forum "Why Do You Only Ever Call Me When You're High?" (O/O) (MATURE) (Closed, stalkers welcome!)

Started February 06, 2021 by @Vuclan-is-tired

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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.

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.

He hummed at how hard the other tugged at his hair, a small purr leaving his lips. He kissed back eagerly, his eyes shutting as he leaned into Dorian's demands. When he was called a good boy he stuck out his tongue cutely. He was so adorable like this, just completely pliant to the others demands. Hen he was shoved into the couch he groaned quietly, kissing back eagerly as his arms secured around Dorian's waist. He was arching his body up into every touch, kissing back with hunger and want. He moaned almost at the feeling of his hair being tugged so roughly.

He smiled. All according to plan. Get Caspian all riled up, wanting for more, and then not give it you him, only give the promise of such things happening. Maybe tonight could be different, but he didn't think so. He wasn't really one for outright cheating, only the soft type that couldn't be traced easily and was hard to prove without damning evidence. But… he really did want more, to give Caspian everything he wanted until he could give no more.

Caspian didn't care really, he just liked physical affection. It was just so hard to not lean into Dorian's commands, do whatever the other wanted. He never really complained when they didn't do anything more then have heavy make out sessions, didn't complain when the other pulled away. All he wanted was to be around Dorian, wanted to be held. But he never said anything in fear of rejection. After all, it was agreed that there were no strings attached. He just let Dorian do as he pleased. He pressed closer, wanting more. But he knew he probably wouldn't get it. So this was fine.

Dorian sighed, kissed the man again, and leaned closer. He would have to go further one of these days, but what if it was the wrong time? What if he'd ruin their strange little friendship? What if Caspian would hate him for not having top surgery, like so many other guys did? It was a stupid fear. Cas wasn't a transphobic ass, he was Caspian. And Caspian… loved him, he knew, it was obvious. Obvious to even his girlfriend, who hated when he hung around the man. Well, he might as well get past his fears. "Do you want to take this to the bedroom?" he said in a low, seductive voice, eyes half-lidded and pupils blown wide.

It was really obvious, how much Caspian loved Dorian. No matter how Dorian treated him, he would always come back with that warm sunshine smile, his gentle but strong hugs, his sweet laugh… He'd always come back to Dorian. Cas loved Dorian, no matter what. It was so painfully obvious that Case was tied in a neat little now around Dorian's finger. But his heart would shatter knowing that the other was in a relationship, would shatter and become a broken hull if he knew that he was simply being used. It was a gamble, really. But that wasn't on his mind. Caspian was kissing the man he loved most, that's all that mattered to him. He looks up at Dorian, his cheeks flushed his eyes watering from his hair being tugged, panting softly. Of course he would. There was no way he'd deny Dorian. "Yeah." He whispers softly. "Let's go."

Dorian knew how Caspian would shatter. He knew how fragile the man was, how soft and malleable he could be. But right now, he wasn't thinking too much about that, his brain too fuzzy for such thoughts. "Okay." he gave Caspian a quick peck on the cheek, and stood up, leading Cas up with him. Dorian lead them to the bedroom, he knew the steps by heart and he'd slept there many times, Caspian sweetly offering to sleep out on the couch and let him have the bed even if there was room for two of them.

Caspian smiled a little bit, he was always so bright and happy. Caspian smiled at the kiss to his cheek. He followed after Dorian to his room. Caspian always wanted to go whatever he could to make Dorian comfortable whenever Dorian visited. He offered a sweet smile when they made it to the bedroom. He was content, oh so pliant to Dorian's demands. He was so soft and warm as he gazed at Dorian, letting him do as he pleased.

"Darling, are you okay with this?" he was usually sparing with the more serious pet names, but he felt like this one was appropriate. "I want to make sure this is okay." he was sober enough to know boundaries, even if Caspian would have done anything he'd asked. Would still do anything he asked. That was the tragic thing about the silly little man, he was so devoted to Dorian, so obsessed. He wished things could be different, but alas. No.

Was he okay with this? He didn't know about Dorian's girlfriend, he didn't know what he might be possibly throwing himself into. But it was Dorian, and he loved Dorian. Whatever the male gave, he'd take happily. Whatever the other wanted, he gave. He nods and smiles a bit and presses a kiss to his cheek. "As long as it's you." He whispers quietly, squeezing the others hand. He wouldn't have anything any other way. He offers one of those sweet and warm smiles again, one of those smiles that was so bright it felt like the worry around them had melted and it was just the two of them.

Dorian pushed the two of them onto the bed. "Hmm, this is nice. I'll be taking off your clothes now, I think." he giggled, beginning to undress the man beneath him. "You have a very pretty chest." he smiled, after he'd taken off Caspian's shirt, and he began to work on the other's belt, hands trembling with fear and anticipation.