lets get trashy

“I’ll allow the docking of points. It’s only fair.” He had, after all, planned to ask Javier to do whatever it was he might have come up with from the very moment he asked the question. It wasn’t slick at all but it would at least get him in the doorway. An odd though considering their situation. In reality there was no door to get passed. He was already standing on the other side. It was the work that took place to get him there that was missing. “I promise I’ll come up with something better for the next one, if you should have me.” Alistair winked, knowing they had no choice but he also wasn’t going to force Javier to spend private time with him like that if he didn’t want to. While Alistair was determined to make something out of this, already feeling the sparks that he was so glad were actually there, he wasn’t keen on making the other uncomfortable. Though, he had to admit, Javier wasn’t giving any sign that he was against it. “But a tragic man? Javier, darling, speak far more highly of yourself. You’re gorgeous, you’re smart. Neither of us are tragic. Power couple, right?” Letting out a soft laugh, Alistair shook his head. Oh, he could only hope.

Their parents were insane, simply put. But could they actually be blamed? Both of them held positions that, even if they weren’t to be wed, required continuation of their lineage. “Yours is waiting until after we’re married? Mine is already asking. I’m so glad you want to wait though.” It was a massive relief and definitely ticked off another box in some imaginary list Alistair filed away in the back of his mind. “You were subjected to that torture too? Oh man. Peas in a pod.” Their mothers, he meant. But it seemed they too shared a lot of similar experiences. It made sense considering they were both royalty and both had come out as gay. Luckily they could now navigate those waters together. “Absolutely. Imagine everyone going feral over legitimacy. I’d just want to spoil the absolute shit out of whatever soul we might adopt though. Not because of whatever situation they’ve come from but because that’s what kids deserve. That and privacy. Our kids get lots and lots of privacy. Fair?” Surely Javier wouldn’t argue with him on that.

“Earth Day? I mean, lovely, it makes sense. Unless there’s some other reason why you like Earth Day outside of you being an absolute nerd.” An adorable nerd at that. Letting go of Javier’s hand, Alistair’s snaked up to the other’s waist, not hesitating at all before digging his fingers into his side to tickle, hoping to upset the other’s decision to clamp up and turn away even if it was all fun and games. “Come on, tell me. You know you want to.”

An easy grin falls on Javier's face, finding it really nice that Alistair was willing to be playful with him; given that a couple that didn’t have some fun was boring on many levels. “I’m glad you agree, thing might become untenable if we weren’t on the same page about this.” He replies teasingly, as he’d already decided to find a way to make this work; Alistair on his part making it incredibly easy to do so... even with them not knowing each other very well yet. “Well consider me salivating at the potential genius you think up.” Javier hums softly as he really did look forward to deepening this little bond that they had already; seeing how far it’d grow and what they’d make of it. “Power couple.” The words are sheepish, with an added blush because just the idea of them being given the title of a power couple seemed so outlandish but he’d be willing to accept it and all it’s pressures.

“Not entirely waiting, but every time she gets that crazy look in her eye I run the other direction; can’t hear it if I escape her vicinity.” Javier chuckles as he’d made it clear it wasn’t going to be an immediate thing; wanting to establish himself in his new role and build his relationship so it was strong enough to survive children. He had that luxury as a male and the first recorded gay royal in the modern times. “They are absolutely horrible aren’t they? The whole thing was so... uncomfortable? With them waiting in the lobby and the entire clinic cleared out. I never had such a hard time getting the job done before.” He shook his head as his face burned even more than it had been before; feeling a little racy giving the intimate details to Alistair. “That’s pretty fair I think. We’re already going to have quite some trouble with media attention throughout our life, I think coming to an agreement with the tabloids eager about the rules of engagement with the kids would be best. I will never let them out of the house if we cannot get a fair and safe deal for them.” It was a nonstarter for Javier, given his own upbringing being without privacy; he’d do whatever he could to protect his young ones from the confusing and anxiety inducing swarm of tabloids.

