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Jul. 21st, 2016 02:25 pm
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Hex was Drunk. He'd been drunk for all of yesterday and the day before. He'd called off sick to work, claiming he had picked up norovirus- not unheard of for a medic. That allowed him time to make himself well and truly ill. He had started with pints, then pints and shots, and today he was on vodka neat. Doubles, now. He didn't sip, he gulped them down, then sipped water to help stay hydrated. He hadn't been to the gym, had barely even eaten. All he wanted to do was to be blind drunk and not think of what a selfish, awful, evil man he had been making that wish.

He had hurt his best friend in the world, a man he loved truly and deeply. How could he be so selfish? How could he be so low? He questioned himself over and over and when the questions stopped the inner accusations began. You're evil. You're filth. You'll never have anything more than lovers and they don't even care about you.

"Another," he said to the bartender.

"One more, then you go home, mate," the man replied as he poured another double for Hex.

He picked up the glass and wated how the vodka licked up the edge and clung like syrup. Then he downed it all at once. In a moment of clarity, drunken as it may be, he wrote a text to Q, then promply deleted it. The man would be so disappointed in him and he couldn't take another mate thinking he was rubbish.

Date: 2016-07-31 07:48 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] kersen
That was awfully responsible of Hex, Kersen thought. Clearly more than he was being right now. But he did bite back the impulse to say that he might not actually have other days.

When he moved closer, Kersen's breath hitched a little. "We can... do whatever you're comfortable with."

Date: 2016-07-31 08:25 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] kersen
Kersen made a little sound of pleasure into the kiss. This was good. This was what he was accustomed to anyway, what he liked. Even though part of him had thrilled at the thought of someone actually domming him, which he hadn't done in... a very, very long time. Michael was dominant, forceful, and it was perfect. But Kersen knew that there were limits to what he enjoyed.

This seemed like the kind of obviously ill advised behavior - sex with a stranger, and not only that, but with a human who didn't know he was a vampire - that should go along with a possible death sentence. It seemed appropriate. Also, if Hex took control it made it easier for Kersen to resist biting him.

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