biting his lip to stifle any further cries. There's some part of Theo that has and always will find himself so easily put into a situation like this - willing to be bent or broken, harmed or hurt, by the hands of his lovers. But unlike many times before, this isn't a relationship that is designed to contain him - it isn't one of one sided possession alone. Dom and he have a bond, one that may not be perfect in everyone's eyes but to Theo... he's choosing this. Choosing to feel his boyfriend bite him, allowing himself without judgement to enjoy it.
His magic thrums within him, like a cool trickle of water; it bleeds out through his wounds, through his blood, regenerating his skin beneath Dom's lips in a steady pulse. Meanwhile, Dom is asking him to return this favor and he, panting too, turns to him.]
I can't do what I used to be able to - with the claws, the blood magic. How else - tell me how, and I will.
[ There's urgency in him, the helplessness of a creature who wants something so bad and can't possibly explain exactly how. Dom helps Theo turn around, hanging over him, breathing hard, something vulnerable trying to break through the feral thing that's taken over his claws, his fangs, his eyes. ]
[His voice is soft but not quiet - he swallows hard, reaching for Dom to pull him close. He starts with another kiss because the motion of putting his mouth to Dom's neck leads him to that so naturally. But then he starts to nip, starts to bite, testing his teeth against his skin. All the while his magic thrums through him, healing away any marks on his skin before he starts channeling it into something else - for the first time. He wants there to be bite to his bite, so he focuses on that, giving himself a little more power behind the first hard bite of Dom's shoulder. He staggers it, pushing mentally through the block that comes from being in his own head, clamping down tighter still after that.]
[ Dom's eyes are open when Theo bites down, mouth gaping after a shaky moan, muscles tense and skin louder the harder teeth clench. The jolt of arousal is so sudden and heavy that he thinks he might come in a few more seconds, gripping Theo's arm, holding his breath with a grunt. A shiver blooms down his whole body, arms covered in goosebumps; precome overflows and marks a wet spot in his clothes, cock begging to jerk free and hang at full mast. ]
Y-yeah—
[ He shifts, hips against Theo's groin, blindly chasing friction and pressure against the rigid curve of his bulge in slow humps. ]
[Theo holds on, teeth still set against Dom's skin even though his first instinct is to release - he tries to hold on for Dom's benefit, even as the feeling of warm copper touches his tongue. I don't like hurting him is the thought in his head, constantly at war with this is what he wants, though. Theo finally releases the bite, sucking in a breath and leaning back to look at Dom while his own hips lift against his.]
[ Harsh breaths, unthinking thrusts, Dom grips Theo harder when he lets go, the punctures of his teeth feeling like they weigh a ton and burn hot. If they should be bleeding, they aren't just yet, an effect delayed by the same curse that left him bleeding half to death when he was a child, brushing over the wound with soft fingers and a daze in his eyes. ]
I love you.
[ Theo doesn't hate him. Despite the Wrath sigil making everything go wrong, despite the way Dom looks right now, or even what he did to hurt his boyfriend, they can still say they love each other.
And he's still really fucking hard. His voice is nothing short of pathetic. ]
[Theo's voice is full of nothing but appreciation for him - for approval of that. Even if Dom wasn't someone who he knows can get it up again quick, Theo wouldn't mind knowing he's made him come like this. It makes him feel appreciated, makes him feel like he's able to give back to Dom what he's given in return. Love, passion, need.
Theo's hand reaches down to feel him over, just to emphasize:]
[ felix reads “full moon” and assumes the worst, completely glossing over the “but not”. ]
shit ok wards ? is there time ? i can come & try & help maybe theo 2?
[ no mention of julian here, even though they’d probably need him for the wards to be successful enough. but also, because he’s still got julian’s outburst on his mind, and “theo 2” sounds like theo number two which might as well be throwing “fake boyfriend” in dom’s face again, which is not felix’s intention: ]
I should have wished to make the curse go away but I didn't Instead I asked to have control over it So I didn't want to worry every month I think that Whatever is happening to us because of this place is making the wish finally work but it's all fucked
[ briefly, felix thinks about what he wished for. he thinks about how there's... not really a great way to test if it was granted without taking a monumental risk. not that he really cares about it either way, but still. ]
ok but fucked how u said ur changing but not what does that actually mean
[ A picture of his mouth, Dom tugging on his upper lip to really show the sharper fangs, though most of his teeth seem to be misshapen in some form to be more lethal. Even the fingers on his lip look off; claws instead of nails. All that doesn't show is his eyes. ]
[ felix double taps on the picture a couple times to zoom in in different places, equally weirded out and fascinated at the same time. he thinks it's cool, it's just strange to see recognizable features mixed with ones he's only seen when dom's completely wolfed out. ]
u'll get used 2 it rite ? its like when ppl put those 25 cent plastic vampire teeth in their mouth except u get urs for free no 1 can talk with those in their mouth when they 1st put them in
[ or like, at all, really, but. who wears them long enough to get in some actual practice? anyway, felix stalls for a few seconds - he's only just beginning to put two and two together. from what he's gathered, dom's sigil is making everyone want to throw hands more than it should, or so he suspects, julian's is... felix doesn't actually know if anything's up with jules', and his own is. well.
1 of the maids came in2 my room this morning 2 bring clean towels 4 the bathroom, rite normal except instead of leaving she kept asking if there was anything else she could help me with also normal rite ? now imagine that but shes on her knees & touching my leg & my junk & shit i couldnt get her to stop no matter what i said so i just took the fuck off
its been shit like that for like days now i thought i was just hot shit but its everyone everywhere no matter where i go not just 2 me but its like i walk in a room & ppl start going at it like they're starved
[ what happens when it's all three of them? maybe it's a good thing dom and jules are fighting after all... ]
yeah im good y? ok im a little tired of not being able 2 have a normal convo with anyone like face 2 face without feeling like im invisible but
[ invisible in that he's pretty sure like 99% of the people who have come onto him the past couple days only did so because they were influenced by his sigil being all fucking wacky, but also because even when he's not directly involved, people aren't interested in anything to do with him, they're just concerned with climbing the person closest to them. ]
1st world probs u know haha anyway my shits boring what r u gonna do about the claws & stuff
( he cast a wide net, a little ... furiously and very suddenly. but answers seem to be maybe coming from people he trusts more. or more than the random teenager he tried to recruit.
[ Thinking about it makes him want to smash his phone. Again. ]
He tried to do that stupid medium bullshit on me Said my moms killed my dad in front of a bunch of people He's a piece of shit and he's lucky he's got any fucking teeth left
[ He might have just knocked Iggy the fuck out if he'd given him the same treatment. Maybe he hadn't drank enough, maybe he just gets more feral when Teddie's in danger. ]
Good I hope he stays that way But yea IDK I'm seeing this old guy who's supposed to help me with my anger issues but like I know it's not gonna work Nothing ever works
if you say it's a curse, it's kind of a way to think about it being something that's impacting you. not a part of you that's wrong or impacting others. you're just dealing with an extra card in your hand, making it more difficult than someone else who doesn't. if you're able to kind of isolate that as the cause... maybe you can find ways to alter how you respond to it bit by bit?
if it's a curse.... you may not be able to break it directly but you can probably like do witchcraft back?? therapy witchcraft or something.
Yeah, all the time sometimes it's just stuff like i feel like my life was picked out for me? i don't have any actual choices. my parents got me work. schooling was just throwing $$ at anywhere that'd take me. no matter what i did, i couldn't change anything. rehab after rehab and... i dont know
there's something else too but idk do u really wanna hear how fucked up my head is when we're finally just kinda hitting a good groove together?
i haven't told anyone this before even when we were dating...
ever since i was a kid i would have these like. vivid dreams? too vivid. they felt like realities. different ones where i was me, but not me i started to think they were past lives or something it really fucked with my head. i couldn't tell what was real or what wasn't i saw so many therapists bc of my folks
it got better when i started using hence you know 🌟my issues🌟
[ But it feels so familiar. Not just because he's struggled with his own sense of reality and self — it's like part of him knew without needing to be told. Must be why he's ready to accept it. ]
... i mean yeah i guess but it just felt like touching my tits now unfortunately i dont remember it being horny but the thought of u touching my girl tits is, however, horny
i dont know trying to figure that out is what gave me a spiral my mom and dad treated me like i was nuts i mean they still do in a "you're a disgrace" kinda way after all the rehab at some point it just became the insanity of an addict to them and i guess that's what i wrote it off as too what do you think?
Ur parents are assholes IDK It's hard to talk about this stuff without feeling weird of dumb Not like I've ever had a reason to believe dreams have meaning but sometimes... It feels like they're too powerful to not? U ever had a dream and later found out it was a real place? Somewhere u just forgot u'd been before randomly coming back up when u fell asleep? It's really trippy Hey Maybe they're just telling us we actually should run away
[ Dom stops responding; Teddie's exasperation is followed up by footsteps on gravel, then two hands covering his eyes from behind. They quickly fall to his shoulders instead, Dom stepping around with a grin. ]
[Teddie lets out a little gasp, before turning around on the spot - launching his arms around Dom again. It feels right? It shouldn't, yet it does, so he doesn't let go. Not until he's put a kiss straight to his lips. It lingers before he peels back, giving a half-shrug.]
Worse places to be. Let me see your hand. Better or worse than before?
[ He kisses him back, keeps his hands around Teddie until he's peeling away, then looks down at the one he used to send Iggy to the floor. The skin is flushed, but barely. ]
[Said with true affection, before he leads Dom's hand up to his lips to kiss those knuckles gently. He then puts his mouth back on Dom's, sighing happily into the kiss. He doesn't let himself think about what kind of friend to Iggy this makes him - not right now. Not when... he's so wrapped up in Dom again.]
It's unfair how sexy it is when you beat people up, Domingos.
[ The kiss to his knuckles gives him a pleasant chill, followed by a kiss to the lips that he immediately and eagerly returns. Dom is smiling, so he's not quite flustered, but it's somewhere trying to make its presence known. ]
Yeah? [ He shouldn't be excited by that. It goes against everything everyone wants him to work on. ] Why's it sexy?
I don't know - it's like... you're dominant? Which I know is kinda fucked up, but... I don't know, I find people smoking cigarettes hot too. But I liked it a lot when you decked that guy who was bothering me... it's this weird feeling of having a protector.
[And all the hallmarks of a toxic relationship, buuuut...]
Weeee probably should try to keep it to one punch a month, at minimum.
[Teddie's at war with himself - he wants to lean into the things he knows are bad. Let himself take joy in the protective vibe Dom has, even at the expense of others. He wants to go head over heels for the guy again without weighing any of the cons from before. But there's this little voice in him protesting that it's different now. He's different. Dom's different. That it's okay to like these things, so long as they... keep track of what matters.]
I don't know how to say it other than to say it but. I - I want us to have another try? I know that's crazy and suicidal of me to say, maybe, but... I think we can make it work. Having time away and coming back together... I don't know, it feels better than last time, doesn't it? I'm able to see what's in front of us clearer now, it feels like. Able to see what I lost.
[ Piece by piece, Dom's expression falters, staring at Teddie in a way that makes him look young and vulnerable. He doesn't want to hear this — he wants to be with him, but to do that he has to acknowledge what they had and how bad it was. The urge to cover Teddie's mouth curls fingers into his palms instead, nostrils flared, brows knitted. ]
You're not worried we'll fight again?
[ The fineprint: that we'll be drunk and high and do something really stupid to each other? ]
[That's - just how it's going to be. They're not perfect people, no couple is - right? (Though he really can't imagine himself fighting with Mila but... they only just met, too. There's time for that relationship to get its bumps and bruises too.) And it'd be a foolish thing to think they wouldn't, or to hope they wouldn't. Because it'd be in denial of the truth:]
But when we do, we'll figure it out better than before. I'll try not to be too demanding, I'll listen more. I'll let you have time to cool off instead of trying to hound you into working it through right then and there.
[ He doesn't know why it's so hard to hear this when it's what he'd been hoping for. It just goes to show that Teddie, despite the front he puts on for so many people, is the mature one here, while Dom will act emotional all day and yet feel like he'd like to curl up and hide somewhere when this is the topic.
If only he could promise that he'd stop getting angry. Dom looks at the tattoo on his wrist, clasps it with the opposite hand. ]
I can try to, uhm. Not assume stuff. Anymore. Ask you questions when there's something I don't understand.
[ Anger management at work, kinda. The pause is uncomfortable. ]
… but I'm gonna be really shitty sometimes. I still get those days.
[ When he can't get out of bed. When he can't stand the sound of anyone's voice, when anything they might have to say is always wrong. When he's convinced everyone is against him, including the ones he loves. Teddie went through all that. ]
I'll tell you when it's happening, so… so you can stay away.
Tell me how I can help too, if I can. So I can stay, too.
[That's - one of the things he struggled with. He always felt like there was probably something more he could've done, leading him to feel useless. Reflecting on it, he always thought he must've been too demanding. He knows he should give Dom space and he plans to, but he also wants to find a way to exist there too, so it's not always a rigid off and on kind of thing.]
