[Kyle is an Omega but he's pushy. Now that he has Corrigan alone, now that he knows he's desired, he's very much focused on doing what he wants. So his kisses grow bolder - he even nips at Corry's lower lip - and the hand on Corry's cock strokes with more confidence. He slows to just sort of familiarize himself with its shape, varying his touch to see what Corry seems to enjoy. He's exploring, essentially.]
[That's not really something Corry’s used to -- usually people let him take control in bed. Which is fine, of course, he's not complaining.
But Kyle's obvious curiosity, the way those big eyes search the Alpha’s face to see what touches he likes better -- it's new. It's nice. It makes Corry feel like he's more than another faceless hookup, which is sort of dangerous.
So he distracts himself by crawling onto the bed, putting a hand on Kyle's chest and pushing gently.] Lie back?
Still. Hurting you would be -- it'd feel extra shitty.
[Corry’s face twists a little, a flash of genuine old pain flickering through. Then he shakes it off, forces stony calm again.] That's -- not important. It's fine, I mean.
[Another one of those shrugs, albeit a little more stilted.] Short list, a lot of people real early. That classic damn thing where you get fucked over and get real cautious about getting close.
People aren't clichés, Corrigan. You are not a cliché.
[He touches Corry's cheek.]
I'm not like... gonna ask you to be my mate. I'm not dumb. But I'd love for you to feel comfortable talking to me about stuff. I won't use it against you.
[Oh, that's nice. Corry reaches out, arms going around Kyle and tugging him closer. He's still turned on, but not enough that things are uncomfortable.]
Some people are. It's easier to deal with that type of person. I'm not as sure what to do with the good ones.
I don't know. Do right by the good people, I guess.
[That gets an annoyed sort of huff, and Corry tugging and one of Kyle's curls.] I'm literally lying naked and talking about my feelings right now. That's pretty open.
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But Kyle's obvious curiosity, the way those big eyes search the Alpha’s face to see what touches he likes better -- it's new. It's nice. It makes Corry feel like he's more than another faceless hookup, which is sort of dangerous.
So he distracts himself by crawling onto the bed, putting a hand on Kyle's chest and pushing gently.] Lie back?
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[Kyle nods and flops onto the bed before scooting back and doing as asked.]
How come you still smell so amazing? I figured that was just a heat thing, but...
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Either it's my cologne or you're super horny. One of the two.
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[He kisses back, almost embarrassingly eager. His hands map the expanse of Corry's back with great interest.]
I don't think that's it. I think... I think I just won't ever forget how you smell. Like I'll be ninety in a care home and I'll still remember.
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Better be careful, saying sweet things like that. You'll make me want to stick around.
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[He props himself up on his elbows, looking at Corry curiously.]
I mean, I clearly wanted to see you again. Still do. I want to know all about you.
Why is that bad?
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[Corry sits back on his heels, absently smoothing a palm up and down Kyle's thigh, like it soothes him.]
Just new. And a little intimidating, like most new things.
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[He sits up a little more, genuinely shocked.]
Dude.
I won't hurt you.
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More likely I'll fuck up and hurt you.
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[He turns to lay on his side so he can look Corrigan in the face.]
Who hurt you before?
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[Corry’s face twists a little, a flash of genuine old pain flickering through. Then he shakes it off, forces stony calm again.] That's -- not important. It's fine, I mean.
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[Kyle reaches over and gently touches Corry's hair. He offers him a smile.]
Hey. No judgement.
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That classic damn thing where you get fucked over and get real cautious about getting close.
It's a cliche.
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[He touches Corry's cheek.]
I'm not like... gonna ask you to be my mate. I'm not dumb. But I'd love for you to feel comfortable talking to me about stuff. I won't use it against you.
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...I left home really young. Too young. I met someone who said he'd watch out for me. He'd take care of me.
He didn't. [Eyes still closed.] Later, he said he'd done me a favor, teaching me early that people couldn't be trusted.
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[He begins slowly petting his head.]
Not everyone is like that. But don't blame yourself for believing it, either.
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Some people are. It's easier to deal with that type of person. I'm not as sure what to do with the good ones.
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You don't have any friends, do you?
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[Corry shoots Kyle a glowering sort of frown.] Ouch. I have friends. They're mostly far away, but they exist.
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So you're lonely. [Just zoning in on that.] But you're scared to open up to people.
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[That gets an annoyed sort of huff, and Corry tugging and one of Kyle's curls.] I'm literally lying naked and talking about my feelings right now. That's pretty open.
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Yeah, but you're fucking me and I'm encouraging you every step of the way because I want to know you.
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I'm not actively fucking you yet. What else do you wanna know? I'm a sad old guy with trust issues. That's pretty much it.
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Well not this second, no. Smartass. But like... I wanna know everything. You can't tell me everything in one sitting, though, I know that.
You don't have to be so mean to yourself, dude.
Uhm. But, okay. I'll ask some questions. ...have you ever like... you've never like, bonded with someone?
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