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gacharolls2022-01-26 05:03 am
malefico) wrote in gacharolls2022-01-26 05:03 am
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>> 017 | horny birthday to you
[ at first, he hadn't been sure what to make of the invitation.
the address was printed quite nicely on cardstock, lettered with a steady, even hand. he recognized the name well enough as belonging to one of the shier students in his astronomy class, one he had spoken to only a handful of times (once, because she was in the way, and the second because she was in the way, and the third because she wasn't in the way, but she was going to be if she didn't move). it certainly wasn't enough to merit any kind of friendly, camaraderie-like treatment between them and he had always assumed she were terrified of him and wanted to avoid any and all interaction with him as much as possible.
but apparently not, judging from the invitation. he couldn't even write it off as a mistake because the envelope had very clearly said his name in neat, printed letters. the address was too far to walk but that was fine, since there had been a +1 stipulation on the bottom and he knew for a fact that his roommate could drive.
well, not really knew so much as assumed. there was a car in the driveway that could belong to any one of them and he didn't want to take anyone else but Silver, so obviously he was going to assume only the best to make this happen.
there were another series of words printed at the bottom in loopy handwriting that read "costumes optional!" that just oozed a personal touch he felt charmed by. costumes... ah, that's right. it was near the end of October, so clearly this was a Halloween party. he had a few costumes in his closet he'd bought for such an occasion but never had a chance to wear, so he spends the entirety of the day meticulously trying on outfits before deciding on the perfect fit, and then with roughly thirty minutes to the party (the address of which was about twenty-five minutes away by car) he's knocking on Silver's closed door with a sharp rap of his knuckles.
Silver will open it to the sight of Malleus dressed in a purple dragon costume, complete with wings and a tail to boot. affixed on top of his head, carefully balanced between the horns, is a festive party hat. ]
Silver. [ he says and holds up the invitation by way of greeting. ] I have been invited to a party. Come.
the address was printed quite nicely on cardstock, lettered with a steady, even hand. he recognized the name well enough as belonging to one of the shier students in his astronomy class, one he had spoken to only a handful of times (once, because she was in the way, and the second because she was in the way, and the third because she wasn't in the way, but she was going to be if she didn't move). it certainly wasn't enough to merit any kind of friendly, camaraderie-like treatment between them and he had always assumed she were terrified of him and wanted to avoid any and all interaction with him as much as possible.
but apparently not, judging from the invitation. he couldn't even write it off as a mistake because the envelope had very clearly said his name in neat, printed letters. the address was too far to walk but that was fine, since there had been a +1 stipulation on the bottom and he knew for a fact that his roommate could drive.
well, not really knew so much as assumed. there was a car in the driveway that could belong to any one of them and he didn't want to take anyone else but Silver, so obviously he was going to assume only the best to make this happen.
there were another series of words printed at the bottom in loopy handwriting that read "costumes optional!" that just oozed a personal touch he felt charmed by. costumes... ah, that's right. it was near the end of October, so clearly this was a Halloween party. he had a few costumes in his closet he'd bought for such an occasion but never had a chance to wear, so he spends the entirety of the day meticulously trying on outfits before deciding on the perfect fit, and then with roughly thirty minutes to the party (the address of which was about twenty-five minutes away by car) he's knocking on Silver's closed door with a sharp rap of his knuckles.
Silver will open it to the sight of Malleus dressed in a purple dragon costume, complete with wings and a tail to boot. affixed on top of his head, carefully balanced between the horns, is a festive party hat. ]
Silver. [ he says and holds up the invitation by way of greeting. ] I have been invited to a party. Come.
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[ there's no mistaking the need in Silver's voice, the urgency and the heat betraying the otherwise casual nature of the situation. casual to Malleus, at least, though it could be argued that there was little that could ruffle his feathers even when faced with someone's state of undress. someone like Silver, especially, someone who he'd become quite close to and saw as a thing worth cherishing, could hardly look anything but his best in Malleus's presence.
so it's easy to strip him, to do away with that last bit of fabric hiding Silver's modesty from the rest of the world. it's nothing Malleus hasn't seen before and so, therefore, there's no awkwardness about him when he gently presses a hand on Silver's thigh, fingers just grazing the ends of his pretty cock before he drags the blanket over him to keep him safe from any prying eyes. this room isn't theirs, after all, and while Malleus is fairly certain it's meant for guests they weren't the only guests on the property at present. ]
I am sure you are well aware, with the effects of the pollen there is really only one thing you must do if you are to relieve yourself of its effects more effectively.
[ in other words - he should probably jerk off. ]
I can turn away if you would like the privacy. Or I can watch you and make sure you do not hurt yourself. Which would you like?
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Right... right. [it's no big deal. just jerk off, not like there's any shortage of material to think about. Malleus offers to turn away and the younger man's head shakes almost immediately, cheeks bright from arousal and embarrassment both.]
Please... please watch. [his breath catches when he asks, weight shifting to push himself up to better do as he needs.] I would appreciate it.
[he would appreciate it, sure. and it'll mean Malleus is right here, which absolutely helps when Silver wraps a hand around his own cock and lets his eyes close, definitely not imagining it being the taller man's at all. starting out slow and a little curious, he can let precum slick his hand and length both, body leaning forward just slightly. how would it be, he wonders? if Malleus were to touch him?
how long would he last? if those slim, regal fingers were to wrap around his cock, stroking the same way Silver's own are now and sliding foreskin over the head of it... hand twisting, he lets his thumb notch just under the flared head and jolts at the sensitivity, groaning softly. he's already close, he thinks - too close really. fingers squeeze and stroke with increasing certainty, his breath drawing to a fever pitch.]
What if-- haah-ah- [his voice is thin and breathy when he indulges the thought, leaning forward and peering up at Malleus through his lashes.] What if one--nnh-- round doesn't... help...?
[Malleus looks so good above him, and right now that's the only thing he can focus on outside of how horny he feels. Silver can't even make himself feel bad for using his senior as fodder for jacking off now.]