Re: Fill: Oblivious to the Point of Obtusiveness (2a/3)
anonymous
March 3 2012, 17:34:34 UTC
It took Esca three days to get hold of Liathan, and that combined with Marcus' insane work schedule, which prevented them from hanging out like they usually did, had been driving him crazy. He kept having extremely vivid dreams about the mystery blowjob. He'd probably been wanking more than that one summer when he was 17 and the gorgeous guy living next door had been doing yoga in the yard in his shorts every day. He even fell asleep once in class and woke up hard. If that hadn't been embarrassing enough, the girl sitting next to him had moved two seats away from him and was sneaking him alarmed looks for the remaining lecture. He didn't even want to know why.
"Esca! You look like shit!" Liathan's greeting grated at Esca's nerves, but he attempted a smile anyhow. He was on a mission here, this was not the time to get pissy.
"Oh, don't be coy with me, mate, Placidus told me all about your escapades at the party."
"He did? He saw me with someone?"
"Apparently saw more of you than he ever wanted to. He walked in on you getting blown. Says it scarred him for life."
"Oh my god. He saw my prick? Great. This last week has just been one big humiliation purgatory. I'm waiting to be upgraded to hell any minute now."
Liathan was laughing too hard to make much sense for a while, but then his brain seemed to kick in. "Wait, you don't remember him walking in on you? He said you had some heated words about it later."
Esca let his head thud on the table. "I don't remember much about that night after the jelly shot contest."
"Really? Not even getting sucked off in the bathroom?"
"Well, I remember it was utterly amazing, but I don't remember who did it."
Instead of the renewed burst of laughter Esca had been expecting, there was only stunned silence for a moment. He carefully lifted his head to look up at Liathan to see him staring at him, wide-eyed with surprise. "You don't know who it was? Are you serious?"
"Yes, I really don't know. But you do, don't you?"
"Well, Placidus told me. Haven't you been trying to find out?"
"I didn't know that many people there, so I didn't know who to ask. Marcus must've seen who it was but he wouldn't tell me."
"Really? Weird, eh?"
"Exactly! He just ran away and I think he's been avoiding me since then. He never was this enthusiastic about his job before." Esca tried not to pout, but if Liathan's amused smile was anything to go by, he wasn't altogether successful.
"Ah, you know how he is. One day he's the life of the party and the next he's off somewhere brooding. Shouldn't worry about it."
"I'm not worried. Right now I'm more concerned with finding the bloke I hooked up with and begging for a repeat performance."
Re: Fill: Oblivious to the Point of Obtusiveness (2b/3)
anonymous
March 3 2012, 17:38:44 UTC
"Desperation doesn't suit you."
"Oh bugger off you and your loving regular-sex-guaranteeing boyfriend. We poor single people still need to get by somehow."
Liathan's phone went off. He looked at the call id and grinned. "Speaking of the devil." Esca rolled his eyes as his friend answered the call. "Missed me already? What? No, I'm with Esca. We're discussing the incident you witnessed the other night. Uh-huh. But get this, he can't remember who the bloke was. I know, isn't it brilliant! No, he asked Marcus but he wouldn't say." Suddenly Liathan's face turned that particular shade between scheming and speculative that Esca had long ago learned to fear. "You think? Okay. I'll see you later." He ended the call and smiled at Esca sweetly, making his skin erupt in goose bumps. Definitely getting closer to hell on that waiting list, he thought to himself and tried to answer the smile in challenge.
Which is how he ended up spending the next few weeks in a cloud of sexual frustration while Liathan and Placidus smirked at him and Marcus still kept avoiding him. No matter how much he bribed, cajoled or plied them with alcohol, his friends steadfastly refused to tell him who the miracle man had been. And that was another problem: Esca realised he'd managed to build an impossibly perfect image of the mystery man, which would quite likely have to come crashing down if he ever actually met him again.
His dreams were no longer just about the skilled tongue on his cock and the pressure of torturing fingers on his balls and perineum, but had evolved into much more varied fantasies. Even worse was the fact that whether he woke up from hard fucks against walls or from afternoon cuddles between warm sheets and warmer thighs, Esca felt a terrible sense of loss every time one of his dreams faded away. It was getting depressing, being so taken by a creature he'd mostly designed himself and which ate away at the chance of actually meeting someone real.
