Caspian nods and smiles gently before turning into a nice little shop that he always got his alcohol from. The woman that ran the shop was rather sweet, and she knew him rather well. He hops out of the car. "I'll be right back, it'll just be a minute." He smiles brightly, shutting the door and jogging into the store. He grabbed what he needed, payed before exiting the store and returning to the car. "Alright! I think that's everything. Anything else you need?" He asks curiously.
"Nope. Let's get out of here, I need to lie down." he said, not entirely lying. He did have a more sensitive disposition than most, and he was quite a drama queen when it was even slightly threatened. "Right, let's go then." he leaned back against the seat, innocently resting one hand on Caspian's leg and leaning over to rest on the man's shoulder.
He nods and smiles before buckling in. The blush seemed to never leave his cheeks as he drove. For the most part, the drive home was quiet. Anubis was waiting on the porch for them, barking and wagging his tail happily. Caspian grabs the things that they had bought before opening the car door for Dorian. "Shall we then?" He asks cheerfully. Anubis waits patiently for them to come to the house.
Dorian nodded, exiting the car and stepping onto the hard pavement of the driveway. His shoes had thin soles. worn through from lots of pacing on more painful nights with his girlfriend after she had gone to bed, and so walking was a pain. He had better shoes, certainly, but these were his only comfortably pair despite the wear and tear. Angelique, his partner, always insisted that he throw them away, but Dorian was too attached.
He unlocked the door and pushed it open, Anubis wandering into the house after them and making himself comfortable on the couch. His home was small, but rather cute. It had a feeling of comfort, much like the vibes that Caspian gave off. It was spotlessly clean, and smelled faintly of roses and ocean. He put the drinks down in the kitchen, "Make yourself at home!" He calls cheerfully.
Dorian shuddered-he hated dogs, ever since one had tried to tear his throat out. He wasn’t even exaggerating. It took a lot of work to get the scar removed, and most doctors wouldn’t even see him for it. Well… from scars to bruises, eh? Oh god, what had he become? Accepting his situation so readily, covering everything up with makeup and clothes and where he couldn’t, simply making up excuses? He was certainly something, that was true.
Anubis sensed his unease, the sweet golden retriever trotting to the back door and exiting through the doggy door. As for Caspain, he was in the kitchen, gathering a few snacks and glasses for their drinks. Caspian smiles at Dorian. Such a sweet sunshine, so warm and gentle. His heart made of glass. Easily shattered, still healing. But no one, not a soul knew his pain. It was quiet, seething. But he simply drowned it out with smiles and warmth, giving so much to the world that gave him so little. Oh, how beautiful it would be to see this angel fall.
(Castiel? I assume you meant Caspian, right?)
“So, I take it you’ve redecorated? That vase is a few inches to the left since I saw it last.” he chuckled, Caspian’s home never changed. He knew it by the back of his hand by now, he could walk the steps they took to the bedroom blindfolded. He wasn’t sure about the cheating anymore, but it never got old, so why not stick with the novelty? It suited them well, despite everything.
(Good lord I hate my auto correct-)
He glances at the vase before smiling a little. "Anubis accidentally threw one of his toys a bit to hard and it scratched the wall. I'm using the vase as a cover up for now." He places the drinks in front of Dorian and settles onto the couch, a content smile on his lips. He hummed and leaned into the cushions, letting out a sigh of relief. Work had been exhausting, school had been exhausting. Everything in general was exhausting. He takes a swig of his own drink, his eyes shutting as he felt the alcohol slip down his throat. Just the taste was enough to ease him.
(Haha I feel you.)
Dorian took his drink and downed it in seconds. He then invited himself to the whole bottle, chugging like his life depended on it. He wanted to get as drunk as possible, as quickly as possible, so he could forget whatever they were going to do in the morning. He knew he’d have a hell of a hangover, but it was worth it just to see Caspian squirm.
