OTA

[prince_of_nymphs]

 The hardest part was keeping the lies straight.

"I thought you were only having one of your eyes done?"

"I did, the other I had done abroad- It was a spur of the moment choice..."

"Your so pale now..."

"The medication, it doesn't sit well with me."

"You're so thin!"

"No appetite. It'll get better though, I'm sure."

He'd anticipated that though. He'd known he'd need to lie and fib left and right, until people just accepted he could see again- And that perhaps he was still a touch unwell. What he hadn't anticipated, however, was the resentment that many of his old friends seemed to  suddenly feel towards him. It was one thing when Fin was a rising star- But pitiable because of his disability. Now, however... Now he was already receiving television and film offers left and right, and that... That apparently upset a few people.

He'd been leaving one of his favourite coffee shops when he nearly walked right into Phil. A man he'd worked with many times in small productions. A good actor, but older- Perhaps past his prime in the eyes of many.

"Oh! Phil, how brilliant to see you," Fin had smiled, offering his hand, and looking puzzled when it wasn't taken.

"Brilliant is it?" Phil replied, raising a brow and ignoring the offered hand. "So posh sounding these days, Fin. I don't remember you being posh- Not when you were sleeping on the streets, begging for parts. ...Wouldn't know you were dragged up in Manchester with that posh voice you put on."

Fin's smile faded slightly, and he forced an uncomfortable laugh. "Bad habit, I suppose," he said awkwardly.

"Not a habit," Phil assured him. "Just as fake as the rest of you, that's all."

Fin's smile faded completely then, aware that people were staring now. "Right," he said awkwardly. "Well, I should... I should be off."

Phil smiled then, a vicious smile. "I suppose so. That casting couch wont get warmed without you. ...Catch something, have you?" he added, looking Fin over with a sneer. "Should be a bit more cautious, Fin. ...Or is it Finlay now?"

Fin didn't answer that, he simply turned away trying to hide the embarrassment he felt as he started walking and brushed off a young woman who tried to stop him for a selfie.

Comments

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Just being wanted," Fin said honestly. "Really wanted- Not just a bed warmer, but genuinely desired."

[just_hex]

"I can't imagine anyone not desiring you. Wanting to know you. Wanting to know every bit of you," Hex replied, his voice soft and low.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"You're really sweet, Hex. Trust me, it's not common," Fin laughed.

[just_hex]

"But you're riveting. I know for blokes like me it's all about the size of the cock and the shape of the arse. The guys I meet in clubs it's meant to be anonymous. But you don't do that. And even if I met you in a club I'd want to stay. I wouldn't shag you and go. I couldn't," he said, showing the terribly romantic streak he had in him for someone who was a relative player.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"That's probably more to do with us being friends," Fin pointed out gently.

[just_hex]

"Couldn't let you go from the moment I met you, Fin," Hex pointed out.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Looking bashful once more, Fin ducked his head and smiled softly. "I feel the same," he assured Hex. "I mean- Can't imagine us not being like this. Such good mates. ...Better than mates even."

[just_hex]

Hex met Fin's eyes for a long moment and he actually, for once, stopped to think things through.

"It...would it be completely odd if I kissed you again?" he asked, instead of just going for it.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin hesitated, but not because he didn't want to kiss Hex. Quite the opposite, actually. No, Fin was simply unsure that he should kiss Hex when he knew Hex was such a romantic- Because for him, this wasn't about romance. He loved Hex, but only as a friend. This, whatever was happening here, wasn't romance to him- It was lust.

"I don't think it would be odd," he promised. "I'd like that very much, actually. ...So long as you understand that- I am in love with Willy. Truly. I love you as well though, Hex. You're one of the best friends I've ever had."

[just_hex]

"I know you love Willy," he said. "There's no mistake about that. And you really are one of me best mates. Ever. You're solid, Fin."

The next video began playing and it was about cock rings- another funny one with lots of bleeps and flags- and Hex leaned in to Kiss Fin, gently pushing him down into the pillow.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin fell back against the pillow with grace, slim and icy fingers framing Hex's face as he returned the kiss easily.

[just_hex]

Hex's body was toned and firm, all muscle, little fat. He laid beside Fin rather than on him, but he did sling his leg over the man to keep him close.

"You're so cold," he said softly between kisses.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Sorry," Fin apologized, squirming lightly and arching against him gently. "I don't ever really 'warm up' I'm afraid."

[just_hex]

"It's alright. It's interesting," Hex said, kissing him again, then kissing his way down his neck. "You smell...different. In fact, all I smell is your shampoo."

Hex breathed him in, right against his neck and all he could smell was soap.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Part of the change," Fin replied. "I don't have a scent any more- I've been told by some that it's a bit unsettling."

[just_hex]

"It's a bit odd...but it's alright," he replied, kissing over to Fin's throat and then up under his chin before finding his lips again. "Do you know how long I've wanted to do this?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"As long as I have, I hope, Fin murmured, his fingers splayed out over Hex's spine as he savoured the taste of him on his lips.

[just_hex]

Blood rushed to his cock so fast it almost made him dizzy. He kissed Fin deeply, tongue slipping in to slide against the other man's cold tongue. It was vaguely unsettling but Hex couldn't put his finger on why and so he ignored it.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"You feel so solid and warm," Fin murmured between kisses. "It's lovely, to be honest."

[just_hex]

At hearing that, he rose up and peeled off his shirt. His body was toned and tanned, every muscle well defined.

"Touch me, then," he said, and got close again so Fin could explore as he liked.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin hesitated, then did just that, his fingers roaming over warm skin. He was slow and curious, enjoying the novelty of this moment- He had never thought they'd do this. Not ever.

[just_hex]

As much as Hex enjoyed control and discipline, he was well set to just snog Fin like this forever. If he could get a little friction he might even come in his jeans which would be lovely. He began to rut against Fin slowly, kissing him everywhere he could get to skin.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin let out a small sound of pleasure, bucking up to meet him, then laughing softly, slightly embarrassed.

"I feel a touch guilty enjoying this so much," he confessed quietly.

[just_hex]

"If you want to stop, I will," Hex said. "But I wish you wouldn't. I want you like mad..."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"No, I don't want to stop," Fin assured him. "I don't really- I promise. I just- Well, this is all so innocent... Not that I'm sure you don't do innocent things all the time, I'm not meaning to imply that you- You know- That you're always wearing leather or keeping people n cages," he added quickly, fumbling over his words and looking bashful again.

"I'll shut up. Sorry," he laughed again.