Om Nom Nom Nom (Oriel)

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Phen hung up his phone, trying to stifle the giddy little smile on his face as he ruffled a hand through his hair, glad he had decided not to take a hit of dust until later. He was starting to manage to go longer without it, though it was still tough for him to do, and he wasn't able to wane himself off completely. He still had panic attacks when he went too long, but Oriel did a pretty good job keeping him distracted most of the time.

He wasn't exactly the personification of sunshine yet, but he was starting to begin to feel just a tiny bit better about his life. And the fact that Oriel had just called him and asked him to come over to his room for some surprise made his heart skip and pulse quicken. He had no idea what it might be, but he was sure he would (probably) like whatever it was.

He changed into a dark sweater, pulling the thick fabric over his thin, bony form, and headed over to Oriel's dorm. He didn't even bother knocking; Oriel knew he was coming, so he just went inside. "What'dyou-" he began to ask, but then the scent of something cooking hit his nose, and he blinked, closing the door behind him. "Oriel?"

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Oriel took a deep breath as he hung up the phone and massaged the back of his neck. He totally wasn't going to screw up this time. Inviting a bunch of people over to eat had turned into a catastrophe last time. This time, Oriel was smart and intended on doing it one-by-one, because shit if he expected any of his friendly(?) acquaintances to actually like each other, they were all dicks!

Erik - Hick-Dick
Jack - Idio-dick
Phoenix - Drug Ad-dick

Aside from that, he wasn't even sure either if he was friendly enough with either of the other two, so default to Phoenix, whom Oriel had long since though he needed to fatten up anyway. The boy was just skin and bones! And while that certainly didn't take away from any of the…of the…of whatever it was that Oriel thought he did or didn't feel for the pixie, Oriel still preferred his men to have some meat on them. Seriously, it couldn't be healthy how skinny Phen was, not at all.

Oriel wasn't sporting anything particularly special today, just his normal jeans that probably needed to be thrown away and his red-button up shirt which one would see was left open to show off a black t-shirt underneath…if he wasn't also sporting a very classic white apron….with frills.

Because he could.

The sound of the door opening made Oriel look up from his little nest around the stovetop and kitchen area, a flurry of aroma filled steam being sucked in through the vent. The Iron Chef broke out into a wide grin and immediately turned around, open arms to his little asian toy(not a toy?), with a wooden spoon in his hand, the frilly apron tied about his waist, and his hair tied back into the smallest ponytail you'd ever seen. "Phoenix!!"

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Phen tried to take in everything - the sounds of cooking, the aromas wafting around the room, but mostly the sight of Oriel, which threw him for a moment or two. "Wha... What're you wearin'?" he asked as he stared, his mouth slightly agape as he drifted into the apron-clad boy, giving him a quick hug and peck on the cheek before pulling back and tugging at the frilly clothing.

"Is this yours?" He finally broke out of his bewilderment and grinned, chuckling lightly. "Suits you."

The hair was interesting, too; Phen reached up and tweaked the little ponytail before smirking once again and turning his attention to the kitchen area.

"What's... All this?" he asked, eyes wide as he scanned over the array of cooking things. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen anyone cook like this... Probably back when his mom used to cook before she got too busy and only had time to order take-outs. Well, there was the whole Chester thing, but that didn't really count.

"Don't tell me you know how t' cook." But by the looks of it, the boy seemed to know what he was doing; it smelled great, if nothing else, and even Phen's weak appetite was perked with interest. He turned his wide gaze back to his lover. "Is this why you wanted me t' come over?"

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A normal person would probably be blushing to have their lover see them in such a ridiculously cute apron, but no, not Oriel. Not the shameless boy who would probably model frilly aprons for fashion magazines if he thought it was entertaining enough. Nope, Oriel just haughtily placed his hand upon his hip and smiled, licking his top lip with his tongue and giving the boy Phoenix a sexy wink. "Like what you see?"