Just the way that Alistair was teasing him with his tone of voice had Javier squirming, but then the sudden introduction of ticklish fingers being added had Javier jumping away from the touch as best he could while strapped into his seat. “Oh my god stop that you egg!” He shouts as his own hands move in to defend his sides, chuckling as before he finally gets a hold on the other’s hands and ceases the unprovoked assault. “I just did a lot of reading on green policies and green tech before I got out of high school, did a lot of online classes for them too. It’s something I’m passionate about and I have a collection of rocks.” The last bit was more murmured than spoken, but he was actually a handful of credits away from having a degree in geology; a thing he’d had the time to dabble in before this marriage had come up as his future. “It’s nothing big, I just really want to rise to the challenge of global warming and saving what I can of the earth for our kids one day. It feel really important to me is all.” Javier shrugs as it wasn’t a sentimental thing, but it was something that held meaning to him; without all the pageantry or gift giving that other holidays had. 

It’s late when Wyatt finally gets home, but he can tell he’s not alone; his trusty rescue dog not greeting him meant someone else was giving the pampered pooch the attention he demanded; 8Bit was dramatic like that and wouldn’t be ignored. “Henry.” Wyatt hums as he dropped his bag on a tall bar chair around the island and walked to get a wine glass for the both of them, snagging a favored bottle of wine as he headed to the bedroom that he’d assumed the vampire had taken up in his weight for the human hacker. 

“You don’t mind if I have a drink while you do right?” He inquires as he doesn’t really wait for an answer and pours himself a glass, then doing the same in Henry’s glass. “We’re celebrating tonight in case you’re wondering.” It’s not so much a statement as it was an objective fact, it wasn’t everyday you exposed a fraud and drained his assets; so clearly someone needed to celebrate. “Have you had a good day today?” Wyatt hums as he kneels carefully into the bed and works his way to sit in Henry’s lap, eyes scanning the male for tell he couldn’t decipher for the life of him; humans were an enigma compared to computers save for a few basic primal emotions that made sense. “Bit kennel.” He tosses over his shoulder as the pooch shouldn’t be present for what would come, it wasn’t going to be pretty; but it definitely was going to be hot.

One such student was Elisha, who’d been coasting by for a little while now but after that particular discussed seemed to have found his passion again. This prompted a weeks worth of tight and revealing clothing, leaving little to the imagination while not being explicitly nude in front of the class; wondering how long it might take for the student to approach him. While it was morally grey to sleep with students, Theodore was always up front that no grades would be changed or improved favor in his course would be obtained with sex; that would be unethical on bother sides of the coupling... but if they just wanted to exist in a moment of pure pleasure.. he could easily accommodate that.

Glasses hanging off his forehead before he pulled them off, considering the argument made on a paper he was grading before noticing the shadow looming over his desk; Theo looked up to find Elisha before him which drew a pleasant smile. “Elisha, what brings you into my humble little office?” He asks, though the inkling as to what the visit might be about was clear; cocking his head to the other as if to size him up. Leaning back into his comfortable chair, Theodore flexes his considerable frame and tightens his shirt to a point where it seems to barely fit against the muscle mass; struggling to contain all that was underneath the fabric. Brows raise as if to challenge the other to say his desires, wondering how bold the student might be given his new found information.

Emotions can complicate life. At one point Alec knew how to handle them but, the instant he and his family all turned; They threw those emotions away. Vampires can show emotion, but it’s a falsehood that can be the case. His brothers do a great job of masking their emotions. Alec, he tries, but is told his expressions come up too often. That is not how a vampire likes. What does it mean to be a vampire? Is it to be an emotionless monster and think only about yourself? His family seems to have the idea down, but not Alec. This life is a little too complicated. When confessing to wanting a slave, it was really about saving a life instead of having a blood slave. His family has an endless supply of it, so why the slave? They did not clear it with Alec, so he followed along with his father’s orders. They could sit in that tub all night if they wanted to talk about emotions but, it felt as though they would get nowhere. Instead, they should clear the air of what both want and be forward with one another.

