forum Not Broken, Just Bent. (Hospital/Asylum Soulmate RP)

Started June 05, 2018 by Deleted user

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(Yeah probably, lmao)

After getting dressed, Vaughn sat back on the couch. His breathing was heavy as he leaned back and watched Kaz, thinking about the touches and sounds he had made. He smirked softly to himself, knee bouncing as he picked up his glass and took a sip of bourbon.

Kaz hadn't bothered to put his shirt back on, displaying several new hickeys as he slumped back against the couch. He took another drink from his glass, grinning as he looked over at Vaughn. "Mixing you and alcohol never ceases to be a good idea," he joked, a hand running through his messy hair

“I’m glad you had a good time, baby,” Vaughn hummed with a pleased smile of his own now. He tipped back his glass, finishing the rest of his drink quickly before pouring himself another glass. He should probably stop after this one last glass.

"I always have a good time with you," Kaz hummed, leaning over to press their lips together before taking the bottle gently from Vaughn's hands. He broke away for a moment, taking a sip straight from the bottle before setting it in his lap

Vaughn chuckled softly, an arm reaching out to wrap around Kaz’s waist. As he sipped on his drink, his fingertips absentmindedly felt along Kaz’s tattoos for a moment, then simply the skin on his chest.

Kaz shivered faintly at the touch to his tattoos, taking another sip of bourbon to try and disguise it. He set the bottle back down before leaning over to press a few more kisses to Vaughn’s jaw and neck

Vaughn smiled when Kaz’s lips went to his skin. He sighed softly and simply tilted his head to the side to give Kaz a bit more room. He took a drink of the bourbon, finishing the last bit and setting the glass down.

Kaz pressed another kiss to Vaughn's jaw before handing him the bottle, giving him a questioning look. He knew he was probably drinking a little too much himself, but he didn't particularly care. In his opinion, they were celebrating, and he was going to drink quite a bit because of it

“No, I’m fine, I don’t want anymore. I shouldn’t drink too much,” Vaughn said softly. He didn’t want to offend Kaz or anything, he just really didn’t feel like being hungover the next morning.

"Suit yourself. I for one am going to get hammered because today is the day you move in with me. And you know what me being wasted means," Kaz said, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively before taking another swig out of the bottle

“Mhm, I know damn well what that means. I want to be sober to remember it,” Vaughn pointed out as he chuckled and watched Kaz. Kaz did tend to get more needy for contact when he was intoxicated, but Vaughn wouldn’t complain about that.

"If only I didn't have to be wasted off my ass," Kaz sighed dramatically, laughing a little to himself as he draped himself across Vaughn. He grinned up at the other man, taking another sip of bourbon as he wriggled a little in place

Vaughn chuckled softly, and bit at his lower lip sharply as he watched Kaz. He ran a hand through Kaz’s curls, careful not to pull on any possible knots. He gave a tricky, hard to read smile before reaching around ad squeezing at Kaz’s backside.

Kaz squeaked in surprise at the motion, his face growing red as he laughed. "What, you want another round already? Because if so, I would be happy to oblige," he chuckled

“Mm, I never said that. You were the one who was teasing me in the first place. And anyways, I just wanted to do that, you have a cute butt,” Vaughn hummed, his hand now simply rubbing Kaz’s lower back instead.

"Do not," Kaz laughed, hitting Vaughn's arm gently as he grinned up at the other man. "You're the one with the great ass. Especially in all the suits. You look like a hot guy with a killer ass."

“You do to. And you’re crazy. I don’t wear those suits just so weirdos like you can stare at my ass,” Vaughn pointed out with a soft bit of laughter. He moved his hand lower to rub Kaz’s backside now instead.

"But you should totally wear some clothes that let me stare at your ass more," Kaz said teasingly, his face turning a faintly darker shade of red at Vaughn's touch. "I mean I already buy shit so you can stare at me, so it's only fair."

“You buy clothes so I’ll stare at you in them?” Vaughn asked with a soft chuckle. He continued with his rubbing, motions more firm now. “That’s precious, and I’m flattered.”

"Mmh. Why do you think I bothered trying to buy jeans when I wear cargo stuff all the time," Kaz hummed, moving back a little into Vaughn's touch subconsciously. "Got some other fun stuff I want to buy now too, but you'll just have to wait to see those."

Vaughn’s eyes widened a tad, his cheeks flushing a shade of pink as well as he thought about what Kaz meant. “Weirdo,” he repeated, face being shielded now by Kaz’s shoulder.

"Not weird if we'd both like it," Kaz hummed, leaning forward to press a few open-mouthed kisses to Vaughn's neck teasingly. He couldn't help the smirk spreading across his face, especially considering he was effectively wasted now

“You think I’d like it? It’s definitely be a new experience seeing that sort of thing in action,” Vaughn murmured. He shuddered, though, at the feeling of the kisses, letting out a slow, soft breath.

Kaz hummed in agreement, pressing a few more kisses to Vaughn’s neck before taking another sip of bourbon. “Something tells me you would definitely enjoy it,” he purred