Soapy Land
Thread Topic: Soapy Land
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(Yeah really)
"Look, babe," Drake breathed, leaning over to pull the blanket from where it rested on the seats. He got close enough to Rosario to pull the blanket around both of their shoulders. "I'm not gonna die. I'm not gonna get killed. And neither are you. The most important part of my life is you, and if anything plans on parting me from that, I promise I won't let it happen."
Monty followed the whole way, letting Daniel order what he wanted. When they got to the checkout, he handed the cashier his card before Daniel could try to protest.
Arcelio was already perfectly pleased at having his prostate stimulated over and over, and so having his length touched almost threw him over the edge. But he hesitated, wanting to make sure that he lasted long enough for Rayson to finish as well. -
Rosario calmed down a little after that, but he was still a mess of tears and sobs, and he stayed away from Drake, not in the mood to be held.
Daniel chewed on his lip as the food was bought, taking a seat. "I'lll see you," He hummed, and then set to eating.
The man knew Arcelio was holding back, and, to encourage him, he moved to where he could kiss him as well. -
(Do you ever just have a crappy day but you don't know what made it crappy because nothing crappy actually happened it's just... Crappy? Because me rn.)
Drake felt a little useless, with Rosario pushing him away, not allowing himself to be comforted. "Do you want to get dressed?" He asked, quietly, reaching out to gently touch his knuckles to the boy's knee.
Monty nodded, and, sure that there was work to be done, hurried off to do as he needed. He didn't do much of anything important- changed bedsheets, pushed around carts, delivered pills and meals.
Arcelio could hardly kiss Rayson back, because he was so focused on the pleasure in his lower half. It wasn't long before his nails were digging ridges in the older lover's back, and the younger and moaning about coming soon. -
(Yeah
That's normal. Just like. Drink warm fluids and listen to music. It'll work out.
oh btw I asked her out and she said yes)
He nodded, though he didn't move to get his clothes until he was done crying. When he did, he stood and dressed, and then headed towards the back of the plane, muttering a soft, "Gonna wash up," As he locked himself in the bathroom.
Daniel finished his food within thirty minutes, and went to sit in the actual cafeteria, head in hands. He was worried- About Micheal, mostly, but himself as well.
Rayson quickened his thrusts at that point, pressing gentle kissed on Arcelio's neck and jaw while continuing to stroke him, awaiting his lovers orgasm. He himself wasn't close, but he still wanted his baby to finish. -
(Yeah I guess tea and stuff
I just feel like sick and down and the same time for no reason it's really unpleasant
That's good c:)
Drake was left to sigh when Rosario finally went to wash up in the bathroom. He got dressed, slowly, as he was really in no sort of rush, before shuffling to the bathroom. He knocked on the door, leaning against it. "Can I come in?"
It was a long afternoon, for multiple reasons. A guy was waiting in the cafeteria for him, so Monty felt a little stressed that he couldn't just go, and he had to give, like, three sponge baths. After helping a nurse treating one last old lady who was developing bed sores, it was finally his time to go, so he clocked out and hurried to the cafeteria, still dressed in his teal scrubs, to get Daniel.
Arcelio was hardly able to control himself, but with one hand, he managed to make weak attempts at pushing Rayson away from him. "B-babe," he moaned, trying to get him to slow down before he came. -
(And a warm bath
It's alright. You may be getting sick, or you may have just had a day that didn't seem very bright. You'll be okay, Papa.)
The water was running when Drake knocked, but after a moment of muffled stumbles, Rosario opened the door. His hair was wet, and covered in suds. "I was using the hand soap," He explained, giving Drake a goofy smile. "Not ideal, but effective."
Daniel was half asleep when Monty got finished, and it took him five blinks to realize the boy was heading towards him. He sat up, shaking his head, as if to clear the cobwebs.
The older made a distressed noise, shaking his head. He released the hand that had been on Arcelio's hip in favor of holding his wrist down, so that he couldn't push him away. He knew Arcelio wanted him to stop, but he wanted the boy to finish first. -
(warm bath and teeeaaa)
Rosario's eyes widened at that- It was something he hadn't thought of. Being of Hispanic decent, his hair had always been naturally curly when it got wet, and he hated it. He didn't have a straightener, either. He made a distressed noise, pouting.
