KISS WITH A FIST. {dorian}

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Dorian wasn't expecting Perry to remain so calm. He remained with his back to the other boy as he heard Perry get up from the bed. He was about to say something when the other's fingers wrapped around his wrist and pulled him back. Dorian let out a small gasp and quickly covered his mouth with his hand. He winced slightly at the grip but didn't comment on it. He didn't want Perry to think he was weak.

That doesn't make it your business. Why don't you ask him if you're so bothered? Dorian hissed, trying to pull his arm out of Perry's grasp, yanking it as hard as he could until his shoulder hurt. But of course, Perry didn't let him go.

Dorian looked away, a fierce blush making his cheeks turn pink. Well maybe you shouldn't say things that make me want to hit you, he snapped, scrunching up his nose at the pressure on his wrist. And there was me thinking you enjoyed my ass as well as my face, he added, pulling his arm just as Perry let him go.

Asshole, Dorian muttered. Just as he was about to turn around again he was picked up in Perry's arms. Put me down, idiot, he said, trying to wriggle away so he could at least take something to make him forget the whole thing.

At the last comment, Dorian's eyes narrowed and in some vain attempt at retaliation he threw a pillow at Perry's head. Piss off...you know you don't need...you don't need me to 'get it up' so you can fuck me. It would just be a little more rape-y, but I've heard that's your style. Dorian didn't like talking about what he had in his panties one little bit, and he was fully aware that Perry knew that and was going to use that against him.

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[PERRY BUCHANON]

Perry's grin turned a shade more malicious as Dorian squirmed in pain under his grip. He watched, amused, as the smaller boy tried to yank himself free and failed, and he wondered absently if his wrist would bruise come morning. He rather hoped so. "Well, I don't really care what he feels about it," he explained dismissively. "And anyway, I already know. Marcus is an open book. You, on the other hand~"

He snorted at Dorian's retort, lifting an eyebrow skeptically. "Dorian, you should really try to be the bigger person here, we both know that if it ever came to exchanging blows I'd be okay, and you'd probably end up in the hospital." He walked over to the coke, dabbing his finger in it and then rubbing it absently over his gums. "And I do enjoy your ass, but let's face it, if that was all I really wanted, I'd just go down to 9th street and buy some."

He let out a sigh and continued, his voice falsely sincere, "It must be your boyish charm, I'm enchanted~" And then he grinned and made his way over to the bed dodging the pillow with a laugh and snatching Dorian's pointed chin in one of his hands. "I think you're confusing me with Marcus, princess," he said lightly. "That's way more his schtick. And anyway, it's no fun if you don't enjoy it. You get prissy when you're not having a good time~"

He shoved Dorian onto his back and hopped onto the bed, hovering over him. "So," he said mockingly. "Cheer up. I'm ever so sorry if I hurt your feeeelings~" There was reason to disbelieve his sincerity at this point; he hadn't even finished 'apologizing' before he'd dived back towards Dorian's soft white thighs.

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Y-you already know? What did he tell you? he asked, biting his lip and looking away from Perry. He didn't want the other to talk about Marcus anymore, but if Perry was going to shed some light on the bizarre situation Dorian had found himself in, he wasn't going to ask Perry to shut up. The blonde frowned at Perry, annoyed that the other thought he was so weak that he wouldn't cause any damage. Dorian didn't have sharp nails for nothing, and maybe he didn't have a lot of muscle but he was pretty nimble, even on six inch heels.

Still, it didn't matter, he was in no mood to end up in hospital. Even though he was pretty sure Perry wouldn't hurt him that much. Maybe a bit of damage. He pulled his chin out of Perry's grasp and turned away, his arms crossing over his chest; I do not get prissy, he protested, leaning back on his bed as Perry climbed back on. If you're not here for just my ass, then why are you here? he challenged, just as the other boy returned his attention to Dorian's soft thighs.

Involuntarily, Dorian spread his legs open a little more, well aware that Perry would smirk. He couldn't help it, it felt so good. He sighed, eyes fluttering shut for a moment. I hate you, he whispered, his hands gripping the sheets around his head, even though he was pretty sure he didn't mean it.

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[PERRY BUCHANON]

Perry caught the anxious stutter in Dorian's voice and grinned like the cat who'd caught the canary, edging up close to the other boy like he was about to share a deep dark secret. "He doesn't need to tell me," he said, tilting his head, smiling lightly. "I just know with Marcus. If it makes you feel any better, it's not your fault, you poor victim, you." He leaned forward, stole a rough, biting kiss before he moved down to his neck, his collarbone, his chest.

He laughed out loud at the other's denial of getting prissy, tugging on Dorian's hair like he might have on the playground in elementary school. "Prissy princess~ And I'm here because I like you," he said simply, brightly, his tongue dipping curiously into the boy's belly button before he relocated his attention to a more... sensitive location.

He glanced up, watching Dorian twist against the sheets.