Re: Fill: Oblivious to the Point of Obtusiveness (3a/3)
anonymous
March 3 2012, 17:58:23 UTC
About three weeks later he finally snapped and camped outside Marcus' flat. He'd have to come home eventually, even if his workload had really increased dramatically in the last month, which Esca severely doubted. He was halfway through his book, had mostly drank his hot chocolate and was still quite comfortable underneath his blanket when Marcus appeared.
For a moment he just stared at Esca, who couldn't help grinning at the stunned expression on his friend's face. "Esca? Why are sitting on my doorstep? Is that a thermos?"
Esca nodded. "Hot chocolate with a hint of mint schnapps. Awesome for camping trips."
"I see you've been very enthusiastic if a bit inaccurate with your drink. Why are you here?"
Esca frowned and brushed at his mouth to get rid of some spillage. He didn't understand Marcus' attitude at all. "I came to see you, idiot. It's been weeks."
Something seemed to ease in Marcus' frigid stance. "Aw, you missed me?"
Esca rolled his eyes and mock-punched Marcus' arm. "Just open the door before I freeze out here."
Marcus did as he was told, for once. "How long have you been here waiting for me?"
"About three hours?"
"In the middle of November?" Marcus shook his head and let out a defeated sigh. "If I'd known you were this desperate for my company..."
"What? You wouldn't have avoided me so long? Hadn't made excuses about work? Would've returned my calls and texts?" Esca knew he sounded like a petulant child who'd been denied his favourite toy, but he felt he was entitled to it for once.
Marcus looked embarrassed as he tugged off his tie and put his suit jacket on a hanger. "Sorry about that. It's just been a bit crazy."
"Whatever. Are you okay now or do you want me to go?"
"No, stay, please. It's good to see you." He paused and turned to go to the kitchen. "I missed you too, a bit."
Esca stood for a moment with his mouth open and stared after Marcus. The admission seemed so out of character and made the long absence seem even stranger. While he couldn't help but be curious, Esca was adamant not to say or do anything to make Marcus withdraw again.
They made dinner together and slid easily back into their usual banter, as if they'd just seen each other the day before instead of almost a month ago. They ate in the kitchen and then retreated to Marcus' spacious living-room with some beers to watch a movie.
"So, did you ever find out who the mystery guy at the party was?" Marcus was still looking at the screen intently, but Esca figured that he wouldn't have asked if he didn't want to know the answer.
"No. Liathan and Placidus know and they've been rubbing it in my face at every opportunity. The bastards still refuse to tell me, though."
"Maybe you should just forget about the whole thing."
"I wish I could, but that goddamn blowjob keeps haunting my dreams and I haven't been able to even think about having someone else."
"Well, it's only been a few weeks, I'm sure you're not in danger of death by sexual starvation just yet." How did Marcus manage to make his voice at the same time so deep and sexy and annoying, Esca wondered. It wasn't fair at all. Especially since right now that very same voice was making fun of him and apparently implying that he was a bit of a manwhore.
"That's not the point! I don't even know him and he's taking over my sex life. For fuck's sakes, I've been wanking so much these last few weeks I had to go to a different store to buy lube because I was too embarrassed with how quickly I've been going through tubes."
Marcus laughed at that until he was a giggling wreck on the couch. "That's precious, oh god. I didn't think you'd get so easily self-conscious about something like buying lube."
"What the hell do you take me for? Sure, I like having sex, but I'm not as much of a slut as you're insinuating. It's just about the principle of the thing. I don't like being smitten with a bloke I don't even know."
"Look, I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to insult you, but you have to admit your standards aren't always that high when it comes to sexual relations. This isn't even the first time you can't remember a guy's name after you slept with him."
Re: Fill: Oblivious to the Point of Obtusiveness (3b/3)
anonymous
March 3 2012, 18:12:16 UTC
"Fuck you, Marcus. I'm sorry I'm not as virtuous and pure as your esteemed self. In fact, I don't think I've ever seen you with anyone these last three years we've known each other."
"Some of us don't feel the need to hump anyone with a pulse just to pass time. Also, I'm discreet. I don't flaunt my conquests all over the place."
"Yeah? You're a bloody hypocrite, Aquila, judging me and pretending to be some sort of a saint. Placidus has told me a few stories about how you got around plenty in high school and college. Apparently all the girls were practically throwing themselves at you."
"Well, he'd know all about it. But I grew up, I have different standards now."
"Oh, sure, you're the epitome of mature behaviour." Esca paused for a moment as the rest of Marcus' comment penetrated his slightly tipsy and plenty indignant brain. "What do you mean he'd know all about it? I thought Liathan said Placidus had only had a few boyfriends before they met five years ago."