Though he was sure other, less inspired people would probably be laughing their asses off right now if they saw him, thinking they could bring down Oriel's spirits with some uncreative attempts at teasing. "Hey…" he exclaimed lightly when Phen tugged on his hair.

"Well, this…" Oriel started with a large gesture, "is…exactly what it looks like." And the best surprise was that Oriel had actually gone out of his way to learn a recipe or two for this here meal instead of relying on his normal techniques of "throw everything in a pot and hope it turns out good", which never went wrong anyway buuut….

"Not, like….professionally, or properly or whatever, but…" Oriel shrugged, finally showing a glimmer of shyness at exposing yet another one of his hidden talents. He cocked his head as he sidled up to his lover and rested his hand on his waist. "Yeah..got a problem with that?" Oriel gave his a daring eye then shot his eyebrows up as he explained. "I like to feed people. Don't tell me you're going to deny me this vice?" Oriel leaned in and laid a kiss on Phen's lips before pulling away to attend to the mystery items. "Sit, I'm gonna fatten you up if it's the last thing I do."

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Honestly, Oriel probably could have been wearing a clown suit and Phoenix would still think he was gorgeous. He had reached the point where the physical attraction between them was starting to meld together with the emotional, and it was all so confusing and made his head hurt... "Sexiest cook I've ever seen," he replied with a smirk.

It was things like this that constantly kept Phen on his toes around the boy, never knowing what to expect or prepare for. It had been weird and a bit frightening at first, but he was starting to enjoy it... A lot more than he would have thought. It was exciting and fresh and made his dull days brighter.

Although a slight trickle of nervousness hit his system as he eyed the entire process. Oriel knew he wasn't a big eater... Right? He hadn't made too much, had he? Phen didn't want to offend him if he didn't eat a lot, but at the same time, he wasn't sure how much he could force down even if it tasted as good as it smelled.

"Did you learn somewhere, or just pick it up?" he asked curiously, catching onto Oriel's hint of shyness and giving him a small smile. "No, no problem at all," he replied quickly, a little too quickly, resting his palm against Oriel's hand on his thin waist. He wasn't sure what to say; he was flattered and amazed that Oriel was going to all this work for him, but at the same time, he already felt guilty. "I bet it'll taste great," was all he manged to reply, returning the kiss before he was nudged to go sit. "Thanks for... Y'know, doin' this." It really was a... Very kind gesture that only made Phoenix just that much more attracted to Oriel.

He flopped down, resting his head back against the chair as he gave his lover a heavy-lidded stare. "Oh you are, are you?" he retorted, brow rising at the challenge. His lips twitched. "What're you gonna do, strap me t' the table and force feed me?"

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"Weellll," Oriel started, scratching his head, "I thought about just wearing the apron for you but…I do have other roommates." And even if Oriel himself didn't mind showing himself off, he was sure they wouldn't appreciate it, especially that studious, nosy guy.

He shrugged again, not willing to admit that he was definitely a bit self conscious about it, if only a little. "Guess I just, you know, learned by watching. One of my fosters, an old granny, she used to let me help out in the kitchen, didn't seem all that hard." Oriel rocked his head back and forth, debating whether or not to admit this next bit of info. "…I also….kinda….watch the cooking channel…sometimes." At least, he had started a short time ago in anticipation. He really didn't know if he could stand having his food being called "shit soup" again.

Oriel flipped the spoon in his hands and shuffled the sizzling stuff in the pan a little more. "Damn straight! If I have to, you bet I will!" That'd be an interesting game to play. Oriel would have fun with that too. Though if Phen didn't eat it all, Oriel had enough stomach for it all himself. Or he'd just wrap it up for another day. Oriel hated wasting food.

He threw some stuff onto one of those plates that looked like it was trying to be a bowl and carried it over waiter-style to his "guest".

"Your meal, sir!" Oriel snuffed up his nose like he was some hoity-toity french waiter and set the plate down before his lover. Then he quickly took the chair across from Phen and started grinning at him like an excited little boy.