If only his heart could beat once more. It would give meaning to the word love if it were alive. A dead vampire is what they call themselves. Not among the living. But with Lorenzo, that feeling isn’t there. The dead feeling. Since Lorenzo came into Alec’s possession, it feels his heart is beating for the human, but he knows it’s an illusion. Kissing the human brought some familiar feeling. Good ones. Lost in the feeling of kissing the human, there was no need to breathe, but keeping in mind the human does. Letting the kiss last a while longer, the vampire pulls away. “You’ll have to excuse me. These emotions may take a while to manifest. I get humans are resilient beings. I should know. My family and I… Used to be humans. Shockingly. I will soon explain their history.” Time will have to be on their side to explain what happened. “As for your… Self pleasure. I believe what you are referring to. I’m sure I would appreciate the real deal more than some synthetic tool.” A gentle smile gently pulled at his lips.

“I know for certain; Whatever you are feeling towards me, the deeds you want to do, the feelings are mutual.” How do you handle sinful thoughts? It may seem you can’t. Allow them to play themselves out. Thoughts came about, this is slave, he should do whatever he wants to him, and this is a human being who needs consent on what is a go and what is not. A hand coming to the male’s cheek, the feeling is soft, a pinkish color of the cheek, memorised by the human’s face. If it weren’t for the enslaved life, maybe his face would be softer. He’ll have to revive the color back into Lorenzo’s face. The face features drew Alec to the human but of course, seeing the human naked on that fateful day, the athletic build, the hung cock, more or else attracted Alec. All he knew; was wanting this one human. 

Foreheads touching. Eyes staring into the dark brown eyes, unable to help himself from admiring the wonders of the human’s eyes. A hand came to Lorenzo’s nipple, gently playing with it with his fingers. “I’m not too sure if this is the spot to… Enjoy one another but, we can start gentle. Or we can take it in the bedroom and we can… Seal this companionship.” In honesty, Alec has a few thoughts in mind of what may happen now that consent is there. Is it a bad time to think of such dirty thoughts? Maybe? Now that they agreed and talked about emotions, maybe this is what will seal the deal or it’s just the vampire overthinking and is letting the other head think for itself. “I can make a promise… That I will do my best to open up to you more and have a better understand of what you want from the both of us, even though I have an idea of what that may be. You’re not asking too much. You want to feel. You want… Love? Maybe something less or something more, but I am getting the idea of what a human is askin’ for. I will… Do my best to give it to you.”

There’s an amused chuckle that falls form Lorenzo’s lips, his eyes fluttering between Alec’s lips as he speaks and the vampire’s eyes as if trying to pay attention to both and failing horrible. “I’m used to men being slow on the uptake, so it’s not like you’re the first that I have to patiently wait for your head to catch up with you feelings.” He teased the other, grinning as he did. “There’s a part of me that does love watching it sink in though. It’s a sadistic part.” Enzo shrugs as he nods the notion that Alec was a human at one point; that knowledge having crossed his mind at one point. “There’s no rush to delve in too deep any time soon; we can just hide in this bubble for now, the rest will fall in place if you just let it.” He assures the vampire who acted like this was the first relationship he’d ever attempted and it begged the question if Lorenzo was dealing with a virgin or not; not that he’d voice that opinion. “I mean there’s many things plastic can do wonderfully; replace the real thing in this case... is not one of those things.” A truth known to anyone who dabbled with either in their life; it just wasn’t the same.

