The city's message made it sound like you were looking for maybe twice that is all. And I do remember you. Just wasn't sure if this was somebody else using it as their username, so thanks for clearing that up.
when you're my height, everyone taller than you is climbable. trust me.
( ...is this small talk? Why is there small talk? What the fuck?? )
fine. shit with the eclipse was weird but made it through just fine. ( Mostly by hiding out with Rosita at Creekside, but that's not information he's willing to share.
...he should probably ask the same in reverse, huh? Uggggh whyyyy is it like this, he owned whatever the fuck the city did, can't they just get to fucking?! )
you manage? I can swing by to give you a closer look if you need it. decent with first aid if necessary
[ Drake doesn't think Magpie's that short, but having had several partners barely over 5' he recognizes he might be biased. Just like he recognizes, with the gaps between messages and awkward phrasing, that the other man is uncomfortable with the turn in conversation.
Geez. It wasn't even a personal question... combined with how dismissive Magpie was that Jesus is just a kind and decent human being, Drake's really wondering what flavor of asshole his world must be full of. ]
You're really not used to people giving a shit, huh? No worries, I managed. But you can still come by if you want.
( He's decidedly not touching the part about someone giving a shit about him. Nope. Fuck you, Drake, he doesn't really know you and you don't know him, either. )
you'll have to give me an address if I'm making my way over. might take a while to get there, but it'll be worth it once I do.
( Always is when he's on his way for sex. Please, tall pretty man, let him climb you a bit. That sounds great right about now. )
( Sorry, Drake, but you picked the wrong man to try and get on with like that. )
we'll work around them. be there in a bit.
( "A bit" turns out to be almost an hour, because fucking fuck do the SIN guards like to hassle him when he uses the damn elevator. The second he says he's not going to work and it's like he pissed on their shoes. Ugh. Whatever. He's able to get to Drake's apartment without much trouble once he's off the elevator, and he's got a grin on his face when he knocks on the door. )
I'm here to inspect and climb a lovely tall man. He in there and ready for me?
[ Magpie, buddy. You do not to lay it on so thick... it does earn him a chuckle, though, Drake still grinning as he opens the door and waves the other man in. ]
For the record, I'm pretty much always ready. C'mon in.
[ For hopefully obvious reasons, Drake didn't bother changing into something nicer. He's in just a tank top and thin, soft lounge pants. ]
( Hey, it gets him laid quite often. Why mess with success? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )
Good to know. ( He chuckles as he steps inside, toeing out of his shoes by the door. ) You got anything to drink? Beer or whiskey or-- anything, really. I'm still plenty broke even after being here for over a month. ( Being a Submissive here is great. Really.
He arches a brow at Drake as he looks him over. ) Or we could skip that and I could have you up against the wall right now. I'd be very okay with that.
[ Yeah, he's got alcohol. Both of Magpie's requests and a few other things, actually, but the order of things doesn't matter to him all that much. Not if the other man's ready to go without a drink in him.
Obviously he is.
Drake pushes the door closed behind them, walking backwards into the apartment with a look that makes it clear he expects Magpie to follow. ]
You want me against the wall? I was kinda picturing the other way round.
( The idea was for him to climb someone taller than him for sex, but Magpie's not about to complain if a tall, hopefully strong?? man wants to lift him and pin him to the wall. He grins as he follows after Drake, catching up to him quickly enough to invade his personal space. Nope. No chill here. )
That how you prefer things? Being the one on top? ( His grin widens. ) Alright, show me. I'll even given you a little help.
( Hope Drake's ready, because this is definitely Caden throwing arms around the taller man's neck and jumping up - with a little bit of telekinetic help - to wrap his legs around his waist. )
Come on, handsome. Give it to me however you like.
[ Drake barely gets the words out before Magpie makes impact, instinctively catching the smaller man around the waist and with a splay-fingered grip on his ass. The next breath he takes is used to laugh, then he turns them to walk forward into his room so he can put Magpie's back against a wall. ]
You wanna keep me guessing, huh? [ He hitches Magpie up a little higher to slip the arm around his waist free, so that he can get a hand under the other man's shirt. His fingers drag up Magpie's side, following the line of his ribs. ] I've gotta figure out what you like? That's fun.
[ Then Drake's ducking his head to catch Magpie's lips, rocking his hips forward to pin him to the wall. ]
( Oh fuck yes. This is definitely a good start to things. Skipping the drinks and straight to the sex. Thank... you... city??? for offering up this opportunity. )
You can always ask, too. I'm an open book for this stuff. ( Not that he minds a bit of a game, if he can pay attention to it. Right now he's very distracted by that wandering hand. He groans softly, gasping a little when Drake's hand finds a particular spot above his right hip that drives him wild. Fuck, that's a happy accident.