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Phoenix snickered, tugging on one of the dangling strings of the apron. "Y'can save that idea for some other time," he suggested, already imagining the boy with nothing else on. Why the hell not? It'd be funny and sexy. His hands settled against Oriel's hips for a brief moment, giving him a mischievous wink before bringing his attention back to the present.

He listened as Oriel spoke, his expression growing a little more serious as he was allowed a small peek into the complex mystery that was Oriel's past. "It's... A good thing t'know how t' do," he replied slowly, imaging a younger Oriel bouncing around a kitchen with an older woman laughing at his antics. At least, that's how he thought the boy might have been. His eyebrows shot up, though, at the confession, and he grinned broadly. "Y'never stop surprisin' me," he told Oriel, giving him a quick nuzzle against his neck. "I like a man that can provide." Hm, he might have to check into this cooking business himself...

Shit. He shouldn't have given Oriel that idea. Still, he kept his poker face on, which wasn't all that great but at least he tried. "I thought we were savin' the rope for the bedroom," he smirked, resting his forearms against the table.

Phen watched as the food was served, and his stomach growled loudly despite himself. He pressed a hand against it and his expression slipped, just as Oriel tossed the plate in front of him. His eyes widened again. "That looks... Delicious," he told him honestly, reaching for his fork and jabbing it into a potato. He had already decided he would eat as much as he could muster... But for him, that would probably only be about a third of what Oriel had given him. He lifted the utensil and took a bite, letting his eyes drift shut as the pop of flavor hit his tongue. "Mmmm..." he hummed happily, diving in for a bite of the stir fry-looking stuff. "'S really good," he mumbled around the food, looking up from the meal to give Oriel a chipmunk-cheek smile.

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Phoenix's image of Oriel as a child running around a granny's kitchen was probably as far from the truth as possible. While it was true that Oriel was a troublesome child, he was also a very angry child. That granny had to deal with a very upset, untrusting little boy for a long time, one who would sit in the corner of the room and just glare at the woman, before his interests finally were stronger than his stubbornness and he actually started interacting…

Oriel's smile turned a bit more sinister, like the control freak he was. "And I like providing." And he liked having people to provide for. He liked having people dependent on him. It made him feel….needed?

Phoenix was incredibly bad at hiding his nervousness, his feelings too easily showed on his face. But it was adorable seeing him try to hide it from Oriel. Now Oriel really wanted to tie him to the chair and then just….feed him…..with a little spoon….

It tickled Oriel just thinking about it.

Oriel, of course, did not serve himself anything, he just continued to watch the boy across nom and masticate like a good little boy. Nothing could make him happier than seeing Phen enjoy himself so happily. "There's dessert too," he enticed his Phoenix, giving him a wink and lick of his lips.

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Phen didn't quite catch Oriel's sinister look; but honestly, he had become extremely dependent on the younger boy, and wasn't sure what he would do without him at this point. He didn't even like to think about it. Surely he would turn back to snorting whatever hallucinogen he could get his hands on...

But anyway.

He had also never been great at poker-facing, which was another reason why he tended to be so submissive; he wasn't capable of hiding how he felt. And Oriel obviously knew that by now. Unfortunately, it was much harder for Phen to read the face of his lover, and sometimes he just wanted to grab his face and make him say what was on his mind.

Though being tied up and fed like a child... Well, there was no certainty how he would react to that unless it happened.

He noticed a moment later that he was the only one eating, and slowed down for a moment. "Aren't you hungry?" he asked, chewing on a piece of beef. His stomach didn't seem to mind the food, which was a good sign, though as he continued to eat, he could feel it quickly filling and urging him to stop. "R-really?" he asked, setting his fork hand down on the table. He looked down at his plate - there was still quite a bit left. But if he wanted to have any room at all for whatever else Oriel had made, he should probably stop.

