hisheartsdesire | [ic] Contact

I love you too, [ Dorian murmured, bringing himself closer to Toby, pulling himself closer to the vampire. And how he did. He adored Toby, body and soul. He knew they couldn't stay like this, close and together, just in this position with each man so close to the other forever...but they could damn well stay there as long as possible.

Looking over at Toby, Dorian leaned in and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips..which then proceeded to be a bit less gentle as Dorian's tongue attempted to force it's way between Toby's teeth. ]

[At this point, Toby is more than happy to accept any kiss from Dorian, gentle or otherwise. He shifts, lowering his knees and bringing a hand up behind Dorian's head to hold him close. His teeth part, his tongue moving to meet Dorian's, wrestling with it. He gives in to Dorian, gives himself up completely because Dorian wants him more than he wants himself, between his own feelings and Drew's abject hatred.

This hadn't been the best way to wake up, but it can be, now.]

[ Hey, sucking face totally makes up for waking up to the news that 'you know my murderous ex, yeah he's back in town.' Dorian knows that Toby's probably still struggling with headaches or whatever that bond Drew had vaguely described to him was. However...Dorian also knew that as cliche and maudlin as it sounded, he truly loved Toby. And that love brought him back to life and also kind of helped bring his portrait back to life so hey, maybe love can steamroller through this werewolf bullshit. Dorian doesn't know. But Dorian's certainly going to try.

After a moment or two, Dorian pulls away, still smiling at Toby ]

I love you so much that even if you turn into some bizarre werewolf vampire thing and get hair in strange places, I won't care. [ he's pure teasing as shown by the grin on his face (after all, Toby's not gonna turn into a bizarre werewolf vampire thing, right? Right). Dorian moves down the bed slightly, pulling back covers so Toby's bare chest is revealed. Leaning down, he starts to kiss it, working his way up Toby's stomach back towards his lips, speaking in between moments where he leans down to kiss the other man. ]

I'll just say [ kiss ] that this is my Toby [ another kiss ] and it's your loss if you can't see what a beautiful, wonderful, gorgeous man he is.

[When Dorian pulls away, Toby is left slightly breathless and longing, and he almost chases after him to just make out some more. His half-lidded eyes shine with lust and need when he glances at Dorian and focuses on his smile.

God, I had better not get hair in strange places. [He manages a laugh before gasping when Dorian pulls away the covers to expose him. His mind is filled with so much rage and hatred, hurt and bitterness, and Toby almost wants to cry but struggles to concentrate only on Dorian.

Dorian, who wants him. Dorian, who presses his soft lips against Toby's cool skin. Dorian, who owns him and adores him even though he's a monster. His breathing slows as Dorian trails kisses up his body, teasing his bare skin, slowly and deliberately arousing him. There are no words to express how much he loves and wants and needs Dorian now.]

Oh, Dorian... [He sighs, his hand goes to Dorian's hair and combs it through his fingers, following along with Dorian until he reaches Toby's lips again.]

[ When Dorian reaches Toby's lips, he kisses again, this time a bit more passionately, tongue once again working his way into Toby's mouth. Dorian steadies himself with both hands on the bed, holding himself up as he moves his body so he's on top of Toby's.

He continues making out with Toby, his Toby, his wonderful Toby who Dorian couldn't see any traces of monster in, no matter what Toby thought or believed. Even now, now that he shared something with Drew, something that Dorian should be a little jealous about, all he could see was his flawless Toby. ]

[It's only through their stupid bond that Toby now knows he and Drew have nothing. Absolutely nothing. Their feelings might bleed into each other and influence one another, but they share nothing at all. Perhaps there wasn't anything from the very beginning, and they'd only been fooling themselves into believing there was.

Toby kisses right back with equal fervour, allowing Dorian to have what he wants. His hands move to strip away Dorian's shirt, and Toby readies himself to lie back as Dorian hovers over him.]

[ Dorian lets Toby strip away his shirt as he leans down on the man, continuing to kiss him, tongue working its way through the man's mouth, Dorian just having a ball.

He presses himself down, closer to Toby, one hand moving from supporting himself to running his fingers through the other man's hair. ]

[Feeling tears welling up as he fights Drew's ire and indignation, Toby slides his eyes shut before moaning into Dorian's mouth. No, he won't let go of Dorian, he won't let himself get swept in the flood of Drew's feelings, he has to hold on... And so, he turns to his senses because through them, he should know what's real, here and now.