He wraps his arms tight around the other man's neck when he leans in, groaning into their kiss. He's not shy about reaching down the back of Drake's shirt or grinding back against those eager hips. This all feels great, and he's definitely going to encourage all of it.
When he's finally out of breath, he pulls back with a gasp, not waiting a second to press his lips to the side of Drake's neck. ) And what do you like? I get to guess that? ( If those hard kisses and occasional nips say anything, it's that he's not at all opposed to this idea. )
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Not that I think you sent this yourself.
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you're plenty tall compared to me. almost a full half foot. plenty for me to climb if you let me
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it's Magpie. I'm sure you remember me well enough from the party.
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How've you been since then?
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( ...is this small talk? Why is there small talk? What the fuck?? )
fine. shit with the eclipse was weird but made it through just fine. ( Mostly by hiding out with Rosita at Creekside, but that's not information he's willing to share.
...he should probably ask the same in reverse, huh? Uggggh whyyyy is it like this, he owned whatever the fuck the city did, can't they just get to fucking?! )
you manage? I can swing by to give you a closer look if you need it. decent with first aid if necessary
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[ Drake doesn't think Magpie's that short, but having had several partners barely over 5' he recognizes he might be biased. Just like he recognizes, with the gaps between messages and awkward phrasing, that the other man is uncomfortable with the turn in conversation.
Geez. It wasn't even a personal question... combined with how dismissive Magpie was that Jesus is just a kind and decent human being, Drake's really wondering what flavor of asshole his world must be full of. ]
You're really not used to people giving a shit, huh? No worries, I managed. But you can still come by if you want.
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you'll have to give me an address if I'm making my way over. might take a while to get there, but it'll be worth it once I do.
( Always is when he's on his way for sex. Please, tall pretty man, let him climb you a bit. That sounds great right about now. )
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I'm still in the tower right now, sorry in advance about the boxes.
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we'll work around them. be there in a bit.
( "A bit" turns out to be almost an hour, because fucking fuck do the SIN guards like to hassle him when he uses the damn elevator. The second he says he's not going to work and it's like he pissed on their shoes. Ugh. Whatever. He's able to get to Drake's apartment without much trouble once he's off the elevator, and he's got a grin on his face when he knocks on the door. )
I'm here to inspect and climb a lovely tall man. He in there and ready for me?
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For the record, I'm pretty much always ready. C'mon in.
[ For hopefully obvious reasons, Drake didn't bother changing into something nicer. He's in just a tank top and thin, soft lounge pants. ]
Can I get you anything?
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Good to know. ( He chuckles as he steps inside, toeing out of his shoes by the door. ) You got anything to drink? Beer or whiskey or-- anything, really. I'm still plenty broke even after being here for over a month. ( Being a Submissive here is great. Really.
He arches a brow at Drake as he looks him over. ) Or we could skip that and I could have you up against the wall right now. I'd be very okay with that.
( Still no chill and almost constantly horny. )
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Obviously he is.
Drake pushes the door closed behind them, walking backwards into the apartment with a look that makes it clear he expects Magpie to follow. ]
You want me against the wall? I was kinda picturing the other way round.
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That how you prefer things? Being the one on top? ( His grin widens. ) Alright, show me. I'll even given you a little help.
( Hope Drake's ready, because this is definitely Caden throwing arms around the taller man's neck and jumping up - with a little bit of telekinetic help - to wrap his legs around his waist. )
Come on, handsome. Give it to me however you like.
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[ Drake barely gets the words out before Magpie makes impact, instinctively catching the smaller man around the waist and with a splay-fingered grip on his ass. The next breath he takes is used to laugh, then he turns them to walk forward into his room so he can put Magpie's back against a wall. ]
You wanna keep me guessing, huh? [ He hitches Magpie up a little higher to slip the arm around his waist free, so that he can get a hand under the other man's shirt. His fingers drag up Magpie's side, following the line of his ribs. ] I've gotta figure out what you like? That's fun.
[ Then Drake's ducking his head to catch Magpie's lips, rocking his hips forward to pin him to the wall. ]
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You can always ask, too. I'm an open book for this stuff. ( Not that he minds a bit of a game, if he can pay attention to it. Right now he's very distracted by that wandering hand. He groans softly, gasping a little when Drake's hand finds a particular spot above his right hip that drives him wild. Fuck, that's a happy accident.
He wraps his arms tight around the other man's neck when he leans in, groaning into their kiss. He's not shy about reaching down the back of Drake's shirt or grinding back against those eager hips. This all feels great, and he's definitely going to encourage all of it.
When he's finally out of breath, he pulls back with a gasp, not waiting a second to press his lips to the side of Drake's neck. ) And what do you like? I get to guess that? ( If those hard kisses and occasional nips say anything, it's that he's not at all opposed to this idea. )