𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐔𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐒.
They clearly had something in common and Cassius wasn’t sure what to do with the information. Both of them preferred animals over people. He frowned slightly, but then nodded to show he agreed. “Yes, the unconditional love of a cat is much preferred to the judgement of others.” He was even more annoyed with being sat on this couch next to James, beginning to lose his sense of control. His lips felt slightly numb, and he reached up to touch at his lips before being blindsided by James’ hand on his cheek. His gaze slowly turned toward him, and he stared. Something about James’ low voice made goosebumps roll up the back of his neck. “I understand, I wasn’t going to tell anyone I -,” he swallowed, “I don’t really mind that you did what you did. I just mind that I was part of it without knowing.” What he wanted was protection from questioning. “If I do what you say … you won’t get pissed off?” He hated it, having to do whatever James wanted, but the part of his brain that was enjoying it was far more alert than usual at the moment.
Cassius was hot, it was like the whole room had been lit on fire. He barely even protested as his shirt was pulled away, teeth grazing over his bottom lip once he felt James’ fingers over his skin. “I can’t - we can’t. Not when I’m like this,” there was a protest still, especially as he couldn’t even tell if James actually wanted him or if this was all some sick part of his game. Would Cassius be next? No, not if James wanted him as his alibi. “You don’t even actually want ME, I know that, you know that.” He reached out with a hand to place it on the nape of James’ neck, trying to use him to sit up slightly as well. “I feel like … I don’t know what.” His gaze settled upon James’ face again, and as he stared at him he wondered how he couldn’t have noticed how beautiful he was before. It should have pissed him off, instead he just let out a soft laugh. “You’re so fucking gorgeous, that’s not fair.” He didn’t think it before, he must’ve been high on something, but whatever it was began to lift him so high up that he didn’t care anymore. His hand slid from James’ nape to his cheek and he leaned forward, pressing their noses together. “No …”
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.”










