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shadowglitter) wrote2018-01-03 12:16 pm
shadowglitter) wrote2018-01-03 12:16 pmopen ship/smut post
ah. a bare post. like odin's soul, and also body, in all of these threads
shadowglitter) wrote2018-01-03 12:16 pm
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Like, in both senses of the term.
Foggy just smiles back a little, almost shy. Tucks a strand of hair behind his ear, eyes bright with either interest or just the drink. Most likely both, if we're being honest here, because he's very drunk and he's not going to deny he's very interested.]
It makes sense. It makes way too much sense. [That's really the whole point of this, isn't it? They both just want to be wanted. If not by the specific (very specific) people they want, then by each other, which is a lot more achievable in Foggy's view. Odin wants him, that's easy to see. Foggy's okay with that. More than okay with that, and he's going to ignore the guilty little twinge of his heart that says, yeah, well, doesn't he deserve better than you, dick?] I want something too.
[Reckless. Maybe this is what Matt feels like, when he jumps off of rooftops. Probably.
Well, whatever, he's going to try his hardest not to think about him tonight. He stands up too, sways a little because wow okay, he did a lot of drinking tonight.]
I'm so not good to drive. Let's make out in the backseat of someone's cab instead, that sounds less dangerous and more fun. [Reckless, again. He flashes a grin, punch-drunk and also just plain drunk, leaning slightly with his hand on the table to steady himself.] We'll pay the driver extra.
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There's an ache when Foggy admits what this is to him - why does it hurt to be with someone who only wants him as a distraction when he's treating that same someone as a distraction of his own? - but it's easy enough to hide away under the steadily building anticipation for the rest of the night. He laughs, clear and loud, when Foggy is so willing to just act like a dumb teenager with him on the ride home, and he organizes transport to the porter and back to Foggy's place while the poor dude catches himself with the table.
He leads Foggy outside (and he forgets to pay, so like, hopefully Foggy still had the wherewithal to think of that) and there's a cab already waiting for them by the curb. Odin slips into the backseat and Foggy follows on the otherside, and once the doors are shut and the windows are up, it feels isolating. No more loud background noise of the pub. No busy streets. Just them in the quiet and the dark.
Odin takes a breath. He's a touch too tipsy to manage is volume control, so when he speaks again, it's, uh. Loud. ]
I'm gonna make out with you until your dong is just super hard!
[ He straight up puts his hand on that dick. Just straight up. Right there, in the cab, as the driver clears their throat and focuses on the road. Just fuckin' squeezes that bulge through Foggy's clothes. What's up. ]
Like-- just, like-- hell yeah, I'm ready to master the unclimbable heights of the magnificent Odin Dark! Okay?! You ready, bro?!
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He does not forget to pay. Unfortunately Foggy just drunkenly leaves maybe half his money on the table, because drunk Foggy is either the worst at remembering to pay or the worst at remembering he's on a budget, there is no middle ground here, and he practically clings to Odin much of the time. He only breaks away to let him climb into the backseat, but then he clambers in after him.
Andโhokey that is a hand on his dick. Foggy chokes on a laugh. Bad Foggy. Stop laughing!]
Oh my godโyes, yes, you dork, I'm ready. I mean. [He grins a little, crooked and wicked.] Are you?
[Suave. He closes any remaining distance between them and just fucking. Plants a wet one, right there, on Odin's lips, slipping him some tongue too. Foggy Nelson: actually a damn good kisser, considering he's such a nerd most of the timeโhe kisses like he argues in a courtroom, like he wants to prove something, like he's hungry for it. He kisses like this might be the last thing he'll do and he wouldn't mind. He kisses hard, essentially, and when he breaks away his pupils are blown wide with lust and he's grinning.
Reckless.
He dives back in, and meanwhile one hand is just going to the seat of Odin's pants as soon as he can slip it under there. Oh, that's a nice butt, he's gonna squeeze it. You know. Test it out.
The poor fucking taxi driver up in the front is turning up the music now, because he's sure not paid enough for this.]