Caspian, on the other hand, took his time with his drink. It didn't take much to get him buzzed, and he didn't think that what they were doing was bad. It was just them releasing tensions for each other. There were times he considered cutting it off, since they weren't even technically dating. But… His mind and body ached for Dorian so he was stuck in a constant loop. Plus, he didn't even know the other was in a relationship.
When he finally finished, he groaned, stretching back on the sofa and letting himself take in the high. He was a bit silly when drunk, but careful, he never revealed too much of himself and he was always somewhat aware. He looked over to Caspian, pure love and adoration sparkling in his usually cold eyes at the man. He did love Caspian, but he’d die before admitting it.
Caspian finished his drink off and shut his eyes in content. He needed maybe… One more drink and he'd be in the perfect mood. Caspian looked up to say something but halted at the love and adoration in the others eyes. He felt his cheeks flush and his heart skip a beat. Dorian was really the only person that looked at him like that and it meant the world to Caspian. He hummed and smiled, pouring another drink before downing it. Yes… There was the buzz.
“Ha, you’re very pretty, aren’t you?” he asked, moving over to put a hand on Caspian’s thigh, not at all innocent this time. “Can I hold you for a bit? I wanna hold you, you’re very… holdable.” he giggled, rocking back and forth a bit as he moved to sit on the man’s lap. He wanted to cuddle now, unusual but certainly acceptable by his standards, and he’d indulge himself now that he was as high as heaven.
Caspian flushed at being called pretty. He was always a sucker for compliments. His leg twitched slightly when he was touched and he swallowed thickly before nodding. He wanted to be held. That could be nice. He hummed and settles his hands on the others waist, nuzzling into his shoulder and releasing a quiet sigh. Yes. This was his comfort zone. This was where he felt happy. "Please hold me." He murmured quietly. Being snuggled sounded nice. Not to mention it was Dorian.
Dorian cackled at that, leaning his forehead against Caspian’s cheek. He grinned at the hands on his waist, placing his own hands there and guiding Caspian’s down to his hips. “Better.” he said softly, wrapping his arms loosely around the man’s neck and smiling some, now leaning to rest his chin on the man’s shoulder. This was all going according to plan, perfect.
Caspian was a clingy drunk, and when buzzed he was up for pretty much everything, so long as it was Dorian. Caspian settles his hands on Dorian's waist as instructed, shutting his eyes in content. "Yeah. Better." He mumbled, nuzzling into Dorian. He could stay like this and be perfectly content. Really the only physical affection he ever received was from Dorian. Which made him pliant to Dorian's demands.
(So uh my parents kind of deleted my account. Wanna continue this or…)
(My parents ended up deleting the other account too, wanna continue this?)
Caspian was a clingy drunk, and when buzzed he was up for pretty much everything, so long as it was Dorian. Caspian settles his hands on Dorian's waist as instructed, shutting his eyes in content. "Yeah. Better." He mumbled, nuzzling into Dorian. He could stay like this and be perfectly content. Really the only physical affection he ever received was from Dorian. Which made him pliant to Dorian's demands.
The man smiled, pressing a soft kiss to Caspian's lips and moving his hands to the other's hair, tugging gently. "I like you this way. So, well, soft. You're funny like this, all… soft. Did I say soft before? Heheheh, eh, it doesn't matter. I just… you're nice. Like a puppy. I wish I could be with you forever, that would be nice."
Caspian eagerly kissed back, shutting his eyes in pleasure. God… having his hair tugged and his lips kissed made him melt within the others grasps. He loved kisses, especially if it was Dorian. Dorian was close enough to see all the adorable little freckles scattered along Caspian's cheeks. "Woof." He giggles a bit, his hands rubbing along Dorian's waist, wanting to be closer.
Dorian giggled, turned his head. "Cute." he moved in again for a second kiss, this time tugging harder on his hair, twisting the locks in his fingers in a way that wasn't quite painful, but could have been if he'd wanted it to be. "Good boy," he smiled, knowing how he could tease and wanting just that. He felt a sudden burst of sobriety and awareness, and he used it to his advantage to push Caspian back against the chair, devouring the man's mouth and tugging for real now, in a way he knew would ache.