Marcus gave him a look that was a direct insult to his intelligence. "Because I was one of those boyfriends? And the girls vying for my attention used to drive him crazy."
For a moment Esca was so shocked he couldn't breathe. "What? But you're straight! All I've ever heard about was your horde of girlfriends. You had a fiancée for fuck's sakes!"
"I don't know whose stories you've been listening to, but I'm undeniably bi. I mean, sure, I haven't had as many male partners as I've had female ones, but it doesn't change the fact that I like both. I went out with Placidus for about a year in high school."
"I can't believe I never heard about this. What the actual fuck." Esca felt as if his brain was on the brink of implosion and the earlier booze combined with the few beers he'd drunk didn't help. For some reason the thought of Marcus being a gay high school sweetheart seemed hilarious. "Oh god, I can't even imagine it. You and Placidus walking around the halls holding hands and sneaking kisses under the bleachers."
Clearly Marcus didn't feel like joining in on his giggling. "I don't understand what's so funny about it."
"Oh man, but you're just so straight! You're like the epitome of the boy next door who gets all the girls and wins all the football matches. And there you were, eyeing guys in shorts like the rest of us nasty pervs. You're just so you, so concerned about what everyone thinks and if they approve of what you're doing or who you are. I can't believe you'd be able to saunter into a bar to hook up with another bloke in the bathroom."
"It's amazing how you manage to be so stereotypical of a group you belong to. Not everyone finds their partners in bar bathrooms."
"Oh, sure. Way beneath you to get on your knees in a bathroom for someone's cock, what was I thinking." Esca wasn't sure why he was being such a prick about this. Maybe somehow he'd been able to live with the fact that the guy he fell for could never reciprocate his feelings because he just didn't swing that way, but this was different: apparently he wanted men, just not Esca in particular. The logical part of his brain was telling him to shut up, that there was no reason to hurt a friend for something that wasn't his fault, but the voice got drowned by the raw emotion pulsing through him.
"I didn't say I wouldn't or haven't. What's it to you, anyway? Just let it go."
"Yeah, I'll let it go. It's not like I want to imagine you like that, giving head to strangers in bathrooms. Oh yuck, I'll need to bleach my brain to get that image out."
Finally Marcus' control snapped and he got up, fists clenched tightly. "Yeah, well I didn't hear any complaints from you the other night, when it was your cock in my mouth. All I heard was 'please' and 'god' and 'perfect', then. So fuck you, Esca."
The words hit Esca harder than a dodgeball in PE, and he was sure his shocked expression was more than a match for Marcus'. He watched the other man deflate and slump back into his armchair. "It was you? You're the mystery guy from the party?"
Marcus nodded without looking up. He seemed to be steeling himself and Esca felt like the worst kind of a bastard for ignoring the pesky logical voice a moment ago. Then again, it's not like Marcus was innocent in all of this either.
Re: Fill: Oblivious to the Point of Obtusiveness (3c/3)
anonymous
March 3 2012, 18:23:23 UTC
Esca cleared his throat and was pleased to find he could keep his voice mostly steady. "Why didn't you tell me?"
All he got for an answer was a shrug, so he decided to man up himself. He walked over to Marcus' chair, then knelt and tried to peer at his half-hidden face.
"Marcus? Come on, tell me. I'm sorry I was a jerk just now, but I don't understand why you didn't tell me before."
"I thought you might regret it. You were pretty out of it that night. I didn't realise how bad it was until the next morning when you couldn't even remember what happened. I guess I was ashamed."
"Are you kidding me? Marcus, trust me, I remember enough to know I was a fully consensual participant in the proceedings. I promise you I'm not going to sue you over it."
"Okay, well, good. It's just that you'd never shown any interest in me before so I figured it was the booze making you do things you wouldn't do sober."
Esca stared at him. "What? Are you telling me you were feeling insecure?"
At that Marcus finally lifted his head to glare at him. "I'd appreciate it if you didn't laugh at this."
"Who's laughing? Okay, yeah maybe it's a bit hilarious."
"I don't see anything funny about it."
"Oh god, Marcus! I mean, look at you! You're the sort of bloke everyone turns to stare when you walk by, and you think I wouldn't want you? Especially since I know you're also loyal, funny and so fucking good it makes us mere mortals cower in shame for even existing."
Esca rather thought the blush suited Marcus and resolved to bring it out as often as possible. At most inopportune moments, of course.
