He's Climbin' in Yo Windows... (Oriel)

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“You’re not,” Oriel insisted. He wasn’t. He was. Phoenix was pathetic. He didn’t know how to take care of himself. He couldn’t take care of himself, not without Oriel there. Not without Oriel holding his hand, giving him guidance, telling him what to do. But at the same time, he was useful. More useful than he could ever imagine. He was there for Oriel. He existed for Oriel and no one else. But…he couldn’t…not if he couldn’t take care of himself when the entire world was trying to keep them apart. “You can do this. I know you can,” he said, hoping that Phoenix could take encouragement from his words to keep himself taken care of.

Elope? That sounded like a pretty good option at this point. They just run away, elope, start their own lives somehow. Oriel didn’t need to finish school. He had…enough training with his power, probably. They didn’t need to stay here anymore, Oriel was practically an adult he could make his own decisions and take care of himself! With Phoenix beside!

“They wouldn’t let us get away with it,” Oriel said through clenched teeth, hot tears starting to pool in his eyes. “Because I’m still….a kid….” He hated that so much. Why couldn’t he be an adult already so he could stop having people tell him what he could and could not do? It wasn’t fair.

“I wouldn’t,” he assured Phoenix as they fell into more kisses. “I scaled…things much worse…than that before…” Oriel’s hand rose to clutch tightly in Phoenix’s unruly hair. He chuckled. “A-anything…you want.” Another kiss. He never wanted to stop kissing his love, not until doomsday and forevermore. Oriel’s hands slid down over Phoenix’s chest and hooked underneath his shirt, pulling the article clean off before guiding Phoenix to lay back onto the bed. “No….don’t die…I couldn’t take it if you—“ Oriel choked out a harsh sob. He’d had people die on him before. Oriel would break completely to hear that Phoenix did too, for any reason. He kept his hand running over Phoenix’s bony back as the thin boy latched onto Oriel’s neck. “Take…take as much as you want,” he told him.

This was probably a bad idea, with Oriel so emotionally spent and Phoenix equally so physically, but Oriel couldn’t hold himself back anymore. He needed someone to hold, and he wanted that person to be Phoenix. He needed, he needed…someone to love him, and someone to love. Oriel didn’t know if he could go any longer without drinking up his Phoenix. He was like a junkie, mad from being denied his fix. And now that it was sitting right here in front of him, Oriel couldn’t help diving right into it headfirst.

Oriel kissed Phoenix again as he started to work on the other boy’s belt.

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Phoenix didn't agree with Oriel, but he didn't say anything in response, just gave a weak, accepting nod, clutching to his lover with a surprisingly strong grip for hands that were so bony and frail. "Okay.... Okay," he rasped, trying to take strength from Oriel's words. He might be able to survive on them for a day or two, but Phoenix would have to come back for more.

This idea was sounding better and better to Phoenix, no matter how much he knew it would never work. Not with the staff they had at Hammel. It wasn't fair! If they went to a normal school, they would be able to run away and no one would be able to find them. "Fuck this school," he mumbled, glaring at the wall as though it had personally offended him. "I bet... I bet if we even tried, they would just give us even more punishment anyway..." And Phoenix could barely handle what they were forced to do already.

"If... If you say so...." he murmured out between kisses. Phen would still be worried about Oriel falling, but he couldn't say no to the boy trying to visit. Still, he smiled as Oriel chuckled, a sad smile that seemed to be the only thing he was capable of anymore. "I want you," he whimpered. "That's more than enough. I don't care if I get anythin' else." Oriel was all he needed to survive. Phoenix let himself be guided back on the bed, uncaring of the hollow feeling inside his empty stomach as he started to prepare for what he'd been craving for a long time. "I won't, I won't, I promise," he whispered, grasping onto Oriel's hips as he watched his lover above him. "As long as I have you, I won't." And even though they were forced to be apart, Oriel was still his.

Phoenix would muster up the last dregs of his energy to give Oriel the hit he was desperate for. Afterwards, he doubted he would even be able to move, but that was alright because he didn't want to leave this bed anyway. Oriel would take care of him. He always did.

And so Phen let himself drown in the embrace of his lover, gasping and pining for the boy's sweet touch and hoping they would be able to keep it quiet enough so no one would hear and tell an authority figure....

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If Phoenix needed Oriel to say it again, then Oriel would say it as many times as he needed for Phoenix to start thinking it true. If he needed to come over secretly just to hear those words of support, then Oriel would let him. If he needed to see it on a text message or in a phone call, then Oriel would find a way to get that done. No matter how many consequences might come of it.

He hoped he could keep it up in that way, anyway. He had to. For Phoenix.

