Start with your shirt -- unbutton it a bit, lean forward and let it fall open. Don't overthink it, baby, and don't be scared.
I'm not going to laugh at you. [Corry is a lot of things, but deliberately malicious isn't one of them. He can sense Junpei's wariness, his skittishness like a wild creature. It's making him...surprisingly gentle and patient.]
[ Telling Junpei not to overthink something is a very tall order. Even as he’s trying to follow the directions his mind is agonizing if he’s doing this correctly. Did he pop too many buttons? Too few? His chest isn’t really much to look at anyway, just as untoned as the rest of his skinny nerd body.
When he snaps the picture to send over to Corry he has an anxious look on his face, but hey there is one little cute nipple visible as he leans in. Considering he’s the kind of guy who wears a shirt to the beach that’s impressive in itself. ]
[The anxiety is actually sort of charming, if only because it's such a stark contrast to the bitchy, snarky boy from less than an hour before. It shows that Junpei's eager to please, in spite of the attitude, and lord knows Corrigan can work with that.
In reply, he sends a skillfully framed photo -- he's pretty darn good at sexy pictures by now -- of his loose, soft grey sweatpants, which perfectly accentuate the fact that a) he's hard and b) he's huge.
Kinda sucks that the arrogant smug bastard actually does have a big impressive dick.]
[ Oh, Junpei is certainly impressed. He stares at the picture for a long time, swallowing hard. Something like that ... how would someone even take it?
But he also most definitely wants to TRY.
His next picture he takes lying down, shirt now totally unbuttoned and displaying the full expanse of his slight body. His skin is pale, but not unblemished; there are a few healing bruises here and there.
His pajama bottoms are now down past his slim hips, little wisps of dark hairs visible as well as the root of his cock. It's not a huge one, but it matches his size fairly well, and it's clear from the slight rise in the fabric below that he's also aroused.
His expression is still shy, cheeks dusted with pink, but it's clear he's becoming bolder. ]
[Corry’s not just being complimentary to get in Junpei's pants either -- he genuinely likes how slight and breakable he is, how the shyness and desire are visibly colliding in his expression. He does not care for those bruises, though, and he will be addressing that later.
But for now he sends one last photo, sweatpants shoved down and out of the way, the heavy, thick length of his cock encircled by one big hand. He's easily above average, girthy and cut and still only half-hard. If this doesn't scare Junpei away, nothing will.]
See? This is all for you, baby, if you still want it. Tell me you do and I'll meet you anywhere.
Ask me nicely and I might have to fuck that pretty mouth in the back of my car.
Meet me at the park. The one by the library. I'll be there in 15 minutes.
[ What is he doing? What is he DOING?
But, body trembling, he throws on a hoodie and some jeans and walks to the park. Every step he feels like he should turn back. This is crazy. This is dumb.
But exciting. Being spoken to like that? Being flirted with? Being treated as something desirable? He's starving for it.
And so there he'll be, hands in his pockets, standing by a huge, ancient tree near the parking area and trying not to faint. ]
[Corrigan says this as he walks up, hands in his pockets -- the same grey sweatpants, matched with a casual sweatshirt, loose and comfortable. He'd been dressed to the nines that night at the club, looking like some sort of millionaire playboy, between sipping gin and tonics and breaking up with his very pretty blonde girlfriend.
Now he just kind of looks like...a guy. An older guy, maybe someone's dad or professor. His hair is fluffier, no product in it, and his smile is slow and easy. He pauses in front of Junpei, reaches out to hook his finger into the belt loop of the young man’s jeans and tug him gently forward.]
I could be some sort of kidnapper or pervert or something.
[ When Corry appears all of Junpei's nerves reach a fever pitch. He's instantly averting his eyes as he's pulled closer, all the sass from earlier gone and leaving an anxious, socially awkward teenager behind. The more casual way Corrigan is dressed doesn't lessen the reality that he's getting attention from a guy - a very attractive older guy.
Were he allowing his brain to have the floor as he normally does, removed from how good it feels to be wanted in some way, he'd question exactly what it is Corrigan is actually getting from this situation. But right now his loneliness and his long repressed sexual desires are in control, and he just wants more of this man's attention. He reaches up to push the hood of his hoodie down a little, trying not to stumble over his words. ]
Ah ... I guess ... but ... it's not like I'm some helpless kid. I'm not just going to let you do whatever you want.
No? [Corrigan’s other hand comes up, finding the gap between Junpei's sweatshirt and jeans and settling there, his skin warm and smooth, thumb stroking over the tiny sliver of bare skin he's revealed.] Who's going to stop me? You met me alone in a park. I'm guessing you didn't tell anyone where you were going or who you were meeting.
[The words themselves are a bit threatening, but Corry delivers them in a calm, almost gentle tone. His expression has a strange, sad softness to it, hidden between the desire and amusement.] You're reckless with yourself. It's dangerous.
[But he'll spend a long time glowering at his closet. Fashion is not really his thing, but he doesn't want to look like Corry picked him up off the street out of pity. He does his best. At the restaurant he sort of hovers outside because he's about fifteen minutes early.]
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Date: 2022-09-03 04:13 am (UTC)for @kyley_b
Date: 2022-09-03 04:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-09-03 04:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-09-03 06:38 am (UTC)Maybe in the car.
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Date: 2022-09-03 11:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-09-03 12:34 pm (UTC)does that mean you'll give me a lift home?