"You're being ridiculous, Esca. And my point still stands: you never showed any interest. I mean, we've known each other for years and you never once gave a sign you might want to be anything other than friends."
"I thought you were straight! Holy fuck, if I'd known I had the slightest chance, I would've climbed you like a tree the first time we met. But all I'd ever gathered from Placidus' talk was that you had been engaged to a girl and his anecdotes mentioned only girlfriends."
"You didn't get a clue when I kept asking you out?"
"What?"
"You know, for coffee and lunch. We even went to see a movie and I paid for your popcorn. But you never as much as tried to kiss me at the end."
"But those weren't dates, we were just hanging out. Like, friends, right?"
"No, I'm pretty sure I told you it was a date when I first asked you out."
"I'm absolutely sure you didn't. I was completely sober and would certainly have paid attention to a little detail like that."
"Come on, Esca. I remember clearly saying 'it's a date' after you said yes."
Esca couldn't help but burst into laughter at that. "You idiot, that's something people say anyway, whether or not it's an actual date in the romantic sense."
The petulant look on Marcus' face was adorable, not that Esca would have admitted to it being anything but silly. "It wasn't even just that! I asked you to share a dessert when we went to lunch and drove you home and walked you to your doorstep and paid for the theatre tickets. You always seemed content to be in the friend zone, and I've never had that problem before. Usually I just have to look at someone a certain way and they're all over me."
"I feel like I've entered the twilight zone after having spent years in torment in the friend zone. I didn't think anything about you wanting to split dessert, I do that fairly often with friends. And driving me home seemed like something you'd do just because you're you. Maybe I would've thought it weird that you walked me to my door but we were always in the middle of some conversation and it seemed pretty natural to finish that while walking. You said you got the tickets through a friend, I never even realised you paid for them."
Re: Fill: Oblivious to the Point of Obtusiveness (3d/3) END
anonymous
March 3 2012, 19:05:07 UTC
Marcus looked at him with a thoughtful expression. "You really remember everything so clearly? It's been over three years and you seem to remember every detail while still claiming they weren't dates." He smirked. "Ironically enough, you've completely forgotten about our first actual hook-up from less than a month ago."
"Psh, you think you're so funny, don't you. But yes, I remember. I also remember vehemently lamenting your heterosexuality and having guilty wanks in the shower."
"Hey, I did that too, except for the heterosexuality part, so if you're looking for sympathy, you'll get none from me. I can't believe you didn't realise I was coming on to you. I thought I was being so obvious."
"I suppose I was blinded by the blatant-yet-fake straightness factor, although I have to say you were pants at being obvious. All you did was be friendly and gentlemanly in a very old-fashioned way. For a while I wasn't sure if you were mocking me by opening doors and sharing umbrellas and helping me into my coat like some sweet Victorian maiden."
"Well it's worked just fine before! I can't help it if I'm more used to being the one chased than the one doing the chasing."
"No, I guess not. Poor you." Esca laughed at Marcus' eye roll. "But I can't believe it never came out that you're an equal-opportunity dater."
"That's probably the nicest description anyone's ever given to me being bi. I've had some pretty shitty reactions from people." Suddenly Marcus started and looked at Esca with wide eyes. "Oh, you know what, at the time Liathan and Placidus started going out, I was actually engaged to this girl whose parents were very strict and religious. And I guess I wasn't sure about where she stood on the matter either and didn't want to risk it. I'd never hidden it before, but at that time I told my friends to keep a lid on it, to never mention to anyone that I'd slept with guys. I was trying to prevent the word from getting out to Sarah." Esca's raised eyebrows prompted a shrug from Marcus. "Maybe by the time you met him Placidus had been too used to it to let it slip? Fuck, I can't believe I even considered hiding forever like that. It was such a silly crush I had on her, god."
"That sounds... really healthy."
"Yeah, it wasn't. And her parents were egging us on because they knew my family was wealthy. It was all a huge mess in the end. But I don't really want to talk about that right now."
"I'm not really sure talking is needed at all right now."
Marcus grinned and hauled him up onto his lap. "I'm really sure it's not."
Just before Marcus' lips met his, Esca withdrew a bit. "Wait, just out of curiosity, is this our proper first kiss or is that one of those things I can't remember?"
"I think it's the first. As far as I can recall we skipped straight to mouth-cock interaction."
"Oh god, how does that even happen?"
"You spilled a drink on you shirt and I was helping you clean it in the bathroom."
"On your knees?"
"I was bit tipsy as well and we thought the spillage was incredibly funny. It's surprisingly difficult to hold your balance when you're bent double dabbing someone's stomach while you're both drunk and giggling."