We'll work on figuring out when we're getting too heated. So we don't boil over. Deal?
[This is where Teddie feels a little guilty. He's always been the one reaching out to people, wanting the most from everyone around him - built so neatly for polygamy, though there have been times he's taken to narrowing himself down to one partner. But those memories are associated with something negative - someone negative - an ex that made it feel like suffering, made it feel like suppression. But he knows that he and Dom could've done it, maybe, back in the day. Maybe it would've helped, but...]
Yeah. I've got some stuff going on - there's a girl I really like. Then some hook ups. I could... I could stop the hook ups, if you wanted. But that relationship with the girl, that's... that's gotta stay.
[ It's a question that could've gone unasked — of course Teddie would be seeing others, he's always been the one who wanted them to be open — but the promise to communicate started there, with that clarification. Dom always hoped Teddie would decide that he was enough one day. That little spark of a fantasy is present here, then gone with a drop of disappointment, jealousy like two fingers putting out a candle.
(There was never a guarantee that Dom could handle being exclusive, either. It's mostly been the idea of being special.)
His nod is silent. Teddie didn't even say the girl's name. Maybe he doesn't want him to know. ]
No, yeah, I'm — I can keep seeing other people too. [ As if there's anyone. All he does is get drunk and fight. ] Just checking.
We can talk about it as we figure it out. If you want? Unless you don't want to talk about it, and we just - we keep that less transparent? I'm willing to tell you anything and everything. Because I think we could use that kind of openness to make it work again. But... I don't know. I'll be honest, I like watching you sock people who deserve it but I wanna make sure... that's not gonna happen to anyone who walks in between us.
[He swallows hard. Why does this feel so weird? He scratches at his forearm, eyes downcast.]
But I wanna be - be boyfriends. Not just - whatever. Is that okay?
[ And he's already letting his thoughts get away from him. You'll be the only one talking about it and I'll watch you meet and love someone new every fucking week.
He tells himself to stop. Reset. He reaches for Teddie's hand, prying it away from his forearm so they can hold each other. ]
[Teddie worries again that he's being selfish - that he's going to get carried away with it, wanting everything. Wanting everyone to love him because he doesn't know how to exist otherwise. He needs approval, but does he need it from everyone he sees? Can he find a way to be satisfied with the opinions of the people he loves most, and believe they mean it? (Someone once used to feed him lies and now he doubts himself. But who-)]
Mm, yeah. I can even introduce you, if you want... sometime.
[He squeezes Dom's hand.]
Her name's Mila? She's actually one of Iggy's friends, but... she's nice? I get this feeling like I know her even though I just met her. It's like... the weirdest feeling. Kind of like that feeling I would get from my dreams, y'know? But I don't remember her in any of them.
Mm, yeah - she sees other people too? We're close but pretty open.
[He knows it sounds contrasting but - it works? He rubs his thumb over Dom's knuckles, going up and down over them before his eyes flick up to meet gaze again. He feels shy, somehow. Like he really wants this to work out - and he does. He wants this... so much.]
Her family doesn't like me very much. So you guys have that in common already.
[ He didn't consider that her family might be here too. Dom has the words at the ready: at least my moms like you, but that belief quickly evaporates, corrected by reality. Now he's left wondering why he'd make that mixup. Why the word 'witch' suddenly seems relevant. Squeezing Teddie, he rubs his own forehead for a while. Not quite a headache, but… ]
Whatever. It's not like we're dating each other's families.
[ There was an attempt to be comforting. ]
If she wants to meet … I'm cool with that.
[ He can convince himself to be until the day comes, anyway. ]
[Theo wants this vision he sees to be reality - best of both worlds, maybe they'd also like each other? But again he has that selfish pang in his chest. Trying to force people together for his own benefit. Standing on other people's feelings. He needs to be open and understanding, so he tries to be. But he leans toward Dom, wrapping an arm around his neck, pulling him close.]
[ And there he is again, feeling small, seen. The daydream about getting back together with Teddie is real, for now, a warmth he was settling into before his ex— before his boyfriend says the words that take him to his room back home, to the back of the school building where some hid away to smoke while they did it to make out (and smoke), to the school dance where they had sex for the first time.
His hands are on Teddie's waist, clutching his shirt. Why is this the thing that makes him realize what he lost? Dom leans in for an urgent kiss, like that will calm him down. ]
Fuck. [ He clears his throat, rubs the corner of his eye. ] I love you too. I can't believe you're—
[Teddie leans into the kiss, nursing it afterward with smaller ones. He feels like his smile is hard to get rid of, and he doesn't want to let go of Dom either. This feels like a big decision somehow - it means a lot of work for them. Figuring out their families. What to do after their stay here. How to keep going without falling into the same ruts. But Teddie's filled with a sense of positivity, like he's no longer marked by some dark cloud. There's possibilities. He can have hope again.
One more kiss.]
Me either. But even if we do, we'll fix it instead of quitting it. Deal?
[ Each kiss makes him want one more. When Teddie stops, Dom looking up at him without words, he moves in to rest on his shoulder and takes a deep breath in the pause. It's easier to imagine the future when there's reassurances, when Teddie can offer so much optimism. He's still the sun tattooed on Dom's skin. ]
Being a twink didn't stop him from saying my moms killed my dad I don't give a fuck what people think U can change ur mind and snitch if u want but ur not gonna tell me I should've done anything different He's a clown and he better be glad he didn't get the beating he actually deserved
[ Okay. So. That's messed up. Ren's anger flares in response. But she's had a whole three years longer of learning to keep it under control. ]
i already told u im not going to snitch i keep my word ffs just do it where people cant see you next time. stomp him by the stables or boathouse. doing that shit in public is dumb as fuck even if he deserved it
i think people dont buy dates for no reason Good Theo is a bellend
consider this ur warning next slip up ans ur on lockdown
[ ... she's right, of course. People get away with so much here, probably because they get to deny it when it goes up on a gossip page. Dom's lesson today: still beat people up, just hide it better. ]
[ Yet another touchy subject. His mothers thought locking him in his room helped. They'd found a pattern to when Dom's temper was especially out of control, so they started doing it preemptively, essentially making him feel punished for being their son rather than for anything he'd done. He hated it. The reminder has his heart beating too fast. ]
thats why u want to behave and avoid the shame hat
im not exactly sugardaddy bait dom
yes? i have feelings dude Idk Like he put the little pictures around my name in his phone and he wants to go for a DATE date and not just like a hang maybe the bar is in hell but at least he's someone dad could tollerate
oh well obvs I was looking for a matching pair Dude even i dont do shit like this deliberately IDK maybe their dad collects kids who he knows will grow up to be megahotties i didnt know they were related when i started messing about with them
nah the shit they wrote about me wasn't even true - i fucking wish rhae would give me half a chance and i don't even know that ice skating chick whatever they make up about us is more interesting than the truth
yessss leave the shithead in the dust and find some nice guy or girl
all they said was I have a lot of sex athletically and scared the maids There's probably an element of truth in that and thankfully if the team publicist finds out, they'll deal with it
the exclusive shit isn't that fun trust me
idk theres a pool lots of people hang out on the lawns pick up a book - someone will come hassle you to have fun just take it easy
yeah, he's pissed i'm not usually on this side of it, though? it's weird
and idk when it feels like i've known him for ages and... i can't even place when i'm thinking about? maybe i'm just mistaken. i feel that way a lot. like i've... i'm remembering things wrong
okay i'll come watch in secret i'm heading over now, just grabbing my phone's charger
Guess know u see him for real Like sometimes if I focus real hard I can tell when someone's lying With people like him I don't even have to try It's all he fucking does
maybe i'm remembering the dreams, you might be right
see you soon
[And Teddie arrives there - slowly but surely. He feels like he needs to make sure he's not being watched or stalked still, but... well, he still feels like he needs to hang out with Dom regardless of how other people feel about it. Is that reckless? Probably. He lets himself into the studio, sipping on an iced coffee, sunglasses on his head. He's here for the show.]
[ He's feeling a little hyperaware, worried someone will walk in and his reaction will immediately give away that he was expecting someone else, when the whole point was to be by himself. That's the other part: what excuse does he give when someone wonders what he's doing at the dance studio?
He sees Teddie and that's all gone. The smile is small but genuine, closing the distance between them to kiss his ... what are they at this point? One hand stays on Teddie's arm, thumb rubbing back and forth. Dom's got a baggy shirt and pants, squeaky clean sneakers he wears just for this. ]
[Teddie leans into the kiss, hand up to cup Dom's cheek before letting go. He feels that same sense of alertness - only he's worried about people walking in on them. He's in his usual casual attire, a button down t-shirt and jeans, with clunky black boots to contrast Dom's room appropriate choice.]
I'm glad too. I don't like being alone very much... I guess you already know about that.
[The needy side of him. Which, yes, did overlap with slutty. But he doesn't feel like Dom'll point that part out right now.]
Yeah. I'm trying to, I don't know. Find stuff I enjoy doing again that's not just getting fucking drunk. But no one's supposed to know I do this, so... it's a whole operation 'n shit.
[ Why is he so embarrassed of being seen dancing? He just thinks it's perfect ammunition to be used to humiliate him, he supposes. ]
[ That just gets a flat expression from Dom, staring up at Teddie before he looks down and grabs the hem of the other man's shirt, lifting enough to show his abs. ]
Sure.
[ And he drops the shirt. That may not have been purely just to stare at Teddie's body, but it was a pleasant refresher. ]
Even the hottest of Gods sometimes suffers from two left feet, you know.
[He might exaggerate it but to Theo - dancing is in many ways different to him than say lifting a paintbrush. He has to think about it, outside of the general wedding sways. God forbid you ask him to do something creative - he'll leave that to Dom. But he is pretty charmed by getting to spend some time with him.]
[ One playfully dismissive mhm later, Dom grabs Teddie's shirt next, dragging him to the center of the floor, facing the mirror. Exercise after exercise, he shows him which muscles to stretch and rotate for the warm-up, pausing every now and then for any corrections or encouragement. Minutes later, he decides they're done. ]
[Teasing, because he found himself having fun - following Dom's lead, watching him more in the mirror for the fun of it than to mimic but he prides himself on not doing too terribly. He will, however, sit down. But he'll clasp Dom's hand for a second first.]
[ Not that he ever did before. Dom's stuck on being self-conscious about this one thing, always thinking it's ammunition to be used against him eventually, for whatever reason. ]
I picked up this new style. It's called waacking. 'You heard about it?
Picked it up pretty recently? So I'm still learning. Except I don't have anyone around to teach me more, so ... you're just gonna get the basic stuff.
[ Although 'basic' already has a few more advanced elements with Dom, given his background with other styles. ]
You do a lot of arm stuff, like ... [ He does a couple of movements, rotational, slower than if there was a beat. Then he shows Theo a few more examples of other moves and steps. ] Goes all the way back to the 70s. I didn't know that. Kinda reminds me of voguing, but it's way different.
[Dom has Theo's full attention, brows up and eyes curiously wide. He thinks Dom is poetry in motion, a sense of art that Theo himself isn't capable of. It's beautiful to witness, and he wishes he had the ability to translate what he sees into compliments he knows Dom would accept. Instead, he just watches with awe.]
I like it. I like the way you move - it makes me... makes me wanna draw.
cunts like that never understand proper family loyalty I'll defend ur right to do whatever the fuck you want until my last breath he wanted me to 'endorse' him or whatever in exchange for leaving u alone i broke his nose lol
I'd rank punchable faces but the the counselor guy might get pissed off if he finds out I'm doing that Speaking of which He didn't even know my fucking name He called me Dominic
[ Oh — he didn't actually think someone would offer. They all seem so busy with their magic business and ... whatever doesn't involve having to put up with a newbie witch's incompetence. Dom tries not to rush his answer, but he kinda does anyway. ]
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text; un: persephone
Quick personal question, tell me to fuck off if you want and I'd get it.
You wouldn't happen to be a werewolf at all, would you?
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u aren't subtle
Tell Teddie I'm never talking to him again
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Who's Teddie
[ I have just checked and they never exchanged names. ]
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Theo
Who else would've told u
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nobody told me.
you did, sort of.
the full moon reference?
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no
what
oh no ]
I mention the full moon to some dude and ur first thought is WEREWOLF?
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but it sounds like first thought best thought
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What do you want?
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I won't tell anyone.
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For now — he's surprised that a stranger is checking in on him, and he's not letting the opportunity to feel a little less lonely get away so soon. ]
I don't know what to do
I don't want to kill anyone
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Where I can't break out?
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(I'm a witch.)
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Is ur name really Persephone
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no, fuck, haha
my name's matt
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1/2
2/2
I'm a dude
I mean, I identify as a man
the user name is just like. I mean it was an inside joke, but maybe I should change it.
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What's the joke?
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It's
well
Persephone is a goddess back where I come from. She got tricked into marrying the king of the dead, so it was a whole
maybe you had to be there, but. A guy here used to call me that.
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I still don't get the joke
How would you make the place you were talking about?
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By creating a ward.