“Say that again.” Lorenzo asks softly, wanting to hear Alec say that the feelings were mutual again; that the reserved lust they felt wasn’t a crazy and misguided thing he was harboring for someone he shouldn’t. It wasn’t often that Enzo truly had to think about how he felt about a person; usually he was pretty good at deciphering his feelings about a person within a short period of knowing them and was able to determined whether or not they’d be able to make a lasting friendship. Alec had been the outlier, starting with a seething hate that gradually transformed into a deep attraction because he was a good person at his core; no matter how hard he hide it. He hide it well too. Unlucky for the vampire though, Lorenzo was adept at reading people and knew how to draw a person’s true self out whether they wanted to show it or not; his whole life revolved around that talent before the world fell.

“Mmm, I’m not going to confirm or deny. Nope, you gotta figure it out for yourself Alec.” Enzo mused as his brows shot up. “It’s more fun that way anyways.” He points out as he chuckles, looking back to the open door that lead to the bedroom. “I doubt we’re going to actually clean up any right now and if we were to do so... we’d have to again when were finished; so it seems counterproductive to stay in here from a logical standpoint.” The human spoke at length to essentially tell the other to drag them into the bedroom; making Alec wait for the confirmation that he was ready to take the next step. 

“Do yourself a favor and maybe don’t think to hard about it. Let your body lead you and my body lead you; the rest will catch up in due time I promise.” Lorenzo chuckles softly as he moves in the water to straddle Alec, thus giving an easy method and transport them both into the bedroom. “All I want for you tonight is just you, whatever you’re able to give me. That’s more than enough. It’s something I’ll cherish till the day I die.” A soft confession, but a truthful one; one that has his heart beating quicker than a confession like this had before. 

As if it wasn’t enough his lost a leg during his service, but the lack of resources once he was stateside was a cruel reality; which eventually lead him into a tough addiction while he battled the demons that came back with him. For the time being the dark days were being held at bay, he was taking his meds and attending his appointments; but he knew he needed to put more work into his recovery to make it out the other side... if there was one that is. “Patricia, you better not be coming at me with that... thing today.” He warns his therapist who shyly shrugs to him and he groans at the knowledge she was going to fuck him up today, which meant he was going to be sore for the rest of the day, but would feel great for the next week following her cruel torture device.

“Can you believe these people, teaming up to beat down this poor defenseless veteran.” Nick leans into the man beside him who looked less than excited to be here; using a nature aura of charm to disarm the other in hopes they might have a positive experience in the clinic. “What are they using against you?” He asked as he raised a brow before nodding toward his amputated leg, lifting the pant leg to display his metallic body of his prosthetic and knocks it. “The best of the market, even got a pretty penny for the leg too.” The dark humor used to break the ice and detract from the admittedly dark reason he’d obtained the limb replacement; surprisingly... not many folks took the whole ‘my leg got blown off’ well. Loathing the sympathy folks lean towards when they find out, Nick would rather folks pay it no mind; he’d do it again to save the kid he did. They both made it out alive so a chuck of his leg was a small price to pay.

Once everything was contained and dealt with, Chetan had a neighbor drive him to the hospital as it was determined he’d need stitches for the gash; he arrived at the front desk in the ER. “Hey there, I’m incredibly embarrassed and so glad I’m not in India right now cause I’d never here the end of it about this; but I had a cooking mishap. I think I need stitches for it.” He sighs heavily as for a man who could tamed a class full of hormonal teenagers; the amount of chaos that followed the cut was embarrassing enough and this whole experience would probably scar him for future endeavors in the kitchen. Following the nurse who lead him to a clean station, sitting him down and informing his she’d go find a doctor who’d be able to assess and help him out.

Stomach growing something fierce, Chetan tried to distract himself while he waited to be seen; though the world apparently had it in for him as he’d hit every ad for food related things as he scrolled before he couldn’t stand being mocked and laughed at by whatever higher power was governing the universe tonight. Looking up to see a handsome Doctor zeroing on him, Chet grinned to him and eyes him with a level of scrutiny. “Do they always send the hot Doctors to assist men in distress, or is it just my lucky night... well my good fortune?” Holding up his hand and shrugging as he shakes his head. “Let’s settle with karmic repayment for the ordeal that is my life tonight.” Chet settles on with a hint of mirth and a brilliant smile for the good doctor here to save his life and limb; the distraction pulling his focus away from the hunger pangs that threatened to consume him had it not been for this handsome doctor.

