His vice grip on Onyx's shoulders eventually loosened and, to his credit, he held himself upright. He's still hazy, slow. Andres' brain was blank still, panting slightly as he stared at a dark wall to avoid being overstimulated. Gradually, he moved to fix what he could of himself. "Mmm...Yeah..." he croaked, swallowing nothing as he fought the instinct to rest. He still needed to get home.
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"I'm going now..." he murmured those words into Onyx's ears, still close enough to do so, before peeling himself off of him. He's not about to let himself admit he's been left wanting more having liked it more than he'd thought possible. He's not even sure what happened. One moment he's yelling the next-... His face was flushed, and his hair matted in sweat. Andres felt vaguely embarassed as he realized he'd shoved his tongue in Onyx's mouth. Lingering sparks rolled down his spine at the thought of doing it again.


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His ears are ringing and he almost misses what Andres says.

"Going-- going home?" Onyx asks, trailing after him. He's not about to let him just fucking wander around, now. The idea of Andres making those noises, those faces, for anyone else is now upsettingly disturbing, incorrect. Like a secret that no one else gets to know.

"I can take you."

He's just going to make sure he gets home safe. That's it. That's all.

His rationale is solid, if not his willpower.

He gently guides Andres outside, into the chill of the early morning. "How did you get here?"

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Andres nodded. His plan had been to sit in a bathroom stall and text his friends, but he's not saying that now, enjoying how Onyx seemed interested again instead of dismissive. "Yeah..." he's a little louder this time, looking back at the party and the exit, before back at Onyx. He didn't mind more time with him. Especially when his thoughts and actions are slowed from liquor and sex. He felt his mouth go dry at the offer, eyes holding Onyx's stare. "Sure...if you're not busy." there's a struggle in his words as he produces a phone and sends out a quick warning text that he's leaving.[break][break]


He didn't resist, almost leaning on Onyx as they made it back out of the 5th circle of hell. Gentle puffs of white stream out of him the second he's out of the furnace that is this night club. Andres shivered slightly, goosebumps racing across flesh before reminding himself that hoes don't feel the cold. "Uber..." he'd been busy pre gaming. His phone doesn't buzz too much. Thankfully it's just a text saying 'ok'. "I can call another one."


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"Yeah, do that," Onyx says, slipping out of his jacket and putting it around Andres' shoulders by pure instinct. No thought went into that. It's not going to fit, not really, but it will atleast cover a majority of his bare skin from the chill.

"I'll just make sure you get home safe," he says, in a much gentler tone than he's been using most of the night.

But his resolve was already starting to wear thin, thinking about the way Andres felt in his hands, tasted on his tongue. Too much could be an overdose.

They wait in silence for the Uber, and when it finally pulls up, Onyx does the chivalrous thing and opens the door for Andres, making sure he's safely inside before sliding into the seat next to him.

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He tried to act normal when he felt Onyx drop his jacket over his shoulders. Tried to stare at his phone, press buttons on a screen, and ignore his trembling thumb. Andres seemed happy, or at the very least content with Onyx's fickle attention. He smiled like he wanted to say something playful, but can't conjure up the words nor the energy. "Thanks..for takin' me home then." Maybe he's still a little drunk. Maybe Andres can't say anything to anyone without making it sound like something else. [break][break]

Andres didn't say anything else as he slipped into the car, and pointedly ignored the tingle in his shoulder as Onyx sat next to him. In fact, the whole ride home he's very much trying not to think about Onyx touching him. Definitely nothing on Onyx holding hi. In fact, anything they'd done in the dark was off limits in this enclosed space, and tight skirt. Besides, the moment had passed and he wasn't sure how to breach the topic anymore. Onyx hadn't stopped him, and Andres had egged him on. Now it's just- hmm. He wondered if he would have to keep avoiding it for long. [break][break]


In the middle of all this, his eye lids flutter shut, chin dipping into his chest as he fell asleep for the car ride. He muddled aorund in his thoughts not realizing when he passed out.


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Andres falling asleep is adorable. Everything he fucking does is adorable.

Andres sways in the seat, shoulders knocking, and if Onyx gives a little nudge to get his head to tip onto Onyx's shoulder, more the better. He lives in the quiet spaces between, where they're connected with no expectations, nothing hidden, everything gained.

Andres apartment complex comes into view far too quickly and Onyx has to nudge him awake.

"Hey, sunshine. You're home."