Practically speaking, it'll involve sectioning off some area, a bedroom is easiest but I've done other places as well. I'm open to your input on what would be most helpful, but my instinct is to design one that would keep you inside for the duration, while only admitting specific people or people who know the password
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But I don't know u
How do I know ur not gonna hurt me
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like, to prevent me from taking a certain action or punishing me if I do.
But at a certain point, I think unfortunately there's a bit of a leap of faith here.
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U don't have to do that
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Well, it's definitely not mandatory. Just an option available to you. Definitely take some time to think it over if you like.
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OK... I will
Thank u Matt
@bitchface
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it's not a full moon
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how does it affect u?
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[ To do much of anything, including the suddenly Herculean task of explaining how he feels in a whole text. Dom puts the phone down and tries to fall back asleep. ]
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[Theo struggles to put words together that don't sound stupid. He pauses, typing and erasing:]
want company?
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The phone buzzes again. Slowly, he picks it back up. It doesn't take long to answer the second question in his head, but it takes a while to move his fingers. The idea of having Teddie around reminds Dom of how lonely he is any time he isn't, and that's just so — sad. He hates this. ]
yes
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[That's - that's all he needs to say, or hear, and Theo disentangles himself from sketch books and a wine glass, pulling on a cardigan and slippers and setting out to track Dom down. He could ask where he is but instead he tries to use a little bit of divination, slippers slapping up and down the halls before he's sliding into whatever room he's nestled into bed after knocking on the door.]
Hey. 's me. Can I come in?
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—I didn't tell you where I was.
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[And he's hovering in the doorway - question unanswered, feeling awkward. Do you know how stupid it is for him to feel awkward? He's the King of flirtation and yet here he is, wanting someone to like him and it fucks everything up. He clicks the door shut behind him, and scratches idly at the underside of his chin.]
I brought hot chocolate packets and tea bags in my pockets. If you want a warm drink?
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(He sees the public posts and wonders if everyone's just pretending they're not from here, or if he's insane for being the only one who's unhappy.) ]
Uhm. Yeah. Hot chocolate, please.
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[Theo has direction. He pauses for a second, then gets to work - buzzing around, if not briefly departing to secure a mug and hot water - getting the help to secure him a cup of warm milk instead. He grins upon re-entry, packet of warm cocoa in hand, and he sheepishly approaches the bed. God, when was the last time he was nervous about asking to get into bed with someone?]
Is it cool if I uh, sit?
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Dom nods. He'd really like him to sit, yeah. He can't believe that's even an option right now. ]
Thanks, Teddie.
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What d'you usually do on new moons? Netfl- uh, movies and chill?
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Not really. My moms try to get me to do stuff so I don't stay in bed all day, but… I don't know. It's not that I'm super fucking exhausted, it's just really hard to, like. Exist.
[ Looking down without drinking. Pouting, almost. ]
It's dumb.
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[It's - werewolf shit. Exactly a thought (and phrase) Teddie's used before, not that Theo'd know it. He's pulling from his pockets two more things - bundles of cookies wrapped in tissues. He stole these from some serving tray earlier, but never eaten them. He offers two of the four to Dom.]
Gives me a better idea of how to help, though. Make you at least get around and walk? Later, though. 'Cause I'm feeling lazy as shit right now too. It's cozy in here.
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[ Regardless of the moon's effects, Teddie's scent is still strong in Theo, and Dom is so desperate to come close, nuzzle his neck, find comfort and warmth in the familiarity. But this isn't his boyfriend. They're barely friends. Dom should feel lucky that they're even that. ]
Why are you so nice to me?
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I want to be friends. That's what friends do, right? Witches have to take care of their own, too. There's - there's a few other people in a coven here I can introduce you to sometime. I just know what it's like to be on your own and... I dunno, I don't want you to have to fight through things that way.
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... Are you gonna join their coven?
( juggles timelines )
[But he's not sure he really has that. As much as he wants to put himself into a spot, shave himself down for it, even - he's also trying to let himself go organically to where he's meant to be. He looks up at Dom, eyes a bit sad, but he's trying to smile.]
I always wanted to be part of a coven.
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I wouldn't be in a coven if it wasn't for you. Teddie.
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[Theo looks at him, leaning a little bit his way - shoulder bumping up against Dom. It's nice to think he was - good for something? For someone. He did good. Sometimes Theo forgets that he has any chance of leaving an impact on the world, when it just keeps recycling itself. When he is confronted by that positive change... it's nice.]
You're gonna have to tell me how the coven here compares to the one there. Got any hot goss on your coven? I'm listening. Especially if the gossip's about me.
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[ Arms crossed because he actually feels a little cold on these days. ]
I don't know what the coven here's like. Ours is kinda... intense. I can tell you names, but I don't know if you're gonna recognize any of them. Probably not.
[ Read: if you recognize other names but not mine I'm going to disappear into the ether ]
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[There will be absolutely zero recognition but, y'know, he's up for trying - just like he is up for slinking closer, being all coy about how he wants to lay next to Dom. "I'm a people person" translates into "I'm clingy for attention" every day.]
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Okay, uhm... there's Jules. Tori. [ And he names the rest that make up the seven (I have to give the blood witch a name, oops). Maybe he... also adjusts his position, a little bit, to welcome Theo's closeness, looking at him to check if the names ring any bells. ]
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I don't know them. Lame.
[Thankfully Dom spares him the mention of Jules' surname Bennet.]
But at least I know you now.
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Dom seems a little... dazed, or maybe he just looks as tired as he feels, and his thoughts aren't at full capacity when he gradually leans over, lips pressing lightly against Theo's. (Teddie's.) ]
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His hand slides up the back of Dom's head, playing against the short cut of his hair, a soft grunt against his lips before he finally breaks the kiss. He doesn't pull away, he just lingers - nose to nose, lips touching lips.]
I like this.
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I like this too. [ Voice lowered, dumb and vulnerable. ] ... Am I cheating on Teddie?
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[Theo's voice is soft - he's trying to feel this out the right way, even if he's selfishly wanting to guide it a certain way. But honesty wins out, and while he continues to play with Dom's hair - he shifts a little, putting a sliver more space between them as he fondly gazes at Dom.]
Do you - kiss other people, besides him?
[Has he asked this? Never hurts to confirm.]
Like, I'm never going to replace him. Me. But I like you- I wanna stick around you. I know my place, I promise.
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[ Now is not the time to let a thought like but if he asked me to just be with him I wouldn't think twice about saying yes, because that makes him sad and — for some reason — guiltier. This feels pathetic enough while it's all happening inside his head; he doesn't want that to spill out. What doesn't make him sad when the new moon comes around, anyway?
Weakly, ]
What do you mean by your place?
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[So as much fun as it would be to Scarlet Witch himself and steal his own life, he - he won't? Plus, he's got it pretty okay here. This is just selfish, wanting a boyfriend who knows him more than he knows his boyfriend. He's already got a wife and a good set up...]
So maybe we can keep kissing?
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He nips Dom's lower lip back, just enough to pinch but not draw blood - grinning against his mouth as he slithers over him, hooking one of his knees between Dom's legs to anchor him close.]
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Parting his legs a little bit, adjusting his position with his hips, Dom pauses to breathe, to look up at bright blue eyes and chase Theo's jawline with a nuzzle. ]
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You can leave a mark. I like it.
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Is your wife gonna be okay with that?
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[He nods - he could elaborate on their understanding, how they're the same thing as Teddie and Dom; dedicated, hopelessly in love and yet open to do what they like with anyone else, balancing it all without jealousy or contempt. Theo, and Teddie, seem to just naturally fall into that role, it seems. He leans to kiss Dom on the nose, before tipping his head to the side and baring his neck, stretching the skin taut.]
Go as hard as you want. I'm very, very durable.
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Confusion or conflict worries dark eyebrows, watching Theo's neck, hearing the heartbeat match the subtle thumps under stretched out skin. His mothers have sheltered their wolf well enough, and it's not like he'd go around testing his appetite for raw blood when he's human and in his right mind, but one day, when a different moon phase is clouding his judgment, Theo may have to test his durability after all. ]
Mmn.
[ A sigh, eyes closed, his mouth meets the neck with lips first, kissing, parting, sucking until it bruises, leaving a burning sensation when he uses teeth to graze, then threaten to sink, then pinch. His arms wrap around him then, greed and affection needing him close to ruin his skin some more.
(And this is him with low energy.) ]
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He wants to say 'harder' - wants Dom to hurt him, if just for a second - but he bites it back.]
I want everyone to see your mark on me, yeah?
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Y-you're mine, [ Like a question that escaped his mind through a whisper, Dom freezes and cringes at the slipup, but only tightens his grip instead of trying to get away. Pretend that didn't happen, Dom. In fact: ] Mark me too?
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He cups Dom's cheek, tilts it toward him so he can kiss him first - full of teeth and tongue, before he slips his mouth off, kissing his cheek and jaw, eyes closed so he can blindly find a soft spot to suck. He bites down hard on first clench, not enough to break skin but the points of his teeth leave deep grooves that he then runs his tongue over to explore.]
Y-You're gonna make me cum.
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I want you to… to come on me.
[ Mark me. ]
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[Theo's voice is breathy but excited, and he lifts his head away from the hickey he was sucking on Dom's neck to look at him again. His eyes are blue but a darker shade of it, heady with arousal and an excitement that accompanies not only first times and experiences, but stoking the fires of whatever it is they have and are building together.]
Where- Where, ah, do you want it?
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My face?
[ So he can close his eyes and feel how much Theo has in an orgasm. So he can go a little crazy with the scent of him being so close to his mouth. ]
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[Said with an audible smile, Theo has to coax himself out of rubbing up against Dom any more, lest he ruin it all by coming in his pants. Instead he shifts to straddle Dom's abdomen - knees digging into the bed as he pushes himself upright on them, shedding his shirt and unfastening his pants. He pushes them down his thighs, holding his cock in one hand, and looks back down to meet Dom's gaze.]
Face, right? You sure?
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With a shiver drawing invisible lines down his entire body, Dom nods. ]
Just— just let me know when.
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["When" won't be long - not when Theo's worked up, feeling heady and happy being the center of someone's world. Sex is a lot of give and take and he's always happy to be giving, so he's jerking himself off slowly to start - smearing pre down the shaft of his dick, hips gyrating forward into the firm grip of his hand. It's not exactly the prettiest he's looked - crumpled pants around his thighs limiting motion, but he makes the best of it.
He stares down at Dom, free hand reaching to brace himself against the bedframe or wall - fucking into his hand quicker after staring at the soft curves of Dom's mouth and imagining how his lips would feel around his cock. He thinks about the heat of his mouth, closing his eyes, moans now including soft gasps of Dom's names and a whimpering, needy hiss.
A little more. A little more... a little-]
S-Say my name? Say - ah, say it and... I'll come, fffuck.
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He doesn't do that. Dom waits another moment instead, taking in this image, so impossibly real and perfect, and closes his eyes. ]
Teddie. Teddie, please, I need it. All of it.
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[No words left, Theo's just moving his hand, getting himself over the edge after sitting there on it. He's arching forward, cock haphazardly aimed to shoot his load on Dom's face; landing on lips and chin, then cheek, while Theo gasps one more time and closes his eyes tight. Afterglow is like a warm current through him, muscles tensed until he comes around, hand slowed to milk out one last dribble down the head of his cock, caught by the crook of his finger as he looks at Dom and witnesses the aftermath.]
S-Shit, you look hot.
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Slowly, he wipes Theo's come from the corner of his lips, staring at his fingers. Then he grabs the hem of the other man's shirt, tugging him close. ]
Clean me? With your mouth.
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[He's quick to agree, shifting down - legs feeling like jelly but still holding him up as he moves back to straddle Dom's hips again; grinding against his pants with his bare ass for the hell of it, before he's draping down forward to cup either side of Dom's face in his hands. He then drags his tongue up over the bulk of his mess, wiping it off with the warm flat of it.
Then he licks again, dragging his lips right over Dom's mouth - taking a side tour to lick into it, share it in a warm kiss. Then he's nose to nose, pausing before he finishes one last lick; eyes to eyes, gazing lovingly into Dom's:]
How d'you wanna get off? In me? On me?
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In… in.
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[Theo stumbles over his words with glee, pushing up on his knees again - looking down at Dom, tongue caught between his lips as he readies himself - without lube if needed, because surely the heat of the moment'll be enough to make it bearable? He helps position Dom, gyrating his hips slowly, working to position the head against his hole. Preferably before either of them think better and back out.]
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[ And for a second he thinks that's where they're gonna have to stop, except Theo is coming down anyway, moving his hips until he can feel the ring of muscle brush against the head of his cock, a pathetic look of eager desperation flashing across his face, still wet with Theo's saliva. Dom grabs his hips, fingers shaking a little. He doesn't want to back out. ]
Please, I need—
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[Breathy reassurance while Theo's head is somewhere else, fighting through the haze of discomfort as he pushes himself down - feeling Dom's cock enter him with a bright sting of pain and a feeling of dizzying fullness. He's still recovering but his cock does twitch, weakly, as he bites his lip and works to push himself down farther and take Dom into him dry.
