(No, he actually liked it, but it has been a long time since he has kissed someone he's actually wanted to kiss like that. He also didn't like to test his luck with guys. Some paranoid part of him still wondered if he had kissed Jake less if Jake would have felt less overwhelmed by the whole being with a dude thing.
Dirk knew he was a whole Situation. It would be pointless to pretend to deny it. He might not know down to a psychological diagnosis what's wrong with him, but one would have to be an absolute idiot to miss the glaring red flags of his personality type. He wished he could write it off as being moody and upset about being alone his whole life, but it went deeper than that. It wasn't something he could exclusively blame on a bad childhood.
Savage, on the other hand, seemed...Secure. In a way that Dirk couldn't quite define yet but he was already more comfortable with Savage than he had ever been with Jake. Not that that was a particularly high bar to get over, but it's his only point of real comparison.)
Good thing I love playing with fire then.
(If his eyes were visible right now, he would totally be winking.
Dirk lets himself be lifted. He's not deadweight, though, not quite used to playing completely submissive no matter how much he liked the idea of it. He watches Savage curiously.)
Oh, hello. Okay. (That's not where he thought this was going. He has a split-second moment of wondering what the fuck he actually agreed to before realizing he was down for whatever Savage was about to do.)
What the fuck- (Okay. Okay. He was literally being hauled off, apparently.)
Is this a preview of our evening together? 'Cause I gotta say, I've made so many interactive porno games that involved tentacles that I have a few ideas.
(Okay. A place. Where.)
Dude, you've been here longer than me. You pick. I'll oblige. The only place I really know is my pad and that's not ready for guests yet.
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Indifferent.
(No, he actually liked it, but it has been a long time since he has kissed someone he's actually wanted to kiss like that. He also didn't like to test his luck with guys. Some paranoid part of him still wondered if he had kissed Jake less if Jake would have felt less overwhelmed by the whole being with a dude thing.
Dirk knew he was a whole Situation. It would be pointless to pretend to deny it. He might not know down to a psychological diagnosis what's wrong with him, but one would have to be an absolute idiot to miss the glaring red flags of his personality type. He wished he could write it off as being moody and upset about being alone his whole life, but it went deeper than that. It wasn't something he could exclusively blame on a bad childhood.
Savage, on the other hand, seemed...Secure. In a way that Dirk couldn't quite define yet but he was already more comfortable with Savage than he had ever been with Jake. Not that that was a particularly high bar to get over, but it's his only point of real comparison.)
Good thing I love playing with fire then.
(If his eyes were visible right now, he would totally be winking.
Dirk lets himself be lifted. He's not deadweight, though, not quite used to playing completely submissive no matter how much he liked the idea of it. He watches Savage curiously.)
Oh, hello. Okay. (That's not where he thought this was going. He has a split-second moment of wondering what the fuck he actually agreed to before realizing he was down for whatever Savage was about to do.)
What the fuck- (Okay. Okay. He was literally being hauled off, apparently.)
Is this a preview of our evening together? 'Cause I gotta say, I've made so many interactive porno games that involved tentacles that I have a few ideas.
(Okay. A place. Where.)
Dude, you've been here longer than me. You pick. I'll oblige. The only place I really know is my pad and that's not ready for guests yet.