He smiled fondly at the venom Dorian whispered and then abruptly hooked his arms under the boys knees, opened his legs fully, and tugged him up onto his lap. "Love you too, sweetheart~"

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Tell me why he left me, Dorian whispered, letting Perry pull him whichever way he liked. He bit his bottom lip when he found himself in the other's lap, his arms snaking around Perry's neck, playing absent-mindedly the back of the boy's hair. He tried to hold in a moan when Perry pulled his own hair - Dorian had always had a thing for hair pulling.

Anything that caused pain, that took away the comfort.

He never believed Perry when the other had said he liked Dorian. It didn't make any sense, but he accepted it. Anything to get what he wanted, and he was sure Perry wanted it as well. He reached down into the small gap between their bodies, his thin fingers sliding into the front of Perry's pants. He was a little disappointed that they weren't already on the floor.

Dorian manoeuvred himself so he could pull them away from Perry, throwing them on the floor with the rest of their clothes. He pushed Perry onto his back and climbed onto the boy's chest, sitting down just above the other's hips. Hmm, what happens next? he asked coyly, tucking some of his hair behind his ear.

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[PERRY BUCHANON]

Perry smiled again, and it was a handsome expression, but cruel. Everything about his face was cruel, the shape of his mouth, the sharp outlines of his straight white teeth, the destructive liveliness in his green eyes. He'd eat the whole world up and leave nothing left if he could. He reached out and gently, gently slid his fingers through Dorian's pale hair, then he cupped his face, still gently, and leaned in, whispered softly: "No~"

He let himself be undressed, grinning at the exposed Batman underwear he was wearing (his favorite pair). "Well, I surely don't know, you could take initiative, you know~" he teased, reaching behind to give the boy's pale behind an appreciative squeeze. He tangled his other hand in Dorian's hair again, pulling him down for a lazy kiss. "If you need a starting point, though, I would suggest my penis." He smiled charmingly, laughing against Dorian's mouth, knowing he'd probably destroyed the mood.

Again.

He couldn't help it; Dorian just made it to easy.

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Dorian rolled his eyes when Perry refused to tell him. He wasn't surprised, but he wouldn't give up, he needed to find out why Marcus was so ready to leave him without a warning. If Perry was the only person who knew, then Dorian would do whatever he could to worm it out of him.

He down on his lip when Perry grabbed him, enjoying the rough pinch. Dorian couldn't help but smile when Perry kissed him, and he returned it adding more pressure with his hands pressing down on the boy's bare chest.

To be honest, I don't think I want to go anywhere near your dick, he muttered, tracing light lazy kisses down under Perry's chin and over his collar bones. Dorian had never really enjoyed taking control of any situation, he'd never really been a born leader. Slowly the kisses progressed down Perry's chest and over his hip bones, each of the bruises gaining and extra kiss.

Dorian reached Perry's boxers and looked up at the boy, and eyebrow raised; Batman? I think you're overcompensating for something here, he said with a smirk, covering his mouth with his hand.

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[PERRY BUCHANON]

"Why not? I think it's a very nice dick, personally." Perry pouted, stretching his arms over his head lazily, enjoying the attention that the blond was paying to his body. He noticed the gentle way the boy pressed his mouth to all of his mottled bruises and old scars, and he grinned, amused. "And Batman is my favorite superhero, shut up." He lifted his hips, wiggling himself out of said underwear gracelessly. He tossed them dismissively off the bed somewhere, propping himself up on his elbows.

"And honestly I feel like we've come a little far for you to suddenly decide you have no interest in my penis. Look how sad you've made him. You oughta be ashamed of yourself, teeasee~"

He laughed, clearly in a good (and, thankfully, relatively harmless) mood. He yanked the blond forward with playful roughness, biting his neck, sliding his hand down over Dorian's flat tummy and between his legs, clearly intent on changing the boy's mind about his feeling's for Perry's junk. "C'monnn, you know you have a soft spot for my penis~" he cooed, grinning widely and nuzzling his face into the crook of Dorian's neck.

[DORIAN MOORE]

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Dorian sat up a little straighter as Perry removed his underwear, throwing his boxers on one of Dorian's smart chairs. Urgh, it would smell of Perry's underwear for weeks now, disgusting. He looked down at Perry's crotch and shrugged, Not my problem, he said simply, but smiling at the fact Perry had called him a tease. He always enjoyed names like that. Slut, or something equally as bad, was his personal favourite.

Dorian's eyes fluttered shut when he felt Perry's hand slide between his legs, D-don't...urgh...don't touch...it, he mumbled, moaning slightly when Perry nuzzled his neck. He opened his eyes slowly and followed Perry's gaze down the other's chest. Licking his bottom lip he looked at Perry, kissing the boy hard and nipping his bottom lip.

Fine, he sighed, manoeuvring himself down the bed and making sure he was looking into Perry's eyes as he went down on the other boy. He was enjoying it far more than he would ever let on.