Because, despite loving the pixie as much as he did, it was horrible that the only way to get him to eat was if Oriel told him to or fed him by hand. Oriel knew that was not okay…but despite that, Oriel kept doing it. He kept doing things to make Phoenix more dependent on him. It was just one more behavior about himself that made him sick. That made him think he really was the scum of the earth.

Oriel pushed those thoughts from his mind as he prepared yet another small cracker sandwich for his lover, smiling like a man who’d just seen salvation. “How’s your ass,” he asked outright. Phoenix was in no shape to have engaged in sex, but he did nonetheless. Oriel had to make sure he wasn’t broken or anything. He held up the cracker sandwich to Phoenix’s mouth. “If you don’t do it on your own time, then you can expect me to stuff you silly every time we meet like this, got it?”

Yup...Oriel was feeling loads better. For the most part.

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Mmm..... Phoenix was really, really tired now....

Probably mostly from hunger, rather than just the act they'd just gone through, although both together were probably the reason why he felt so exhausted. He was sore all over, his bones ached, and he felt like bruises were riddling his thin, weak skin where Oriel's large hands had been holding him. But he didn't care - he felt happier and more content than he had in a while, and was happy that it had happened.

He could barely sit up as Oriel fed him, but with each bite Phen could feel a tiny bit of strength returning to his body. Goodness knows he needed the calories like a man dying of thirst needed water. Because that's what he'd unintentionally been doing - starving himself half to death. "It's, um..." he mumbled around his bite of food before swallowing. "Sore," he admitted, blearily wiping at his mouth before opening for more. It was so much easier to eat when Oriel was feeding him. "But I'll be okay. I've taken worse before." Probably. Sometime. It wasn't like Oriel had even been all that rough like he could sometimes be. He nommed onto the next sandwich, eyes never leaving his lover's face as he spoke. "I like you stuffin' me," he murmured, his cheeks reddening. "'Sides, my stomach doesn't feel like it's tryin' t'tie itself into knots when I eat with you." Phoenix actually felt like he was digesting things, and that they would stay down.

He swallowed that piece and, with great effort, heaved himself up higher so he could kiss Oriel's lips, rubbing his hand along the boy's thigh as he did. "Can I spend the night?" he whispered as he broke away, his face creased with anxiety. "I can hardly sleep when I'm alone, too..."

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If Oriel wasn’t afraid of them getting caught breaking their restrictions from seeing each other, he would have gone ahead and taken Phoenix to the bathroom like normal and given him a relaxing soak to help ease his sore muscles. Doing that was honestly one of Oriel’s favorite parts about their physical relationship. Oriel pushed the older boy to his limits, stripped him of everything that made him Phoenix, and then built him right back up again. Whoever said that these two weren’t right for each other was crazy. Yeah, they were just fine.

But this was okay too. Oriel was taking care of Phoenix in other ways. He had to make sure that Phoenix wouldn’t wither away during their time apart. There was only so much he could do, but if they could continue to get away with these secret meetings on a regular basis, then Oriel knew that he could at least help some. Nobody else was willing put themselves out, much less risk getting themselves in trouble, in order to help Phoenix. Oriel couldn’t depend on anyone else for that. None of them cared as much as Oriel did.

“Good,” he said, sitting up on his elbows with the crackers and stuffs set between them. “You’ll have that to remember me by.” A sad thought, but true. And somewhat comforting. He chuckled when Phoenix mentioned how much worse he’d taken from the younger boy. It was definitely the truth. Oriel could be exceptionally rough during their sessions.

Oriel nodded, glad to hear that Phoenix had an appetite. “I know it ain’t much, but I can probably scrounge up something better than this if you want.” Between Oriel and Phoenix, the bag of crackers was going to be depleted quickly. Leaned forward to return the kiss. “I know,” he said softly. “I want you to.” He sighed. “I just don’t want to risk getting in more trouble than we already are.” But if Phoenix insisted, then Oriel wouldn’t fight it.

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Sure, some people might scorn the relationship that the two of them had (or perhaps a lot of people, considering all the work they were doing to keep the two apart...), but to Phoenix, it was everything. It'd been hard to adjust to Oriel's ways at first, but Phoenix had quickly broken down and been stripped of his selfish pride, driven by his love for Oriel to be as obedient and agreeable with the younger boy as possible.

Phen knew, or at least he told himself, that no one else cared enough to help him. Gryphon had come by to see him, but... But certainly he'd just done that because he felt obligated to. Everyone else either just didn't want to get involved in the situation, or were probably scared to, given the possible consequences. No, they had to get through this with each other, no matter how risky they had to take it.