The friction is a lot, but Theo's no quitter - little gasps half pained and half pleasured, whimpered in a way that betrays just how much he's focusing, unable to bite it all back. His legs shake, quivering against Dom's sides, but he persists. Oh God, oh God, oh-]
F-Fuck, you're so - you're big, baby. Shit.
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I'm, I'm almost…
[ Almost there, but not quite, and he doesn't realize the other unusual thing about how eager his body is until it starts to change inside of Theo. Stretching what was already tight, growing a little deeper, feeling more painful the closer Teddie feels to the base of Dom's swelled dick. The younger man doesn't realize how carried away he's getting until it's too late and the both of them are trapped; the look of alarm he shoots at their middles, then up at Theo, doesn't quite undo the fog of arousal that shows he's too close to the edge, and he can only mutter an I'm sorry before they frantically move together again, another minute or two needed for the first spill to erupt, then another, like he's struggling to hold it back and ultimately making it worse. The wolf without energy can't stop, not until Theo is full. Only then does Dom fall back, utterly spent, knot still wide keeping every drop of come inside his boy— his friend. ]
Fuck… fuck, I'm sorry, I-I didn't think that would happen. D-don't try to get off.
[ He's almost too exhausted to be properly mortified. Almost. ]
Does it hurt?
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He feels full. Not just with Dom's spent load but with his cock as well, squirming despite being told not to - looking down with parted lips and a flushed face. He lifts his hips just a little, but nothing gives, and he lets out a hot sigh. Is this-? His gaze looks up to Dom, eyes wide, surprise over fear prominent in his expression:]
A-Are you- we're stuck?
[Sry, that makes him laugh just a little.]
Goddamn.
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Dom looked pained with humiliation. The answer to Theo's question is a stiff nod. ]
It… it should go away in a few minutes. [ He really, really hopes. Teddie started keeping track of time back home. Their record neared thirty minutes, but they were closer to the moon phase that justified such a ridiculous amount. Dom lifts his hands, and… covers his own face. ] I'm really sorry. Fuck, this is so embarrassing.
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[Not for any reason other than:]
I would've made you get on top. My legs feel numb.
[Which is kind of hot in a 'I'm so uncomfortable right now, this might end up turning me on' kind of way. He tries to minimize movement because he gives a shudder from the base of his skull right down his spine when he moves just enough to rub against his prostate, the girth of Dom inside him still really noticeable. He breathes in shakily, holding before exhaling. Whoo. Whoo. Whoooooooo.]
What - what do we do while we wait? Rock paper scissors?
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How bad does it hurt?
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[Not comfortable - makes him kinda wanna squirm around, and keeps him seated in that anticipatory feeling of slow escalation toward relief - but it's not bad? He's still breathing in steady, slow inhales. Rock, paper, scissors would've been a fun distraction. Instead he's staring down at Dom, brows pinching and - glamors on the fritz, eyes a dark muddy blue, fading and fizzling out as he can't keep up the focus.]
Unless you want me to dirty talk, then uh - oooh, you're splitting me apart. Ahhh?
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No need.
[ He releases him again. ]
… your eyes.
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What about them?
[Blinking a few times, brow furrowed.]
Is - ah, sometimes when I'm stressed, I can keep it up.
[Snorts at the double entendre.]
Would not be the first time good dick's done this to me.
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This was good—?
[ Flattering? Still embarrassing? Theo could just be saying that because… Theo says the right things to make people like him in any universe. (dom isn't insecure you are—)
Dom shifts a little when there's a different kind of wet oozing onto his thighs and navel, after the knot starts to relax. It's going to be a small mess. ]
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[He lets out a soft grunt, shifting - but still thinking it's a little early to try it. He just repositions himself, looking down, eager but trying to show patience. He can feel it leaking out of him and it heats his face a little, messy-filthy vibes keeping a certain heat in his chest. Would only be made better if Dom called him something slutty here, but he doesn't seem the type so Theo just keeps his eyes downcast.]
I'll uh, clean up. And... stay here a little longer?
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You can stay. [ Of course he can stay. Dom is looking around, wishing he'd kept some tissues close by. ] Are you gonna be okay? It got kinda...
[ Big. ]
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I'm durable, babe. Ah, be- be back in a sec.
[BRB FLEEING TO HIDE THE UNSEXY CLEANUP. He will return so smoothly minutes later, with a cloth to clean Dom up with.]
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[ But Theo walks off as soon as his legs let him, and Dom sneaks in a good look at him through the concern. He should get up too, but he's suddenly overtaken by this… glow, in him, and not just from the aftermath of sex where his body responded as if he was one night away from the full moon, fully fucking his mate to exhaustion.
Flat on his back, Dom slings his forearm over his forehead, hand sliding down to touch himself with a smile, wrapping fingers around the shrinking, softening girth, barely wider at the base anymore, and obscenely coated in come. If this is what happened tonight, he can't imagine when the cycle reaches the other extreme…
Dom snatches his hand away from his dick when Theo's scent reenters the room, a little dizzy. He holds his hand out for the cloth, sitting back up. ]
Ah, thanks.
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[He laughs - seating himself (gingerly, just a little) on the bed before crawling back into the space next to Dom; his healing will kick in bit by bit, but in honestly - he kind of likes the residual burn and discomfort. Just like a hickey, he likes to wear it for as long as he can, especially when it makes him feel like he's wearing his partner on him too.]
I feel boneless, like in a good way? Boned to bonelessness.
[He slumps to lay flat; stretching out on Dom's bed like it's his own.]
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incredibly hot in his touch.
Theo says it's in a good way, but— ]
… this doesn't happen every time. I swear I didn't think it'd grow, Teddie. I would've told you if I did, especially without any, like — fucking lube.
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Happy little accident. You get that reference, right? Bob Ross was like a thousand years ago.
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Once he's covered enough, he drops the cloth on the floor— apologies to the staff. ]
Yeah. [ A pause. He slides down, lies on his side to face Theo. He's getting flushed again. Nnh. ]
… Was it your first time?
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[He squirms a little closer, their noses nearly touching. He pulls up the bedsheets, but then snakes his hand up Dom's arm - toying with touch, keeping a circuit of it going. It's kind of neat, thinking about a genuine first time like this. Of all the things he's done in his lifetimes...]
You popped my cherrrry.
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... It was Teddie. For me.
[ He made a very conscious effort to say his boyfriend's name instead of saying you. ]
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[Can he say that when it's referencing another version of himself? Because he does. It's still something of a daydream to think about - some other life where he gets to date a cute werewolf boy and worry about homework instead of multi-universal chase downs. He grins at Dom, very much unbothered but the topic. He feels his other self would be fine too? Probably?]
... It's still okay, right? Us.
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[ Look at him, pretending like he isn't suddenly afraid Theo will think twice and conclude he should back off, for the other Teddie's sake. He might even be right, but it turns out Dom is more selfish than that. ]
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[He's okay with this, too. He leans to kiss Dom, slow and languid - arm over and around him, playing with the short hair at the back of his head; running his fingers back and forth against the grain. He feels so happy in this moment, he wishes he knew how to voice it.]
Can I sleep here tonight?
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[ Please stay, he means, smiling a little dreamily after that kiss. His hand is soft on Theo's chest, leaning back in to nuzzle his neck, shoulders tense with how good it feels to be touched on his nape. Dom is too relaxed to be too shy for his next request. ]
Can you do that behind my ear…?
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[Said with affection, fingers moving - nails gently grazing against his scalp, playing with his hair as Theo squirms in delight at being able to now get comfortable and inevitably, fall asleep like this. In a dreamy, romantic embrace? Oof. Amazing.]
Like that?
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Like that.
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( feb )
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y'know
nonhuman
1/2
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Yeah
[ Literally the only person he'd ever admit it to, and he's still cringing hard. ]
Why
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Why?
I almost tried to kill u when
[ Well, they know when. What they don't know for sure is why the werewolf jumped on Theo, but Dom can't be the one who guesses it was for non-eviscerating reasons. ]
You're serious?
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10% because someone made me jealous talking about their cool sorta beasty sex.
And 10% just... I dunno, if it worked before - it's not like a death wish? And it feels intimate. I like tapping into that with you. Stuff that... other people might not get so easily. I like feeling special, okay?
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[ Romancing werewolves is dead. ]
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it just sounded hot and you're my hot werewolf bf, so.
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]
I'm ur bf?
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was it not implied
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Do you want to be?
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Not like this
[ ... over text. ]
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Oh
Ok then
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...
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un: bitchface
what are we gonna do
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Better this way
[ rip to the wildlife ]
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we just need better wards
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Including u
[ Except instead he uh, hurt him in a different way. ]
I'm no good at any of this
I could ask my friends but IDK if they wanna be involved
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if it's because of me being around, i can step back
if they can help you better, i want them to
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I wouldn't blame anyone for not wanting to risk it
But I don't want u to step back either
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okay maybe we can brainstorm something together?
i promise to behave (unless they expect me not to? was teddi-me a flirt with them too?)
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What do u think
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ok bc i was kinda excited to flirt with your friends
a completely sane and normal sentence to say, i know
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Who aren't u excited to flirt with
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when do we wanna do a fun meet up to plan
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Talk to u later
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They're in
But they're being weird about it
[ Translation: Dom is #sensitive ]
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[ ... okay Dom, at least try. ]
They don't trust you just because you look like Teddie
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could be worse?
i'm still up for helping
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Please
We need u
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but i'm sitting next to you all night
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Do u think u can hold me back if I break free again
Or is the magic gonna hurt u
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i've got something going for me
[besides, you know, the happy ending]
i'll be okay. you're one of my reasons for wanting to practice. and be good at this.
i want to be able to protect you. soothe you. you know?
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When u say that stuff
I get scared I'm going to make it worse somehow
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we work together really well
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Everyone around me gets angry at some point
U too
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it's not that bad
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Ur not just saying that to be nice to me
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i'm saying it bc it's true
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OK...
They're on their way to the room
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see u there babe
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[ do you see how silly that sounds. ]
cmon dude
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Cmon dude what
How am I supposed to feel
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but can u explain what i did wrong bcuz im actually confused
[ partially confused, but only because he thinks dom’s mad at him for “maybe, maybe not”, which he apologized for. ]
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U still think I'm being delusional
But it's OK for u to do whatever
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and i dont think that either thats not even what i meant
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[ “fake teddie” but still. ]
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like i get that he smells the same 2 u or whatever
but 1 is theo, who doesnt even know ur moms or literally any 1 from our coven or anything about us and also is like almost 30
and the other is teddie
im not saying any of that is his fault but i dont think its unfair of me and jules 2 not trust him or be buddy buddy right off the bat
if some 1 who looks exactly like julian showed up but he was in his 20s and didn’t know us and lived an opposite life and had the same name would u just be like yeah that’s our friend no question
if u couldnt smell him
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What the fuck am I supposed to do then??
[ wahhh ]
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except maybe just give us time i guess ?
[ … ]
i wasnt trying 2 piss u off
i guess i could have said that differently
sry man
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I've been giving u time
Just don't need u to turn around and keep telling me he's not the same Teddie like I don't know that
I miss him too ok?
Were u even gonna tell me if u got together with him
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typing, typing… ]
i mean i wasnt planning on running thru the hallways 2 find u & tell u we bumped uglies or whatever
but i wouldnt hide it from u
i didnt write anything of that stuff on that butler thing tho
& also i wasnt planning on hooking up anyway ?
[ you know. until. ]
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[ Does he tell Felix he'd be able to smell them on each other or has he acted like enough of a freak already ]
Whatever
That thing is stupid I wish I could delete mine
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Thanks for apologizing
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so
[ maybe he doesn’t actually think he’s in the wrong, but he upset dom either way and fixing that’s more important to him than being right. ]
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🍆💦🥵
cum on me already
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U can't send me this stuff in the middle of the day!
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U know what day it is right?
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more than doki, actually; that opener did something. Ugh. ]
OK...
I need to focus so I don't end up where we met again
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cuz i really can give you a few rounds if that'll help you calm down
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Just a few?
[ who is he ]
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What do u wanna do then?
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We don't just have to do it one way
U can fuck me too
[ in before he gets carried away and forgets he said that. ]
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you can use it on me if that's more comfortable
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I never really liked cock rings but they're a thing too ig
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The ones u have
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btw do u like lace
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Those are urs?
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you like them?
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[ Saying it like that when the tone is actually 👉👈 ]
I thought it was for girls
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oh
well, why let girls have all the fun?
it's cool, i'll just skip them all together
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I don't mind
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it's OK if you don't like it thought, different strokes for different folks
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which is different than ok
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Butt I didn't say just OK I said OK
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do you want me to wear them
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And what if he didn't ]
Yea
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I'll be over in like twenty minutes?
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[ Does he torture himself a little bit or does he get started while he thinks of the photo and lace, that's the question. ]
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And after a period of time spent on the bed, floor and up against at least one other piece of furniture in the room - they've ended up on the (thankfully plush) rug once again, skin slick with sweat and bodies panting. Theo grunts, arching his back - pulling out a shoe from under it and throwing it away so he can comfortably lay flat, grinning up at the ceiling before tipping his head toward Dom.]
