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WASHINGTON. ([personal profile] protocol) wrote2021-10-16 12:49 pm
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placeholder content up here until rocket gets his shit together

expect nsfw.
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[personal profile] notscary 2023-07-10 09:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ there hasn't been a moment spared to contemplate why he's reacting like he does, driven on carnal desire, answering to physical calls, mental and emotional certainly weighing in. Eddie doesn't overthink, goes with what feels right in the moment. all of these texts? pictures sent and received. it's made him throb, releases happening, even if with a timetable set by someone else. giving authority over his own body to another person, it's not a concept he's ever considered before, but fuck if it's not doing a lot for him.

he whines out a groan when he reads that first text, hand having stilled at the base of his cock, waiting with no real patience. he's driven by a desire he doesn't have the words to describe, thumb rubbing idly along his shaft, muscles of his belly tensing and flinching. body feeling betrayed by the sudden loss of friction, but it feels worth it when he gets a whole new series of sentences.

it's like he can hear being told he's a good boy for this guy, whispered in his ear, voice unknown but with a tone of approval and admiration. there's a whimper, need splitting down his cock, balls aching in his boxers. it can't be helped, he has to push his jeans further down, groaning as air hits more of his lower half. he's kneeling now, reading, humming with need. holy fuck, how is he not better prepared with lube and one of those toys, ass adding its lack of sensation to the mix.

so, he reads, reads again, and again, committing most of it to memory, stroking slightly, the words he craves the most finally coming in. ]
Fuck.

[ the device is dropped right down between his legs, falling into his pants, and he spits in his free hand, slicking his fingers up, reaching around and teasing his hole. it's never going to be enough, he knows that, but he starts to jerk his cock harder, pushing a finger inside of himself with a groan of pain, bearing through it to feel any thickness in his ass. it's not much of a fingerfuck. it's true that he's not incredibly experienced, that lube is essential for him at this stage in his sexual exploration. it makes him moan harder though, hand furiously jacking himself off.

he comes, hard, streams of it shooting up over his shirt, some getting in his hair, finger stilling and resting where it is as he lets his orgasm ride out. his head tilts, forehead resting on the wall of the stall, swallowing hard, breathing out, shaking from the experience.

dirty as fuck really, jerking off so aggressively in the public bathroom at one of his places of employment. he's made a hot mess, too, come all over himself, coating his fingers, a bit sliding down his neck. he curses under his breath, settling back down, taking a couple of minutes to just rest.

his hand dips down to get his device with the hand he'd been fingering himself with, standing and tugging his jeans up. he's absolutely going to be dick out, covered in some come in the time it takes to get some paper-towels. he spots himself in the floor length mirror though, and that's when he decides that that is when he'll take a picture.

it's a mirror selfie, jeans still open, tip of his cock peeking out above the line of his boxers. another playful wink, and he straight up does shoot the universal sign for rock, devil horns with one hand, the one that's clearly coated in come. streak of sticky mess in some of his curls, lines of it along his shirt, dab on his throat. he sends it off, slipping his device into his pocket, setting to clean up with paper-towels and water. the best he can, anyway. nothing's going to get the smell of his own jizz out of his clothes and hair other than a damn shower.

seems like Eddie's had a much better time, a brighter day, with all of those delightfully received texts. once he's finished cleaning up, he types again. ]


Thanks.
:)

And for the record, yes, I do want you to fuck me all night.
Keep me filled up.
Get every little fantasy I might have outta me.
It's a damn good reward.
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[personal profile] notscary 2023-07-12 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ some people have post nut clarity, eddie usually has even more inclination toward teasing and humor at his disposal, creeping back up once he's not so stifled and pent up. ]

:)
Well I'm shit at this, so I guess more volume is what it'll have to be.

You really wanna see proof of me having my mouth used and covered in loads and loads of come? Not that I'm questioning how serious you are. I just know it'd be a hell of a lot more fun to have you fuck my face.


[ his determination will become more desperate in the next few days, after he keeps failing to find this guy. it'll probably take a physical nudge to get him really moving and grooving, though he isn't imagining what could happen as he's leaving himself so vulnerable, eager interest exposed and right there to snatch up.

he continues to storm in with answers, falling in deeper and pushing back when his cock is aching, or when his brain does that thing where he doesn't think a sentence fully through before he types it and hits send. he just wants, aware of how much he's already said yes to, wanting to earn the reward of finding this fucking dude. ]


I mean either way
Don't remember the last time I came that hard.


