Eddie's Phone

[borntolose]

[There are certain thing's in Eddie's life he's creative with. His phone is not one of those things.]

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[borntolose]

as opposed to fucking me in the bed?
i'll take my chances.
but you're welcome to take a good long look at my arse, if that's what you're into.

[poeticprivilege]

Stop texting me and get in the fucking shower.

[Which will be the last text from Kalvin because he's ignoring any more from Eddie while he heads into town to get 'supplies', then goes to Eddie's place.]

[borntolose]

[When he gets there, Eddie will have left the door open, and he'll find the big man on the couch, fiddling around on his bass, though he hasn't plugged it in, so it doesn't sound like much of anything. He might have been sitting there for the entire time Kalvin was running his errands, but the slight damp texture of the ends of his long hair betray the fact that yes, he did actually shower.

He glances up with a bored expression, shifting his cigarette to the side of his mouth when the smaller man comes in.] Right, what took you so fucking long?

[poeticprivilege]

I had to stop and get your damn whiskey, didn't I?

[He holds up the plastic bag he's carrying, two smaller paper bags tucked inside. He takes a plastic bottle of his own out before moving to the couch, dropping the bag onto Eddie's lap. Climbing onto the back of the couch, he settles behind the bigger man and sets the bottle aside, reaching out to run his hands through his long hair]

Now relax and drink up. Gotta get you nice and loosened up before we can have any fun.

[borntolose]

Oi! [Eddie says, looking irritated as Kalvin nearly drops the bag on his bass. He plucks it off his lap and set it on the dented coffee table that mostly holds several ashtrays, magazines, and a few empty bottles and glasses. Then he carefully puts up his instrument before he lets Kalvin at his hair, grabbing a bottle out of the offered bag and opening it unceremoniously to take a few swigs.]

Yeah, I know how this works. Done it enough times meself, haven't I?

[poeticprivilege]

Yeah, yeah. [Totally eyerolling here. Not that he doesn't appreciate the bass, but Eddie was taking too long.]

[He runs his hands through the hair slowly, rubbing his fingertips into the other man's scalp, occasionally lightly scraping it with his nails.]

I meant mentally, genius, since you have to be a big baby about it and get drunk first.

[borntolose]

Yeah, fuck you, I don't have to do it at all, you know. [points out with a little growl, and then knocks back more whiskey.

He's not actually sure why he's doing this. He sure as hell never bent over for any other bloke, and while he likes Kalvin, he's not sure he likes him that much. Except he's here, and he's drinking, and he's letting the younger man pet his hair and relaxing into it a bit. There's an edge of nervousness, though, that he needs the alcohol for, and that bothers him.

The little shit just better appreciate this, is all he can think.]

[poeticprivilege]

No, you don't. [Is the serene reply, as Kalvin dropped his hands to Eddie's shoulders to give them a squeeze.] And if you want me to stop at any time, just say so. But for now, don't think about it, drink your whiskey and let me help you relax.

[borntolose]

[As Kalvin probably well knows, Eddie's pride won't let him beg off, so he just sits back and starts working on the whiskey, not saying anything.]

[poeticprivilege]

[Well, Eddie's pride is dumb. Kalvin still has to say it because as much as he wants this, he doesn't want to force it either and ruin everything between them. He wants it to be a thing that, you know, brings them together, instead of pushing them apart.]

[But as the big man's subdued for the moment, Kalvin just works on rubbing his neck and shoulders, pushing in hard with his finger tips to work out the tension and help him relax. Once that's done - likely after a few moments of silence - he lightly swats the back of Eddie's head]

Hey, take your shirt off.

[borntolose]

[Eddie grunts, and gives Kalvin a slightly annoyed look, but he does seem more relaxed, whether from the massage or the alcohol, it's hard to tell. Either way, he strips off his t-shirt to bare his hairy chest with a minimum of fuss.]

[poeticprivilege]

Thank you, stud. [He smiles, leaning down to kiss Eddie's shoulder. After a moment, he turns it into a bite with a playful growl, wrapping his arms around the round chest so that he could tease and toy with the other man's nipples.] Being such a good boy. Mmmn, I'm so happy right now!

[borntolose]

I'm not your fucking dog. [Eddie points out, though his head falls forward at the bite, and the skin of his nipples starts to harden at the attention. One hand reaches back to fist warningly in the hair at the back of Kalvin's head, but it doesn't go anywhere other than that.]