Uh oh. . .
Damien was not expecting the other boy's kiss, at all. He had thought that when the other boy had asked him about someone caring about him, he meant it as a friend. Never in a million years would Damien have thought that any of Issac's flirting or teasing had meant anything, he had just figured that that was Isaac's nature and that none of it was real. He hadn't thought that the date, or the dinner, whatever it was called would ever mean anything to the other boy, yet it seemed as if it had, and much more than Damien had thought. When the other boy pulled away and tried to apologize, Damien stammered trying to think of something wise or profound, or even just the right thing to say, but still sort of being in a daze, all he could think of was, "That was nice. . ." And he didn't really say it loud for the other boy to hear. Mainly because he had just realized that Isaac - pretty much the guy of his dreams, besides the serial killer part of him- had just kissed him, and he began to panic.
Yeaaaaaaaaah…
He had heard Damien say something, he just didn’t quite know what the other boy had said. His face flushed, his cheeks were burning, and his heart was racing way faster than he would’ve wanted it too. He felt chills down his spine, his body tensing up as he turned back to face Damien again. For some odd reason he didn’t know, he wanted to kiss the other boy again…
And so he did.
This time though, one hand of his reached behind the other boy’s neck and pulling Damien towards him as he pressed his lips firmly against the other boy’s while he closed his eyes. He felt his other—his free hand—move to hold Damien’s hand, gently holding it in his own rather warm and soft hand.
Damien began to shake a little bit, getting more and more tense. When he felt Isaac moving closer to him, as if he wanted to kiss him again, then when he did Damien started to freak out. Oh my god. . .why is he kissing me again? His cheeks flushed turning a dark shade of red, and continued to shake a little more. But for some reason when Isaac held him, he calmed down, and he let Isaac hold his hand. He squeezed the boy's hand gently, trying to let him know that he was okay, and that he had somewhat calmed down. Damien leaned into Isaac's somewhat embrace, and moved his hand up to the boy's hair, running his free hand through it gently.
When Damien ran his hand through his hair, Isaac felt a jolt of warmth from it and started to internally panic. He, though, kept himself relatively calm and started to pushing Damien down somewhat onto the cushion of the couch. It wasn’t long before Isaac had attempted to do something quite dumb and potentially daring. He attempted to let his tongue slip through between the other’s lips, as if asking if they could perhaps make out…
Brenn didn't exactly realize that he had been shifted from a sitting position to now being underneath the other man. Well, he didn't realize it initially, but once Issac sort of hinted at something else, was when he realized and began to panic, with his free hand he tried to push the other man up and off of him, but he wasn't trying too hard to get his attention. In a weird way, Damien was almost, sort of okay with it, but he wasn't going to let Isaac know that, to him, this seemed a bit like a game, and he was going to have fun with it. He giggled softly into the kiss, his hands now moving around Isaacs's waist.
((Sh-Should we do a time skip…? I have a feeling if I write anything more it’s not gonna be very family friendly anymore XD))
((We probably should, I was kind of hoping you would say that at this point))
((Should I start it or would you prefer too?))
((Uhmmm…you can start I suppose?))
(Oh dear lord, you must think that I am the worst at responding, I am so sorry. But I must admit, I have no clue as to how to start))
((Oh lord, I completely forgot about this. Uhm… I’ll start it again, hold on—))
He was being somewhat unconscious and for some reason, Isaac was fine with being in such a state with Damien. His eyes slowly open up after a bit only to find that he was asleep on his side, facing the other boy. His eyes widened at first but then quickly narrowed down as his lips curled up into a small smile. His dominant hand reached forward to cup the other boy’s cheek, rubbing it gently with his thumb.
His eyes gazed downwards in thought… he didn’t really remember what happened earlier. All he remembered was that he felt and was feeling great.
Damien woke was sort of awake at that point, his eyes just closed for the moment. but when he felt the other boy carress his cheek, his eyes opening slightly. He looked up at the other man, a slight grin appearing on his face. He moved a little closer to ther other man, as he realized and remembered all that had gone on before. Oh dear. . . He thought to himself, sitting up a little bit, "H-hey Isaac. . ."
“Hi…” Isaac returned as his smile grew wider and brighter. He yawned softly before sitting up to realize that his clothes were on the floor beside him. Wait… does that mean— he looked down at himself and then blushed immediately. Even the murderer couldn’t get past the fact that he had just… done something like that with someone like his mind and heart said was… right.