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He's woken up, but he lingered, taking in the warmth of Onyx's shoulders and thinking a little too long on the pet name. He didn't mind this one feeling more at ease with it than any others Onyx had thrown in his face at the club. [break][break]

They're still in the Uber, and doesn't want to move. But he can only play the tired drunk for so long before people get suspicious. He's out with a stumble, holding back a sigh at the long trek up the stairs. He looked to Onyx, waiting to see if he'd follow or get right back in the car. They haven't said anything to each other, and he didn't want to have expectations, or to ask for anything else. After all, hadn't he gotten greedy before and ended up hurt? Then again, Onyx had also kissed him and brought him back here... it's difficult to process. [break][break]


So he held onto Onyx's jacket and led him in and up with a soft, "C'mon.."

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He tries to go fast at the summons without looking like a fucking freak, torn between just tucking him in and leaving and pushing him back against the wall and revisiting the scene at the club in the safety and privacy of a known locale.

He follows Andres into his apartment and shuts the door behind them, locking it out of paranoid habit over any pretenses of privacy or solitude.

Trailing after him into the bedroom, he hesitates, just for a moment; surely he can let go, his job is done. Instead, he peels back the covers on the bed, arranges the pillows into something he thinks will be more comfortable, expecting Andres to just flop down and pass out.

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While its warmer in his home, he clings to the jacket like a security blanket, tiredly kicking off his shoes as he entered. He hummed, suddenly remember the sticky patch on his cheap skirt, thumb hooking into the band to pull it off before stopping as he remembered he had company. Not that it'd stopped him before. So why? [break][break]

It kind of felt like when they'd watched a movie together. Embarrassing for no reason at all. Ge griped the jacket a little tighter as he watched Onyx try to help him into bed. "Hey." he began as he folded his jacket over an arm and set it down carefully on the edge of the bed. He had to swallow back the question, chopping it up to pieces ad rearranging it into something more appropriate. "You can eat something before you go....I've got leftovers..." he offered quietly. [break][break]

Andres nodded to the kitchen, as if waiting for Onyx to look away before he stripped. In the bit of moonlight that leaked behind his curtains, the damage of the night is obvious. Fingerprints have bruised into every bare part of him. Bite marks littered parts of his neck and legs. The most egregious of all the freshest marks on his neck and throat, throbbing from how hard Onyx had bitten him earlier. All of it marks a record of every encounter he'd had that night.

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Andres was marked all over by lip and teeth and tongue. It was infuriating, all the ones he could ping that weren’t his… but his were, by far, the deepest. They’d been left to remain. They’d been left with purpose.

Andres pauses in the moonlight, gestures Onyx towards the kitchen. He doesn’t want to go, but it’s obvious there’s something stopping the man who’d just repeatedly bent over for strangers in public from taking his clothes off in front of him.

It’s a slap in the face. Water on the fires of… it's not-- it's not love, certainly, but it's a warmth, a closeness he hasn't felt in years. Hasn't felt a need for in years. Ashes and smoke, now.

“Do you want me to grab you anything?” he asks, turning away, but pausing in the doorway. “Water, or…?”

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He wiped himself down briefly with his costume, foregoing a shower or even baby wipes at the moment. He doesn't know what he wants right now. Part of him wants to hide under the bed and stare into the void as he thought about the club. Another part of him wanted Onyx and him to do it all over again. [break][break]

Onyx lingered and he was grateful. He's being selfish and greedy but- he'd felt....so angry before. He was still so desperate for this connection that he felt pleased at common decency. He'd just come back from a club, anybody would've offered to do the same. "Yeah-" he said a little too quickly before adding. "I-...I feel kind of dizzy." he lied as he ran his hands through his hair. Most of the gel that he'd used to style it up gone or fading from all he'd sweat tonight. If this was pity, then he was a willing volunteer for it.

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He’s not the type to take care of someone after a bender but he’s already established that Andres does weird things to his brain, so out to the kitchen he goes. He roots through the cupboards to find a plastic cup (not breakable) and fills it with cold water from the fridge.

For posterity’s sake, he grabs a capri sun pouch, as well, and finds a box of crackers in the pantry that he also brings back to set on Andres’ bedside table, having hopefully given him enough time to get changed.

“Better than eating plain bread,” he says simply, setting up the meager spread of hangover-fighting food and drink.

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It's more than long enough for Andres to get decent again, rooting around for an old t-shirt and some boxers for sleep. He sat at the edge of his bed staring at the wall tiredly. The water is immediately appreciated, and he doesn't wait to grab the cup from Onyx and take a couple of long chugs. [break][break]

A bottle of advil had been procured to help when he woke up hungover. He mumbled his thanks reaching for some crackers and shoving them in his mouth. He let the silence linger, speaking up when he thought Onyx might try to leave. "I-" he hesitated again, reforming 'I want you to stay' with "C-can you stay…?" He felt nauseous but it wasn't his stomach's fault. He peaked up at Onyx hoping he looked about as miserable as he felt.


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