The crisp fabric of Dorian's shirt as he tugs it away. Dorian's tongue, probing and tasting him in a passionate kiss. The hand that lovingly combs its fingers through his hair.

A tear or two or three escape, softly rolling down Toby's face, and he worries that Dorian might think he doesn't want this. So his hands go to Dorian's back and pull him closer as they lie down, and his thighs splay so Dorian can settle against him.]

[ Dorian helps slither out of his shirt as Toby tugs it away, still running his fingers through Toby's hair as they kiss more and more passionately, as Dorian lets Toby pull himself closer to the other man. He can't help but notice the tears and is honestly confused for a moment. What? Was something wrong? Was it that werewolf thing? Dorian's so wrapped up in Toby, so dead-set on doing whatever it takes to make Toby happy, that he'd be willing to stop if the vampire wanted him to.

So Toby pulling him closer is definitely not stopping.

The hand that isn't in Toby's hair moves down to Toby's thigh, rubbing and squeezing it. But Dorian...he just doesn't know what to do with his face. Well, kissing, yeah, he's got that, but what the hell should he do with his eyes? He alternates between looking into Toby's eyes and closing them for a moment or two. Those tears threw him off his game more than he wanted to admit and, for once in his life, Dorian doesn't really know what he should do about this. ]

[Sensing Dorian's hesitation, Toby opens his eyes and just...]

I'm sorry, I...

[Pulling his hands away, wipes the tears from his face. Despite telling himself not to, he sniffles; then, feeling ashamed for destroying the mood, he slips away from Dorian, unable to face him.]

I know. I know, I've ruined everything... [He seethes.] This... stupid bond.

[Then he hides his face in his hands, wanting to disappear.]

This isn't your fault, [ Dorian says, as if it's obvious. No, right now, Dorian's blaming himself for this, blaming himself for not knowing what to do. Christ, he helped make Toby cry.

He's not the worst boyfriend ever but Dorian's kind of feeling that way right now. ]

You didn't choose that bond. You didn't choose for Drew to attack you. So please stop blaming yourself for something that you didn't choose.

[ no, in Dorian's mind, none of this was Toby's fault. It just 110% was all Drew. ]

If there's not a way to get rid of it, I'll adjust to this eventually. We both will.

[No, he didn't choose this, didn't ask for it any more than he'd asked to become a vampire. But if only he had trusted Dorian, if only he'd been more patient and enduring until he could have an explanation... then none of this would've happened. While Drew hates having anything to do with Toby to begin with, Toby doesn't feel nearly as bitter about everything that happened since the start. No, he knows exactly where he'd made his fatal mistakes; he just didn't know how irreparable the damage was.

This really is the worst way to have woken up. A pack bond ringing between his ears, another one of Dorian's exes, and a hurt-comfort moment gone terribly wrong.]

I hope so. Sooner rather than later...

[It's going to be a terribly long evening.]

[ it's just a massive pit of self-loathing with these two because god, this is all his fault. Granted, he couldn't change the fact that Toby was killed (and is still PRETTY PISSY ABOUT THAT, thanks werewolf), but the only reason Toby went to Drew in the first place was because Dorian was boneheaded enough to let Kaplan kiss him and boneheaded enough not to tell Toby what happened moments after it happened.

Dorian moved himself so that he was laying next to Toby, as one hand still idly continued to play with the vampires hair. ]

If you want, I can try to look into some solutions. I know there are some people here with magic, maybe they could help? I wouldn't tell them specifics of course, but if there's...I don't know, something just to dull that bond, it might be worth it.

[ because he wants to fix this. He wants his Toby back. ]

[The feel of Dorian's hand mussing Toby's hair slowly gets him to relax, and so he wipes his face some more. It looks tear-smeared and puffy-eyed when he finally turns to look at Dorian, but he's putting a considerable amount of effort into not appearing miserable, with only a questionable degree of success.]

Possibly. After all, there are all different kinds of powers from different worlds... Do you think there might be anyone else with a... I don't know, a similar bond thing, someone who might have advice on dealing with it?