The boy nodded, yawning sleepily. He wobbled a little, stepping to move towards him. "Yeah."
Rayson stopped altogether, a bit in surprise at Arcelio seeming to have a dry orgasm. He wasn't complaining, though, and, in seconds he let his hand go, returning it and his other one to his lovers hips. He sat back, pulling Arcelio with him, so that he was sitting on his knees. "Baby," He mumbled, pressing a small kiss to his neck. -
(Eeeh I had tea and eggs)
Daniel, while Rosario was distressed about knowing that his hair would poof up, giggled. "That's gonna be adorable," he hummed, thinking of his little hipster boyfriend with a poofball of hair.
Monty got up, then, and almost hurried over to help Daniel catch his balance. "You good?" He asked, moving to slip an arm around him to help him stand easier.
Despite having just came, Arcelio was absolutely not finished yet. When Rayson pulled him up, he hummed, moving to roll their hips together. "Mhm?" -
(wat)
"This is the worse day of my life," He groaned, leaning over to wash the soap out of his hair. "Seriously. Why. Just.. Why."
"Yeah. Sleepy," He mumbled, leaning into the boy, his eyes fluttering a little.
"Ride me?" He offered, though he knew it wasn't really a question. -
(Tea and hard boiled eggs from yesterday)
Drake was still smiling, finding it amusing. He leaned over when Rosario did, to kiss the back of his neck, just above his collar. "You're gonna have an afrooo."
Monty felt himself blush, and he had to remind himself that even if Daniel's boyfriend sucked, a boyfriend is a boyfriend and Daniel was taken. "It's okay, it's your medication," he said, leading the way out of the building.
"And what if I say no?" Arcelio asked, grinning, but even as he did he got up on his knees to kneel over him. -
(Oh
I hate boiled eggs but whatever floats your boat)
Rosario made another noise of extreme distress, grabbing the hand towel to dry his hair. "This sucks. I hate my hair. I should have cut it off like Momma's husband wanted me too," He mumbled, frowning.
"Mhm," He hummed, closing his eyes as soon as he was outside, almost falling asleep then and there. He made it the last few steps to the car, leaning against it instead of Monty.
"Then I'll never have sex with you again," Rayson warned, smirking at him. -
(Theyre so gooood)
"Awe," Drake frowned, and shook his head. "I love you hair. It's perfect on you. Please never, ever cut it. I will sell my soul if you cut your hair."
Monty was at least glad that Daniel leaned against the car in such a way that he could still open the passenger door for him. He did so, and nodded his head towards the empty seat to offer it to Daniel. "Here you go. Go ahead and sleep in the car."
"Oh. Ouch," Arcelio feigned a frown, positioning himself over Rayson. "Alright, I guess that's a convincing argument." With that, he lowered himself onto the older's length breathing out as he did so. -
(ew)
"My hair is s---," He muttered, but turned, giving Drake a small kiss. "I love you."
Daniel pretty much fell into the seat, and curled up on his side, drifting off quickly. Maybe it was the drugs, or maybe it was pure emotional and physical exhaustion.
Rayson let out a small moan, rolling his hips up, already asking for more. -
"It's not," Drake mumbled, but returned the peck when it was given to him. "I love you too. And your hair." Even though the smaller's hair wasn't completely dry yet, it was starting to look a bit frizzy already. He reached up, and ran his hand through it, until his palm was on the back of his head and he could pull the boy forward to kiss him again.
Monty wasn't comfortable with letting Daniel go without a seat belt, so after the guy was curled up, he leaned down to pull the belt around him. It was awkward, since he wasn't facing forward, but he managed to get it over him form and locked into place. Finished, he shut the door, and went around to slide into the driver's seat.
Arcelio was quick to comply to Rayson's moans, and raised himself up again. He was a little worried he wouldn't have the same stamina to do this as he had two years ago- he used to actually have slightly muscular thighs from doing this so much. He carried on, though, slowly moving up and down while his lips found a place to kiss on Rayson's neck. -
(*gnaws on you*)
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