"And then you suddenly realised the thing you'd been hopelessly dreaming of was right in front of your face and went for it?"
"More like you commented on my lips being beautiful, as if made for being stretched around a cock. And then, what you just said."
"Holy crap." The image left Esca breathless, so he decided to steal some of Marcus' oxygen in retaliation. He'd need it later, when begging for that repeat performance.
That's all, folks. If anyone wants to write a porn coda or something, be my guest. Also, concrit is very much welcomed (and, indeed, much needed).
Re: Fill: Oblivious to the Point of Obtusiveness (3d/3) ENDpoziomeczkaMarch 3 2012, 22:31:08 UTC
This was hilarious and UTTERLY delightful. I think all the Liathan and Placidus cameos (and teheheh past Marcus/Placidus <3) just totally stole the show for me.
Re: Fill: Oblivious to the Point of Obtusiveness (3d/3) ENDladytiferetMarch 4 2012, 00:26:35 UTC
Esca's torment was absolutely delicious :D Poor Marcus, with such a complicated history and his botched attempts it's no wonder he gave up after a while :D It's an awesome story, and the Liathan&Placidus cameos were perfect :)
"Esca! You look like shit!" Liathan's greeting grated at Esca's nerves, but he attempted a smile anyhow. He was on a mission here, this was not the time to get pissy.
"Yeah, haven't been sleeping all that well."
Liathan's answering grin could've melt chocolate. "Oh, I'll bet."
"What?"
"Oh, don't be coy with me, mate, Placidus told me all about your escapades at the party."
"He did? He saw me with someone?"
"Apparently saw more of you than he ever wanted to. He walked in on you getting blown. Says it scarred him for life."
"Oh my god. He saw my prick? Great. This last week has just been one big humiliation purgatory. I'm waiting to be upgraded to hell any minute now."
Liathan was laughing too hard to make much sense for a while, but then his brain seemed to kick in. "Wait, you don't remember him walking in on you? He said you had some heated words about it later."
Esca let his head thud on the table. "I don't remember much about that night after the jelly shot contest."
"Really? Not even getting sucked off in the bathroom?"
"Well, I remember it was utterly amazing, but I don't remember who did it."
Instead of the renewed burst of laughter Esca had been expecting, there was only stunned silence for a moment. He carefully lifted his head to look up at Liathan to see him staring at him, wide-eyed with surprise. "You don't know who it was? Are you serious?"
"Yes, I really don't know. But you do, don't you?"
"Well, Placidus told me. Haven't you been trying to find out?"
"I didn't know that many people there, so I didn't know who to ask. Marcus must've seen who it was but he wouldn't tell me."
"Really? Weird, eh?"
"Exactly! He just ran away and I think he's been avoiding me since then. He never was this enthusiastic about his job before." Esca tried not to pout, but if Liathan's amused smile was anything to go by, he wasn't altogether successful.
"Ah, you know how he is. One day he's the life of the party and the next he's off somewhere brooding. Shouldn't worry about it."
"I'm not worried. Right now I'm more concerned with finding the bloke I hooked up with and begging for a repeat performance."
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"Oh bugger off you and your loving regular-sex-guaranteeing boyfriend. We poor single people still need to get by somehow."
Liathan's phone went off. He looked at the call id and grinned. "Speaking of the devil." Esca rolled his eyes as his friend answered the call. "Missed me already? What? No, I'm with Esca. We're discussing the incident you witnessed the other night. Uh-huh. But get this, he can't remember who the bloke was. I know, isn't it brilliant! No, he asked Marcus but he wouldn't say." Suddenly Liathan's face turned that particular shade between scheming and speculative that Esca had long ago learned to fear. "You think? Okay. I'll see you later." He ended the call and smiled at Esca sweetly, making his skin erupt in goose bumps. Definitely getting closer to hell on that waiting list, he thought to himself and tried to answer the smile in challenge.
Which is how he ended up spending the next few weeks in a cloud of sexual frustration while Liathan and Placidus smirked at him and Marcus still kept avoiding him. No matter how much he bribed, cajoled or plied them with alcohol, his friends steadfastly refused to tell him who the miracle man had been. And that was another problem: Esca realised he'd managed to build an impossibly perfect image of the mystery man, which would quite likely have to come crashing down if he ever actually met him again.