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[PERRY BUCHANON]

"It's about to be your problem," he responded reasonably, sticking his tongue out childishly when Dorian acted aloof and uninterested. He concentrated instead on his current task, his grip firm, his grin wide as he coaxed out reluctant arousal from the blond. "Why not?" he all but purred. "It feels good, doesn't it?" He sucked lazily on the boy's neck, disconnecting with a wet popping noise when Dorian huffily pushed him back down with a prerogative of his own.

He let his head roll to the side on the pillow, letting out a pleased "mmm" noise when he finally got the satisfaction he'd been waiting for.

"Knew you liked him," he muttered, grinning wickedly and meeting the other's blue eyes with his own amused ones.

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Well it was no wonder Marcus left him, when he was so willing to act like a slut for Perry. But Perry knew what Dorian liked without even trying. Perry was just naturally...perfect. Dorian couldn't help but smile at Perry's comment and, sitting up slightly he flipped the other boy his middle finger.

After a few moments, he sat up properly and say gracefully on Perry's chest. Happy now? he grinned, slipping his index finger into his mouth and sucking on it, adding in dramatic moans for the hell of it.

So is this where you get rough with me? he asked going back into his innocent kitten mode. He wasn't sure if Perry had quite finished with his sarcastic comments, best to get them out of the way before things got a little more serious.

Leaning forward he pressed his lips to Perry's ear, his hands moving Perry's so they were on his hips. Fuck me, he breathed, his lips curling into an 'innocent' smile.

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[PERRY BUCHANON]

Perry didn't seem to mind at all that Dorian was acting like a slut for him - now that Marcus was no longer in a tug-of-war between them, he actually found that frankly he liked everything about Dorian. He had become, admittedly, one of his favorites, and he was definitely one of a very exclusive group of favorites that Perry enjoyed fucking on a semi-regular business.

"You done good kid," he replied to the other's semi-breathless question. He let Dorian settle and play his innocent sex-kitten game, grinning through it. "That can be arranged, yeah. Just don't start crying if I'm too much for you." And with this said he wrapped an arm around the other's slender back and rather skillfully switched their positions, pushing Dorian back into the pillows with his legs splayed out on either side of Perry's waist.

He grinned. "Alright, if you insist~" He grabbed roughly at Dorian's hip with one hand while the other reached up and grabbed hold of the headboard - for leverage, obviously.

And then he just sort of went to town after that, channeling all of his wild destructive energy into plowing poor Dorian into the mattress, his head dipped down to the boy's pale neck, which he clearly planned on leaving covered in hickies the next morning.

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Dorian squealed and giggled girlishly as Perry pushed him onto his back, his fingers gripping the sheets as his legs spread wider to give the other boy more room. He arched his back when he felt Perry's fingers digging into his pale skin, leaving pink marks as they scratched over his body.

His had to bite his lip, cover his mouth, anything to avoid giving Perry the satisfaction that he was actually enjoying himself. Dorian arched his back a few times, before manoeuvring himself gracefully onto his hands and knees so he could push back against the other boy.

But all too soon it was over, and Dorian lay on his back, his chest rising and falling quicker than it had ever done before. The blonde closed his eyes for a moment and took a few deep breaths to recompose himself before rolling out of bed and slipping some small black panties over his thin hips. Turning back to Perry, he smiled softly crawling next to the other boy and curling up against his side. He let his small hands wander over Perry's chest before admiring all the marks the other boy had left on his skin. God he looked a mess, but it was so worth it.

Now will you tell me why Marcus left me? he asked suddenly, as if having sex with Perry had been some sort of payment for the information.

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[PERRY BUCHANON]

When they'd finished, Perry took a moment to enjoy the quality of Dorian's bed, nuzzling with infantile happiness into the pillows while Dorian made himself presentable. He twitched a little when the boy had the audacity to... well, cuddle him, as cuddling had never really been Perry's thing. But he was tired, and so he just grunted, opening one eye to look over at the blond.

"You're not a prostitute, Dorian," he drawled, reaching out and tugging a little on some of Dorian's hair. "Quit acting like I'm supposed to pay you back. And anyway, I already told you I'm not telling. It's not for you to understand." He planted a kiss on his mouth, sweet and condescending. "That's my job~"

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Dorian rested his head on Perry's chest and even moved one of the boy's arms around him to keep close. He closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying just laying in the afterglow. But of course Perry had to ruin it. Dorian sat up and frowned, It's not for me to understand? he repeated, crossing his arms over his chest, what the fuck does that mean?

As Perry made to kiss him, Dorian didn't kiss back. He remained rigid as he watched the other, a look of disgust on his face. why won't you fucking tell me? I have a right to know what I did wrong, he said after a moment, trying not to let on that what they had just done was eating away inside him. One of the reasons Marcus left him? Because Dorian enjoyed Perry's company far too much and way too often.

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