For One Evening(Madison, Open)

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((This thread is open to all in the co-ed dorms! Come eat food!! Please!))

"How's the fit?" Oriel inquired of his new toy, after having fastened the cool steel device in place. He slowly stood to meet the other boy eye to eye then placed a kiss upon his lips. Oriel's kisses were of all sorts, soft and tender, passionate and forceful, but regardless of their form, they all marked their target the with the same possessive tag. "Mine," they undeniably said.

"Get dressed," he instructed his property. "I'm making food. You're going to eat it, and possibly act like a relatively normal person for the duration of the night. Got it?" Oriel pat Madison on the chest with a ornery grin hiding his more wicked one.

Oriel stepped out of his room and returned to tending the stovetop. The boy was broke, after his trip to the mall and spending his last few dimes on some....athletic...clothes. No, he was not thinking of joining the dance team, how ridiculous. But he might check them out, which required some level of comfortable attire....

Anyway, since Oriel had no more money to waste on his prized danishes or junk food from the cafeteria, Oriel was resigned to cook at at the dorm. And since he didn't know how to cook in small portions and hated eating leftovers, why not feed the roommates and other dormmates. Ok, maybe not all of them, just his friends or whoever decided to show up. And besides, it was a good social "training" exercise for Madison. The guy still liked to lock himself up in his room for hours on end.

Oriel opened the door to their dorm room to allow the aroma of food to waft out into the hallway and hopefully attract a person or two before going back to the giant pot and removing the lid to give the "mystery" stew a taste.

It was....Ok. Not bad. It tasted of nostalgia. Of New York.

Oriel smiled.

[Penelope Lopez]

((OOC: I didn't know if you meant for me to post now, or wait for Bre, so if you want me to remove it, lemme know!))


She could smell the scent of food from far away, and her stomach was growling loudly by now. She didn't mind not having to cook today, and by the smell of this food, it was probably going to be a lot better than whatever she was going to scramble together. She had already given Oriel the toy she had promised, and was actually curious as to if he had had the time to use it yet. And yes, she wondered who the lucky man was as well.

She walked down the hall, actually wearing something suitable for once. Well, at least more than usual. She wore black, skin tight jeans, black high heeled boots and a white tank top. (That actually didn't show off as much as she normally would. Besides the fact that it was skin tight of course.) Her hair hung loose down her shoulders and her back, as she hadn't bothered doing anything special with it. She felt lazy with her looks for once, though it suited her more as it looked a lot more mature.

She knocked on the open door before entering, holding up a bottle of white wine. She scanned the room and sent Oriel a bright smile. ''Hey there, Shaggy.'', she called out cheerfully. ''It smells delicious, and I hope you don't mind, but I brought you something from my private collection.'', she said and gave him the bottle of white wine. It was one of her favorites and fit with most kinds of food and snacks. ''It smells delicious.'', she nodded towards where the smell came from and ruffled Oriel's hair playfully.

[Madison Bane]

“It’s kinda cold,” Mads admitted, glancing down at himself before glancing back up at Oriel, “I like it.” Anything sadistic he liked. But everything here was new. He liked kissing Oriel, liked the things they did together, liked the way it made him feel. It didn’t bother him that Oriel just saw it was a way to pass the time, Madison would probably agree.

“Sure whatever,” Madison replied, keeping the new device on before searching for his clothes in Oriel’s room. If Oriel wanted to cook for him, Madison wasn’t going to complain. He pulled his white t-shirt on over his head, shaking out his hair. Act normal? What the fuck? How was he supposed to do that when he had this contraption on?

Madison had no idea what was going on, what Oriel had planned, so he walked into the common room with his grey sweatpants practically falling off of him, running his hands through his hair. He wondered when fucking around with Oriel was going to get old.

“What is that? Diarrhea soup?” His eyes landed on Oriel briefly before looking at the girl in the room. “You invited the resident whore?” He asked, his eyes trailing down her arms. “Makes sense, I’m sure she’ll take whatever she can get. Impressive,” he said, snatching the bottle himself, “you actually managed to sneak this stuff in here.” Usually the armed guards at the front weren’t so lenient, but the whore probably had her ways.

The whore. Yes, it would be a nice addition to his story. Madison wasn’t planning on making himself useful, or socializing. He set the bottle down on the counter and cast Oriel a smirk before going to sit on the couch, picking up one of his beloved comics in order to calm himself down.

