The more his fingers inch under his clothes, the harder it is to think. He's so vulnerable in that state, and Onyx obviously knew it. Andres can't stop the slight gasp Onyx teases out of him without any effort. He closes his eyes in concentration. "You are to me." The admission carries more honesty than this shitty bathroom deserves. His muscles flex and tense under his touch, but all he can do is swallow and stare at Onyx. He's not about to stop him because he doesn't want to. [break][break]

He breathes in, a slow his as he feels familiar lips on his neck. His body anticipates the teeth that'll follow. "No…" is the obvious answer. They weren't like that. But Andres doesn't admit why. He doesn't tell him he thinks his whirlwind appearances in his life are a blessing. He doesn't admit how fervently he reaches for every ghost of a second chance. A third. A fourth. A fifth. Chance after chance that he doesn't take advantage of, or worse, a chance that he royally fucks up by acting like so much more than he deserved. [break][break]

Andres felt a pang of guilt, of sadness when Onyx only echoes back his own confession to him. He understands they weren't like that, maybe would never be like that, but it still cuts him to his core. It still makes him bitter and resentful. So he smiles like always when he wants to mask what he's thinking. But the sadness still seeps through his eyes, through the tremble in his voice. He reaches a hand for Onyx's own head, cradling it as he slides it up to long dark locks. He sticks fingers through blue velvet as he pushed him closer. He lifts his own head to make space, a submission of himself like always. To Onyx, to his own tragedy. [break][break]

"Me loving you, and us being just friends aren't mutually exclusive." How else did you explain what they were doing? How they broke apart so explosively and came back together so easily. He was resigned to it. No matter how much it hurt to walk away, and come back.


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Onyxs reacts how he wants, does what he likes. Andres is slow, malleable. He hisses Onyx's name when he felt his hand shoved into his jeans. He flushes when their hips meet, Onyx pinning him to the wall as Andres' lips parted in a small moan. He loves this part. It's easy, simple. He wanted Onyx, and Onyx wanted him. No thoughts, no feelings. In that moment, with Onyx feeling him up and Andres baring it all for him, he didn't have to doubt he was wanted. That it was Andres, Onyx sought out. The heat burns away any impostor syndrome. [break][break]

He can't tell if his answers were enough for Onyx, or if he would just rather be horny than annoyed. But either way, as he leaves dark marks up his jaw, Andres parts his lips for him. He hangs off him, kissing back just as hard like it'll help cool either of them down. Or, magically, fix the tension between them that isn't sexual. [break][break]

So he pushes his hips back into Onyx when the man gives him the smallest pause, eager for more. Eager to stop thinking, or dwelling on things he couldn't control. On shit that hurt him, hurt Onyx. He doesn't pull away in the slightest, tightening his arms around Onyx and hovering his own lips just above him. He stares down then glances up at his lone eye and back down. "Careful..." he manages a mocking grin amid soft pants. "Don't throw out your back. Throw out mine."

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+ onyx straub [break][break]

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Onyx adjusts and he follows, hooking his ankles behind his back as Onyx pulled him closer. Every movement just another way to make Onyx's search easier. He holds his gaze staying still as Onyx cuts the distance further, just barely touching lips with his own. "I'm open to suggestions." He said back, sneaking a tiny peck at Onyx's nose despite the wild grin he wore. [break][break]

He's practically salivating at the thought. Halloween had been brought up, and while strange, Andres could only be sure of a couple of things. First, he was on good-ish terms with Onyx after despite their weird arguing. And second, he knew he'd be dreaming about Onyx's voice for months after. [break][break]

"You thought about fucking me on Halloween?" He teased. Andres certainly had. Way too much.


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+ onyx straub [break][break]

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He barely catches his breath before Onyx steals it again, forcing his mouth shut and quieting a sudden moan. His head is tilted back from the force of the kiss. And when Onyx pulls back he can't help but stare dreamily while his hands tighten to keep him from moving too far back. [break][break]

Not that he has to worry too much about that since Onyx only readjusts to leave small bruises around his jaw and neck. He lets out a shaky breath before he he hears him closer. "Shit-" he hissed, his hips jerking forward suddenly as he felt a flash of heat run through him. Andres is a goner when Onyx is within touching distance, but when he says things in his ear with that voice, trying to hold back something, Andres melts. His brain goes blank. He'd follow that voice anywhere. [break][break]

"I'm sorry…it jus' doesn't feel real-"




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Andres is too relaxed to really think, still spilling cotton out of his ears as he tries to come back from the brink of euphoria. When Onyx pulls away to look at him, Andres can only stare back, lips half parted as the thought of something gets lost. [break][break]

As Onyx holds him in place, he settles on the ground. They'd need a shower as soon as they stepped back into his apartment. For reasons other than the remnants of Onyx's load still on his face. His eyes are on Onyx, following him when he's in view and closing when he steps away. His eyes blink away a sudden grogginess as Onyx speaks up. "Yeah." there's a small pause and the ghost of a grin. "Spent...too much energy just now." And he shakes with silent laughter. "I want a milkshake..." there's a pause. "A real one."

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+ onyx straub | THEY FUCKED LADIES AND GENTLEMEN AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA [break][break]

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It's that laugh that invigorates him, makes his cheeks warm and makes him want to get so close to Onyx. He doesn't resist, letting Onyx paw at his face with his sleeve. He laughs too, low and soft before pushing a hand on the ground and slowly beginning to shift onto his knees. "Don't get excited-" punctuates the quiet before he lifts himself up. He finds his pants, sliding them up over his dirty briefs and buckling up. Idly, he turns the faucet on, running a hand through cold water and running it through his hair and then once more over his face. "I think...I'll be fine out of here." he said. His legs feeling stiff as he stood straight. "We can- we can deep clean later at my place."

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+ onyx straub | GOD ITS SO NASTY ON THE BATHROOM FLOOR? [break][break]

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"Y'look good...nothin' on your face or anything." Andres said with a snort as he took a few careful steps forward, spin snapped into position. At least he didn't have that weird ass full waddle he thought he might end up with. He goes first, knowing Onyx can keep up and turns the lock before slipping out into the wall of noise that was the club.

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+ onyx straub | GOD ITS SO NASTY ON THE BATHROOM FLOOR? [break][break]

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