... And to think, we haven't even used my toy yet.
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On the floor, dazed with affection, Dom is thinking about the lace he nuzzled when he got on his knees, now long gone and discarded somewhere along with the shoe. He leans in to brush his nose against Theo's neck, seeking warmth and the familiar smell, hand cupped over his shoulder. He doesn't really have any idea of what to expect — if it'll even get used today — but he's not apprehensive, either. ]
Which one did you bring—?
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[Said with a disbursement of kisses, tucked in against Dom's neck. Even after needing a breather, he feels it easy to gravitate back toward him and the heat that radiates off his skin. Theo's fingers tug Dom gently toward him, back over top of him as he flattens on his back - wanting the weight of his body over him, even if they're not yet heading into the next round of rutting like wild animals.]
One's this... girthy dildo. It's pink and sparkly but - maybe I like pink things, especially when they're deep inside me.
[Heh. More kissing, more drawn out talk with a laugh:]
And the other two...
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In between kisses, leaning on his elbows so he can play with Theo's hair, ]
What about them?
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[Theo talks so unabashedly - grinning at Dom, a light in his eyes accompanying the clear comfort of being in his presence. He traces a finger down the line of Dom's nose, booping him with a tap soon after.]
The other one's a nice set of beads. I haven't used beads in like, forever, but I thought what the hell, better than threatening you with a fleshlight.
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I don't know what you're actually supposed to do with those.
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[He's trying to make it as sexy as he can, but...]
... I could do anything with you and be happy, though. I just want you to know that.
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It's always there — the conversation he had with Sully, the realizations, the struggle to drown them every time they surface. ]
Anything?
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[But, he blinks, and finds himself wanting to rectify that broad statement:]
Mmmaybe not anything. I don't - I don't like being choked, that's the one thing I'm not into. Anything else's fair game. Is... Is that a thing for Teddie too?
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U-uhm, no. I mean, I don't know. We never talked about it. Sorry.
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[Not bitter, just - if they haven't talked about it, if it hasn't been an issue... Theo has already spent a little too long theorizing that Teddie's some sort of good end version of him, no memories and just some version of him that gets to be a kid? Is it weird to be a bit bitter about that? Hum. He snorts humorlessly at himself, and shifts under Dom. Kisses his cheek, his neck.]
Is there stuff you have talked about, or... like? Besides what we do too. Like the stuff you'd wanna do together, stuff like that.
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There wasn't a lot of talking with us, honestly. Between his sigil and my whole… [ Special relationship with the moon, ] We just. Did it.
[ Pause. ]
I guess he talked about collars sometimes. Leashes. But he jokes about stuff all the time, so.
[ A soft shrug. ]
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[Has he said as much before? Feels like he has, though Theo can't remember. He's too busy sucking a hickey on Dom's skin, pinching it harder with the front line of his teeth. His hand slides down Dom's side, tickling its way between them to cup his dick.]
Perking up a bit, hm?
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He shifts his hips softly, tellingly. Warm in his chest, wet where Theo's mouth left another mark. Dom adjusts them both, holds Theo's face in a way that's not quite tender. ]
You ready to go again? Then get the vibrator thing. I wanna ride you.
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[Love the rug, love the kink of the floor but for the sake of his tailbone and Dom's knees... Theo regretfully nudges Dom to move over so he can go collect the toy; fair shaped plug, which he shows off by wiggling it from its flared base. He offers Dom the remote, a tiny little thing with a selection of buttons. The future is fun, Dom. Honest.]
You wanna put it in me, or should I?
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[ On his feet, following Theo along naked and with the first signs of arousal hanging between his legs, he keeps his hands affectionate and relatively tame until Theo is back on the bed, handing it over to him. Curious, he tests the settings before putting it anywhere near his boyfriend, frown both curious and skeptical, depending on the angle he's being looked at. Telling Theo to lie down Dom crawls after him and between his legs, looking at him before he looks down, a little more lube at the ready before he slides the thing inside, one inch at a time. ]
That okay?
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[Theo doesn't say that somehow it feels better this way, watching Dom insert the toy into him - feeling it with a soft shiver and a gentle lift of his hips. Once it's settled in him, he'll be reaching for Dom, though he doesn't pull him to straddle him just yet. First:]
Play around with the - the settings, if you want. You can see which ones I like.
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You wanna stick with that one?
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[It's - doing something for him, but not enough that it'll carry him away. Some of the vibrations were a little too severe; things he'd be happy to fuck himself with and get it over with, but not ideal for having yet to feel his boyfriend straddle his hips. Theo's face is nonetheless flushed with color, leg twitching and toes curling every so often - hand outstretched for Dom when he can't quite feel like waiting anymore.]
One day- one day, I'm gonna put that in your pocket. And you're - you're gonna have it all day, just to make me weak in the knees. At breakfast. At dinner. Oh, ah - Dom, I can't wait to fuck you. You ready?
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You can't wait to fuck me, right?
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[Theo's laughing - breathy and grinning, but also desperate to feel Dom on top of him - his arms are outstretched, grabbing and kneading at Dom's thighs and hips, while he pushes his own upward to try and get his way inside him. It's a little strange to do with a toy inside him, keeping a flush on his face the whole way through:]
C'mon!
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Like that, Teddie?
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[Breathy, smiling through his own almost-pained sort of pleasure, Theo's grinning up at Dom; he loves the way he feels, the tight warmth of him around his cock. The inevitable friction that accompanies either of them shifting - and, of course, the ability to meet gaze.]
You feel so good? Nice and tight - mmhm.
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(It is, just not the way they are now.)
The pads of his fingers press down on Theo's chest, a scratch-like motion without using nails, watching the lines of white they leave on skin until blood fills its color back in. There's so much he wants to say before his mind goes blank, before he's transfixed on his boyfriend's eyes and angling his head, looking wanton. Slow rolls, hips pressing forward, shuddering with a tighter clench around Theo's dick. ]
It hurts, [ He breathes out, like he's daydreaming. ] It's so good, Teddie. You're gonna come inside me, right?
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[The things Theo says when they're in the throes of things - baby you're so tight, I wanna fill you up, make you leak come out in whimpered, horny tones. He's nodding his head, kneading his hand against Dom's thigh as he savors the feeling of Dom moving - every little shift of his hips, every clench around his cock. It's all the more sexy by the fullness of the toy, making Theo just ever so slightly uncomfortable too - moaning gently when they move the right way.]
After - After I come in you - you gotta give me a pearl necklace, okay? I wanna feel you all over my skin.
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I-I wish you could knot.
[ One more added to the pile of blurted out daydreams, frown deepening. Maybe the wrong thing to say, but he goes on just in case, ]
Then... then I'd have to keep you here until you were done.
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[Theo's voice is breathy - like that's definitely a daydream that's helping him out, his hand around the base of Dom's dick to gently pump him. He wants to savor this feeling of... tantric sex, drawing out that feeling of pleasure with the hope of it continuing to stretch on and on.]
Guess we'll just have to make do with your knot, then. That's one of my favorite parts, you know? When - ah, when... we're just stuck like that after. I get to keep you in me like that.
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It is?
[ Palms on his own thighs, on Theo's stomach, seeking any kind of touch. He looks down, watches his dick move past the ring of his boyfriend's fingers, lips parted. ]
I think... I think I like watching it drip out of you after. You make me come so much, Teddie. I wanna make you come like that, too.
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[More moan than reply, Theo's smile is still wickedly wide - he has and forever always will love listening to someone tell him what their favorite things he does are. Especially if it's him doing something slutty or hot, and them clearly into it when they tell him so that he can most definitely do it again. He rolls his hips a little, body full of endorphins.]
I like that too. Being made a mess of, yeah - you really run down my thighs, don't you?
[Breathy, with another sighing moan.]
Remember when you licked me clean? Fuck, Dom, that- that was...
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You're gonna— you're gonna come inside me, hard. After I come on you, you're gonna lick me clean and make me do it again. Got it?
[ It wouldn't take him long to climax twice in such a short amount of time. He's been trying not to for the past minutes already. ]
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[What a pleasant, pleasant thought. Theo's eyes are wide and alight with a horny desire to do just that - and he nods, vehemently. He grips Dom's hips and rolls up hard, finding himself breathy as he tears himself away from drawing it out to instead trying to focus on getting off. It's not hard when Dom's body is so warm and tight, and when they move together like two pieces of the same puzzle. He gasps, and begs:]
Move a little - little harder, just, yeah, like that. Do that, do that and... I'll - oh, fuck.
[Keep it up. He's about to come.]
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[ About to do it, too, and trying really hard not to. Theo asked him for a pearl necklace and he wants to give it to him, but his cock is twitching and standing stiff with each thrust, threatening to sprint to that orgasm unless he focuses. The slightest slip up and he'll lose himself completely.
He curls his fingers, pressing into his boyfriend's skin. ]
Please?
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[Just a gasp, quick and sudden, and that's all Theo needs to let his head loll back and his whole body to feel like it's just been submerged in warm waves of water. His hips roll up, a rhythm of little pulse-like movements in the wake of his orgasm. He groans, soft and drawn out, murmuring:]
Fuck, you feel so good.
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When Theo is done, Dom lifts himself to stand on his knees, the sensation of his girth lingering even after he fully slips out, standing on his knees to get closer to his chest. Hand wrapped around his own cock, Dom gasps and moans, pumps himself quickly, heat building into tension that finally snaps and leaves a mess of thick white on his boyfriend's collarbone and neck, dangerously close to his chin. He has to lean over by the end, grab the headboard for support, squeezing the last droplets with a few more strokes. ]
Like, [ Panting, ] Like that?
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Breathless, he waits until Dom's done, feeling the slip of some of his cum down his neck and he blinks open half-closed eyes to grin up at him.]
Yeah. Do I look good? You should - you should take a picture.
[Probably a terrible idea.]
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[ Breathing hard, warmth in his cheeks and smile, he leans away from the headboard and drops to the side, ready to be lazy — unless Theo remembers Dom's pre-nut demand, because he wouldn't say no to keep going. He's probably going to even if Theo walks off or goes to sleep; the upcoming full moon has his body's needs amplified, and it wouldn't be the first time Dom masturbated while Teddie took a break. ]
For real? Oh, hey - you wanna take that thing out?
impending 🎀
[Theo's got a still-horny glint to his eye, even as he's lolling his head back and enjoying the nearly too-much sensation post-coming. There's just something about Dom marking him up that's so inherently hot that he does want this preserved. However messy and probably only hot to them that it'll be.]
Then you can flip me over and keep going, if you're up for it.
🎀
Once he gets Teddie's approval, the toy comes out; after that, he grabs him by the shoulder, covers him in kisses and turns him around to fuck his boyfriend until, ideally, there's no more come left in this body to fill him with. ]
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sorry i yelled at you earlier
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It's just gonna happen again
[ And possibly forever, unless they can undo this. ]
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we're not mad now
are you still mad at me?
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We fucked up a spell
Everyone who comes near me wants to hurt me because of my sigil
They all get angry no matter what I'm doing and then I get angry too
It even got to u
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but i'm saying now that we're apart and it's not affecting us, we're good right?
we'll just have to work at it like this
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How?
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See if we can see what went wrong, or what happened? See if there's anything to counter that.
I'm not good at it. I know someone who might be - he helped me get my curse mark off. The one that kept my magic all fucked up.
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What?
When did that happen?
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you had a thing going, i had my thing going
i went to tell you and then it was... you know... a fight instead
i wonder if it's my fault too
like am i amplifying your sigil any?
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It's fucking everything up
I doubt it's u
How powerful are u now?
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before I would try to do things and I'd have to try 150% the energy for like 20% the reward
this feels like... so easy now? like how i'd imagine it feels to take adhd meds. or take off a cockring idk
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babe?
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He knocks on the door, but doesn't wait. He tries it immediately after, intent to enter.]
Dom?
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Y-you need to, you need—you need to leave.
[ Something off about his words, too. His fangs are getting in the way. ]
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[It sounds more irritated than it should, but it's like the warm air of a just-opened stove; the sigil's energy washes over Theo almost immediately, yet he pushes through and into the room toward Dom. He tries to steady himself, as if his own magic might calm his own temper, if not helping Dom with his. He doesn't know what he's looking at at first, but he crouches low. He reaches out to touch Dom.]
I'm not leaving, Dom. I'm here for you.
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[He's solidifying his tongue, hand to Dom's shoulder, that minty green cool breeze of magic trying to make its way into him. It won't be enough to safeguard them but for this moment he hopes it'll give them the clarity they need to connect. He's searching Dom's face, seeing the changes, wondering with a drop of his gut what it means - but most importantly:]
I'm here for you. Whatever you need from me. Yell at me, I don't care. I love you. Even if I yell back - I love you. Whatever happens, that doesn't change. You're not alone and you'll never be.