His dreams were no longer just about the skilled tongue on his cock and the pressure of torturing fingers on his balls and perineum, but had evolved into much more varied fantasies. Even worse was the fact that whether he woke up from hard fucks against walls or from afternoon cuddles between warm sheets and warmer thighs, Esca felt a terrible sense of loss every time one of his dreams faded away. It was getting depressing, being so taken by a creature he'd mostly designed himself and which ate away at the chance of actually meeting someone real.
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For a moment he just stared at Esca, who couldn't help grinning at the stunned expression on his friend's face. "Esca? Why are sitting on my doorstep? Is that a thermos?"
Esca nodded. "Hot chocolate with a hint of mint schnapps. Awesome for camping trips."
"I see you've been very enthusiastic if a bit inaccurate with your drink. Why are you here?"
Esca frowned and brushed at his mouth to get rid of some spillage. He didn't understand Marcus' attitude at all. "I came to see you, idiot. It's been weeks."
Something seemed to ease in Marcus' frigid stance. "Aw, you missed me?"
Esca rolled his eyes and mock-punched Marcus' arm. "Just open the door before I freeze out here."
Marcus did as he was told, for once. "How long have you been here waiting for me?"
"About three hours?"
"In the middle of November?" Marcus shook his head and let out a defeated sigh. "If I'd known you were this desperate for my company..."
"What? You wouldn't have avoided me so long? Hadn't made excuses about work? Would've returned my calls and texts?" Esca knew he sounded like a petulant child who'd been denied his favourite toy, but he felt he was entitled to it for once.
Marcus looked embarrassed as he tugged off his tie and put his suit jacket on a hanger. "Sorry about that. It's just been a bit crazy."
"Whatever. Are you okay now or do you want me to go?"
"No, stay, please. It's good to see you." He paused and turned to go to the kitchen. "I missed you too, a bit."
Esca stood for a moment with his mouth open and stared after Marcus. The admission seemed so out of character and made the long absence seem even stranger. While he couldn't help but be curious, Esca was adamant not to say or do anything to make Marcus withdraw again.
They made dinner together and slid easily back into their usual banter, as if they'd just seen each other the day before instead of almost a month ago. They ate in the kitchen and then retreated to Marcus' spacious living-room with some beers to watch a movie.
"So, did you ever find out who the mystery guy at the party was?" Marcus was still looking at the screen intently, but Esca figured that he wouldn't have asked if he didn't want to know the answer.
"No. Liathan and Placidus know and they've been rubbing it in my face at every opportunity. The bastards still refuse to tell me, though."
"Maybe you should just forget about the whole thing."
"I wish I could, but that goddamn blowjob keeps haunting my dreams and I haven't been able to even think about having someone else."
"Well, it's only been a few weeks, I'm sure you're not in danger of death by sexual starvation just yet." How did Marcus manage to make his voice at the same time so deep and sexy and annoying, Esca wondered. It wasn't fair at all. Especially since right now that very same voice was making fun of him and apparently implying that he was a bit of a manwhore.
"That's not the point! I don't even know him and he's taking over my sex life. For fuck's sakes, I've been wanking so much these last few weeks I had to go to a different store to buy lube because I was too embarrassed with how quickly I've been going through tubes."
Marcus laughed at that until he was a giggling wreck on the couch. "That's precious, oh god. I didn't think you'd get so easily self-conscious about something like buying lube."
"What the hell do you take me for? Sure, I like having sex, but I'm not as much of a slut as you're insinuating. It's just about the principle of the thing. I don't like being smitten with a bloke I don't even know."
"Look, I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to insult you, but you have to admit your standards aren't always that high when it comes to sexual relations. This isn't even the first time you can't remember a guy's name after you slept with him."
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"Some of us don't feel the need to hump anyone with a pulse just to pass time. Also, I'm discreet. I don't flaunt my conquests all over the place."
"Yeah? You're a bloody hypocrite, Aquila, judging me and pretending to be some sort of a saint. Placidus has told me a few stories about how you got around plenty in high school and college. Apparently all the girls were practically throwing themselves at you."
"Well, he'd know all about it. But I grew up, I have different standards now."
"Oh, sure, you're the epitome of mature behaviour." Esca paused for a moment as the rest of Marcus' comment penetrated his slightly tipsy and plenty indignant brain. "What do you mean he'd know all about it? I thought Liathan said Placidus had only had a few boyfriends before they met five years ago."
Marcus gave him a look that was a direct insult to his intelligence. "Because I was one of those boyfriends? And the girls vying for my attention used to drive him crazy."