Sitting on the couch in the dark as he watches the approach that Nick took; it was predictable as most things were, humans were a lot like programs in that fashion. The lines of code were comparable to behaviors and thought processes that could be observed; after a short period of watching people Wyatt could predict a persons general course of actions with a small degree of unknown. No program was perfect after all and people added a element of chaos regardless of their patterns and nature; save for those whom thought themselves untouchable. The big picture was such a person, a senator who came to power through questionable means and has had quite the shadow career that Wyatt had been tracking since he’d gotten wind of it. The investigation was still on going, but it’d reached a point where Wyatt was comfortable with cluing in the public; having had enough damning evidence to bury the man and all his idiocy.

Which of course brings Nick into the picture and prompted this game of theirs. Setting up the last little bit Wyatt settles into couch; unlocking the door Nick is approaching to hasten his ascent to find him, allowing the cat and mouse portion of the game to come to an end quickly... it wasn’t like he was hiding from the man. Clicking the projector into standby mode, Wyatt takes a small breath and awaits for the door to be opened; demands to be made of him. He’ll comply as far as to make Nick drop his guard a bit; control the situation and then dismantle it as he unveils the larger plot at hand; one that actually matters and not his ‘illegal’ actions. He was a patriot, nothing he did lacked a reason and no one in his sights got off without falling first.

Javier felt Hayden’s grip around him tighten as he completely fell apart. His eyes couldn’t see past the rush of tears coming from them. His lungs couldn’t catch the breath that was running from them and when they did it was like a live burning furnace. His pained screams and cries muffled in Hayden’s chest. He broke down further than Hayden had ever seen him break before. “I-I want her back. S-She’ll never see me graduate. She’ll never see me get married. Or meet my kids.” He was shaking to an extent that you’d think he had something going on healthwise. He whined. “Why couldn’t they call someone else? I need my mother. She’s all I had from day one.” He paused as he looked at Hayden. “She was my mom. Now she’s gone.”

He listened to Hayden but couldn’t calm down. the tears just kept coming. The breath kept running. He whined and shook his head. “I-I can’t calm down. C-Can we just go home? I-I need you.” He said as his hands balled up into Hayden’s shirt. His face hiding in Hayden’s chest. “I just need my rock.” He cried into his shirt. “She left cause she knew I’d be safe with you.” He said through tears. He looked at Hayden. “She knew you wouldn’t leave me alone.” He bit his lip. “I’m sorry I’m a mess.” He apologized as he wiped his face. “I love you Hayden.” He said hugging him. Having said that in this moment Javier didn’t think of the connotations of that admittance. Though the truth placed in this moment Javi didn’t know where this would take them. But what he did know is Hayden was his person. He loved him to death and needed him more than ever.

His hold on the man breaking down strengths to provide a safe harbor for the fall he was experiencing, holding tightly and rocking his best friend gently. “You think she’s not going to watch over you and be there in spirit with you Javier? She may not be here to hold your hand or set you straight, but she gave you everything you needed to go on without her Javi, even if it hurts; she won’t of left if you weren’t ready.” He hums softly, an idly hand carding through the raven locks of hair. “You’ve got me, I’m not going anywhere ever. I’ll make sure she’s never forgotten in all your triumphs and failures; she’d haunt me otherwise.” There’s a soft chuckle, as given there discussion before she past; he was certain she’d haunt him until he made good on his promise to her. “She’s right here Javier, she’s never far away; even if you can’t hold her anymore.” Hayden reminds his best friend, hand palming above where Javier’s heart was located; reminding the other that nothing could truly take his mother from him.