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[ His heavy breathing not as sharp, letting Theo's newfound increased power work its way through, the same way Teddie's — to some extent, his mothers' — spells would, when their son felt himself getting too much out of control. There isn't talks of medication in his time like there is for someone like Theo, or the many others living in the equivalent of Saltburn's future, not its past, so it's really all he can cling to, and it's still not enough. Not right now, when Saltburn itself has taken the rot of the Wrath sigil and made it exponentially more infectious. Dom reaches across his own chest to grab Theo's arm, urgency in his quasi-mirror eyes. More than that: the threat of something that's on its last steps to becoming inevitable. ]
I want to hurt you. I've— I've wanted to hurt you for a long time. When we were dancing, every time you came here to — to fuck me. I want to hurt you. I want to see your blood and know it was me. I want to be the one who takes it from you. It keeps talking to me and I've been pushing it away, but now—
[ But now Theo is here, and the beast is half-out of Dom, gripping Theo too tight, and Sully told him to obey it. It sounds insane, it is, and it's exactly how everyone has been acting around him, so what's the difference anymore? Dom leans away from the wall, skin flushed around his eyes, probably the picture of everything Julian warned the others about. ]
Fight me.
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[That's his immediate response - not anything in retort to what else Dom says, not immediately, but instead an incredulous repetition of his request because have you seen him lately? He's not built for brawling. And he should know better than to even entertain the idea with someone who's just openly admitted to wanting to see him hurt but if Theo did that he'd really never have gotten laid in a half hundred lives at all, so.
He tries to funnel more of his energy but it's like... it hits a wall, so far as the sigil's concerned. He can work around the edges, act like the smallest breeze on a hot day, but it's not really capable of bringing down the temperature. Whether that's due to his inexperience or the fact this magic is of the house, and thus... impenetrable.]
I'm not going to fight you, I'll look stupid.
[Said with a spit of agitation, because it's hard to repel.]
... If you want to hurt me, though - go ahead. Come on.
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Dom pushes himself off the wall, lunges at Theo to knock him on his back. Hanging on top of him, breathing hard, he presses his hand on his chest. Again: ]
Fight me.
[ So I'll win, so I'll claim you, so you'll bleed because my teeth love you so much. ]
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... Why not try a little, too? Maybe he's not as bad at this as he thinks.
He digs his fingers into Dom's arms, hooks one leg over him and in a swift motion - tries to flip them with a twist of his body. He's not going to get anywhere with brute strength but if he can find ways around that, maybe...]
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Wrestling, turning them around again, Dom keeps going, crying out if Theo ever uses magic to make it hurt, but refusing to ever back down. He won't stop until he has Theo on his stomach, facing the floor to leave his nape exposed, Dom pinning him down with his weight on his lower back, dipping to smell the back of his neck, heavy breathing from exertion, from excitement. ]
Mine.
[ His to love. His to hurt. Dom opens his mouth wide, bites down to write his claim in Theo's blood. ]
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He tries to push up from the floor with both arms, but Dom's weight is too hard to throw off - he feels the heat of his breath on his neck and pauses instinctively. He swallows hard, letting out a squeak of a moan when Dom's teeth sink into him, harder than he expects. But his body is already trying to heal it, thrumming with energy, so he's not afraid. Never would he be, even if he couldn't heal because...]
... D-Dom...
[That feels good. He's not fighting the same way - he's lax.]
Harder.
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Like he's gasping for air, Dom releases Theo's neck to look at the damage, the blood, to lament and love what he's done at the same time, wondering if this is what the wolf did the night their wards didn't work. Theo talked about it, but he was never explicit, for some reason or another. Even if he had all the details in the world, though, nothing would be a substitute for Dom remembering it himself. For actually knowing what it's like.
Just as urgently, Dom washes his tongue over the gashes healing up quickly, greedily taking back the blood that's meant to be his before Theo's magic reclaims it. Thinking over and over the word mine, meu, he marks the other man's shoulder next, just as reckless and violently needy. Mouth and chin red all over, the boy breaks through for a moment: ]
Is this what it did? Is this why I want to hurt you?
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Why's he panting already? He laughs, too. Spectator in his own body:]
It did a lot more than that.
[Theo presses back against Dom, for a moment it's to grind his ass back up toward him - but then he's pushing his palms to the ground and trying to wrench free of him. Is he, though? Or is he just trying to get Dom to exert a little more of that possessive force? He feels a surge of twisted, horny wrath going through him. It makes him clench his teeth. Makes him want to sink his nails back into Dom, too.]
Mark me better than that. Come on.
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No, you're not getting up.
[ But then Theo tells him what he actually wants, and Dom feels the darkness of his encounter with Death's spirit flooding again. He grabs Theo's shirt, pulls it up and off his shoulders, throws it aside; curls his fingers and sinks his claws on each half of an exposed back. Sometimes, mostly in dreams, Dom gets flashes of memories from his altered state — most have been in the rooms his mothers built to keep a wolf that kept growing bigger as he aged, then to keep him and others safe. They aren't pleasant or exciting, and the ones from the fortunately few instances where he got away or didn't manage to make it back home in time are… exciting, but often not pleasant, and he can never be completely sure that they're all real. There are some he really wants to remember, though. Like the night Teddie found him and brought him home. The night Theo's wards didn't work and he had to keep a monster distracted. ]
Tell me what it did, Teddie.
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[Theo is surprised by how fast and forceful Dom can be, when he wants to. The same tentative soul that seems almost a little too meek some days can flip a switch like this, and embrace that more animalistic side. He grunts, wriggling a little bit more but remains unsuccessful in evading the pressure Dom puts on him. He lets out a pained hiss when he feels nails dig into him, almost wishing they'd drag down the whole of his back - and then wondering what about that felt so exciting for a second.
He breathes hard, tilting his head so his cheek is on the ground and one eye can barely cast a glance back at him. He decides he wants to emphasize:]
It didn't do anything. You want me to tell you what you did.
[Another grunt.]
You want to know what you want to do. Why don't you tell me?
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I'm— I'm not…
[ I'm not it, but to say that would imply he believes it's true. Dom already said too much just moments ago: I want to hurt you. I want to see your blood and know it was me. I want to be the one who takes it from you. He never said it wants.
Finally, pained, guilty: ]
Because I don't remember. [ He leans back down, forehead against Theo's back, hiding for yet another confession. ] I never remember what [ A beat, ] I do, and I don't know what's real anymore. Which one of me is this supposed to be?
[ The one that hurts Theo and savors his blood in the aftermath. It can't be the part of him that's meant to not be a monster. ]
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Even when you're - that version of yourself, you never really want to hurt me.
[Theo says, at least - from his own perspective on it.]
You can be rough, but that's - that's your nature. I like it. I like the way you care about me, even when you're riled up. You treat me like I'm yours and I like that, Dom. So treat me like that now. Give - give it a taste?
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He bares his teeth, frustrated. His claws relent before they dig in again, a cutting clutch where Theo's neck and shoulder meet to keep him from moving. Dom remembers tasting his blood from moments ago, remembers what he tasted between that girl's legs at prom, head spinning with the desire he struggled with back then and what he sees now; he gives Theo what they both want and punishes him at the same time, teeth sinking deep, anchored in flesh, making a low noise in his throat. He doesn't relax his jaw when he pulls away, tearing skin, panting while his mouth drips with blood and saliva. ]
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Fuck-
[Theo tries to press back against Dom again, finding this sense of - rigidity unwavering; he wants to hurt him back, wants him to feel what he feels. That sigil might a well be burning itself into Theo's skin, mixed with a sweetly masochistic whimper at being at Dom's mercy.]
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This isn't him. It is. He shouldn't want it to be, but it feels like there's nothing else anymore. ]
Say… say it.
[ You treat me like I'm yours isn't enough. ]
You're mine.
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[Theo lets out another hiss through his teeth, feeling the sticky warmth of blood smeared over his skin and the way that Dom is enthralled by it. He likes the feeling of being desirable like that, driving someone wild, even if it's probably a bad idea to indulge this way. But he can't think straight, he just wants that indulgence. So he bows his head, panting, pressing back against Dom.]
I'm yours- I'm yours, Dom. Yours to have. Yours to take.
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Harder - c'mon, yeah, yeah...
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He's panting when he lets go, looking more delirious and bloodthirsty than ever. Sloppily wiping blood from his mouth with the back of his hand, Dom licks Theo's newest wounds like it's a kiss. ]
I love you, [ Muttered, kissing and swiping his tongue. ] I love your blood.
Teddie, I — I need you to hurt me back.
[ His cock twitches. ]
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His magic thrums within him, like a cool trickle of water; it bleeds out through his wounds, through his blood, regenerating his skin beneath Dom's lips in a steady pulse. Meanwhile, Dom is asking him to return this favor and he, panting too, turns to him.]
I can't do what I used to be able to - with the claws, the blood magic. How else - tell me how, and I will.
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Use your teeth.
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[His voice is soft but not quiet - he swallows hard, reaching for Dom to pull him close. He starts with another kiss because the motion of putting his mouth to Dom's neck leads him to that so naturally. But then he starts to nip, starts to bite, testing his teeth against his skin. All the while his magic thrums through him, healing away any marks on his skin before he starts channeling it into something else - for the first time. He wants there to be bite to his bite, so he focuses on that, giving himself a little more power behind the first hard bite of Dom's shoulder. He staggers it, pushing mentally through the block that comes from being in his own head, clamping down tighter still after that.]
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Y-yeah—
[ He shifts, hips against Theo's groin, blindly chasing friction and pressure against the rigid curve of his bulge in slow humps. ]
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I love you- I love you so much.
🎀 soon
I love you.
[ Theo doesn't hate him. Despite the Wrath sigil making everything go wrong, despite the way Dom looks right now, or even what he did to hurt his boyfriend, they can still say they love each other.
And he's still really fucking hard. His voice is nothing short of pathetic. ]
I-I think I'm gonna come.
🎀 floating down slowly from the sky
[Theo's voice is full of nothing but appreciation for him - for approval of that. Even if Dom wasn't someone who he knows can get it up again quick, Theo wouldn't mind knowing he's made him come like this. It makes him feel appreciated, makes him feel like he's able to give back to Dom what he's given in return. Love, passion, need.
Theo's hand reaches down to feel him over, just to emphasize:]
Come for me.
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[ testing the waters... ]
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yea but u know thats not what im talking about
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I think I'm changing because of it
Like a full moon but not
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shit ok
wards ? is there time ?
i can come & try & help
maybe theo 2?
[ no mention of julian here, even though they’d probably need him for the wards to be successful enough. but also, because he’s still got julian’s outburst on his mind, and “theo 2” sounds like theo number two which might as well be throwing “fake boyfriend” in dom’s face again, which is not felix’s intention: ]
too*
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felix
what did u wish for
back then
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idk man
nothing serious
kinda stupid actually
[ he pauses here for a second, cheek caught between his teeth. ]
id been drinking a little before
wasnt exactly clear headed when i should have been
y ?
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I should have wished to make the curse go away but I didn't
Instead I asked to have control over it
So I didn't want to worry every month
I think that
Whatever is happening to us because of this place is making the wish finally work but it's all fucked
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ok but fucked how
u said ur changing but not
what does that actually mean
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My teeth and... now they're claws I guess?
My eyes are weird too
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really ?
do u feel ok?
[ ... ]
can i see
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I can't make it go away
Don't know how
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ok thats kinda sick actually
[ but that's unhelpful so he continues. ]
do u... want it to go away ?
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[ That... kinda makes him feel better? ]
It's harder to talk with these
They're really sharp
But... I dunno
Not like I wanna keep them forever but it's kinda cool I guess
Powerful
[ Then there was that whole Butler chat about marking people, ahem. ]
What's been happening to u?
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its like when ppl put those 25 cent plastic vampire teeth in their mouth except u get urs for free
no 1 can talk with those in their mouth when they 1st put them in
[ or like, at all, really, but. who wears them long enough to get in some actual practice? anyway, felix stalls for a few seconds - he's only just beginning to put two and two together. from what he's gathered, dom's sigil is making everyone want to throw hands more than it should, or so he suspects, julian's is... felix doesn't actually know if anything's up with jules', and his own is. well.
he just comes out with it. ]
everybody just wants 2 fuck
[ oh what a terrible horrible life ]
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Wait
But that's Teddie's thing?
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its not the same? i cant explain it
[ ... ]
1 of the maids came in2 my room this morning 2 bring clean towels 4 the bathroom, rite
normal
except instead of leaving she kept asking if there was anything else she could help me with
also normal rite ?
now imagine that but shes on her knees & touching my leg & my junk & shit
i couldnt get her to stop no matter what i said so i just took the fuck off
its been shit like that for like days now
i thought i was just hot shit but its everyone
everywhere
no matter where i go
not just 2 me but its like i walk in a room & ppl start going at it like they're starved
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[ Is that worse than everyone breaking out into a fight? What happens if they both enter a room with a crowd? Wait, what happens when it's Julian? ]
Dude are u OK
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yeah im good y?
ok im a little tired of not being able 2 have a normal convo with anyone
like face 2 face without feeling like im invisible but
[ invisible in that he's pretty sure like 99% of the people who have come onto him the past couple days only did so because they were influenced by his sigil being all fucking wacky, but also because even when he's not directly involved, people aren't interested in anything to do with him, they're just concerned with climbing the person closest to them. ]
1st world probs u know haha
anyway my shits boring
what r u gonna do about the claws & stuff
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OK...