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Oriel thought Madison would like it, that's why he lit up so brightly like the Rockefeller Christmas tree surrounded by trumpeting angels and whatnot. Just imagining how the other boy felt wearing it(not physically, because ouch) contributed to a part of Oriel's stomach tickles(a small amount). The rest of the tickling was from knowing that this...thing that Madison would be wearing through dinner was basically like an invisible tag, a hidden collar which marked and claimed Oriel's property as his own to do with and command as he saw fit.

The idea was electrifying.

Oriel smirked and held down a chuckle at Madison struggling to keep his pants on. Honestly, Oriel thought they looked better on the floor, but that would've called too much attention(aside from being decently inappropriate).

"The best kind. Shat in it myself. Been working on perfecting that aroma for over a month." He started to stick his tongue out at Madison like he always did when he wanted to play-banter, but then Penelope walked in with a bottle of what looked to be wine. Oriel retracted the tongue like a snake and balled up his cheeks into a smile. "Lo-Pee!" Oriel teased her with the ridiculous nickname as he went up to meet her and got his head shagged as a result. Oriel returned the favor by wrapping his arms around her head and burying her face in his man-chest while Madison swiped the bottle and greeted her with a few less-than-polite words.

With Penelope's face buried in his chest, Oriel caught the smirk from Madison and returned it with an eyebrow waggle before he finally released her. "Mads, I told you to be nice," he said with a roll of the eyes, then turned back to Penelope. "Pen, this is my roommate, Madison. Mads, this is Penelope. And she's a friend, not a whore." Oriel spoke like it was such a bother and chore to be introducing the two of them to each other. Like he wasn't actually really excited to be doing so.

Continuing on, and looking towards the door to see if anybody else would wander in, Oriel moved back to the kitchenette and started pulling dish-ware from the cabinets. "Well, it's all ready if you want some." Then over to the boy on the couch. "Mads, I ain't bringin' it to you like a damn servant to a king. Get up and grab a bowl."

[Penelope Lopez]

She looked at the less polite boy in the room with narrowed eyes. ''Oh, hi there Picklehead.'', she started but then Oriel pressed her face against his chest and the bottle of wine was taken off of her hands. Whatever she had said after that, came out muffled and unhearable. She took a deep breath as Oriel released her and stumbled backwards before glaring towards this 'Madison dude'. Wasn't that normally a girl's name? And in all honesty, she didn't mind being called a whore.

She followed Oriel to the kitchen and looked at whatever the heck he was making. It smelled good, but it looked... She smiled and helped him get the dishes from the cabinet.

She didn't bother to look at the stuck up boy sitting in the couch like some idiot. ''Hey, why don't you get of your high and mighty ass and help us over here, Picklehead?'', she asked and opened the bottle of wine. She had brought the wine in hopes of getting Oriel drunk. She was curious as to how he acted when he was.

''Did you enjoy the...toy?'', she whispered to Oriel with a playful smirk on her lips.

[Madison Bane]

Madison laughed to himself, “Are you going to eat it too? You’re so disgusting.” But he had said the words almost affectionately. The soup didn’t really smell bad, it just looked like diarrhea, but Madison didn’t have time to make the distinction.

“You tell me a lot of things,” Madison said in a bored tone of voice. He gave her another look and shrugged. “She can be both,” and that was the nicest Madison was going to be. The boy with bed head hair didn’t look up from his reading material. “I don’t want your shit soup,” he said. Maybe Oriel was out of money, but he wasn’t, and McDicks was calling his name. He didn’t bother gracing the whore with a response.

“Oh trust me,” Madison said from his spot, “he’s still enjoying it.” Maybe she couldn’t tell through his sweatpants, not that he expected her to be looking there and was actually repulsed by the thought of her doing so, but Oriel had put it on, and he would have to take if off. “I hope you cleaned it before you borrowed it to him,” Mads added, putting two and two together on his own.

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Even if Penelope hadn't cleaned it, Oriel did. He had to look that one up, home remedies for sterilizing stainless-steel. Boiling did a pretty good job, which he did, but they also recommended submerging it in alcohol then lighting it on fire. Watching it flare up was really entertaining.

But that was beside the point, as soon as those words were out of her mouth Oriel scowled. Why did she have to bring it up? She was going to ruin everything! Even worse, Madison overheard the question and that asinine dick-fucker just couldn't keep his mouth shut, which honestly, Oriel should've expected. But really, the game was a lot more fun if only Oriel and Madison knew. And now they had to include Penelope? Not that he didn't like her and definitely not that he was ashamed or embarrassed. It was just....god, Oriel couldn't even place the exact reason why he was so irritated with her right now. More so than he was with Madison.

