Kia knew what he usually felt like when the drugs in the hotel got to him. By now, he was all too familiar with the heat flowing through him, the slight dizziness, and above all the need to take care of his arousal soon and often with someone usually just as drugged and eager as he was
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When the door opened, he looked up - and only then did the young nobleman register any surprise or suspicion. But at first, at least, it was delight to see his old friend. For Franz, after all, it had been months since he'd seen Kia. He stood up immediately, wondering if this was a version that would remember him. "Kia! It's so good to see you... But what are you doing here?"
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He took a moment to look this guy over, smiled in appreciation while that goal inside him set in, and gave his best look of harmless uncertainty. "Sorry if this doesn't make sense, but I think you know a different me. This probably isn't where you think it is, either."
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After a moment, Franz sits back down on the bed, glancing around the hotel room for a clock. "I hate to cut things short because it really is so good to see a familiar face, but I'm waiting for someone."
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"I can always stay here while you wait," he pointed out. "If they even show up. This hotel's a weird place." Weird was an understatement, but it was the best word for now.
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Franz couldn't help but think of the times he had compared his lover's technique (or lack thereof) to Kia, and there were times he truly missed his friend, not only for his touch, but as a confidante, as someone who was always honest about everything. "Kia was my first," Franz confessed all at once with a red-faced bluster. "So it would just make things awkward."
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He sighed and figured it was best to just be blunt. "He probably won't show up or he does, it won't be for a long time. Besides, if I was your first, you know it'd be good to have fun with me again." Kia really didn't care about the risk of making things awkward for someone who'd probably never end up in the hotel.
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Franz tells himself he's overthinking things, tucking his hair behind his ear. "That's a long time to be trapped," he murmured, hoping to steer the conversation away from sex. "It must have been difficult."
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Rather than go away, Kia ended up sitting on the edge of the bed. "Nothing's to difficult here if you don't resist and make it harder on yourself." That went for the drugged air as well as other, more specific scenarios...like the one Franz found himself in right now.
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But that was a long time ago, and Franz wasn't looking for a repeat performance. He eyed how Kia seemed to make the whole bed, no, the whole room sort of sag with his careless weight. "I could have sworn I said it would be better if you left," he said brusquely.
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Kia'd never been one of the types to get too worried about going home and there'd been a time where leaving was the last thing he wanted. He was past that, though. Whether here or at home, he had people who mattered to him and people who were simply fun and exciting. He shrugged off Franz's annoyance with him. "It might be better for you, but it won't be for me. The sooner I take care of what the hotel is doing to me, the better off I'll be." He knew he had the usual aphrodisiacs in his system; any other effects weren't as obvious someehow.
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"If that's how it is, I'm sorry but I think you'd better leave. Maybe someone else in the hotel can help you."
All of this time, had Kia just sauntered in here with the intention of fucking? Franz couldn't help but wonder, and was caught between anger and flattery.
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"I don't want to leave. This is going to get worse if I don't take care of it soon."
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And as beautiful as he did find Kia, as nostalgic as the smell of his leather jacket made him, at the moment, Franz truly wasn't. His body might be slowly effected by the air in the hotel, but his mind was as keen as ever and his heart still very much loved his boyfriend.
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Even if his mind hated all of this, getting his body to enjoy it was always an option, so Kia's other hand brushed across his outer thigh nd hip.
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