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]

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.]