"I'm getting full..." he mumbled, feeling his cheeks flush. The truth was, he could probably eat more, but he wasn't used to actually enjoying food; having someone personally make it just for him was something he wasn't used to. He risked a quick, sheepish glance up at Oriel, feeling the guilt wash over him again.

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Oriel had hoped many things in continuing to get closer to Phen, in addition to filling that own hole he had inside him, to give himself that sense of feeling needed and wanted by someone else, but it could also technically be thought of as more of Oriel's attempts at making the Asian boy more dependent on Oriel as well. He wanted to give Phoenix a reason to not have to using his dust anymore. Somehow, Oriel was under the impression that he could make the boy stop.

Hopefully.

No, it would work.

Oriel's smile just grew at Phen's inquiry. "Suure, I am but…I'll have myself 'something' later." Also, he'd made sure he'd eaten something before Phen arrived. The entire point of this meeting was to stuff Phoenix silly, until he felt like he was gonna pop. The boy really needed to eat more.

Though, it was completely Phoenix's fault for the new ideas running through Oriel's head, as his desire for power play was starting to kick in as he watched Phoenix chow down. Even more so when Phoenix announced his fullness. "Well," Oriel said, a mischievous grin adorning his face, "That's too bad. After all, there's no dessert for those who don't finish their plate. Mustn't waste food now." Despite being a line to use in this situation, it still was something that Oriel believed wholeheartedly, especially having come from a background where having a meal was considered a privilege, not a right. From those homes which resented the extra mouth to feed, and the other street kids who had it worse off than Oriel.

Oriel tilted his head, resting his chin in one hand. "Take your time. There's no rush….unless you want me to get the rope."

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If anyone could make Phen stop using at this point, it would be Oriel... But the fact of the matter was, he had been so dependent on the dust for so long, he simply couldn't imagine being sane without it. Even with Rue back, there was still too much in his past that he didn't want to think about that led him to continuing to abuse the stuff. Though, if the dust stopped working like he was starting to dread it might....

No, he couldn't think about that.

"If you say so," he replied with a raised brow, catching the slight lilt to Oriel's voice and unable to keep himself from smirking again as he took another bite of delicious noms. He already felt like his stomach was growing tight, though, and imagined his sunken belly stretching under his loose sweater.

He saw that mischievous glint start to spark in Oriel's eye, and he could only wonder what was going through that mind of his. He pouted as the boy spoke, looking down at his plate and taking another bite of potatoes. It wasn't that it wasn't amazing and he didn't appreciate it, he just... Wasn't used to it! "I don't wanna waste this amazin' food, I just..." He trailed off as he took another small nibble. Phen understood that other people in the world couldn't eat like this, and it only made his guilt worse, especially now that Oriel was fucking with his head.

As Oriel spoke up again, Phen swallowed heavily and blinked up at him, a faint light appearing in his own eyes. "Maybe I do," he mumbled playfully, forcing another bite down before he sat his hand against the table again and let out a breath. There was still, like, half the plate left; he would never get it all down. At least, so he thought...

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Yeesss. Yeesss, my little bird. Eat until you're stomach bursts! Mwa ha ha ha ha!!

While that had indeed been Oriel's plan from the beginning, he had no idea that Phoenix would start to get full so early in. Apparently, Oriel had overestimated the boy's appetite and stomach capacity. Well, this really was going to leave him with a lot of leftovers….which was fine, he'd just eat it himself later or leave it for his roommates. By now, even if he didn't like them much, they should know that Oriel's leftovers were free for grabs.

Oriel wasn't entirely sure what was going on in Phoenix's head right now, but it was clear that he was already reaching his limit with this one serving. Wow, no wonder the boy was so skinny, he hardly ate anything.

Looks like Oriel had quite the job ahead of him….stretching out that little tummy of his….heh heh heh….

Not to mention it was absolutely adorable seeing Phoenix fret over wasting food he knew he couldn't stomach.

