He Looks Like Your Ex (Squish)

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“… You’re a weirdo…” Phoenix mumbled weakly, but his chest thrummed happily all the same hearing such cheesy, lovey things from his fiancé. He knew it was true, and he knew that he felt the same right back at Oriel. “… It’ll always be me…” he added, equally quiet. He finally slipped his arms around Oriel’s waist, holding him close, content to just lay there forever like that.

He did have pretty good mush powers. It worked on other people too, but it seemed to be most effective on Oriel. As long as Phoenix didn’t abuse his power… Nyehehe…

Phen nodded as Oriel caught onto the meaning of the term, but then he started owning it, and the older boy stared at him incredulously. “Oh… Oh, n-no…” he started giggling at Oriel’s antics. “S-stop!” His giggles grew louder the longer the boy went on, until he was nearly crying from mirth while Oriel started kissing him again. “I’m n-not dreamy,” he wheezed, having trouble catching his breath. “I don’t even have… Heh… Chocolate abs…” And likely never would.

What Oriel was saying about his father, however, made Phen’s mood quickly drop. “N-no, he’s not gonna… He’ll be fine…!” he protested, glancing at the door. Suddenly, though, he was worried about Derek’s drinking. “… You don’t really think that, do you…?” Phoenix knew Oriel and his dad didn’t really care for each other (hah, that was putting it lightly), but surely they felt some sort of obligation to each other just because of Phoenix, right? Right?

He grunted a little as Oriel laid over him, peeking up at the younger boy through his thick bangs. “Yeah, but… He doesn’t have t’let me live here, he just does ‘cause he’s… Nice…” Phoenix was an adult, technically he should be living on his own by now, or at least back in Hammel’s dorms until he was done there this year. “And I don’t wanna make me staying here more miserable for him…” It wasn’t like Derek came home with his… Girlfriend or whatever. Hell, Phoenix didn’t even know if he had one. He was completely ignorant of the man’s playboy ways. He rolled slightly and tucked himself against his fiancé, considering the question. “…. Left the laptop out on the couch…” he mumbled, which was as plain an answer as any. He kissed Oriel’s scruffy jaw, and nuzzled his cheek against it. “Do whatever you want, Squish. You know I’ll like anything you do.” Phoenix smiled faintly at the younger boy, forgetting about his dad for the moment.

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“Mmhmm,” he hummed, nuzzling his Squish. “Always.” Oriel planted a kiss on Phoenix’s temple and cuddled him even more.

Ahh…he was the perfect size for a good cuddlin’.

Oriel liked cuddles about as much as he liked teasing and annoying other people. Call him a brat if you will, but Oriel was having fun with this. And Phoenix giggling was just encouraging him to act even more silly. “Mmmm, Phoenix-oppa is so dreamy. And delicious. I’m gonna eat him up if I ever get my hands on him.” “Oh, you’re such a stalker you~” “Tee-hee-hee, anything to get my oppa!” Oriel wasn’t even sure what he was doing anymore, but he was putting Phoenix under a tickle attack complete with kisses while he did it.

It was unfortunate that they had to be shuttled out of the living room. Or fortunate, depending on whose side you were on.

He felt bad now for bringing up Derek’s drinking problem, but… “You really don’t see it?” Oriel had issues with alcohol long before it could be considered appropriate, so he liked to think he could spot it in other people. But then again, Derek was an adult. Maybe he could handle it better than Oriel could? “I don’t know…it probably…ain’t that bad…” Oriel really didn’t want to make Phoenix worry, but despite appearances, Oriel did give a shit about what that stupid old man did. It bugged him that he seemed to be a more screwed up adult than he let on.

“Nice. Uh-huh.” Funny how Phoenix could say it like that considering the first couple of times they met each other. While Oriel was indebted to him for taking care of Phoenix when Oriel couldn’t, the boy didn’t like his ‘I’m better than you because you’re just stupid kids’ attitude. When he stopped strutting around like he was holier-than-thou perfect asshole and actually admitted he was a douche-bag for the 18 years of shit Phoenix went through up ’til now, then maybe Oriel would give the guy a lick of respect. Maybe. “Feh…I say make him as miserable as he deserves. He invited you to live here. You shouldn’t have to tiptoe around like your every fucking move is going to get you kicked out.” Because that….if that happened….Oriel didn’t want that to happen to Phoenix, but he didn’t think that Phoenix should have to feel like a guest in what was supposed to be a home for him.