For a moment Esca was so shocked he couldn't breathe. "What? But you're straight! All I've ever heard about was your horde of girlfriends. You had a fiancée for fuck's sakes!"
"I don't know whose stories you've been listening to, but I'm undeniably bi. I mean, sure, I haven't had as many male partners as I've had female ones, but it doesn't change the fact that I like both. I went out with Placidus for about a year in high school."
"I can't believe I never heard about this. What the actual fuck." Esca felt as if his brain was on the brink of implosion and the earlier booze combined with the few beers he'd drunk didn't help. For some reason the thought of Marcus being a gay high school sweetheart seemed hilarious. "Oh god, I can't even imagine it. You and Placidus walking around the halls holding hands and sneaking kisses under the bleachers."
Clearly Marcus didn't feel like joining in on his giggling. "I don't understand what's so funny about it."
"Oh man, but you're just so straight! You're like the epitome of the boy next door who gets all the girls and wins all the football matches. And there you were, eyeing guys in shorts like the rest of us nasty pervs. You're just so you, so concerned about what everyone thinks and if they approve of what you're doing or who you are. I can't believe you'd be able to saunter into a bar to hook up with another bloke in the bathroom."
"It's amazing how you manage to be so stereotypical of a group you belong to. Not everyone finds their partners in bar bathrooms."
"Oh, sure. Way beneath you to get on your knees in a bathroom for someone's cock, what was I thinking." Esca wasn't sure why he was being such a prick about this. Maybe somehow he'd been able to live with the fact that the guy he fell for could never reciprocate his feelings because he just didn't swing that way, but this was different: apparently he wanted men, just not Esca in particular. The logical part of his brain was telling him to shut up, that there was no reason to hurt a friend for something that wasn't his fault, but the voice got drowned by the raw emotion pulsing through him.
"I didn't say I wouldn't or haven't. What's it to you, anyway? Just let it go."
"Yeah, I'll let it go. It's not like I want to imagine you like that, giving head to strangers in bathrooms. Oh yuck, I'll need to bleach my brain to get that image out."
Finally Marcus' control snapped and he got up, fists clenched tightly. "Yeah, well I didn't hear any complaints from you the other night, when it was your cock in my mouth. All I heard was 'please' and 'god' and 'perfect', then. So fuck you, Esca."
The words hit Esca harder than a dodgeball in PE, and he was sure his shocked expression was more than a match for Marcus'. He watched the other man deflate and slump back into his armchair. "It was you? You're the mystery guy from the party?"
Marcus nodded without looking up. He seemed to be steeling himself and Esca felt like the worst kind of a bastard for ignoring the pesky logical voice a moment ago. Then again, it's not like Marcus was innocent in all of this either.
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All he got for an answer was a shrug, so he decided to man up himself. He walked over to Marcus' chair, then knelt and tried to peer at his half-hidden face.
"Marcus? Come on, tell me. I'm sorry I was a jerk just now, but I don't understand why you didn't tell me before."
"I thought you might regret it. You were pretty out of it that night. I didn't realise how bad it was until the next morning when you couldn't even remember what happened. I guess I was ashamed."
"Are you kidding me? Marcus, trust me, I remember enough to know I was a fully consensual participant in the proceedings. I promise you I'm not going to sue you over it."
"Okay, well, good. It's just that you'd never shown any interest in me before so I figured it was the booze making you do things you wouldn't do sober."
Esca stared at him. "What? Are you telling me you were feeling insecure?"
At that Marcus finally lifted his head to glare at him. "I'd appreciate it if you didn't laugh at this."
"Who's laughing? Okay, yeah maybe it's a bit hilarious."
"I don't see anything funny about it."
"Oh god, Marcus! I mean, look at you! You're the sort of bloke everyone turns to stare when you walk by, and you think I wouldn't want you? Especially since I know you're also loyal, funny and so fucking good it makes us mere mortals cower in shame for even existing."
Esca rather thought the blush suited Marcus and resolved to bring it out as often as possible. At most inopportune moments, of course.
"You're being ridiculous, Esca. And my point still stands: you never showed any interest. I mean, we've known each other for years and you never once gave a sign you might want to be anything other than friends."
"I thought you were straight! Holy fuck, if I'd known I had the slightest chance, I would've climbed you like a tree the first time we met. But all I'd ever gathered from Placidus' talk was that you had been engaged to a girl and his anecdotes mentioned only girlfriends."
"You didn't get a clue when I kept asking you out?"
"What?"
