𝙹𝙰𝙼𝙴𝚂 𝙿𝙾𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁.
Cassius was now beginning to seem a lot looser and less uptight and James preferred him this way because he was FAR more interesting. Plus James could probably get him to talk about anything that he wanted to, though he wasn’t entirely sure if there was anything that James was interested in other than his mouth. Though he hadn’t been fully convinced at first that he wanted to sleep with Cassius, he was now completely sure of it because he could just tell that it was going to be good. As he stared at Cassius, he allowed another smirk to slip onto his lips except this one was softer and kinder. “I know you’re not going to tell anyone, babe. You’re a good boy, I know. You’ve learned your lesson now and you won’t get involved in other people’s businesses anymore now, will you?” His thumb traced the sharp edge of Cassius’ jaw and he moved in a little closer to him, if it were even possible to get closer to him right now. “No, I won’t get pissed off. If you do everything I say then I’ll be very happy.” Right now, he was feeling too drunk and high to really do much other than obsess over Cassius. He’d completed his mission and now he was just ready to get off.
His fingers traced up and down Cassius’ arm as he stared at him, an eyebrow raising up at him. “Like what? I thought you’d want to be with me right now,” he said with a childish pout on his lips. “I want you right now, even if it’s just tonight. You’re hot and I’m hot and horny. It can just be a one time thing. Or I could just kick you out right now and find someone else, there’s thousands of people in this city who would want to be in your place.” Before Cassius could say anything else, James moved so he could climb onto his lap, a leg straddling either side of him. “But I don’t think leaving is what you want right now, is it?” he whispered onto Cassius’ ear. He liked being complimented and the smile on his lips showed that. Especially compliments on his beauty because he knew that was what got him what he wanted half of the time. Their faces were close enough right now and James was too impatient to hold onto the tension for any longer so he decided to close the gap between their lips and kissed him hard, moaning a little as he pulled closer to the other, his hands sliding up Cassius’ cheeks so he could hold his face. “Stop pretending you don’t want me right now.”
Except he probably would continue to get involved in other people’s business. It was how one found out about the world, and also how he would know more than everyone else. He kept his ears pricked and ready for gossip, just so he knew who to watch out for and who to trust. But for the moment, he wanted to make James happy. The feeling was new, he figured it was more whatever flowed through his system now than anything else. “I promise, I’ll be careful from now on,” he answered, his head tilting with the movement of James’ thumb. “Good, I just want to make you happy.” Cassius was stubborn, which had been why he’d told himself several times that none of this was going to happen. Yet here he was, his shirt gone, his trousers tighter, his cheeks flushed, all on James’ couch. Perhaps he had only told himself it wouldn’t happen because he knew it would, which was embarrassing to say the least. “I do want you ...” The pouting worked on him, more than it should have. When James got in his lap, all he could do was grab onto his waist tightly. The idea of being kicked out made his heart sink, and the last thing he wanted right now was to feel down.
With James on top of him, he was forced to look up. His hands slid under James’ shirt then over his sides, fingers tracing the skin carefully after having held him there so roughly. He swallowed as James’ breath hit his ear and he shook his head slightly, afraid to speak. He could tell how much James liked being complimented, he filed that information away for later. As soon as their lips were pressed together, a switch flicked and his brain shut off. There was enough of a boost that Cassius could kiss him back and not feel shame. Once the kiss was broken, Cassius’ bottom lip quivered slightly against James’ and he took in a sharp breath. “I don’t want you to find someone else,” he admitted. “I don’t want to leave.” He placed an open palm on the small of James’ back, as he leaned his lips toward James’ ear in turn. “I think you are one of the most beautiful and dangerous people I have ever met. Which is a compliment and is also why I am so afraid of what you are making me feel.” For instance, he knew now what James was, and it wasn’t even a turn off, if anything it made him want the man more. He darted forward, then, taking James’ lips again, this time ensuring that there would be no reason for their lips to part.

