Oriel shifted to allow his fiancee room to settle up next to him. He wrapped an arm around him and pulled him close. “Hmm….that’s too bad. Want me to go get it?” He didn’t mind continuing with the videos if that’s what Phoenix wanted to do. Oriel turned to his lover, smiling like a dork. “Dummy, that’s my line.” Oriel nuzzled his stubbly chin against Phoenix, then gradually turned his lips into Phoenix’s, taking him in a sweet, soft kiss. Then he kissed him again, with a little more need. The third one had Oriel turning over onto his thin lover and drowning him in a long, passionate kiss. “Let’s…continue this….first,” he said in between the kisses that followed. “Then….mmm….I’ll go get the laptop….and we can….watch more of those silly videos.” Oriel’s hands were wandering. It was unlikely that Phoenix would refuse even if he wanted to at this point.

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This was getting ridiculous, which was making Phoenix giggle more and more, until he had tears pricking at the corners of his eyes from mirth. “S-stop, you’re… You…!” he stammered between breaths and giggles, unable to get out anything more than a few words. The combination of different stimuli was too much for his little body to take; it was a wonder he didn’t explode from ridiculousness.

He wasn’t laughing at this ‘problem’ he was ignorant of, though. “See… See what?” he replied, eyes wide. “He’s fine! He just… Likes to sip some stuff every once in a while…” Phoenix had started drinking on rare occasions since he moved in, but not much, and only sweet, fruity stuff that he could manage to get down without grimacing. “No, n-no, it’s not!” he agreed when Oriel spoke again. “He’s fine. We’re… We’re all fine.” Ever since the last incident when Oriel had come home drunk and started those horrible months of them being split apart, Phen had made sure to discourage his lover drinking in any way, shape, or form (not that he needed to, he soon realized – Oriel seemed horrified enough at his actions to drop his temptations completely). Phoenix just got giggly and floppy when he was drunk, and it didn’t take much, either.

“… I dunno…” he mumbled, mushing his face into the mattress. “He’s still my daddy. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for him.” And despite Derek not being in his life until now, Phen would always be indebted to him for that if nothing else. “He’s not gonna kick me out,” he went on, softly, and muffled by the sheets. “… He might make you leave someday, though. And I won’t wanna live here if I can’t see you…” Phoenix hoped it wouldn’t come down to that. Which was why he really, reeeally hoped the two men would start getting along better soon.

Maybe he should douse both of them in dust and see how they got alon- no, no that was a horrible idea. Dumb dumb idea. Maybe Tak could help…? She always seemed to know what to say to help people…

He shook his head at Oriel’s offer. “S’okay…” he mumbled. Phen’s head was in a weird place right now, he wasn’t sure how more weird videos would make him feel. Still, his smile slowly started returning as Oriel worked his magic on him, and soon he was giggling quietly again, captivated by his Squish. His giggles were muffled as he engaged in the kisses that he was being drowned in, however, and before long he found himself panting underneath the weight of his larger lover, his cheeks and neck flushed with lust and desire. “Mmm… Mmkay…” he breathed, nodding and burying his fingers in the fabric of Oriel’s shirt. “Sounds… Nn… Good…”

He definitely didn’t want to stop now. In fact, he was already working at trying to tug Oriel’s shirt off, and sliding his hands along the generous muscles on his chest and stomach, marveling for the millionth time at how sturdy and strong his fiancé was. And despite that, he managed to never be too rough during their sessions to hurt Phoenix any more than he could take. “Love you…” he mumbled, pulling the boy’s face closer for another tongue-filled kiss.

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“Mmm! Mmmm!” Oriel squealed like a little girl, still putting Phoenix under an attack of cuddles and tickles. And raspberry blows to the tummy. Oriel was out of control, it was a wonder they were able to stop long enough to retreat to Phoenix’s room when that old man came home.

Just likes to sip every once in a while…? Yeah. That’s what Oriel used to tell himself, though “every once in a while” turned out to be every chance he got. And the way Phoenix was denying it so fervently…who was the alcoholic here? “Right. It’s fine,” he agreed somewhat sour. Phoenix was being frustrating, ignoring problems he didn’t want to see again. He was letting his father get away with all the crap that he pulled…for leaving him…. Phoenix was treating him as if none of that stuff ever happened. No, worse, he was acting as if he was doing something wrong by existing!

