KISS WITH A FIST. {dorian}

[DORIAN MOORE]

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Dorian's heart sped up slightly when Perry reached for the sheets, but he tried not to let on. He pressed his lips lightly on the other's chest, noticing how calm Perry was, for once. It was nice, comforting even.

And then Perry ruffled his hair, he smacked the boy's chest lightly in retaliation and began the laborious process of putting each hair back into place. You ruin everything, he said, though there was no weight behind his words, Perry would know he was joking.

Perry, he began, settling back down again, if I get a real boyfriend, will you still come over? Obviously not for sex, but just...to hang out? he asked, suddenly very conscious that there was silence except for their breathing. He knew he'd miss the other boy terribly if he ever had to say goodbye. They just worked well together - but Dorian knew he was after something that Perry was never going to think about. So their relationship ended at casual sex and play fights - with the occasional bruise or scratch. But it worked for them. Dorian couldn't see his life without them, they made him happy. Which was weird, considering.

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[PERRY BUCHANON]

Perry was a simple creature with simple motivations and he considered Dorian's question lazily, opening his eyes and squinting up at the ceiling in a bored apathetic sort of way. "I don't know," he replied honestly after a moment, shrugging dismissively. "Maybe, probably. I'll make sure to show up at the most inconvenient times for you." He grinned mischievously and pinched Dorian's thigh lightly. "But I don't hang out," he added. "That's boring, I'll have better shit to do."

He propped himself up on his elbows, peering down at the top of Dorian's head with an amused, somewhat contemptuous look. "Don't tell me you'd actually want me to keep coming around." He threw his head back and laughed. "You really are something, Dorian. Or maybe you just have bad taste."

[DORIAN MOORE]

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Dorian smiled, feeling Perry's rough fingers on his thigh. He sat up slightly, kissing the boy's bottom lip and pulling it lightly with his teeth. If you don't 'hang out', what are we doing? Post-sex chatting? he teased, moving again so he was sitting back on Perry's hips, the sheet sliding down his back.

Or are we now pre-sex chatting? he added with a smile, running his hands down the boy's chest. He looked down at Perry and shrugged, crossing his arms protectively over his chest. Well I only keep you here for your dick and the drugs - just because I can't have your dick doesn't mean we have to skip out on the drugs, he reasoned, looking over to where the rest of their coke was laid out on his dressing table. He didn't comment on his taste in men.

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[PERRY BUCHANON]

"Right now? Well, obviously, this is post-sex and we are chatting," he said as if duh, that was a whole different animal from hanging out, because according to Perry logic, apparently it was. "Look," he said, waving a hand as if to shoo away all of Dorian's words from their midst. "To me, 'hanging out' is being around a person without having an ulterior motive. And I will always have an ulterior motive, which is why I will never hang out with you."

He shrugged. "Drugs are always an important ulterior motive," he agreed lazily. "I just hope I still like you when we're not fucking." He pursed his lips and squinted his eyes at the blond like he hoped to figure out the conundrum just by staring at the poor boy. Then he shrugged, disinterested. "We'll see, I suppose."

[DORIAN MOORE]

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Dorian chuckled and shook his head, leaning forward he ignored everything Perry said and kissed the boy's bottom lip lightly, tugging it with his teeth. They were a weird pair, insulting each other before an after sex. All the pretences during sex having dropped, Perry being his usual arrogant self. Dorian hated to admit how much he enjoyed it. He sat up again, raking his well manicured nails down Perry's chest. C'mon Perry, you know no one likes me unless they're fucking me, he smirked, shrugging his shoulders as if it didn't bother him.

But you don't have to like me to take drugs with me, he reasoned, sliding off Perry's chest and curling up against the boy's side, stealing the naked boy's body heat from under the covers of his sheets. He yawned behind his hands, resting his head on Perry's chest. So, are you going to stay for a while? Or do you have someone else to see? he asked, secretly hoping Perry would stay.

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