He chuckled weakly at Oriel's comments. "That's for sure," he mumbled, adjusting where he lay so his body didn't ache quite so much. "I'll prob'ly deal with it for a week at least." Not that he would ever not remember Oriel. He was all the pixie thought or cared about. His world revolved around the boy. "Next time, I'm gonna make you sore," he said weakly. As if he would have any energy for that.

"This is good," he murmured, licking a few stray crumbs from his dry lips. "But... Yeah, I should prob'ly get as much t'eat while I still feel hungry..." Because as soon as he was alone again, Phoenix would fall back into the same rut, and he knew it. He leaned forward to nibble on Oriel's earlobe. "Guess I could keep eatin' you," he joked with a crooked smile. "Oreo. And you have the best white fillin'..." Phoenix wasn't sure what had come over him to say that, but he immediately blushed, eyes going wide. Fortunately (or not) the conversation was on more important things. ".... They haven't caught us yet..." he whispered, trailing his fingers up Oriel's toned arm. "I won't make a peep. An'... An' if they try t'come in the room, I'll just hide under the blanket. I'm skinny enough, they won't even know I'm there." Unless of course the person had one of many meta abilities that would be able to tell.

Without warning, Phoenix looped his arms around Oriel with his remaining strength and tugged him down to lay beside him on the bed, tangling their legs together as he shivered. "Hold me, I'm cold," he mumbled, curling up against his younger lover.

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From the very beginning there was something wrong with the boys’ relationship with one another. It was filled with a constant rise and fall of dependency, co-dependency, followed by counter-dependency all which made it nearly impossible for either to spend very long without the other. The most obvious problem was how helpless Phoenix was without his lover, however it was his pure stubbornness that kept Oriel from revealing that he was just as lost when separated from the Korean boy.

Being taken care of, having Oriel around to love him, had been a replacement for Phoenix’s dust that he was so dependent on no more than a year ago; many times, Phoenix had even admitted that Oriel was his new drug. His new addiction. In the same way, Oriel needed Phoenix as badly as he needed a drug. Being separated from him, he felt like he was going through withdrawals, anxious from being unable to touch and love his lover. Without Phoenix beside him and readily available to serve Oriel’s physical addiction, he was on the verge of seeking out other means to relief his desperation. The only thing Oriel could think of to do was just stay away from everyone. That would keep them from his…issues.

Being with Phoenix tonight was like someone had finally removed that plug that had been holding in all that tension that’d been building up over the past couple weeks. It was relieving. Oriel smiled. “I’d like to see you try,” he said, playfully sticking his tongue out.

Oriel snorted at Phoenix’s ridiculous words. “The filling may be sweet, but it ain’t going to fill you up like you think.” Oriel doubted that his “filling” held any sort of nutritional value at all. Oriel sighed. “Just ‘cause they haven’t yet, don’t mean they won’t.” Oriel really didn’t want to make this worse on them…but at the same time he didn’t want to let Phoenix go back to his room and leave him alone again.

“Hey!” Oriel yelped, almost too loud, and flopped down on the bed right where Phoenix wanted him. His lips curled upwards and he wrapped his arms around Phoenix’s shoulders. “Right…that better?” he said low and soft into his ear. If they fell asleep just like this…well, Oriel would be fine with that. It would probably be fine. Nobody was going to find out. He was sure of it...

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Oriel could speak of withdrawals; Phoenix knew, too, what they were like, perhaps more intensely than his lover, because he'd been through them numerous times. He knew how they felt, how awful they made one feel, like they were physically ill from the loss of something that had been so prevalent in one's life. He felt that way now about Oriel, because as far as Phoenix was concerned, the younger boy had replaced those toxins in his life. And he was convinced that Oriel was much, much better for him than any of that other stuff.

A bruise was nothing compared to the effects of some of the shit he'd tried...

"I will," he mumbled back. "You just watch me."

Phoenix smiled faintly and peeked up at Oriel as he spoke. "Wish it would," he replied, a small sigh passing his lips. "I could be set for a while." He frowned, not wanting to think about the possibility of someone bursting in and ruining their night. "I know..." he mumbled. "But... I... I can hope..." As long as they stayed quiet, and didn't do anything risky, no one would have a reason to check on Oriel, right?

He froze at Oriel's yelp, afraid someone might have heard. But when nothing happened, Phoenix relaxed and nestled up closer to the larger boy. "Mmmm... So much better," he sighed happily, eyes closing as he basked in the heat that Oriel gave off. "You're always so warm... Wish I could stay warm...." He thought about this a moment and then went on,"Actually.... No, I'm glad I'm cold. Means I have an excuse for you t'hold me all the time." Phoenix smiled and placed one last kiss on Oriel's neck before he started letting himself slip into slumber. In the warmth and comfort of the younger boy's arms, it took hardly any time at all, especially considering how exhausted his body was...