“Uhm… well then…”
Damien nodded a little bit, sort of acknowledging that the other man knew. He was sort of surprised at himself, he had never really done anything like this before with anyone, he had normally avoided relationships with others, so this was extremely out of character for him. "Uh huh. .. " He mumbled, inching away from the other boy. He had enjoyed it, but, he had no clue how he would ever admit it, or how he could ever let the other man know that he really did like him.
((oof, lowkey I seriously miss this rp…I know this is dumb, but I'm bored, and also extremely dumb))
((I meeeeeeeean—))
With a small sigh, Isaac buried his face in Damien’s shoulder again. “I don’t wanna let go…” he said with a shaking tone. “I know that I’ll be jailed someday for my crimes… but I don’t want to leave you…” through his sudden tears, he managed to say those words. Trying to calm his fears, the man hugged Damien a bit tighter. “I’m scared…”
(OOf XD))
"I-Isaac, I know you don't want to hear this, b-but you sort of brought this onto yourself. I know that you." He paused, looking down at the other, "Do you get a high or something from doing what you do?" He asked quietly, running a hand through the other's soft hair. "Maybe they have the wrong person, maybe they won't find you. I just hope that you'll stop with this, maybe if you stop, they'll stop looking and then you'll be safe. And if that's not enough, stop doing this for me, please?" Damien asked, gently kissing Isaac's head, "I know that what you've done isn't right, but I don't want to see you get hurt."
Isaac had considered his options a bit before nodding gently. “F-Fine… I’ll stop… but you have to promise me something Damien,” he looked up at Damien before averting his eyes again. “Y-You’ll have to stop me if I start acting weird again, alright? Y-You’re the only one who can save me from myself…”
"Fine. Now, what're you going to do with all that money you collected? It's going to look so suspicious to just put so much money in the bank all at once, Isaac." The man said as he climbed out of the bed, reaching for his clothes, "And well, the investigators will probably be looking for something, anything that looks the slight bit off. And I'll be right back." He said as he began to head over to the bathroom. He wasn't the most comfortable about getting dressed in front of the other. Once he reentered the room he sat down at the edge of the bed, looking at the man. "What can we even do to fix this mess…"
Hearing those kinds of words from Damien wasn’t what he’d wanted to hear but… the reality had to hit him at some point. It hurt less when Damien was the one who tried to correct him. “N-Nothing…” he finally answered after a long pause. “There’s nothing I can do to revive those I’ve killed… there’s nothing I can do to take these sins off of my back,” he said, looking down at himself.
"Okay, how can we move forward though? Look, I know that what you did is wrong, but I don't want that to define you as a person, fuck, I really sound like a life coach or something. Okay, we just need to maybe try to be better people? He moved over to where Isaac was seated and gently squeezed his hand, "I don't know how to help Isaac, I think that much is obvious, but I want this to not be a part of your life anymore? I don't know, am I even making sense?"
Closing his eyes again, Isaac had let out another sigh. “Alright… I’ll see what I can do,” the boy said softly, trying his best not to cry then and there. “W-We have to head back to class, no?” He asked again, keeping his voice down as if he seemed scared.
"I only had two classes today, and I sort of talked my way out of them." He felt bad, he just wanted to hug Isaac and make all the bad things go away, for the Isaac he had imagined and daydreamed about come back. The one who was strong and bold, not the one who turned out to be a serial killer. But oddly enough, knowing that information about the man didn't stop Dami's attraction to the man, which scared him a little bit. I just slept with a serial killer…Oh my god.
“Alright,” he said before inhaling and slowly letting go. “I’ll be heading outside for a bit. I need to buy dinner,” he said, putting his clothes back on. “You wanna come along?” He asked with a small brow. It was weird… and surprising to him, that he had opened up his heart to someone like Damien. But… he didn’t really care if it made any sense. He loved the other boy. For whatever reason. He loved him.
"I guess, I don't mind going out for a little bit." I just slept with a serial killer, am I going to hell for that? He was freaking out at this point but hiding it pretty well. He wanted to spend time with this man, after all he loved Isaac, but well, was it bad to love someone like that? Okay, cool it, you should be fine, just try to calm down.
Isaac had smiled and went to take Damien’s hand. “Let’s go then, we’re wasting time!” He said with much excitement.
