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 sighs and sits on the bed frowning a bit, drawing the extra blanket into his lap folding it neatly.]

Why must you look at me like that? As if I've hurt you...

[He offers the blanket up to him, biting at the inside of his cheek.]

[ochitashinigami]

[Eric shakes his head.]

You didn't do anything. It's my fault. I'm just sorry that I upset you.

[He takes the blanket and touches Alan's cheek.]

Don't do that, you'll get a sore.

[amongthethorns]

Upset is a bit of an understatement.

[He closes his eyes leaning into that touch as mad as he is he wants that touch. He wants Eric close and with him. He releases the bit on the inside of his cheek.]

I'll be fine. I shouldn't have pushed or expected things to change.

[ochitashinigami]

[Eric sits down on the bed next to him.]

Alan, I'm sorry. I hurt you and I respect that, but I don't even understand why you're angry. You didn't do anything.

I shouldn't have laughed at you... [He tries.]

[amongthethorns]

[He glances down to his hands that he's folded in his lap, anywhere but at Eric.]

Think about it for a minute. Just.. replay everything in your head for a second and maybe you'll figure it out.

No you really shouldn't have...[He's never any good with things like this, peeling away the mask he wears and exposing weakness - even to Eric; especially to Eric.]

[ochitashinigami]

[He tries, but comes up blank.]

I'm sorry, Alan. Shall... Shall I tell you what I was laughing at, exactly?

[amongthethorns]

[Maybe if he knows he'll understand.]

It's fine, Eric. I'd like to know...

[ochitashinigami]

It's because it sounded like you were jealous of Sutcliff. And the idea if you being threatened by that red haired lunatic... that you thought he had something over you.

It made me laugh.

[amongthethorns]

But you said he...

[Color raises in his cheeks and he pointedly turns his face away.]

Never mind. I shouldn't have asked.

[ochitashinigami]

[Eric manages a sad smile.]

Hey, should I pay a forfeit to you again. [He nudges Alan gently.]

[amongthethorns]

[Alan slumps a bit and sighs. Still as confusing as always Slingby, you should come with a dictionary or an instruction manual.]

Aren't you already forfeiting the bed? [He'll manage a smile.]

[ochitashinigami]

If that's what you want.

[Eric leans in, as if to kiss him again.]

[amongthethorns]

[His eyes widen and he braces a hand behind his back leaning away ever so slightly.]

What I want...

[He'll shake his head before reaching to tug at his sleeve, smiling now.]

You'll have to make up for your transgression another way. You're not sleeping on the couch. Or maybe I owe you a forfeit for thinking such a thing.

[ochitashinigami]

[Eric chuckles again.]

No, you owe me nothing... not ever... You've made this place bearable just by being here.

[And he leans in, finishing the kiss he started. It's soft, and short, but he can't resist it. Alan is achingly sweet to him.]

[amongthethorns]

[Eric really should stop talking like that. It's making Alan's heart do weird things, strange warm fluttery things. His blush is only getting worse.]

You're too nice to me, saying these things. How in the world do you even think that?

[He leans towards Eric, returning the kiss; fingers slipping into his hair, brushing it away from his face. Maybe this is best, slow and gentle.]

[ochitashinigami]

[The kiss lingers, then it's done. Eric gives another light kiss to the tip of Alan's nose.]

I'll leave now if you want...

[amongthethorns]

L-leave?

[He frowns a bit then loop an arm around his neck.]

You don't have to go anywhere. Why don't you just stay with me? I'll share the bed, you won't need the couch.

[ochitashinigami]

Thank you.

[Eric smiles. He replaces his pillow and begins to unbutton his shirt.]

[amongthethorns]

Don't thank me. It's just one way or another we'd end up curls up together. Either on the bed were we have the space for it or the couch where I'd have to lay on top of you to fit.

[He moves to go rummage around and find his pajamas. He's quiet. Today had been a bit strange for him. He'd never had a flare of jealousy that strong before. There had been faint flickers but never like this. He'll glance over his shoulder at Eric frowning. The biggest question is what to do about it.]

[ochitashinigami]

[Eric gives a dark chuckle and shakes his head.]

You're right. No matter what we just... end up together. And.. I'm grateful for that.

[amongthethorns]

You worry and it's been so long since you'd seen me. It's only natural.

[He pauses in shrugging his shirt off, a brow arched.]

Grateful? Why?

[ochitashinigami]

[As Alan slides off his shirt, Eric visibly flinches at the sight of the thorn marks.]

W-we're friends aren't we?

[amongthethorns]

[That expression, the way Eric flinches makes him wince and he purposefully turns his back on that look.]

Friends? Of course we are. Why would you doubt that? We're too close to be anything but friends. What else could we possibly be?

[ochitashinigami]

I...

[And there's no answer. He reaches for the right thing to say, and fails.]

[amongthethorns]

You?

[His shirt is gone and he's working his way into the soft longer shirt. He turns fussing a bit with his nightshirt.]

Eric, if something is bothering you, you should know you can tell me. If I can help you know I will, if I can't well I'll be here to listen so you can get it all off your chest.