It's not like the movie is more interesting to him. Far from it- but it's easier to deal with. In his his 26? 27 years of living he never would've said, ever, that onyx straub of all people would ever give him a massage for his imaginary cramp. He's waiting for it, feeling like he had a similar experience. Darkness, skin on skin, warm breaths, and then the phrase "NO HOMO-" uttered before he's roughly shoved backwards, head spinning. Socks were still on so no duh, but- [break][break]

He's too old for that shit. So why did he feel so nervous? Was it that he expected some sort of shoe to drop every time Onyx moved without his notice? Or was he just enjoying this too much? Was he maybe just overthinking favor for favor? You scratch my back, I scratch yours. Except instead of a back scratch its 'invite the vampire into a home in exchange for a calf rub.'  [break][break]

Onyx wouldn't- There's a horrible pause, eyes glued to the screen as he forced himself to focus on the eeriness of the cabin and their fucked up little god and cult. Past performance is not a predictor of future results. His mind is lulled between a mix of the horror, and Onyx's fingers working. Any other person and he might think this was some kind of set up. Maybe this is just how Onyx does nice, as foreign a phrase as that is. He feels bad he was scared. He feels bad he was jumpy. [break][break]

"What...the fuck...?" he murmured finally, really paying attention to the movie and the music, and "Ah-" as Onyx hit something that twinges in his leg. "SHIT-!" he doesn't jump this time, creeped out but more so on the edge of how this was going on.

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Whatever reaction he expected, a laugh isn't it. It sent a little jolt through his system, flooding his his panicked nerves with something more soothing. He appreciated the lack of reaction, in a way. It took his mind off the movie at least. Which the men in in it didn't have the luxury. Weirdo symbols? And a dismembered pokemon? Maybe it was about time they made their way back to the main tr- shit. Bad timing. [break][break]

"Huh?" he almost gave another start, quietly glancing away from the TV and back at Onyx. His brain processed a little slower and he hoped it wasn't obvious. "Oh- um- the- the left." he explained, finding it hard to concentrate for whatever reason. Maybe its the horror movie. Maybe its Onyx's hands on his skin. Maybe its a lot of other things he would prefer not to think about. As if to punctuate he wasn't lying, he flexed forward his foot for a moment before stopping as if trying alleviate a cramp all by himself. Oooh, so pain, so much pain. [break][break]

The screen goes dark as the storm began. Abandoned is abandoned. No power, no heat. Unfortunately, as creepy as the place was it seemed better than chancing it in the dark on a wet, muddy trail with one man already injured.

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Onyx doesn't respond and Andres is more than comfortable to fall into the silence that followed. Using his guest's leg as a foot rest, Andres tugged a bit of the blanked to cover his chest and turned his attention to the movie. Whatever reaction or possible annoyance Onyx may have had, he doesn't notice too engrossed. [break][break]

He's glad they haven't just resorted to abandoning their friend, but this is a horror movie. He felt like that sort of decision would come up soon enough. He's intent now, as the move atmosphere changed. His eyebrows furrowed together in focus before the sight of the dismembered Sawsbuck strikes the TV. Andres can't help back the yelp as he felt Onyx's hand on his leg, his heels immediately go to hook in deeper into Onyx's inner thigh. He sat up slightly, hovering at an angle before trying to play it off. "Cramp- awfuck- cramp-" he blurted out, twitching on a side for a moment as he tried to relax against the side of the sofa. Something about looking up at the horrors just added to the experience.

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Andres snorts over his partner. Chuchi was far better at holding a grudge than he ever would. Or, maybe she'd jsut learned it from him somehow. But Andres didn't hold grudges. Not that he knew of. Chuchi just had a sense for things. [break][break]

As the men stray further and further from the trial he wondered if that was really worth a risk. After all, hadn't this all happened BECAUSE they'd started straying. Better to stay the course and just pep talk their poor friend through it. They'd probably encounter others at some point if they stayed the main course right? Then again, its a horror movie. Logic doesn't matter. [break][break]

"Told you. Jeans are not it." he said, debating whether or not to poke back. He's glad for the low light of his living room. The glow of the TV is hopefully not enough to reveal the small surge of pride at being thanks by the guy for once. How rare. He's on a streak for sure. Perhaps its this little bit of positive reinforcement, imagined as it may be that pushes him to offer more to someone he had been so afraid of before. Still a little afraid of now, if he was being honest. Acknowledged, he casually rested his feet on Onyx's thigh, stretching out his legs further and sinking deeper into the couch as he made his way to full cozy.

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He expected more resistance. A sarcastic quip. But for all the shit he'd given him tonight, Onyx agreed easily. He felt relief flush through his system, eyes widening a bit before looking back down unable to hold back a smile. He settled into bed, lying on his side watching Onyx undress. He stared at the many, many scars that carved and cut through skin all over his body damn near. Again, he wanted to ask and again he found it unnecessary. Eventually, he closed his eyes. [break][break]

And then he waits. Waits for Onyx to move in closer to him. Then tired eyes open again before he reaches out a hand, searching for another's lips to kiss goodnight. Because he's the worst, and he already misses that once in a lifetime thing. He just wants it just one more time. This is never happening again. What this was.[break][break]

"Onyx..." He sighs as he falls asleep, curling up around the other man. More than another source of heat in his bed. Andres hands search, greedy for Onyx's. He crept closer in his sleep, tugging and clinging. Taking up more space than he should around the other man than he should. His breathing slowed and he was content to let sleep take him.

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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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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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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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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 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 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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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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Onyx's attention is enough to make the little Zigzagoon happy and he went back to his trainer's feet to circle him and, in his own way, ask Andres if he'd seen Onyx acknowledge him. Andres, however, is too busy side eyeing Onyx. [break][break]

"I guess." Andres replied, though it was clear by the way he was looking over the poorly banadged job he really didn't care about the science of punching Sharpedo teeth out. "A-Are you done for the day? Or- I mean-...wanna take a break with me? We can get lunch, grab more gauze..." he trailed off, awkward he'd even asked. Was he asking him to hang out? He totally was. He absolutely was and this wasn't just about Onyx shoving his hands in a shark's mouth. Right.

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