Serious Discussion

[cant_getoveryou]

Who: Blaine Thorps [cant_getoveryou], Saotome Alto [princesspilot], Dora Marquez [chicayunmono]
Where: Dora's Apartment
What: Blaine trying to put it nicely that Alto needs to go back to Magnolia
When: Today, Early Afternoon
Warnings: Potential bitchfits?

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[princesspilot]

And that stoicism managed to last a moment longer before Alto gasped and tried to squirm away, the urge to laugh and cry at the same time escaping his tense form.

"L-let me go... stop it!"

[cant_getoveryou]

But he didn't, not yet. Once Alto was a pile on the floor he would stop.

[princesspilot]

Alto wanted to scream, hating how his reactions were forced out of him, making him do things that he didn't want to. Even if it was to laugh. Using an actor's body against him was unforgivable- this wasn't fair.Alto wrapped his fingers around Blaine's wrists and tried to force the other man away from him.

"D-don't..."

[cant_getoveryou]

Blaine allowed himself to be stopped, legs on either side of Alto's waist as he lay on the floor, wheezing from his fight against the tickling. The man's face was solemn now. What else was there? He couldn't think of how to make any of this better. If it was him, sex really would be the cure all, but that was something tainted to Alto and entirely unwelcome.

[princesspilot]

His eyes were squeezed shut. Soon he was going to forget how sex could be like. There was only pain and humiliation.

...even with Blaine. A virgin to mark on his bedpost, wasn't it? An ego-booster, to show someone completely inexperienced that they could provide pleasure if they had wanted to. And then keeping them at a sanitized distance.

As if Alto had never clung on to him and gasped his name, lifting his hips to push back against every thrust, demanding for more.

[cant_getoveryou]

With his eyes squeezed shut like that, Alto looked like he was trying to forget something. Maybe everything. As usual, he didn't know what he'd said to make Alto upset. Like last time, he could only assume it was a misunderstanding that could be cleared up if the boy would just ask for clarification, but he was so fucking stubborn.

Blaine leaned down, supporting his weight so he wouldn't faceplant into the floor before he could give Alto a kiss on the forehead.

[princesspilot]

"Are you going to make me feel good before you have sex with me again? Or do you only go for virgins?"

[cant_getoveryou]

Blaine paused a moment, then halfway got to his feet. Grabbing Alto under his arms and pulling him up, he set him on his feet. "Normally, I don't do virgins at all." He preferred men his own age or even a couple of years older. If Alto was trying to get a rise out of him, he'd have to try harder today.

[princesspilot]

Alto did not flinch. He hardly did anything, other than to just stare at Blaine.

And cried.

[cant_getoveryou]

The crying surprised him. It made him uncomfortable as hell, but he hardly batted an eye. Blaine took a step forward and pulled Alto into a hug. Even if he pushed him away, he wouldn't let him go. He didn't understand why Alto was crying, or how what he'd said could have possibly hurt him. He did something he didn't normally do because he'd cared about the person involved. That just wasn't being conveyed, and explaining himself never went well when it came to Alto.

[princesspilot]

The boy just stood there, tears flowing freely down his face. What was he supposed to do? He had just been told that he was not even worth a notch on the bedpost.

He was just... nothing.

[cant_getoveryou]

Blaine put his hands on either side of Alto's face and pushed his face up to stare at him. He wiped the tears away with his thumbs, but he didn't expect them to stop. "Why are you crying?" He gave Alto's head a little shake. "I slept with you because I wanted to. Do you regret it? Did you want me to be some virgin hunter? Ask me questions instead of assuming the worst."

[princesspilot]

"I'm... honored to be able to scratch a rare itch you have then..." Alto replied flatly, withdrawing further into himself.

[cant_getoveryou]

Oh. He knew what this was. He took his hands away. "You think acting all nonchalant about it now is going to make it better." He stepped away and went to the kitchen, pulling out a cup and putting it under the faucet to fill it with water.

"This is why I call you a child. Because whenever something important happens that you need to talk about, you clam up, act snide, try to say the most hurtful things you can imagine, and do your best to make me feel like shit for caring." He turned off the water and drank from his cup, emptying it and filling it up again.

[princesspilot]

Funny. Alto didn't feel quite snide now. That would require energy that he did not have. He looked around the house. He had only came with a sweater after all. It's okay. Dora could keep it if she wanted.

And then walked towards the door. He couldn't stay here. He had to go somewhere. But it was so difficult to see through the tears.

"I'm sorry."

[cant_getoveryou]

With the cup to his lips, gulping down the water, he watched Alto listlessly moving towards the door. Blaine had promised to take care of him. If he needed help, Alto could just ask, but he was prideful, stubborn, and quick tempered. He lashed out with that sharp tongue whenever he was in a corner and it was always at the wrong person. He did blame Alto for that. For being the teenager that he was. He could just let him walk out and let whatever happens happen, but then bringing him there, putting Dora in danger. What was all that for?

He set down his cup and strode towards Alto. Before he could open the door, he put his hand on it, using his weight to keep it closed. He attempted to turn Alto around. "What do you want from me? Do you really want sex, or just to not think anymore? I can fuck all of your problems away, but I don't want you to regret it any more than you already do."