Oriel would never be able to do that. If…if his mother came back, and suddenly said she wanted a relationship, Oriel would….he’d….

Okay so he didn’t know what he would do, but he sure as hell wouldn’t welcome her back into his life with open arms as if nothing ever happened.

But….he supposed that was Phoenix’s choice. And Oriel…didn’t want to be forced out either.

But that didn’t mean it wasn’t still a problem.

Whatever. Oriel would think about it later. Right now he had more important things to do, like getting Phoenix riled up to fix what Oriel already had riled up. It was his favorite activity, next to engaging in the act itself. Watching Phoenix respond to his touches, even when he hardly seemed to be doing anything, and get so worked up that he couldn’t breath, made that final moment all the more worth it. “Okay,” he breathed, gazing down at his lover with a sadistic lust.

He dove down again to swim in a pool of glorious kisses, his back tingling with every scrape of Phoenix’s fingers against his skin as they desperately grabbed at his shirt. His hand slid under Phoenix’s own shirt and pulled it over the thin boy’s head. It was a frenzy of hands scrambling at each other’s clothes, as if they couldn’t get them off fast enough. “Mmm…and I love you….Phoenix.” Oriel kissed him again.

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Why were they talking about this? His dad was fine. He was fine! “Yeah,” he said softly, pretending to ignore the bitterness in Oriel’s voice. That’s still a bad habit he had – pretending all of his problems didn’t exist. It had been worse when he’d been addicted to his dust, but he still had a long way to go before he knew how to face his issues head-on.

All he knew was his dad was back and was providing him with a place to stay outside of Hammel until he was in a stable enough position to live on his own, or with Oriel. He really hoped Oriel graduated this year, so they could live together….

But those were things to think about some other time. Ignoring his problems even more? Yeah…

Oh well. He was having fun now, and he didn’t want to ruin that. The future could wait. “Mmnnn….” he groaned, tangling his fingers into Oriel’s long, thick hair while the other scrabbled against the boy’s skin. Everything was a flurry and Phoenix got completely lost in it all as they went further into their desire. No matter how many times they engaged in these things, Phen would always feel the same….

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Phoenix was still wheezing a little as he finally settled back on the mattress, completely tuckered out. “I feel like an old man now,” he panted, staring up at the ceiling. He really needed to start doing some form of exercise or… Something. He was never going to be able to keep up with his younger, more energetic lover at this rate.

He rolled over and curled up against Oriel’s broad chest, nuzzling the firm surface. “Do you think I was quiet enough so dad wouldn’t be bothered?” he whispered nervously. “I tried my best…” And he wasn’t like Oriel, who seemed to encourage Phoenix to be loud just to bother his dad. He ran his finger around his fiance’s pec. “… Do you think I’ll ever have muscles like you?” he mumbled.

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Oriel was in heaven, basking in the sun. Of heaven. His smile could have warmed the entire planet, it was beaming so hot and bright. Oriel pet his lover on the shoulder. “Well, you’re the hottest fucking old man I’ve ever fucked, so can’t be too bad.” Oriel obviously hadn’t actually fucked any other old men, but the comparison to Phoenix’s stamina was pretty accurate. Besides, Oriel was the one who called him that first. Though if Phoenix wanted to exercise more, he only had to look as far as his healthy young lover, who still engaged in his morning runs despite the entire state being under twenty feet of snow.

The large boy wrapped his arms around his older fiancee and held him close against his bare chest. “Feh, be as loud as you want, I say. If he’s got a problem with it…well, that’s why god invented earplugs.” Oriel wanted that old man to hear them, either way. Somehow, it just made everything just that more erotic, knowing that somebody who hates it can hear every little thing they’re doing. It was his own sick little game of revenge. For….being a dick to Phoenix? Yeah, that was it.

Oriel leered at his fiancee, eyeing him up and down as he considered the question. “Now why would you want a thing like that?” He pulled him in and left a kiss on his forehead. “You’re fine just the way you are.” Oriel smirked. “Though…if you really want to change something, then I suggest getting those boob implants like I’m always saying. Your hotness value’d go up by two hundred percent!” His chest quaked with a series of cackles and he pat Phoenix lovingly on the back. “Sure your dad would like that, no doubt.” Oh, he was hilarious!