"You know, for coffee and lunch. We even went to see a movie and I paid for your popcorn. But you never as much as tried to kiss me at the end."
"But those weren't dates, we were just hanging out. Like, friends, right?"
"No, I'm pretty sure I told you it was a date when I first asked you out."
"I'm absolutely sure you didn't. I was completely sober and would certainly have paid attention to a little detail like that."
"Come on, Esca. I remember clearly saying 'it's a date' after you said yes."
Esca couldn't help but burst into laughter at that. "You idiot, that's something people say anyway, whether or not it's an actual date in the romantic sense."
The petulant look on Marcus' face was adorable, not that Esca would have admitted to it being anything but silly. "It wasn't even just that! I asked you to share a dessert when we went to lunch and drove you home and walked you to your doorstep and paid for the theatre tickets. You always seemed content to be in the friend zone, and I've never had that problem before. Usually I just have to look at someone a certain way and they're all over me."
"I feel like I've entered the twilight zone after having spent years in torment in the friend zone. I didn't think anything about you wanting to split dessert, I do that fairly often with friends. And driving me home seemed like something you'd do just because you're you. Maybe I would've thought it weird that you walked me to my door but we were always in the middle of some conversation and it seemed pretty natural to finish that while walking. You said you got the tickets through a friend, I never even realised you paid for them."
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"Psh, you think you're so funny, don't you. But yes, I remember. I also remember vehemently lamenting your heterosexuality and having guilty wanks in the shower."
"Hey, I did that too, except for the heterosexuality part, so if you're looking for sympathy, you'll get none from me. I can't believe you didn't realise I was coming on to you. I thought I was being so obvious."
"I suppose I was blinded by the blatant-yet-fake straightness factor, although I have to say you were pants at being obvious. All you did was be friendly and gentlemanly in a very old-fashioned way. For a while I wasn't sure if you were mocking me by opening doors and sharing umbrellas and helping me into my coat like some sweet Victorian maiden."
"Well it's worked just fine before! I can't help it if I'm more used to being the one chased than the one doing the chasing."
"No, I guess not. Poor you." Esca laughed at Marcus' eye roll. "But I can't believe it never came out that you're an equal-opportunity dater."
"That's probably the nicest description anyone's ever given to me being bi. I've had some pretty shitty reactions from people." Suddenly Marcus started and looked at Esca with wide eyes. "Oh, you know what, at the time Liathan and Placidus started going out, I was actually engaged to this girl whose parents were very strict and religious. And I guess I wasn't sure about where she stood on the matter either and didn't want to risk it. I'd never hidden it before, but at that time I told my friends to keep a lid on it, to never mention to anyone that I'd slept with guys. I was trying to prevent the word from getting out to Sarah." Esca's raised eyebrows prompted a shrug from Marcus. "Maybe by the time you met him Placidus had been too used to it to let it slip? Fuck, I can't believe I even considered hiding forever like that. It was such a silly crush I had on her, god."
"That sounds... really healthy."
"Yeah, it wasn't. And her parents were egging us on because they knew my family was wealthy. It was all a huge mess in the end. But I don't really want to talk about that right now."
"I'm not really sure talking is needed at all right now."
Marcus grinned and hauled him up onto his lap. "I'm really sure it's not."
Just before Marcus' lips met his, Esca withdrew a bit. "Wait, just out of curiosity, is this our proper first kiss or is that one of those things I can't remember?"
"I think it's the first. As far as I can recall we skipped straight to mouth-cock interaction."
"Oh god, how does that even happen?"
"You spilled a drink on you shirt and I was helping you clean it in the bathroom."
"On your knees?"
"I was bit tipsy as well and we thought the spillage was incredibly funny. It's surprisingly difficult to hold your balance when you're bent double dabbing someone's stomach while you're both drunk and giggling."
"And then you suddenly realised the thing you'd been hopelessly dreaming of was right in front of your face and went for it?"
"More like you commented on my lips being beautiful, as if made for being stretched around a cock. And then, what you just said."
"Holy crap." The image left Esca breathless, so he decided to steal some of Marcus' oxygen in retaliation. He'd need it later, when begging for that repeat performance.
That's all, folks. If anyone wants to write a porn coda or something, be my guest. Also, concrit is very much welcomed (and, indeed, much needed).
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It's an awesome story, and the Liathan&Placidus cameos were perfect :)
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Voi että, ihan paras :D Herätti kyl monia kutkuttavia tunteita, upeesti rakennettu :D Loppu oli myös tosi hyvä!! T. Sini
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