Lucky for Penelope, she wouldn't be the one subjected to Oriel's wrath.

Oriel served Penelope a few ladles in a large bowl and managed a weak smile. Though he wasn't doing a very good job hiding the ire in his eyes. Then, with a sharp gaze at the trash lounging on the couch, Oriel pursed his lips together as he prepared another pipping hot bowl of his mystery stew. "I'm sure she did. And even if not, I took care of it myself." His voice was as cold as a winter's freezing rain. Oriel calmly walked over to the couch and stood in front of his plaything. Then he stepped on Madison's crotch.

Not hard, mind you. Oriel didn't need to, not with that thing on, though he was sure Madison was just twisted enough to actually enjoy it. Oriel leaned in and held the bowl out with one hand, spoon in the other. "Now listen up, because it seems you have a hearing problem. You're eating the sewage, and going to be somewhat pleasant. If not, then I'm giving Penelope and anyone else who comes through that door the grand tour of our little condo here, starting with somebody's room."

[Penelope Lopez]

Of course she had cleaned it. What kind of filthy person did he think she was? She always cleaned her toys. She scoffed and rolled her eyes, not even finding it worth her time to reply. She also ignored Oriel's scowl. This was between them, and not her. If he hadn't wanted her to say anything, he should have warned her, or told his plaything to stop eavesdropping. She didn't really care what they did in private, and seeing how droll Oriel's plaything actually was; she cared even less.

She took the bowl and returned the weak smile before walking a few feat away from the lovebirds. She quickly emptied her glass of wine. She tasted the... Whatever was in the bowl in silence. It didn't taste all that bad. She was surprised. She glanced at the two boys on the couch with a faint smirk on her lips. She enjoyed watching Oriel try putting the ass-face in place. It was satisfying. Though, she wouldn't mind seeing Mads' room. Somehow, she knew it would be a entertaining experience. Besides, anything that would embarrass him or pickle his nerves, she was all for. Oriel wouldn't have to ask her twice.

But for now, she decided to let them settle it on their own and keep her mouth shut. She'd rather not be in the line of fire as two lovers fought. That was not the kind of drama she wished to be in on.

[Madison Bane]

Alcohol and flare ups? Hmm, perhaps they should try that again together later. “That’s good,” Madison said, obviously uninterested either way. He lived in a messy state, as Oriel knew, and really the cleaning comment had just been something to say, not something he was concerned over.

Glancing up at Oriel with a smirk, Madison cringed as Oriel put pressure on his private areas. God it hurt so much – it was amazing. Madison was biting his lower lip, finally settling the comic down on his lap. “I don’t think you would,” he challenged, taking the soup in his hands, “you’re embarrassed about the state of my room.” That, and Madison wouldn’t really care. What he did care about, was pleasing Oriel, but it would come at a cost.

“It’ll look the same going down as it will coming out,” he pointed out pleasantly, not bothering to use the spoon as he ate directly from the bowl. It wasn’t half bad, but he was still getting a cheeseburger later.

[Kodah Pierce]

"Ugh, Mondays." Kodah mumbled, rolling out of bed. Despite the late afternoon sun, Kodah's room remained dim. He had hung some makeshift covers over the window and despite leaving it open whenever he smoked the room still smelt of nicotine and sex. He could of sworn he had gone to bed with someone last night but he had woken up alone. He hated sleeping alone but there seemed to be enough girls in Hammel to keep him company. Thankfully it was summer vacation which meant no school but soon enough it would pick up back again and he'd have to get up a regular time.

He grimaced at the thought. He hated schedules, he did whatever he wanted whenever he pleased. Life at Hammel was very different than New York, however. After opening the window and lighting a cigarette, Kodah took a few shots of Vodka that he had left over in his room. While he continued to smoke, he grabbed some clothes out of his dresser; skinny jeans with various holes in them, his black Dead Kennedy's t-shirt, a black bandana to hang out of his back pocket and his favorite leather jacket. One of the patches of the jacket needed to be resown and a few of the spikes were hanging off but Kodah liked the messiness. After assembling his outfit Kodah took one last drag from his cigarette then flicked the bud out of the window.