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Phoenix giggled at Oriel’s stupid compliments, rolling around a little as his cheeks flushed. “Am I really?” he asked, still snickering. “Aw, you’re so sweet~” He planted a smooch on Oriel’s mouth for the ‘sweet’ comment. “Mmm… And you’re… The hottest kid… I ever fucked…” It was weird for him to remember that he was the older one here, and Oriel still technically wasn’t an adult. Only a few more months, but… Still. There was no question about who took care of who more.

“Nooo~” he protested, shaking his head rapidly. “That’d be so embarrassing…!” If he somehow found out that his dad did hear the two of them while they went at it, he would never be able to look at him without turning red ever again. “He doesn’t… Make noises… When people come over…” he mumbled. Granted, that didn’t seem to happen often (or at all?), but Phen was fairly certain that his father did, at least, take part in some sort of sexual relations. He may have been old (not that old), but he was unmarried, so… Maybe he had a girlfriend or something. Phoenix wouldn’t know, he’d never asked him. Especially about the nights when he came home much later than usual.

His lower lip pouted out, as it tended to do regularly. “I dunnooo…” he mumbled. “You’re just so... Hot… There are so many girls that like you, and stuff, you know?” Wait, where was he going with that train of thought? “I mean… I don’t want girls t’like me… Just… It seems like it’d be kinda nice, bein’ desired by lots of people. Or something.” He needed to shut up. Phen was planning on sealing his lips, but then Oriel started talking about breast implants and he couldn’t help but gawk at him incredulously. “You really think so?” he finally asked, gaze lifting up as he thought about this. “…. Well… Most people think I’m a girl anyway, so… I guess it wouldn’t make much difference…” Until Oriel mentioned his dad again, and Phoenix squeaked, wrapping himself tighter around his lover’s bare chest. “Nooo, he wouldn’t…” he whined. “I don’t even know what he’d do…” Probably have a heart attack or something. Phoenix flipped over and curled up on his side facing away from Oriel, scooching back so he was still close. “… We can talk about it when we have our own place,” he determined, somewhat drowsily. “How’s that?”

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Only a few more months indeed. Oriel had been waiting for this pretty much for most of his life. The time when he could finally be considered an adult and didn’t have to depend on anyone else anymore just because some guy with a gavel said so. Then…he could live how he wanted, finally, without anybody else bitching to him about it. He could go where he wanted, he could be with who he wanted, he could screw himself up if he wanted…

Oriel didn’t really want to screw himself up more than he already was, but he would much rather fix himself on his own terms and not at the whim of some guy behind a desk who got paid a lump sum of cash to care about what he did and who he was.

How could Phoenix realize that his dad was definitely going to hear them no matter how quiet Phoenix tried to be? Because even at his quietest, Phoenix was a wailer. If the old man ever said something, the Oriel planned on taking full advantage of his fiancee’s embarrassment and would molest him right then and there. Behind closed doors, of course. If just for Phoenix’s sanity. There were so many things that Phoenix didn’t know about his dad that Oriel had picked up on right away. Like how much it bothered him that Oriel was always around, or that he was actively fucking his son, or that the old guy was a fucking ho just like the rest of them and didn’t want to admit it.

“There are? Where?” Oriel asked, feigning ignorance. He knew there were girls who liked him, but he’d never met them. He might’ve fucked them in the past but….fuck, ever since he became exclusive with Phoenix, Oriel hadn’t really been paying much attention to who was fawning over him that much….maybe. “Mm…yah, I think I get it.” Oriel liked to be liked as well. It was nice to be liked. He was always worried about who disliked him, despite pretending he didn’t give any shits about it. He spread a grin when Phoenix started whining again. “I’ll bet. What do you say? Want to terrorize him with me?” Of course Phoenix would give the answer he gave. And while disappointed a bit, Oriel also felt strangely warm and fuzzy at the idea of the two of them having a place of their own sometime in the near future. When they could both make their own decisions without caring about what other people thought. Oriel rolled over, towards his lover, spooning him from behind, and clasped his hands around the slim boy’s waist. “Fine. I guess I can wait ’til then.” Oriel wasn’t very patient but with Phoenix…he supposed he could wait for anything.

Oriel nuzzled in closer to his lovely lover and sighed into his shoulder. “I got school tomorrow…so…probably going to be gone before you get up. You cool with that?” He’d have to be. Phoenix didn’t have classes, just his training sessions later in the day, after work. It sucked that their schedules didn’t match up so much anymore, but…well, fuck. They’d make it work. Oriel cuddled his lover a little longer, until the two of them finally fell asleep.