The whispers in Vaughn’s head didn’t say anything for once. Was he too intoxicated, or did they have nothing to say? Either way, he welcomed the mental silence with delight. His vision felt fuzzy from the vodka, and a lazy smile made its way onto his lips. “I wouldn’t stop you if you decided to do so.”
Kaz's smirk faltered for a moment before coming back with a vengeance. He was definitely drunk now, and even though he didn't think he would get this far with the flirting he took it as a victory. "Just give the word and I'm yours for the night," he rumbled, leaning forward so he was almost at the end of the counter
//just kids already
*kiss
but making kids would work too
^cimpletely forgets that they are two men^
(just kids????)
(oh my god lmao)
(Lmaooo)
Vaughn smiled devilishly now as he looked up at Kaz, shifting positions in his chair slightly before taking a drink. “Come on over, then, little demon,” He said, a slight slur in his tone. He was obviously very intoxicated at the moment.
(oH)
(I love the fact that Vaughn calls him little demon for some reason)
Kaz grinned, hopping off the counter and sliding into Vaughn's lap. He looked up at him, the faintest hint of violet coloring the grey in his eyes. "Whaddya want, love?" he purred, subconsciously licking his lips
(Lmao ye)
Vaughn looked at Kaz, eyes clouded heavily with lust. “Quiet,” he suddenly hissed in a sharp tone. A moment later, though, he suddenly put his hand on the back of Kaz’s neck, bringing his face towards his own to press their lips together. Vaughn’s lips were soft, but he kissed Kaz in a rough manner.
Kaz couldn't help but let out a small whine, pressing into the kiss heavily. Vaughn's lips felt good against his chapped and bitten ones, and he wriggled a little in Vaughn's lap. His hands moved to wrap around the other man's neck
Vaughn’s hands went to Kaz’s hips, gripping tightly. His head tilted as he kissed deeply, groaning slightly when Kaz shifted in his lap. He nipped at Kaz’s lower lip as he kissed, movements still rough.
He made a small groan before shoving his tongue into Vaughn's mouth, movements clumsy from the alcohol as he circled his hips a little and shut his eyes
(See, now I’m wondering if there’s a point where we should take this to PM if we want to continue lmaooo)
Vaughn moved his tongue with Kaz’s, the lustfull feeling continuing to build in his mind. But he broke away, only to bring his lips to Kaz’s throat, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin.
(aaand that's probably gonna be soon lmao)
Kaz groaned, tilting his head back so Vaughn could do what he wanted with him. God, getting drunk with Vaughn had to be the best idea he'd had in months
//you can if you want
I’m just going to ignore it :P
(hey in my defense you were one of the ones yelling for them to kiss already lmao)
//I said they should do it I did not say I was going to watch them do it lmao
(lol)
(Lmaoo, I mean there are other people who use this RP and I don’t know how old they are or if they wanna see all that. I mean like hell yeah, I’ll do whatever weird shit (if you saw what was done in the pm with Mark then you know @shin))
(yes I saw the pm lol. so I mean if you wanna continue in pm and do a time skip here I'm cool with that)
(Yeah we should probably do that. Don’t wanna scar the youngins)
(ye)
(Time skipping to the morning after, will not be on much today because of exams RIP. But I just finished my scripture exam and that didn’t take me long so now I have an hour to kill. She made us write an essay on what we thought about a certain topic in the class, so, mejust being a bitch toward her, wrote about the differences between our beliefs on lgbtq+ stuff. Lmaooo shes going to fail me)
Vaughn shifted in his cot, groaning from a killer hangover. He sat up against his elbow, but he couldnt sit up to far, as something was partly on top of him. He looked down, noticing Kaz, and his eyes widened. A jolt of panic ran through him when he also noticed that neither of them were wearing any clothes as well. Fuck, what the hell happened yesterday?
(dude yes lol)
Kaz groaned a little, rolling over so he was on top of Vaughn. He blinked, squinting at something that looked vaguely like a person. He rubbed at his eyes and almost had a panic attack at the sight of someone beneath him. Who the hell? How drunk was I yesterday? he wondered before he realized he was lying on top of Vaughn. His eyes went wide, and he froze. Oh. Oh shit
Vaughn noticed that Kaz was awake, and he immediately sat up, rubbing at his face with his hands. “Can’t fucking believe this,” he muttered to himself as his head throbbed sharply from a hangover. He couldn’t grasp what he had been thinking at the time. Hell, he could barely remember what happened when they actually did do it, just bits and pieces.
Kaz flopped over on the bed next to him as Vaughn sat up. There was faint light streaming through the windows, and it just made his headache that much worse. He rubbed at his eyes, trying to somehow help the headache go away. What the hell had happened? How had-oh. He glanced down at himself and felt immediate shame and panic set in. Flashes of the night before were starting to make their way through his brain, and he grimaced
Vaughn gave a slight curse and reached down, grabbing a towel from a small, neatly folded pile that was beside his bed. He got up, wrapping it around his waist. He muttered something about getting a shower before going into the bathroom and shutting the door behind him. He turned the water so it was burning hot and got in. He grimaced at the heat, but didn’t turn it down. He took a deep, shuddering breath, running a hand through his hair as he did so. What the hell did I just do?
Kaz scowled down at himself. God, he was an idiot. He went and ruined whatever relationship he had with Vaughn before they had known each other a week. He reached down, grabbing his boxers off of the floor and slipping them on before finding a sink and toweling himself off. He walked around the mini mart, picking up the loose articles of clothing that had been flung onto the floor. He set Vaughn's in a neat pile on the cot before digging a cigarette out of his jacket. He walked outside, leaning against the building before taking a puff of the cigarette
Vaughn picked up a wash rag, pouring a bit of soap onto it before scrubbing at his skin in a rough matter. There was nothing wrong with Kaz, absolutely nothing. He just felt dirty, and disgusted with himself. He hadn’t done anything like that in a long time, got drunk and hooked up with someone, and he hated himself for it. What a terrible first impression he thought. After he was finished washing his body and hair clean, his skin felt raw and it stung slightly. But the pain took his mind off of the right before. Though he couldn’t get the image, or sound, of Kaz moaning out of his mind, no matter how hard he tried. He got out of the shower and stepped out of the bathroom, towel around his waist again. He looked at his folded clothes with a scowl before grabbed one of his nicer sets of clothes and slipping those on.