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Date: 2022-09-03 02:04 pm (UTC)I'm not going to laugh at you. [Corry is a lot of things, but deliberately malicious isn't one of them. He can sense Junpei's wariness, his skittishness like a wild creature. It's making him...surprisingly gentle and patient.]
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Date: 2022-09-03 02:06 pm (UTC)If you're letting me come on your face I will at least have the decency to drive you home, Kyle.
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Date: 2022-09-03 03:36 pm (UTC)When he snaps the picture to send over to Corry he has an anxious look on his face, but hey there is one little cute nipple visible as he leans in. Considering he’s the kind of guy who wears a shirt to the beach that’s impressive in itself. ]
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Date: 2022-09-03 03:58 pm (UTC)ok good.
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Date: 2022-09-03 05:23 pm (UTC)Do you need me to pick you up too?
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Date: 2022-09-03 05:28 pm (UTC)In reply, he sends a skillfully framed photo -- he's pretty darn good at sexy pictures by now -- of his loose, soft grey sweatpants, which perfectly accentuate the fact that a) he's hard and b) he's huge.
Kinda sucks that the arrogant smug bastard actually does have a big impressive dick.]
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Date: 2022-09-03 05:54 pm (UTC)nah i can meet you wherever it is unless you've picked some out of the way place.
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Date: 2022-09-03 06:44 pm (UTC)But he also most definitely wants to TRY.
His next picture he takes lying down, shirt now totally unbuttoned and displaying the full expanse of his slight body. His skin is pale, but not unblemished; there are a few healing bruises here and there.
His pajama bottoms are now down past his slim hips, little wisps of dark hairs visible as well as the root of his cock. It's not a huge one, but it matches his size fairly well, and it's clear from the slight rise in the fabric below that he's also aroused.
His expression is still shy, cheeks dusted with pink, but it's clear he's becoming bolder. ]
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Date: 2022-09-03 07:05 pm (UTC)Like what, Dennys? IHOP?
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Date: 2022-09-03 07:12 pm (UTC)[Corry’s not just being complimentary to get in Junpei's pants either -- he genuinely likes how slight and breakable he is, how the shyness and desire are visibly colliding in his expression. He does not care for those bruises, though, and he will be addressing that later.
But for now he sends one last photo, sweatpants shoved down and out of the way, the heavy, thick length of his cock encircled by one big hand. He's easily above average, girthy and cut and still only half-hard. If this doesn't scare Junpei away, nothing will.]
See? This is all for you, baby, if you still want it. Tell me you do and I'll meet you anywhere.
Ask me nicely and I might have to fuck that pretty mouth in the back of my car.
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Date: 2022-09-03 07:13 pm (UTC)well i don't know! ugh just tell me where.
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Date: 2022-09-03 07:55 pm (UTC)[ What is he doing? What is he DOING?
But, body trembling, he throws on a hoodie and some jeans and walks to the park. Every step he feels like he should turn back. This is crazy. This is dumb.
But exciting. Being spoken to like that? Being flirted with? Being treated as something desirable? He's starving for it.
And so there he'll be, hands in his pockets, standing by a huge, ancient tree near the parking area and trying not to faint. ]
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Date: 2022-09-03 08:11 pm (UTC)Kyle, if you desperately want to suck me off in the parking lot of a Dennys, we might need to have a serious conversation.
[But he does send directions to a very pricey, highly rated brunch place.]
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Date: 2022-09-03 08:15 pm (UTC)[Corrigan says this as he walks up, hands in his pockets -- the same grey sweatpants, matched with a casual sweatshirt, loose and comfortable. He'd been dressed to the nines that night at the club, looking like some sort of millionaire playboy, between sipping gin and tonics and breaking up with his very pretty blonde girlfriend.
Now he just kind of looks like...a guy. An older guy, maybe someone's dad or professor. His hair is fluffier, no product in it, and his smile is slow and easy. He pauses in front of Junpei, reaches out to hook his finger into the belt loop of the young man’s jeans and tug him gently forward.]
I could be some sort of kidnapper or pervert or something.
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Date: 2022-09-03 08:21 pm (UTC)i hate you so fucking much.
[Oh goodness. He better change into a nicer shirt before he heads out...]
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Date: 2022-09-03 08:28 pm (UTC)Were he allowing his brain to have the floor as he normally does, removed from how good it feels to be wanted in some way, he'd question exactly what it is Corrigan is actually getting from this situation. But right now his loneliness and his long repressed sexual desires are in control, and he just wants more of this man's attention. He reaches up to push the hood of his hoodie down a little, trying not to stumble over his words. ]
Ah ... I guess ... but ... it's not like I'm some helpless kid. I'm not just going to let you do whatever you want.
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Date: 2022-09-03 08:34 pm (UTC)I'm aware 😘 Don't wear a tie, you'll look like you're trying too hard. I'll see you at 10.
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Date: 2022-09-03 08:38 pm (UTC)[The words themselves are a bit threatening, but Corry delivers them in a calm, almost gentle tone. His expression has a strange, sad softness to it, hidden between the desire and amusement.] You're reckless with yourself. It's dangerous.
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Date: 2022-09-03 08:53 pm (UTC)i wouldn't wear a tie!
[But he'll spend a long time glowering at his closet. Fashion is not really his thing, but he doesn't want to look like Corry picked him up off the street out of pity. He does his best. At the restaurant he sort of hovers outside because he's about fifteen minutes early.]