I'm glad ur good
I don't know
Usually when I have these it's because it's the full moon
When it's the moon I got a lot more than these but u know what I mean
Oh dude people are gonna think I'm a vampire aren't they
Ugh
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do u not like vampires
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I don't care
[ he does care ]
There's so many of them here
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[ There's really not like twenty ]
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[ ... ]
thats a lot of people drinking other peoples blood
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And most of them are dickheads too
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maybe no 1 will mistake u 4 1 of them
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sweet actually? ]
Thanks
Ur not a dickhead either
[ As for Julian: no comment at this time ]
We really gotta figure out a way to make this stop though
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[ but moving on ]
whatever we do i dont think we should use that altar again
like at all ever
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Don't u worry about that
text ⚰️✒️ un: stefan
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Yea
Why?
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I may need someone who has magic. Do you have experience in your world with vampires and werewolves?
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Not with vampires
Why
What's going on?
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so, this message stays )
READ ✔️ 1:30pm
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@teddiebare
@strawberry
Do I have to do it again
[ What is he saying about Dom now? ]
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He tried to do that stupid medium bullshit on me
Said my moms killed my dad in front of a bunch of people
He's a piece of shit and he's lucky he's got any fucking teeth left
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shit
that wasn't cool at all
i'm sorry
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I don't get why u hang out with him
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where are you now?
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[ He says, when literally everyone here changed overnight ]
Outside
I don't wanna be near him or his snobby fucking friends
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[Teddie sees the world in rose tinted glasses, sometimes.]
you want some ice for your hand?
that's like deja vu a bit
you throw w the same hook as when you decked the other dude?
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[ He might have just knocked Iggy the fuck out if he'd given him the same treatment. Maybe he hadn't drank enough, maybe he just gets more feral when Teddie's in danger. ]
Ur not mad at me?
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i probably should be
just a little
but i know that wasn't a fair thing for him to ever say to you
id probably have done the same if someone poked me like that
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but i like to think i'd have a good shot
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Trying to imagine u actually doing that to somebody
It's really bad that I think it's hot right
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really?
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[ Oh no it is bad isn't it ]
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I wanna kiss u too
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but you can't tell a soul!
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Yea dw about it
Ren is on my ass about the auction and I think I'm about to get an Oscar
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she was ragging me the other day about us
think we can duck her? i might need to test my acting skills with her
but i'd rather just avoid her
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Come find me
Maze
Yea we can avoid her
She's busy dealing with her own drama anyway
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what's up her pussy lately?
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[ Except. That didn't happen? He remembers snow, pants down to his thighs and Teddie helpfully giving him a handjob. The fuck. ]
Never mind
Anyway
U don't even wanna know dude
I feel bad for her kinda
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ohhh you can't tease me w tea and not spill
cmon make me feel less aggro toward her by inflicting me w sympathy or empathy
or somethingy
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That's gotta be fucking awkward
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i guess for some people it could be.
did they know they were fucking the same chick?
it's weird if they knew
funny if they didn't
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She told the sister and she was fine with it??
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why is she all panty twisted
if it were me i'd be trying to get a threesome out of it
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[ Teddie that's weird ]
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1/2
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They aren't twins
And even if they were like
One's a guy and one's a girl so they wouldn't even look the same probably
[ #logic ]
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it's not about them looking the same it's them being hot to u
u banging anyone here you wanna 3some with?
[how did they get here from "did u punch iggy?"]
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Pretty sure I've been too busy scaring people off for anyone to even look at me like that Teddie
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you gotta stop hitting people
but like
idk
i'm kinda on your side with these last 2
(but oh my god iggy's pissy)
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Good I hope he stays that way
But yea IDK
I'm seeing this old guy who's supposed to help me with my anger issues but like
I know it's not gonna work
Nothing ever works
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dont um
dont give up?
it might help this time
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This is stupid but
Sometimes it feels like a curse or something
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i'm not a therapist or anything but
i don't think that's a bad way to look at it?
if you say it's a curse, it's kind of a way to think about it being something that's impacting you. not a part of you that's wrong or impacting others. you're just dealing with an extra card in your hand, making it more difficult than someone else who doesn't. if you're able to kind of isolate that as the cause... maybe you can find ways to alter how you respond to it bit by bit?
if it's a curse.... you may not be able to break it directly but you can probably like
do witchcraft back?? therapy witchcraft or something.
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I guess
Just
Feels like everything's wrong with me sometimes
Like this isn't who I'm supposed to be
U know?
But I can't stop it
Like
Have u ever felt that ur life keeps happening without u really being in it
[ He hears the word 'crazy' in Iggy's voice. Is it in Teddie's head, too? ]
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sometimes it's just stuff like i feel like my life was picked out for me? i don't have any actual choices. my parents got me work. schooling was just throwing $$ at anywhere that'd take me. no matter what i did, i couldn't change anything. rehab after rehab and... i dont know
there's something else too but
idk
do u really wanna hear how fucked up my head is when we're finally just kinda hitting a good groove together?
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It fucking sucks
Can't wait to be free from all this shit
Tell me
Can't be more fucked up than mine
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even when we were dating...
ever since i was a kid i would have these like. vivid dreams?
too vivid. they felt like realities. different ones where i was me, but not me
i started to think they were past lives or something
it really fucked with my head. i couldn't tell what was real or what wasn't
i saw so many therapists bc of my folks
it got better when i started using
hence
you know
🌟my issues🌟
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I had no idea...
[ But it feels so familiar. Not just because he's struggled with his own sense of reality and self — it's like part of him knew without needing to be told. Must be why he's ready to accept it. ]
Can I ask u about those dreams?
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Yeah, sure
what do you wanna know
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Were u always a person?
Or was there other stuff
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i was always... me? but not me
like i knew i was the same person but my face would change
once or twice i was even a girl??
idk
it felt like a whole lifetime in one night.
not a lot of it was good either
i felt like i was always being chased or smthn
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That happens a lot I think
Feeling like ur being chased in a dream
But yea that feels like
A lot
What do u remember about being a girl?
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uhhh, a little bit about it?
i had nice tits
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It's more like I can't stop running
Does that make sense
Did u feel them
[ sorry dom is still a Dude ]
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it makes sense to me , yeah
... i mean yeah i guess
but it just felt like touching my tits now
unfortunately i dont remember it being horny
but the thought of u touching my girl tits is, however, horny
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Do u think they were meant to mean something? At all?
Lol
Don't worry I already think your boy tits are hot
[ a thing he sure just said ]
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trying to figure that out is what gave me a spiral
my mom and dad treated me like i was nuts
i mean they still do in a "you're a disgrace" kinda way after all the rehab
at some point it just became the insanity of an addict to them
and i guess that's what i wrote it off as too
what do you think?
ty btw. u can touch them any time u like
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IDK
It's hard to talk about this stuff without feeling weird of dumb
Not like I've ever had a reason to believe dreams have meaning but sometimes...
It feels like they're too powerful to not?
U ever had a dream and later found out it was a real place? Somewhere u just forgot u'd been before randomly coming back up when u fell asleep?
It's really trippy
Hey
Maybe they're just telling us we actually should run away
[ Hah. ]
Hurry up then
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even if they try to do the right thing (allegedly)
sometimes i have dreams about us that never happened
but i guess i've just been waiting to ask you about it
because i dont know anymore if it did
do u think we could actually run away?
i'm coming now. 2 secs
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Just one more bad idea
But I'm not sure people would really give a fuck if I disappeared so
Might as well see what's out there
OK
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like remembering us at prom???
we so need a car
1 sec remaining, tell me when u can hear me
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Was it a cool one?
They've got a billion cars here
Bet we could just steal one
Waiting
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like something really good happened
[but rather than keep typing, Teddie whistles with his fingers - as he enters the maze.]
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Wish we could have had that
[ Not long after, Teddie is close enough to be heard. Dom puts his phone away, uses both hands to project his voice: ]
Marco!
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[Teddie's laugh is evident in the end of his call, as he moves a little quicker into the maze. He repeats the call a few times, exasperated because:]
I don't feel like I'm getting any closer!
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Really hope we aren't lost right now.
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Worse places to be. Let me see your hand. Better or worse than before?
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It's fine. Barely even felt this one.
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[Said with true affection, before he leads Dom's hand up to his lips to kiss those knuckles gently. He then puts his mouth back on Dom's, sighing happily into the kiss. He doesn't let himself think about what kind of friend to Iggy this makes him - not right now. Not when... he's so wrapped up in Dom again.]
It's unfair how sexy it is when you beat people up, Domingos.
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Yeah? [ He shouldn't be excited by that. It goes against everything everyone wants him to work on. ] Why's it sexy?
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[And all the hallmarks of a toxic relationship, buuuut...]
Weeee probably should try to keep it to one punch a month, at minimum.
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At minimum.
[ Looking down, unsure of what to do with himself, Dom finds there's more he wants to say and, as usual, finds he has more trouble knowing how to. ]
… I like that. Everyone's always watching over me and telling me what I can't and can't do — it's. Nice to be the one protecting. You.
[ Is it fucked up that this is how he finally feels like he has control over something in his life? Absolutely. ]
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[Teddie's at war with himself - he wants to lean into the things he knows are bad. Let himself take joy in the protective vibe Dom has, even at the expense of others. He wants to go head over heels for the guy again without weighing any of the cons from before. But there's this little voice in him protesting that it's different now. He's different. Dom's different. That it's okay to like these things, so long as they... keep track of what matters.]
I don't know how to say it other than to say it but. I - I want us to have another try? I know that's crazy and suicidal of me to say, maybe, but... I think we can make it work. Having time away and coming back together... I don't know, it feels better than last time, doesn't it? I'm able to see what's in front of us clearer now, it feels like. Able to see what I lost.
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You're not worried we'll fight again?
[ The fineprint: that we'll be drunk and high and do something really stupid to each other? ]
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[That's - just how it's going to be. They're not perfect people, no couple is - right? (Though he really can't imagine himself fighting with Mila but... they only just met, too. There's time for that relationship to get its bumps and bruises too.) And it'd be a foolish thing to think they wouldn't, or to hope they wouldn't. Because it'd be in denial of the truth:]
But when we do, we'll figure it out better than before. I'll try not to be too demanding, I'll listen more. I'll let you have time to cool off instead of trying to hound you into working it through right then and there.
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If only he could promise that he'd stop getting angry. Dom looks at the tattoo on his wrist, clasps it with the opposite hand. ]
I can try to, uhm. Not assume stuff. Anymore. Ask you questions when there's something I don't understand.
[ Anger management at work, kinda. The pause is uncomfortable. ]
… but I'm gonna be really shitty sometimes. I still get those days.
[ When he can't get out of bed. When he can't stand the sound of anyone's voice, when anything they might have to say is always wrong. When he's convinced everyone is against him, including the ones he loves. Teddie went through all that. ]
I'll tell you when it's happening, so… so you can stay away.
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[That's - one of the things he struggled with. He always felt like there was probably something more he could've done, leading him to feel useless. Reflecting on it, he always thought he must've been too demanding. He knows he should give Dom space and he plans to, but he also wants to find a way to exist there too, so it's not always a rigid off and on kind of thing.]
We'll work on figuring out when we're getting too heated. So we don't boil over. Deal?
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It takes a moment. Dom thinks he might be scared, just not the kind that makes him lash out. It's because Teddie is giving him hope. ]
Deal.
[ A word that feels so heavy in his throat, plagued with what ifs. ]
Are you still seeing other people?
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Yeah. I've got some stuff going on - there's a girl I really like. Then some hook ups. I could... I could stop the hook ups, if you wanted. But that relationship with the girl, that's... that's gotta stay.
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(There was never a guarantee that Dom could handle being exclusive, either. It's mostly been the idea of being special.)
His nod is silent. Teddie didn't even say the girl's name. Maybe he doesn't want him to know. ]
No, yeah, I'm — I can keep seeing other people too. [ As if there's anyone. All he does is get drunk and fight. ] Just checking.
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[He swallows hard. Why does this feel so weird? He scratches at his forearm, eyes downcast.]
But I wanna be - be boyfriends. Not just - whatever. Is that okay?
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We should talk about that. Yeah.
[ And he's already letting his thoughts get away from him. You'll be the only one talking about it and I'll watch you meet and love someone new every fucking week.
He tells himself to stop. Reset. He reaches for Teddie's hand, prying it away from his forearm so they can hold each other. ]
So… who is she?
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Mm, yeah. I can even introduce you, if you want... sometime.
[He squeezes Dom's hand.]
Her name's Mila? She's actually one of Iggy's friends, but... she's nice? I get this feeling like I know her even though I just met her. It's like... the weirdest feeling. Kind of like that feeling I would get from my dreams, y'know? But I don't remember her in any of them.