He took a few more drinks, finishing the vodka bottle. He tossed the bottle to an unseen corner of the room, grabbed his ratty messenger bag and left his room. Unsure of where to go he began heading towards Oriel's room. When in doubt, Oriel could always find something fun to do. The two had been incredibly close since Kodah had arrived and they had talked about a lot of things, although Kodah kept his love life a mystery. He hadn't told Oriel about Penelope or Lux and was thrown off guard when he walked into Oriel's common room to see Penelope keeping him company. There was another guy there, who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen, but he wasn't important to Kodah.

"Ya having a little tea party without me?" He said, leaning in the doorway. His words were slightly slurred and his breath already reeked of alcohol and cigarettes. He took a seat next to Penelope, putting his arm around her and kissing her on the cheek. "Ha, smells like New York food. Did you make this, Oriel?" He took a spoonful of Penelope's bowl. "I didn't know you and Pen knew each other... And who the fuck is this kid?" He asked, nodding towards Madison.

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While Madison might not have been serious about cleaning the device, Oriel knew better, at least, of how important it was to sanitize that kind of stuff. After all, he didn't want his toy to get a horrible infection, right?

And while it wasn't a bluff, Madison did have a point, It was all Oriel could do to stand the state of Madison's room. He still couldn't understand how anyone could live in that state by choice. But considering Madison's last reaction to Oriel invading the older boy's privacy, Oriel had good reason to think he wouldn't want other people rifling through his stuff.

In any case, that threat was already moot, as Madison had obediently taken the bowl and sampled the food. Oriel's mood was instantly salvaged and he twisted his lips into his signature creepy grin as he tried to suppress that tickle in his cockles. Good boy, he thought.

The exchange ended just short of the sound of yet another familiar voice coming from the doorway, and Oriel stepped down from Madison's crotch with an enthusiastically exclaimed "Kohah!!" He'd hoped his old New York friend would come, lured by the smell of home.

He was so terribly excited and about to rush up and noogie the other boy, but was stopped in his tracks when Kodah slid up next to Penelope and kissed her. While it was only a kiss on the cheek, Oriel recognized that slide and kiss move of Kodah's. He felt his face grow cold and hoped to god or whoever was up there that his face hadn't paled too. Somehow he managed to maintain his smile and somewhat of his poise enough to make it to the table and pour himself a glass of the wine Penelope brought. "Yeah, we're kinda on the dance team together," he lied as he poured two more, sliding one to Kodah and one to Penelope, sending her a very stern look. "I, uh, didn't know you twoknew each other," he said darting his eyes between the couple. Oriel pulled back and poured one more glass for Madison and carted it over to the dude on the couch. "This thing here is Madison, my roommate. He's a regular asshole, don't believe a word he says."

While he was doing a great job keeping it together(acting 101, aww yeah!), Oriel was hoping to whatever was holy that Penelope would keep her mouth shut and just take a hint and not mention how they really knew each other.

This could be a regular disaster otherwise.

[Penelope Lopez]

She didn't pay much attention to what happened around her, until a familiar voice came from somewhere behind her. Oriel's face lit up as Kodah arrived. She had no idea that these two knew eachother, though it didn't surprise her much at all. Now, this could be fun. For Penelope at least.

What caught her off guard was how Kodah sat down next to her, put his arm around her and kissed her. As if they had been some sort of couple. She raised her eyebrow at him, but seeing as his breath smelled of alcohol, she didn't think too much of it. She'd let this one pass. ''Hi there, drunko.'', she said with a smirk as they boy ate of her...Whatever was in the bowl.

She enjoyed how Oriel's face grew colder by Kodah's touch and she couldn't help but letting out a small chuckle. Oh, dear. This could be so much fun. As Oriel started telling Kodah how they knew eachother, which was a fat lie, Penelope started smacking her tongue, clearly amused. ''Thank you, dance partner.'', she said as Oriel handed her a glass of wine, clearly putting a lot of weight on 'dance partner'.

Penelope had to admit, she was curious as to why Oriel wouldn't want to share the truth, but she also knew she was better off keeping her mouth shut, so she did. For now. (As if.) ''Oh, you know. Dancing.'', she said with a smirk on her face as she replied to Oriel's question as to how she knew Kodah.

She put her hand on Kodah's thigh and tilted her head as she looked back at Oriel. Her obvious smirk had not yet faded and it was clear that she was enjoying every second of whatever was going on.

