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"Is it unprofessional for a mercenary to smoke blu e-cigs?
                                                                                    Especially with the vanilla cartridges?"
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He would have commented with Stiles being so close to his crotch--
                                     --Honestly, he would have--
                                                                                          --but the warmth was welcome.
      The weight of someone in his lap, the feeling of his hair as he ran his fingers through it, kept him grounded and his mind slightly more at ease than it was before. But even an earthquake would be considered more at ease compared to what was going on in his head.  He hated when he had time to think and he needed to drink so much more just to get himself off of his thoughts.
       And the comment that was made about him being a poet when he was drunk--
               { Not a poet, just a bit more--
                                                                             --INSANE. }
        --had Ted scoffing and rolling his eyes, turning his head away from the starts and looking into the woods.
      As soon as the warmth and the other's head was there, though, it was gone, Stiles sitting up so abruptly and causing him to twitch and his body to tense.
                                               Calm down.  Just a reflex.
     Something conditioned because that was sudden and he was just about ready to protect himself from anything.  He would have jumped up and gotten ready to fight if Stiles didn't take the bottle from him and replace it with his bourbon.  Sweet sweet bourbon.
      Tipping the bottle up, he took a gulp of the amber liquid and groaned slightly, pausing and almost choking on the drink because of the last thing that was told.  Ted pulling the bottle away and sat up slightly, raising a brow and looking to Stiles before setting the bottle aside--telling himself he was going to pick it back up soon.
                                     "Are you saying you would have
   done the threesome with them if they asked?
                                                                                                 Or are you offering to me?"
      A smirk quirked to his lips as he said the last thing, pressing his hands against the rock he was lying on just a moment ago.  If the other was propositioning for him to sleep with him, that would make this little run in interesting.  But if it was just something said because it just could be said, then he'd go back to gulping down the bourbon.
                                         { Let him answer--
                                                                            --See what he wants. }
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      Despite everything being clouded with drunken haze, he still felt the way Ted tensed up briefly when he had laid his head on the man’s lap. If he were completely sober, he would probably be freaking out over how close his head was to Ted’s crotch.
      He snorted, which then quickly turned into a laugh, as he heard the other teen’s reply to his question. He’d bet his left leg that Ted had just probably watched or read Perks of Being a Wallflower. He was so busy guffawing that he didn’t notice how the tremors his body made inched him a little closer to Ted’s crotch.
                                       ”Ohmygod. Does tha’ always happen to you? Does alcohol                                                                                                    make you a poet?”
     He shifted his head so that he could look at Ted’s face, but with the way they were positioned, he only ended up with a view of Ted’s crotch and a small expanse of Ted’ skin from the way his shirt had ridden up.
     Stiles hummed as he felt fingers carding through his hair, making him shiver in delight. The only other person who did that was Scott and his mom, but this felt completely different. It made Stiles feel warm and comforted.
   It also scared the crap out if him.
       The weird feeling caused Stiles to abruptly sit up. He used the bourbon as an excuse for the sudden movement, exchanging it for the whiskey and took a generous gulp.
      Tense silence filled the air as Stiles took another swig, wanting to forget how Ted’s hand felt on his head. How it almost made him feel that someone cared about him.
      He stared at the flames for a while, watching them dance and listened to the soft crackling that they made.
                     ”Y’know, Danny and Ethan would probably say yes if you ask them for a threesome.”
                                                       ”——-I know I would.” 
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I'm going to end up making a Stuart Blog
I shouldn't have watched the internship.
Should I make the blog?
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gxnim replied to your post:.
dylan is a national treasure i swear
I have liked actors
I have pined over them
but there is something about Dylan that just makes me want him so bad
so much more than anyone else
Even though I will never have him.
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SAY ONE OF THE FOLLOWING TO MY MUSE TO SEE HOW THEY REACT (Innuendo version)
Disclaimer: These are technically SFW, they are however as they are innuendos they can be interpreted however you want… have fun!
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I'm not going to be doing greeters anymore because not many have really responded to them. But if someone does want one or a starter, they could always like this or message me. I'm not as scary as I may seem.
I don't bite very hard.
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[The second kiss made him smile ever so slightly, pulling Stiles closer to him and up against him. Before he could say anything, his lover was kissing him once more, causing him to let out a small hum and press back into the small embrace.  He pulled back ever so slightly afterwards, resting his forehead against the other's and smiling to him.]
"You deserve so much more than me.  I'm just glad to have made you as happy as I have."
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[ He opened his eyes as he was kissed before leaning in, pressing a chaste kiss to his lover's lips. ]
"You're very sweet. I don't deserve you."
[ He mumbled the last statement. After a few silent seconds, he kissed Dorrek again but with more passion. He loved him, and just wanted to stay with him forever. ]
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Just because I feel like asking, am I the only alternate that you've met so far?
Not really sorry for having to ask this-
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Considering the infinite number of possibilities? I agree. The multiverse is funny like that.
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Furrowing his brows slightly as Kate said that she had butt dialed him, Dorrek shifted slightly before taking his phone from his pants pocket. Apparently he had, the call list saying that he had dialed her almost an hour ago.  He put his phone on the table instead of in his pocket again, going back to taking care of the rifle in his hands.  "I'm going to have to upgrade the locks in this apartment, aren't I?"
What are you planning to do with that?
      How she had gotten into his apartment in the first place was something he would have to look into, knowing that he hadn’t given her a key because he felt he had no reason to.  Kate had spoken up while he was cleaning and reassembling the sniper he used for missions that only called for him to kill someone instead of infiltrating.  Those missions were the easiest and he made sure to take care of the weapon so nothing would happen when it came time to use it.  Dorrek pulled himself from the gun and looked up, brows furrowing as his gaze locked with hers.  ”Nothing right now, but at some point, I will be using this for a job.  How and why are you here?”
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[text] [To: Bishop] What was all that you had in mind, though?
[text] either way I'm going to make you scream my name by the end of the night
[text] [To: Bishop] I'm scared of what you might have planned.
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