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… Oh, boy. There's no way she's ever gonna approve of this. ]
That sounds nice. I mean, you said it's weird.
[ But it must be good, if Teddie wants to keep seeing her. ]
Is she gonna be okay with us?
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[He knows it sounds contrasting but - it works? He rubs his thumb over Dom's knuckles, going up and down over them before his eyes flick up to meet gaze again. He feels shy, somehow. Like he really wants this to work out - and he does. He wants this... so much.]
Her family doesn't like me very much. So you guys have that in common already.
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[ He didn't consider that her family might be here too. Dom has the words at the ready: at least my moms like you, but that belief quickly evaporates, corrected by reality. Now he's left wondering why he'd make that mixup. Why the word 'witch' suddenly seems relevant. Squeezing Teddie, he rubs his own forehead for a while. Not quite a headache, but… ]
Whatever. It's not like we're dating each other's families.
[ There was an attempt to be comforting. ]
If she wants to meet … I'm cool with that.
[ He can convince himself to be until the day comes, anyway. ]
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[Theo wants this vision he sees to be reality - best of both worlds, maybe they'd also like each other? But again he has that selfish pang in his chest. Trying to force people together for his own benefit. Standing on other people's feelings. He needs to be open and understanding, so he tries to be. But he leans toward Dom, wrapping an arm around his neck, pulling him close.]
... I love you.
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His hands are on Teddie's waist, clutching his shirt. Why is this the thing that makes him realize what he lost? Dom leans in for an urgent kiss, like that will calm him down. ]
Fuck. [ He clears his throat, rubs the corner of his eye. ] I love you too. I can't believe you're—
[ Here. Close to him, saying that. ]
I don't wanna fuck this up.
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One more kiss.]
Me either. But even if we do, we'll fix it instead of quitting it. Deal?
🎀
Deal.
@RidingDirty
how many people have you hit this week????
and wtf are you doing buying dates with THEO
@strawberry
OK
Dude
I didn't mean to do it
The date I mean
I definitely meant to punch the carrot stick
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Cos people are saying youve been going on a rager and smacking loads of people around
rampage style
how do you ACCIDENTALLY buy a date with your toxic exbf? dont bullshit me
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Real convenient to leave that out and make me look like a psycho
I was fucking drunk
I barely even remember doing it
Like who cares it's not like I'm gonna go
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but you got to know that smacking a twink isnt a good look
Like
Ffs
Sure
I totally believe you
:/
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I don't give a fuck what people think
U can change ur mind and snitch if u want but ur not gonna tell me I should've done anything different
He's a clown and he better be glad he didn't get the beating he actually deserved
What
U think I wanna be around Theo?
On a DATE?
[ wow that would be so cringe omg das crazy ]
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i already told u im not going to snitch
i keep my word
ffs just do it where people cant see you next time. stomp him by the stables or boathouse.
doing that shit in public is dumb as fuck
even if he deserved it
i think people dont buy dates for no reason
Good
Theo is a bellend
consider this ur warning
next slip up ans ur on lockdown
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Fine
I'll keep that in mind
Yea the reason is tequila makes me dumb
[ *dumber ]
Wait u can't actually do that
Can u?
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[ she doesn't have the authority to do it. but she'd give it a try anyway. ]
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[ Yet another touchy subject. His mothers thought locking him in his room helped. They'd found a pattern to when Dom's temper was especially out of control, so they started doing it preemptively, essentially making him feel punished for being their son rather than for anything he'd done. He hated it. The reminder has his heart beating too fast. ]
Who got your date then
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shamehatdog.img
thats gonna be u if u dont stop punching twinks
Kieran
i dont want to know if you know him
LMAO
Cool
I guess
Is he old
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You love me
Ew
No
He's about our age
[ By which she means Dom's age. A fact she is trying to ignore. ]
idk
He's sweet
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That's a relief
And u
Like sweet
?
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im not exactly sugardaddy bait dom
yes?
i have feelings dude
Idk
Like he put the little pictures around my name in his phone and he wants to go for a DATE date and not just like a hang
maybe the bar is in hell but at least he's someone dad could tollerate
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That sounds nice
As long as u like him
[ He's trying to be supportive, he swears. ]
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problem is
im like obsessed with his hot sister
adopted but still
You can judge me now.
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How did u even manage to do that?
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Dude
even i dont do shit like this deliberately
IDK maybe their dad collects kids who he knows will grow up to be megahotties
i didnt know they were related when i started messing about with them
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Not u, the dad thing
Are u gonna tell them?
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need to tell him still but kinda putting it off
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That's gotta be awkward as fuck
Sorry
What did she say?
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i think i have a date with her too
i dont know how this keeps happening to me
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??
WTF Ren what are u doing to these people
Wait
That's weird
I don't wanna know
So ur just gonna go out with both?
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im just out here living my life and shit happens to me constantly
yeah
guess i am
i mean i like them both so why not?
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I guess
Huh
I mean if ur having fun then go ahead
Just hope they don't give u shit for it
[ nam flashbacks to the gossip column ]
Maybe I should start meeting people too
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the shit they wrote about me wasn't even true - i fucking wish rhae would give me half a chance and i don't even know that ice skating chick
whatever they make up about us is more interesting than the truth
yessss
leave the shithead in the dust and find some nice guy or girl
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I think I'd lose my mind if they said that type of shit about me
[ said local teen who loses his mind at everything ever ]
Where do I even go to meet people here?
It's all parties or like
Exclusive shit
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There's probably an element of truth in that
and thankfully if the team publicist finds out, they'll deal with it
the exclusive shit isn't that fun trust me
idk theres a pool
lots of people hang out on the lawns
pick up a book - someone will come hassle you to have fun
just take it easy
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[ He was never going to be masochistic enough to even go check out the presidential crazy sexfest, thanks. ]
So I pretend to read by the pool until someone saves me from being boring, got it
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Or I can set you up with someone.
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And asking why I'm not
[ Except when he already is. ]
Yea?
Who?
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[ pls no sugar daddies ]
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well like 50 maybe?
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That's creepy
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30 max
Maybe
IDK
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cutting my losses
29 top limit
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It's called a phone
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[ dom pls ]
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yup
ur 18/m - strawberry (DOM)
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Yeah OK
As if I'd be a part of that
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Who's ur oldest
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53
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Why
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He was hot
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He was hot.
Age had nothing to do with it.
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Old people can't be hot
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it's just an acquired taste
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"Acquired taste"
Why do u have to work to like something
Either u like it or u don't
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Older guys are more appreciative when you're younger and super hot
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they cant keep up
but they are enthusiastic
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@teddiebare
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The post?
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is that what you wanted?
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Not like I've been doing a good job at meeting people anyway
Doubt it's gonna work anyway they're more interested in her
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yeah i guess it makes sense
she keeps making it clear she hates me though
just kind of makes me wanna see you more
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I can talk to her
U can see me any time...
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i made the mistake of calling iggy out and now he's like UR FUCKING ARENT U
she'll sniff us out 10x faster
can i come to your room now
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[ !! ]
Yea
I was gonna go to the studio
Wanna come with me or just stay here?
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so i just pointed it out a bit
i swear he wasn't always this like
idk
i feel like when i met him he wasn't so venomous
i feel like so much has changed somehow
studio like dance studio?
do i get to watch you dance
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Whatever
When did he change?
Yea but no one knows
I made sure it'd be empty
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i'm not usually on this side of it, though? it's weird
and idk when it feels like i've known him for ages and... i can't even place when i'm thinking about? maybe i'm just mistaken. i feel that way a lot. like i've... i'm remembering things wrong
okay i'll come watch in secret
i'm heading over now, just grabbing my phone's charger
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Like sometimes if I focus real hard I can tell when someone's lying
With people like him I don't even have to try
It's all he fucking does
Do u think u might be having those dreams again?
I'll see u in a bit
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see you soon
[And Teddie arrives there - slowly but surely. He feels like he needs to make sure he's not being watched or stalked still, but... well, he still feels like he needs to hang out with Dom regardless of how other people feel about it. Is that reckless? Probably. He lets himself into the studio, sipping on an iced coffee, sunglasses on his head. He's here for the show.]
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He sees Teddie and that's all gone. The smile is small but genuine, closing the distance between them to kiss his ... what are they at this point? One hand stays on Teddie's arm, thumb rubbing back and forth. Dom's got a baggy shirt and pants, squeaky clean sneakers he wears just for this. ]
Glad you came over.
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I'm glad too. I don't like being alone very much... I guess you already know about that.
[The needy side of him. Which, yes, did overlap with slutty. But he doesn't feel like Dom'll point that part out right now.]
Are you uh, practicing?
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[ Why is he so embarrassed of being seen dancing? He just thinks it's perfect ammunition to be used to humiliate him, he supposes. ]
Wanna do some warm-ups with me?
[ Even though Teddie's wearing jeans. ]
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[Teddie says, setting down what's in his pockets; skeptical of his own participation, but willing to walk a few steps closer.]
If you expect any athletic prowess, you're going to be disappointed.
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Sure.
[ And he drops the shirt. That may not have been purely just to stare at Teddie's body, but it was a pleasant refresher. ]
It's easy stuff. Come on.
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[He might exaggerate it but to Theo - dancing is in many ways different to him than say lifting a paintbrush. He has to think about it, outside of the general wedding sways. God forbid you ask him to do something creative - he'll leave that to Dom. But he is pretty charmed by getting to spend some time with him.]
Show me what to do, I'll do my best.
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Okay, you can sit down if you want.
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[Teasing, because he found himself having fun - following Dom's lead, watching him more in the mirror for the fun of it than to mimic but he prides himself on not doing too terribly. He will, however, sit down. But he'll clasp Dom's hand for a second first.]
Show off a bit, show me some of your routine?
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[ Not that he ever did before. Dom's stuck on being self-conscious about this one thing, always thinking it's ammunition to be used against him eventually, for whatever reason. ]
I picked up this new style. It's called waacking. 'You heard about it?
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[He's just - happy to observe.]
No, uh. What is it?
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[ Although 'basic' already has a few more advanced elements with Dom, given his background with other styles. ]
You do a lot of arm stuff, like ... [ He does a couple of movements, rotational, slower than if there was a beat. Then he shows Theo a few more examples of other moves and steps. ] Goes all the way back to the 70s. I didn't know that. Kinda reminds me of voguing, but it's way different.
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I like it. I like the way you move - it makes me... makes me wanna draw.
[It inspires him.]
@RidingDirty
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What happened
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I was going to bribe the little shit into going away but then his snakey mouth started flapping
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I'll defend ur right to do whatever the fuck you want until my last breath
he wanted me to 'endorse' him or whatever in exchange for leaving u alone
i broke his nose lol
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Serves him fucking right
Thanks
That means a ton
He's not gonna get u in trouble is he
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but he's got no witnesses it was me
and he'd have to say he was going there to accept a bribe if he was to pull up his texts
and I got friends who'll say I was with them
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Ur kinda fucking badass Ren
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but either way - we're in the shit together now
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Should've punched him on the other side from the one I did to make a matching set
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But I'm happier he's unsymmetrical
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I'm happy
Ur hand hurt at all?
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he must have a really soft face
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Speaking of which
He didn't even know my fucking name
He called me Dominic
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he's got a real bee in his bonnet about your ex.
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that better?
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Why didn't u just say that
text — @waterdeep.
If you’d truly like a teacher — or simply someone with which to discuss problems of the magical kind — I should be glad to assist you.
I’ve had a few apprentices in my time here and beyond this place, but they’ve gone the way of so many others, I’m afraid.
[ so in a way… you’d be doing him a favour… aha… ]
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What do I have to do?
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If you could provide any detail on your system of magic in the interim, it would guide me to an appropriate starting point.
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Except when this place decides to go crazy again I guess
OK sure thing
Just uh
How do I do that
Figure out my system of magic
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gale pings over a calendar invite for the middle of the month. ]
We can do that together, if you like. It might be clearer when you see how my magic functions.
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Sounds good
I should probably warn you I've got some
Stuff on me
Magic stuff
[ ............ ]
Like a curse
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Are you quite all right?
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Most of the time yea
It's just that it might mess up ur magic
If u feel pissed off for no reason it's probably coming from me
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Between you and I, my magic’s already a tad messed up due to a curse of my own, but I’ll keep that in mind.
Does it manifest in any other ways?
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And u found a way to work around it?
It does
But that's kinda related to the other thing I have
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It’s something of a work in progress.
[ 😬 ]
But it won’t affect you.
I’ll not let it.
As for your own situation, perhaps that’s another matter best discussed in person, if you wish it.
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Ur right actually
Especially with these phones getting weird and sending stuff they're not supposed to
Did it happen to u too?
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[ and it’s a good reminder, ben with their very memories spilling all over the manor, to be cautious what they share. ]
Is there anything else you’d like to ask me before we begin? Even if I don’t know the answer, I can try to find it out before we meet.
1/2 @flick
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i keep getting a ! next 2 all my msgs 2 him
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I haven't seen him yet
What does that mean
The ! on messages