Dubious Purchase

[ochitashinigami]

Who: Eric Slingby and Alan Humphries
When: Monday, April 16th
Where: Eric's starter apartment, that Alan is sharing
Summary: Eric has purchased Grell's shoes from William. Whether he's adventureous or just plain bored is hard to tell.
Warnings: Sexy shoes, sexual tension, and well... anything else. Will update is necessary. WOOPS HAS TURNED INTO SEXYTIMES! Warning!


Eric examines the bright red boots with the absurd heels. Clearly, they're made for the sexual gratification of the person wearing them, or the person looking at the person wearing them. They're not for walking.

He thinks for a moment what acts the shoes may have been a part of with it's previous owner and his... roommate. He pushes the thought from his mind.

Curiosity nags at the back of his mind. With a smirk, he takes off his pants and black loafers, and sets them aside. He slides his leg into the shoe. The shoe is a bit long to fit his foot, and it's tight over his calf, but he can wear them reasonably. He slips on the other one, looking down and studying the effect.

He chuckles to himself, and tries to stand.

Comments

[amongthethorns]

[He can't begin to understand just what happened. Well, that's not true he knew what happened. He knew very well what happened - but what did it mean? He's breathing a bit faster than usual but that's to be expected.]

Eric...

[His hold on Eric tightens, as if he's afraid now. Afraid of being brushed aside of laughed off.]

[ochitashinigami]

[Unfortunately for Alan, there's only one way Eric knows to dispel tension.

He chuckles. He's still nervous and shaking, and he forgets to let go of Alan. He's still nuzzling his cheek with his own but, he laughs.]

I'll take it my debt is paid then?

[amongthethorns]

[He exhales, calming as he settles against his chest. He nuzzles at him giving a little sigh. So then nothing would change? How strangely disappointing.

Or maybe something had it just wasn't something that was obvious. He could feel it, both of them trembling; shaking as they clung together. He laughs softly, breathlessly.]

Yes, your debt has been paid. You don't have to do it again.

[ochitashinigami]

[Not do it again? The thought actually causes him physical pain. He presses Alan tighter against him on reflex.

But, this is frightening, the whole thing is. There's a lot he wants to say. There's a lot he wants to DO. But, he's not sure that he can. So, he goes for something else.]

I didn't have to this time...

[amongthethorns]

[He laughs softly as he's pulled closer. He nuzzles at his neck gently.]

I'm not going anywhere but let's get you out of those shoes...

[He'll move, coaxing Eric back onto the couch - taking a knee to work at the boot's laces once he's settled.]

Well, I did put you on the spot.

[ochitashinigami]

[Eric sways on his feet, holding Alan's shoulder and letting himself be lead to the couch. Flopping down, he kicks his leg out when Alan kneels, giving him good access to the laces.]

It's not that... I... I'm sorry.

[amongthethorns]

[He'll make quick work of those laces and pull them off with a little laugh.]

Next time you get the urge to wear heels let's get you a real pair of heels that you can wear.

[He frowns a little bit sometimes he just doesn't understand you, Eric.]

Then what is it?

[ochitashinigami]

[Eric reaches down, touching Alan's shoulder.]

Nothing. It's a good game, isn't it?

[amongthethorns]

[He stills his fingers working at the laces of the second boot. He peers up at him smiling.]

It is but aren't we a bit old for games?

[ochitashinigami]

[Maybe. But, games are better than nothing.]

Games are fun. [He smirks.]

[amongthethorns]

Maybe- [He pauses tugging the other heel off sitting them both aside.]

But games get boring after a while. They don't mean anything. There comes a time when all games have to end.

[ochitashinigami]

[Disappointiment.]

Yes... doesn't mean anything...

[amongthethorns]

[Something about the way he says that makes Alan frown.]

It doesn't- [A pause as he adjusts his glasses.] It doesn't have to be meaningless.

[Do he even know what he's saying? What he might be implying?]

[ochitashinigami]

[Eric takes a long breath. He's a little taken aback by Alan's words. But he takes a breath, trying to keep his heart from leaping. Which it does. Still, outwardly, all he does is reach out and touch Alan's cheek.]

[amongthethorns]

[His eyes close and he leans into the touch, scooting closer. His elbow braces against Eric's thigh, his free hand presses against his chest.]

All you have to do is say something, anything.

[But how he dreaded what Eric might say. If he would laugh him off and treat this as some joke. How pathetic was he when his very world hinged on what might come from someone else's lips?]

[ochitashinigami]

What should I say then?

[His chest feels tight and fluttering. He knows he's on the verge of something very, very important. But, it scares him.]

[amongthethorns]

Game over? Checkmate?

[He inhales softly eyes open to peer at him curiously. He's smiling now thought even if his heart's racing a mile minute and feels like it will break out of his chest.]

But in all seriousness just tell me if it's real or not, that's all I need to know.

[ochitashinigami]

[He forces a laugh, only to try to regain equilibrium, or some form of normalcy.]

If what's real? The shoes are quite real.

[Run away from the feelings.]

[amongthethorns]

[His shoulders slump just slightly and he'll lean into the couch arm, cheek in hand. There's that strange pang right in the chest as he lets out a slow sigh.]

I know they are. Heels don't suit you. You haven't got the legs for them.

[Ah, well back to this again, at least Eric kissed him first.]

[ochitashinigami]

[Eric laughs, feeling a little more comfortable. He can see Alan is upset, but he hopes that he's merely uncomfortable, the way he is. He shoves Alan's shoulder playfully. Cheering Alan up is something he's always been able to do.]

Hey now, I don't? Maybe you could try them.

[amongthethorns]

[He grins. There's not way to stay mad at Eric. Even if he wanted to and he doesn't even really want to. It's a stupid thing to be mad about.]

Nope. Your build is all wrong for heels. [He arches a brow.] Do you really want to see me in heels?

[ochitashinigami]

Well, I paid seventy dollars for them. Someone might as well wear them and look good.

[It's a nice thought, actually, Alan in heels. Ordinarily he's flirt and be suggestive. But, right now, it seems out of place.]

[amongthethorns]

I don't know that they'd fit. I'm not Cinderella and these are not glass slippers.

[But it's an amusing thought. He leans towards Eric for a moment.] Besides red is certainly not my color. Something a bit more understated and common would be best.

[He nudges at the heels with his foot.] I do hope you'll give them back to Grell soon enough.

[ochitashinigami]

I don't know, they make a pretty useful hostage.

[amongthethorns]

If we were together and someone took my boots hostage, even if we were fighting I'd still want them back. Sentiment.