[Because some part of Toby still wants to work things out with Drew, is even willing to wait things out before trying to contact him again to reconcile. But it'd obviously be a bad idea to mention this to Dorian.]

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Maybe? [ he doesn't know. It's so obvious that Dorian doesn't know, but he can't help but hope and pray that someone out there who isn't Drew knows a thing or two about stupid werewolf bonds. He'd do anything just to make Toby happy again. ]

I'll ask around. I know a bizarre amount of the supernatural community here, one of them has to know something.

And you are nothing if not persistent. [Said with a small and endearing smile.

He gives Dorian a quick kiss.]

Maybe I should ask around, too.

[There. He's mentioned it without going into specifics. Dorian doesn't have to know!

...but he might suspect. Or maybe he won't. Toby isn't sure.]

[ Dorian can't help but smile at that kiss as he snuggles up against Toby. ]

Why not! With two of us working the scene, we're sure to find something, right?

[ Right. Hopefully. God how he hopes that's right. ]

[Stupid pack bond be damned, Toby is going to at least get cozy with Dorian. It might've killed the mood earlier, but no amount of fury is going to stop this from happening.]

We've got to be able to. [He caresses Dorian's face, brushes his thumb back and forth on Dorian's bottom lip.] Being with you makes me feel I can do anything, that we can do anything.

[After all that's happened, his Dorian Gray really has been and always will be there for him.]

[ He's got this. Just ignore Toby's werewolf nonsense, and just focus on Toby. Be with him, be close to him, provide him the support that he undoubtedly needs because Dorian can only imagine what poor Toby's going through right now.

It's his turn to give Toby a light kiss, smile still on Dorian's face. ]

Careful! Some people might think that's a bit hasty, [ said as he teased. ] Because doing anything involves a lot of possibilities, [ and here, one of his hands slides down Toby's side before lightly pinching Toby's butt. Dorian's small smile has turned a little bit wicked now. ] Especially in the bed.

[ He fucked up like five minutes ago. Let him try and make it up to Toby, alright? ]

[At first, Toby wears a soft and rather fond smile that only broadens when Dorian kisses him. Then, Dorian's hand moves down his side, almost tickling him, and Toby jolts closer to Dorian at that light pinch.]

Ah—! [His grin turns sly and playful, and he chuckles a little as he regards Dorian.]

Well, seeing as we're both in bed, I certainly have plenty of those possibilities in mind!

[He slips a hand down Dorian's side, and it isn't long before both hands work to open and remove Dorian's pants.]

[ Dorian can't help but laugh a little at Toby's little jolt, obviously enjoying the moment. That grin still stays on his face as Toby goes towards his pants. In contrast, Dorian leans in a bit, kissing Toby again, but this time it's a deeper kiss, a kiss with more force and more tongue, a 'we're totally gonna have wake-up sex' sort of kiss, not the light one of a few seconds ago. ]

[As things start getting heated once again, Toby could feel an outpouring of resentment and decides to channel his feelings into aggressive initiative. He relishes in the force and drive of Dorian's kiss, allows it to invade him whilst eagerly freeing Dorian from his trousers. As soon as he does, Toby gradually slides them to Dorian's knees with a series of small tugs. Then he brushes the outside of Dorian's thigh, giving it a massaging little squeeze before reaching to grope Dorian's ass.]

[ Well, then!

Dorian can't help but raise his eyebrows in a surprised, wonderful shock as Toby grabs his ass. He gives Toby another little pinch as he continues to forcefully kiss Toby, maneuvering himself so that once again, he's on top of the other man. ]

[At the feel of that pinch, Toby lets out a muffled yelp that turns into a moan against Dorian's mouth. His hands glide up Dorian's sides, his thighs part, and he lifts both his knees to form a crook where Dorian could settle. Then his hands are at Dorian's back, gently massaging at it as he pulls Dorian closer.]

[ Dorian settles into the space Toby makes easily, like a puzzle piece clicking into place. He lets Toby pull him closer as the hand that pinched Toby resumes stroking. His other hand goes right back to Toby's hair, tousling it lightly. ]

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bug me if he's not shirtless and I'll edit the tag right away. c:

like he should be wearing anything at all xD shirtless is good; anything else, they can remove later

aw yeeeeeeeeah

but dorian was wearing clothes, right? i would think he might've been, lmk if i need to edit, haha

he would, yup!

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