“Of course javi, we can go home if that’s what you want. Anything I can do to help you.” He promised as he held the man, carefully prying the crying man from his chest and gently brushing the tears away from Javier’s face with a soft caress. “You know I’m not going anywhere Javi, I’m going stick to you till you grow sick of me and probably even longer than that.” The promise he truly meant, never even entertaining the idea that he could do that; it’d kill him honestly. “I know what I signed up for when I became you best friend Javier; the good, the bad, the ugly and the mess.” He hummed in a little amused tone, as he gazed down to the other. “I love you too Javier, now let’s get you home.” Hayden affirmed the words; meaning them whole heartedly and leaning down to press a soft kiss to Javier’s forehead. From there he lead Javier to the Jeep; making the trip home as easy as they could and never allowing their connection to be severed for longer than a few moment. Entering their apartment was followed with Hayden hugging Javier once more before he pulled away and smiled. “Go put your pjs on, were gonna need to be comfortable for this cuddlefest.” He instructed the other; wanting to get out of the clothes that itched and that gave him the need to burn for what memories would be ever stuck to them.

Henry smiled as he sat across the table from the other. He knew the animals would be the interesting part with Axel. The man was an animal magnet. Honestly Henry was just happy to actually talking to someone and it going good. He’s been on some trash dates in the past years. Most don’t like his dog which is an immediate no. He liked the fact that Axel was an animal person. Henry leaned in and listened to him talk. Honestly he could listen to the man’s voice for hours.

“Yea I would guess its hard to over see all the animals at the fair being its a huge event. I’m glad they are well taken care of though. They are animals and deserve the love.” He smiled as he was asked if he ahd ever been to a fair before. “Well actually. I haven’t. I grew up in the city. Dad worked a lot and mom died when I was young so me and my sister were often just home alone. So I’ve never experienced those types of things. I rarely had birthday parties when I was growing up.” He chuckled as he looked down. “And when I was old enough and had the money I got my pup cause I had never had a pet before either.” He smiled. “But I mean its not a big deal right? Lots of people have never been to faires right?”

There was a little shrug from the hulking man about the notion of overseeing the animals; he’d been a fairly sought after vet given his knowledge and general effectiveness with both domestic, farm and wild animals. “I’d still rather see that animals in their natural habitats, but I’m just pleased they are being looked after adequately.” There’s a small sigh, not fuel by any particular emotion; though it reminds him of his time in prison and remembering how unnatural it felt to be locked up in a cage. Not that he hadn’t deserved to be there; but it was still a harsh reality to exist in. “That they certainly do.” He could agree on that at the very least; knowing that the animals would be a huge draw for the crowds, getting all the attention and love they deserve. “I’m sorry to hear about your mother, I’m sure if she’s anything like you; she must of been an amazing woman and a beauty to boot.” Axel grins as the compliment was easy; if not a little cheesy.

“Birthday parties are overrated in my opinion; but then again... I’m a regular grumpy bear so what do I know. My bestfriends are a large pack of dogs.” Another easy chuckle, coming from a man who really didn’t fair well when it came to human interaction; though you’d swear he was a natural on this date. Maybe it was just the company that made him feel so at ease. “A first pet is always fun. My pack grew the moment I could start growing it, now I’m drowning in rescue pups.” He sighed as it was quickly getting out of control, but he couldn’t stop himself and it was the hardest thing to nurse one of the pups back to good health and then entrust them to someone else. Luckily his size was enough to intimidate prospective forever home owners to be the best around. “No, not really. I’m used to breaking people into new experiences, pet owning and handling dogs or other pets. Fairs are just smaller mobile theme parks; I’ll make sure you get a good evenings worth of sugery foods, ridiculous games and kids rides.” Axel promises Henry with a grin. “Might even get you super exclusive access to the animal pens.” A cheeky wink to the man, as if he’s tapping into a super secret perk that no one else had access too.