forum The Drug (Asylum/Lab RP) [closed]

Started May 24, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

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(Same lol. Sorry for taking forever to respond, having data issues atm)
Kaz smiled. “I’m pretty sure this isn’t a dream now,” he chuckled, snuggling his face into the the crook of Vaughn’s neck

“Why would this be a dream?” Vaughn murmured, letting out a slow breath. His hands wandered, one sliding up and down Kaz’s back, while the other toyed with Kaz’s mess of curls.

Kaz let out a soft sigh at Vaughn's touch, his eyes fluttering shut again. "Nothing like this ever works out for me. Not unless I'm dreaming," he responded quietly, smiling softly into the crook of Vaughn's neck

“Well, unless we’re both dreaming, I think this is real,” Vaughn answered. In one moment, he was hovering over Kaz again, lips pressed to his. This felt like one hell of an addictive drug, and he was sure he was already hooked.

Kaz kissed Vaughn happily, arms wrapping around him again. He couldn’t seem to get close enough to the other boy, even though they weren’t even an inch apart at the moment. He liked this, liked how comforting it was, and he couldn’t get enough

(Eeee I’m using Vaughn in another mental health related thing)

Vaughn nibbled and sucked at Kaz’s lower lip as they kissed. One hand rested on the side of Kaz’s face, the other continuing to run through Kaz’s curls. He wondered if they would get in trouble for doing something like this. He didn’t give a damn either way.

(Ooo)
Kaz didn’t think he had ever felt this content before. His chest felt warm and fuzzy, as ridiculous as that sounded, and he wanted to lie here forever. One hand reached up to Vaughn’s hair, fingers running gently through the strands

Vaughn sighed against Kaz’s lips before breaking away, turning his head to trail kisses along Kaz’s jaw line slowly. The hand that was on Kaz’s cheek moved to rest against Kaz’s hip, squeezing softly.

Kaz made a hum of enjoyment, head tilting back slightly as he smiled. He liked this, liked the intimacy of it all. He had no idea how nice it felt to actually feel wanted, to know that someone actually wanted him around. He ran his fingers through the longer sections of Vaughn's hair, his other hand slipping down to wrap lazily around Vaughn's waist

Vaughn nibbled softly at the skin for a moment before breaking away again. He gave Kaz’s lips a few more pecks before leaning back. He sat back against Kaz’s hips, smiling faintly to himself as he looked Kaz over.

Kaz's eyes fluttered open, and he smiled up at Vaughn. "What?" he asked, hands falling away from Vaughn's back as he moved away. He almost missed the other's warmth already, even though he was essentially sitting on top of him

“Mm, nothing. Just looking at you,” Vaughn murmured, hands resting on Kaz’s chest lightly. His fingers picked at the material of Kaz’s shirt as he began to wonder what he looked like under it.

"What am I, the cover of a playboy magazine?" Kaz asked teasingly, reaching up to wrap his arms loosely around Vaughn's waist again. He tried to pull him a little closer, what with the fact that Vaughn was warm and the air of the room was cold. He knew he was probably being clingy, but after being touch-starved for so long he couldn't bring himself to care

“I’d say yes, but I’ve never had the chance to have a playboy magazine,” Vaughn said, chuckling softly. He leaned back down over Kaz, head resting against his shoulder.

Kaz chuckled, hand reaching up to run through Vaughn's hair again. "Trust me, they aren't all they're supposed to be. I remember…" He broke off with a soft laugh, trying to collect himself. "Oh god, I remember when my aunt bought me one on one of their visits to Germany to come see us, because my mom had told her I had come out. And-ehe- she thought that somehow buying me a magazine with some stereotypical blonde chick on the cover in a bunny suit would fix my gayness," he laughed

Vaughn scoffed softly, fingers moving to rub circles on Kaz’s waist slowly. “Some people are crazy,” he murmured against Kaz’s chest, shifting his weight slightly.

Kaz hummed in agreement, head tilting back against the bed slightly as Vaughn rubbed at his waist. "My aunt's a real nutcase. Wanted money so she had my mom help her magic up a way to get together with the CEO of Grey Enterprises. That's what caused me to pop into existence, but that's a long story I'd rather not go into detail about," he said, closing his eyes again as he enjoyed the closeness between them

Vaughn glanced up at Kaz, taking more of his delight at the rubbing. He did understand why Kaz wouldn't want to go into detail about personal matters like that. Vaughn wouldn’t want to either. He rested his head back on Kaz’s chest, breaths calming.

Kaz smiled softly, eyes closing again as he let out a soft sigh. He reached a hand up, fingers running gently through Vaughn's hair. At this point he would love to take a nap, especially if Vaughn was next to him like this. Just being next to the other sent small waves of happiness through his chest, happiness that shut his secondary personality up and told him he was okay for once

One of Vaughn’s hands left Kaz’s hip, slipping up under his shirt to rest against his lower chest. His hand didn’t move or anything, it just stayed there, pressed against Kaz’s warm skin. It was calming for him to be close to someone else that he knew, and he was taking advantage of it.

Kaz shivered slightly at Vaughn's hand on his chest. His hand was cold, but he didn't mind that much since Vaughn seemed to be enjoying himself. He continued to run his fingers through Vaughn's hair gently, humming softly to himself as he did so

“What are you humming?” Vaughn asked in a soft tone, head and hand staying against Kaz’s chest. His other hand continued to rub slow circles against Kaz’s hips distractedly.

"Little song I came up with a while back. Nothing special," Kaz responded softly, one hand reaching up to scratch faint circles into Vaughn's back as he continued to hum