[Madison Bane]

Madison’s eyes trailed over the new person who came into the room. Fascinating, this world people liked to put themselves into. “What’s up bitchtits?” He asked pleasantly enough. What? Oriel asked him to be nice, he didn’t say how he had to do it. Madison smirked to himself as he watched everyone interact. Hmmm, this story needed a little more pizzazz. It’d be more interesting the drunker everyone was.

“Didn’t the whore bring wine? Why aren’t we drinking it?” But nobody seemed to be paying him any attention. Lured by the smell of home? What, did they live in the sewer? As soon as Oriel was distracted, Madison had let his bowl of soup settle on his lap protectively. Madison smirked as he saw Oriel’s face drop, bitchtits sidling up to the whore and making Oriel obviously jealous. His eyebrows went up slightly. “Dance team? How adorable,” he said, leaning back into the couch, tickled pink at this, what had bitchtits called it? A pinic? Whatever.

He took the glass offered to him and set it to his lips, watching Oriel intently. “Yup,” Madison said, taking a sip of the wine and letting out a satisfied sigh, “Oriel knows all about my asshole, and by the way you were talking, it was a little better than regular.” Oriel also didn’t say anything about not sharing their little encounters. He glanced over at Penelope. “This wine is delicious.” He glanced at whatever his name was and back to Oriel. “You two have a lot in common, terrible taste in women, dancing, terrible sense in smell, bad haircuts, the list could go on.”

[Calliope Gallo]

Eventually the smell filtered its way down the hall and towards other rooms, though not quite enough to find it's way through the doors. Callie wouldn't have caught it all, were it not for the fact that she was heading out. She stopped and turned, looking in the direction she thought it was coming from where she saw an opened door. That made sense, right?

She was curious enough to step off and check it out, anyway.

"Hey, did somebody burn something? Because I-" Callie started, peering through the open door and stopping at the sight of so many people. Who, for the most part, seemed to be eating whatever it was she could smell. "Oh," Not burnt, then? Wow, that was an awkward way to lead. "I mean, sorry. I could just smell something and didn't know what it was." Evidently, it was food. It was a little worse when she realised she didn't know anyone-

That was a lie. She noticed Penelope as soon as she took the time to look at everyone's faces. So she raised a hand and offered a wave with a smile, "Hey. I'm guessing you guys are going with an open door policy-type thing?"

[Kodah Pierce]

The moment Madison opened his mouth Kodah wanted to send his fist flying towards his face, too bad he wasn't wearing any rings that day."Hey, watch yer mouth ya little shit. I'll fuck you up". Kodah's threats were never empty and his lack of self control often led him into fights. He looked at Madison, sizing him up. Kodah had fought (and won) against kids three times bigger than Madison and he was twice as drunk then as he was now. He removed his jacket, displaying various scars and his biceps that were almost disproportionate to his recovering malnourished body. When he had first arrived at Hammel his body was emaciated and lacking the nutrition he had needed. After a few weeks of eating properly he had gained most of his normal weight back, giving him more energy and strength than he had ever had before.

"Man, that's what happens when you live in a cushy boarding school for too long," Kodah joked, "Ya become a dancing little fairy. Dude, I didn't know ya danced." It was common knowledge that Penelope was on the team, but Oriel? It puzzled Kodah but due to his half drunken state he didn't dwell on the thought. Prompted by Penelope's hand on his thigh, Kodah gave her a look filled with lust and simple sincerity. He enjoyed Penelope's presence, she was fun to be around and always had some scheme brewing in her mind.

"Did you not listen to me the first time?" Kodah asked Madison. The more Madison talked the more Kodah wanted to hurt him. There were some people that had a direct line to Kodah's temper and Madison was becoming one of those people. "Watch. Your. Fucking. Mouth." If Penelope's hand wasn't still on his thigh he would have reached over and attacked Madison, but he didn't want to pull away from her touch. “Oriel knows all about my asshole, and by the way you were talking, it was a little better than regular.”" Kodah make a disgusted face, "What the hell is wrong with you?" he asked bitterly, his mood darkening. "What's that suppose to mean?" For a moment things seemed to click in his drunken mind as he looked from Oriel's nervous expression to Penelope's sly smile but he didn't connect the thoughts. "Ya better shut yer mouth, shitdick. This is your last warning."

As a pretty blonde girl made her way into the room, Kodah took it upon himself to answer her question. "Ya guessed right princess. Its a party!" Heis tone was bitter. "Join the fun, we're having fun aren't we?" His rhetorical question was more an angry statement than a inquiry.