Soapy Land
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Arcelio pulled up a chair, sitting next to the bed. "He's never been like that before. And he's never told me much about his dad. I just... I hope it's only because it's been a rough few days. I don't want him to be like that."
Drake shrugged, turning off the television to lay down. "well, I want to have my first time be like... Making love. Not just messing around. So let's sleep, I guess." -
"..He's not like that. Not from anything I've seen. And, he didn't tell you about his dad, because, well," Daniel inhaled, "I asked Dad once, and he went off on me. So I asked Aunt Janelle. I guess he tried to do something to her, and Ray stopped him, and he got pissed and.. And messed Ray up. Um, sexually," He muttered the last bit, sighing.
"OhmygodIwasn'ttalkingaboutthat," Rosario muttered, blushing. "I was talking about kissing." -
Arcelio felt that Rayson had told him some form of this story, years ago, but he was fairly sure that his partner had never mentioned something as serious as the ending Daniel gave to the story. "He's never told me that," Arcelio murmured, wondering why there was so much that his fiance had never told him.
"Oh oh oh. Oh god I'm sorry. We can do that, yes, definitely," Drake said, suddenly red and embarrassed. -
"He probably didn't want you to baby him," He guessed, shrugging. "..Arcelio. I meant to do what I did. It wasn't an accident. And I'd still do it. And next time, let me, okay? I don't want to watch anyone else die."
"And maybe.. Touching and stuff. But not that," Rosario explained, leaning over to kiss him. -
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Arcelio nodded slowly, then shifted uncomfortably. He chewed his lip, shaking his head, "I would never let you do that. Never. If I lose you, I don't know what I'll do. I'll never be able to call myself a dad again, because I would have lost both of you, and Danny you're in college, you've got a boyfriend and two dads, you're going to be so great one day, you know?"
Drake leaned towards him, pressing their lips together with a bit of excitement. He'd been reassured that what Ro wanted was not sex, and so he was a little more comfortable and open. -
"You have Rosario," He mumbled, but didn't try to argue. "I'm.. I'm gonna get some sleep." With that, he rolled, careful not to disturb the IV and settled down to rest. As soon as he started snoring, there was a knock on the door, and it opened. A man in his mid to late twenties entered. He was nice looking, dressed in blue jeans, a plaid shirt, and boots that were splattered with mud. His hair and skin were sun-kissed, but his eyes were dark. He glanced Arcelio up and down before speaking. "Hey, um.. I'm looking for a man named Rayson Carser? This room was under his name, so.. Uh, I'm Tate." He held out a hand, smiling at the man.
Rosario felt a little bit of a rush himself, moving to sit on Drake's lap, kissing him deeply. Slowly, his mouth opened, just a bit, inviting him in. -
(waitcrap is Tate a character we already know I'm blankiiing ;-;)
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(He's one of Rayson's oooooold friends. Charlie showed Arcelio a picture.)
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(Oh yaaah
Arcelio will vaguely remember this)
Standing when the man entered, Arcelio gave Tate the same sort of once-over. "He's not here right now. I'm Arcelio," he introduced himself, taking the man's hand and shaking it. "Could I help you at all?"
With both of his hands on Rosario's sides, Drake's tongue slipped into the boy's mouth, flicking at the inner outline of his lips. -
"Ah.. No. That's a shame, though. I was looking forward to seeing him-- ..That boy looks a hell of a lot like Eliot. Too young, though, he'd be at least forty now," Tate laughed, doing a bit of thinking. "I assume that's Elliot's son, and you're his boyfriend?"
He moved to intertwine their tongues, enjoying Drake's taste, while his hands moved to push the boy's shirt up- just a bit- to touch the skin there. -
(I have an idea so that everything can go to hell Miaaaa)
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(Does Tate want Ray's booty)
Arcelio flushed, looking at the boy on the bed. Oh, god, even though their age gap was no larger than his and Rayson's, the idea of being with Daniel like that was kind of disgusting. "Uhm. No, it's a long story, but I'm definitely not Daniel's boyfriend. Rayson went home, I could give you the number, if you'd like."
Drake tickled a little at the touch of Rosario's fingers on his skin, but found it more turn-onish than ticklish. His thumbs rubbed on Rosario's hip bones, making gentle circles. -
(Oh yes what is this)
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(No no no dun worry they're close but not like that
also no one's seen Tate in years but Charlie did some digging and he's f---ing rich man and just
I love Tate)
Tate made some sort of noise, but nodded. "Yeah. I suppose I'll call him.. Oh! Oh, you said your name was Arcelio? Charlie told me. You're Ray's boy. That's.." He trailed, raising his eyebrows in a very suggestive way, "Nice, hm?" He scanned the room again, and then, as if remembering, muttered, "Daniel? Oh. I remember now.. Anyways. Charlie sent me. Something about getting you and Ray out of the country. How's a trip sound? I have a.. Well, I own a cruise line."
Rosario let a little sound go into the kiss, pulling back to breath, hiding his flushed face in the crook of Drake's neck.
Meanwhile, back home, Rayson was pacing the length of his room. Archer was going to make another play, soon. Take out a new target. And the idea that that target could be Arcelio scared him so much. So much that, after an hour of thought, he sat on the bed, hugged Arcelio's pillow, and called his lover's dad, holding the phone to his ear.
(he's calling Mr. Newman)
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