Though…he didn't expect Phoenix to ask for the rope. Oriel sat up in a moment of surprise before he flashed a wicked grin. "There'd be no escape, you sure you want that?" Just to make sure, Oriel gave Phen the chance to back out of it and work at it himself.

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Oriel was evil, evil, evil. Poor Phen had no idea what he had gotten himself into, though if it made the boy happy, he was willing to put himself through it. He thought. Maybe. Though this was entirely new from what Oriel normally put him through, so he wasn't sure how much he would be able to take.

Nevertheless, Phen could tell Oriel was enjoying him stuffing himself, though why, Phoenix had no idea. Sure, he was skinny, but... He didn't realize Oriel was going to be that adamant about him putting on a few pounds. And in all honesty, Phen wouldn't mind getting back that healthy glow he had had when he had been with Rue, but....

He quieted his thoughts by shoveling another mouthful down and swallowing. He rubbed a hand against his stomach, which felt taut underneath his fingertips. He could do this... Maybe...

As he watched surprise flash across Oriel's face, he was sure his own reflected a similar expression; did he really want that? "Yes," seemed to slip past his lips without him meaning to, and he immediately clamped his lips shut, cheeks flushed. He was such a freak. Why did he want that? Still, he swallowed and raised his chin, meeting Oriel's eyes. "I know you want to."

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Phoenix thought that he was the freak? If only he knew what was going on in Oriel's head right now. What he imagined doing to the poor boy, incapacitated by a food coma, once he had finally earned his "dessert". If anything, Oriel was the biggest freak, the twisted fuck here in this room.

Oriel's face brightened up like a neon light when Phoenix admitted what he wanted. Tonight had…taken a turn he wasn't expecting and already Oriel was shivering from anticipation. He tucked his bottom lip between his teeth and lowered his eyes to hold back his obvious excitement before hopping up like a little boy and scampering down the hall to his bedroom. "Don't you move now, Phoenix!" he shouted out excitedly, pointing at his little boy-toy behind him.

Moments later, after a romp and a few poor, untrained attempts at rope knotting(he really needed to learn how to do this better), Phoenix was firmly tied to the chair, the binding crossing over his chest, across his legs, and finished with his hands bound behind him. "How's that feel?" He knelt beside Phoenix, checking the tightness with his fingers, and lifting his eyes to meet his lover's. He rose slowly, nuzzling his forehead in Phoenix's neck in appreciation. "You are wonderful, did you know that?" Oriel met their lips for a light kiss. He could taste the flavor of his meal still on the boy's lips.

Mmmm……

Oriel bounced away, still trying but doing a horrible job, of keeping his excitement contained, and dragged a chair up beside Phoenix. "Well, then," he started with a certain smugness to him, "let's get started."

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Seeing Oriel's face light up at his admittance made Phoenix grin despite himself. He was like a little kid, eagerly bouncing out of his chair and zooming away to get the needed materials; and as much as Phen knew this would probably end up in quite a bit of pain for him, being able to see Oriel so giddy made him feel... Like he was worth something to someone. Even if that worth was being stuffed senseless with this meal. "I ain't goin' anywhere," he assured Oriel, playing with his fork as he waited for the boy to return.

He sat still for the most part while Oriel tied him up, calming his racing heart by focusing on the pleasure that Oriel was obviously getting from this, his excitement like Phen's own personal drug. He squirmed slightly to test the rope, finding himself pretty well bound to the chair. His shoulders felt tight with his arms bound behind him, but he wasn't in pain. "Feels fine," he replied quietly, smiling faintly as Oriel nuzzled against him. How could he have ever said no to this? Oriel turned him into a puddle. "I am, aren't I?" He smirked and tilted his head for the kiss, licking his lips as Oriel pulled away and went to grab a chair.

He nodded as the boy came back, his nerves coming back now that they were actually going to do this. "Yes, m'lord," he managed, unable to keep the nickname from slipping past his lips. He wondered just how much this was going to hurt...