IC Contact [ryslig]

[catphishing]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, OLIVER. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 142.58.303.67 *** oliver has joined 142.58.303.67 <oliver> So this is my private channel. <oliver> Talk to me?

Current Usernames

<trashpanda>
<mothman>
<oliver>
<deBricassart> (anon)

Former Usernames

<creepypasta>

Throwaways

<zx01r3z>
<tfk>

Changeling Throwaways

Comments

[crowedthedead]

You didn't screw up anything, he started it when he said that shit to you. And then when he decided to blow me off instead of discussing it. [He trails his lips down, presses a kiss just under his ear.] This is some highschool bullshit, honestly. No thanks.

[catphishing]

[He makes a small sound of contentment. Partly relief, partly because that spot is really sensitive.]

I almost miss high school. Sort of. At least there I thought one day everyone would have grown past this.

[crowedthedead]

[That just makes him smile, and mouth over that spot again.] I don't miss it. You wouldn't have looked at me twice. I don't need all the dumb drama, I just need you.

[catphishing]

Yeah, because you were totally into spotty nerds back then.

[He tilts his head, making his neck more available to him. His breathing's already starting to sound a little shallow.]

[crowedthedead]

Oh, and you were? I was a spotty, weedy kid in eyeliner. [He breathes out a laugh, kissing a path along the exposed skin of his throat, unhurried. The tips of his fingers edge under the hem of his shirt.]

[catphishing]

Maybe if I thought you were into guys. I think some of my crushes were literally just because I thought they might be gay.

[crowedthedead]

I would have been thrilled if you'd paid me any attention. [He's still thrilled to have Oliver's attention, actually. He kisses back up the line of his neck, lightly rubbing his stubble against his skin.] I can go buy some eyeliner. We can recreate the highschool experience.

[catphishing]

I don't know if you want that. My hottest high school experiences all involved magazines or dial up.

[This? This is much nicer.]

[crowedthedead]

Still sounds better than mine. Awkward fumbling, premature ejaculation, and a mutual agreement to just be friends, to summarize.

[catphishing]

Ouch. [He winces sympathetically, twisting his head so he can kiss the top of Soeki's.]

I mean, it's not like I enjoyed thinking I was going to be a sad, lonely virgin forever, but... ouch.

[crowedthedead]

You're definitely not a sad, lonely virgin now. And I don't think my dick has scared you off yet, so hey, old age has been kind to us. [His lips quirk in a grin and he tilts his head, going in for a proper kiss.]

[catphishing]

Yeah, that's not happening. I love your dick.

[He grins back, a hand moving to caress Soeki's thigh as he returns the kiss.]

I think you look better without eyeliner anyway.

[crowedthedead]

[He laughs quietly against his mouth, trailing fingers up under the hem of Oliver's shirt.] I love your dick.

You've never seen me with eyeliner.

[catphishing]

Yeah. I know. [It's not like he hasn't given him plenty of reason to over the past few months. His breath hitches in anticipation as he feels the warm brush of Soeki's fingers just under his shirt, smile fading so he can put more focus into kissing him.]

I don't have to. I've never met a guy I like better with eyeliner.