[ so even if whatever he may get to have with sir takes more time to receive, what he's been doing up until now? sleazy blowjobs and selfies taken by those he's serviced, snapping photos of his own cock and come. asking, begging and eager to get permission to come? twisting his body up and down on those dildos. it's all doing a lot for him, more than maybe it rightfully should be able to, and he'll keep leaning in.

for now he's going to dip out of jolene's, go home, take a damn shower. ]
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[personal profile] notscary 2023-07-14 09:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ eddie's starting to think that this guy's main kink is slamming right back into getting someone hard again asap after they've come. because that is, of course, what happens as his path takes him back to his house. it's becoming quite a routine, strain in his jeans mostly from how sensitive his cock is after he'd furiously jerked off. there's no version of ache that's going to stop him from thinking about having that cock, seared into his mind at this point after looking at that single picture so many times, filling up his ass. ]

Yeah. No problem at all doing that.

[ shit though, this question takes him back to their first series of texts. when he'd cockily made some very vague, basic guesses to how he might be able to sniff him out. his instincts have been off, clearly, and he rolls his eyes at this man stating the goddamn fucking obvious.

but.

he wants to answer, taking a couple of minutes to contemplate. ]


Oh, I don't know. Fucking clearly.
Maybe someone who's body language screams that they just love long walks on the beach?

Or maybe pina coladas?
Getting caught in the rain?


[ expecting everyone to be familiar with all of the songs he knows, silly goose. he doesn't cease typing though, knowing the answers are cheeky, that they're not what's been asked for, so the dots are still poppin' as he types. ]

Someone who's alone. There before the show starts. Giving me plenty of time to make these guesses. Probably hot. Physically looks strong. Quiet. Unassuming.

That's probably why I'm shitty at this. I get distracted easy.


[ by louder, fellow boisterous people. ]
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[personal profile] notscary 2023-07-14 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ distractions really have led to his delay in finding this man sooner, but there’s always so much activity at jolene’s once the bar opens for the night. it’s frustrating, but the time that’s elapsed is also giving him room to make better guesses at what to look for, perhaps.

he’s positively tickled when his teasing with lyrics is reciprocated. so this guy has a good sense of humor too, he thinks. hopes. he’s a few seconds from continuing along that line a bit more until those next texts roll in to right him right back onto consistently being turned on by this man.

his stomach feels like it tumbles and rolls in place at his second instinct to that question. his first being, of course he won’t miss it. why would he? the reason for his mouth and throat being used though, it sends a shiver coursing up his spine.

well, fuck. not only is he imagining what it will be like to have fingers wrapped up in his hair to push his head down, his mouth full of the cock he’s been pining over (not at all embarrassing, really, nope), but now his arousal is being fueled by a desire to want to continue having this person somehow lay claim over him. super dangerous probably, but at this point he’s learned that brutal honesty works in his favor here, so.

first though, he shoots his shot from one angle. where’s the harm? he’s expects it to be ignored or to get a no, but that won’t stop him from making a request. ]


I could probably use a clue. :)

I’ll miss your reaction to the aftermath of them fucking my throat.


[ plus side to this: guess who’s awkwardly learning the all important skill of deepthroating this week? thanks, sir. ]

Are you gonna miss getting those pictures?
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[personal profile] notscary 2023-07-14 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ if only you'd give in and meet him face to face. eddie generally dumps info on people about his life pretty quickly once there's a rapport built up, but he hasn't had the opportunity to say that he's an outcast at home and the vast majority of any sexual experiences he had there were with women too old for him at the bar he and his band played at. one doesn't exactly expend a lot of energy on trying to seriously flirt or woo one's peers when the vast majority of them think you're a freak.

anyway. his inexperience hasn't stopped him from doing what he's wanted to, yet. he even answers questions about it honestly, when prompted. then again, he's only verbalized it of his own accord to one guy in town, the first guy he'd ever been with.

he frowns a little at that. eddie always touts his own creativity though, humming under his breath when he reads the last response. so this will keep up then, and he's really only letting men who aren't this guy use his mouth at the command of this fuckin' guy. so, that's about as far as the desire to keep doing that goes. ]


Well, I'd rather suck your cock anyway, so. Good.

So this earning it. You mean like a one off sort of deal or something more long term, that you want me to do to earn it? I mean I'm already doing so much as it is.
[ he really is okay, it's not even meant to be a smartass remark, just brashly stated. ]

Maybe I could tell you exactly what I want you to do to me when I finally pick you out of the crowd.

[ he's always into a lot of dirty talk, after all. it's a pretty specific offer, bound to be overly detailed with run-on sentences and maybe stumbling ideas with how this man's already made him feel so vulnerable. but, he suggests it to see what reply he gets. ]