Who else would I practise for? I'm getting pretty good. It's been a bumpy ride. Tying myself to the bed was an awkward one. Calling Barry to untie me was worse but I'm totally on top of this.
Whatever. I think I'd have laid down on top of you first. Put one hand over your mouth and used the other to tease you. Brush against your nipples, play with your cock. Until you realise that I'm not letting you get anywhere other than seriously horny and you whine behind my hand.
God, I'm holding food and coffee and my phone and all I can see is myself throbbing and God, I'm so horny. You so can't tease me like that and just leave me like it. I'd have knocked you off. Dick!
Don't think you would have. You'd have been a little bit too helpless for that, which sucks for you, because I know how you love being helpless. I think I'd have let go of your mouth now, after you'd have promised not to use it for anything other than sucking me off.
Hartley buzzed Cisco up and opened the door, waiting in the door-frame. At least the headphones he wore were custom made, so they glowed in faint green and looked fairly inconspicuous. Not as dorky as he could have looked.
However, he was still very much in an at home outfit and he knew he hadn't slept enough - or at all - and suddenly he felt as if he should have taken a shower and changed.
"Hey man, I got food and -- wait, you can't hear me, can you? Aww damn." Cisco passed him his bag and then held out the coffee, waiting for him to take it. And, as they seemed to be officially dating, he moved in and gave him a playful kiss. May as well. He ruffled his hair, which was all funny and out of place, and then moved into the room, tossing his food down on the coffee table and making a direct line to the rats.
What? He'd wanted to see these guys since forever.
"Hey buddies!" He put his arm out like a bridge and within seconds, he had two rats crawling up him and a third sniffing him cautiously.
Hartley rolled his eyes at Cisco talking to him, but he smiled, even before he got coffee and a kiss. He closed the door while sipping on the coffee and followed Cisco into his place, amused at his excitement over the rats. He pointed at them, one by one.
"Echo. Schrödinger. It's short for Schrödinger's Rat. And that's Rathaniel, he's shy."
It was unsettling to talk without hearing himself, so he preferred not to do it too much. Instead he sat down by the coffee table and watched Cisco play with the rats, finally speaking again. "I'm good at lip reading."
"Those names are so cute." Cisco said as he turned to Hartley so he could see him talk, reaching out to gently stroke Rathaniel's head. He seemed to back away and then came back for more, unsure and nervous but definitely wanting to play with the others. "It's cool, I'm patient. He'll wanna play soon."
When Rathaniel finally climbed onto Cisco he moved very slowly towards the coffee table and stood there, three rats on his shoulder, back and trying to get down his arm like he was some kind of human playground.
"Echo's the cuddler." Hartley watched Cisco, even as he started eating. Apparently he had been starving. And so he sat by the coffee table, chopsticks in his mouth, wearing a hoodie and sweatpants and having unwashed, messy hair and dark rings under his eyes. No wonder that he snorted. "I'm a mess."
"Nah, it's cute. I like it." Cisco smiled genuinely before he took a seat next to Hartley, catching Rathaniel when he tried to escape, lifting him up and petting his little head. "Careful, daredevil, you're going to fall." He set the rat on his lap and then held out his arm so that Schrödinger could run onto Hartley's shoulder.
Echo was too busy nuzzling Cisco's neck to care either way. "Did I get the right food?"
Hartley watched as Schrödinger crawled into the front pocket of his hoodie and he almost missed Cisco asking him a question, looking at him just in time. He nodded, in-between bites, showing a thumbs-up. One of these days he should really sit down and properly learn how to sign.
"Relax, I can help. I have no plans. My plans were mostly to harass you into sleeping with me." Mostly because that was all they had together. Now they could have more? He could bug Hartley for things like his time and attention instead. He watched as Echo made an escape attempt from his shoulder to his lap, smiling playfully and looking up at Hartley so he could talk.
"Now I just have you to myself for all kinds of things and making tech seems like a killer plan."
"I'm almost done." Hartley gestured to his workbench and then focused on eating again for a while. He'd have had a better retort, but he wasn't a hundred percent sure about everything Cisco had said, even if he could take a good guess. "I just need to weld everything together, smooth the edges. Put it all back."
"Cool. Then when you can hear, we could watch a movie or something?" Cisco suggested, shrugging his shoulders afterwards to make it clear it was a question, gesturing for his input. He guessed it was probably wiser to take things slow if they were dating. He didn't want Hartley to think it was all just big talk. He did want to spend time with him outside of the bedroom and this seemed like a good way to do it. "Me, you and the rats. Just chilling."
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Who else would I practise for? I'm getting pretty good. It's been a bumpy ride. Tying myself to the bed was an awkward one. Calling Barry to untie me was worse but I'm totally on top of this.
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Me and Barry made a pact. No deets. EVER.
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Dude, come on, it's so embarrassing. Barry won't even look me in the eye.
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If Barry asks, I'm training to be an escape artist.
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Whatever. I think I'd have laid down on top of you first. Put one hand over your mouth and used the other to tease you. Brush against your nipples, play with your cock. Until you realise that I'm not letting you get anywhere other than seriously horny and you whine behind my hand.
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God, I'm holding food and coffee and my phone and all I can see is myself throbbing and God, I'm so horny. You so can't tease me like that and just leave me like it. I'd have knocked you off. Dick!
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... In the dream situation, of course.
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By the way, you have to text me when you get here, I can literally hear nothing, I'm wearing the worlds best noise cancelling headphones.
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I'm outside with food and drinks so lemme in.
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However, he was still very much in an at home outfit and he knew he hadn't slept enough - or at all - and suddenly he felt as if he should have taken a shower and changed.
Damn it.
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What? He'd wanted to see these guys since forever.
"Hey buddies!" He put his arm out like a bridge and within seconds, he had two rats crawling up him and a third sniffing him cautiously.
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"Echo. Schrödinger. It's short for Schrödinger's Rat. And that's Rathaniel, he's shy."
It was unsettling to talk without hearing himself, so he preferred not to do it too much. Instead he sat down by the coffee table and watched Cisco play with the rats, finally speaking again. "I'm good at lip reading."
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When Rathaniel finally climbed onto Cisco he moved very slowly towards the coffee table and stood there, three rats on his shoulder, back and trying to get down his arm like he was some kind of human playground.
"You look hot."
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And not a hot one either.
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Echo was too busy nuzzling Cisco's neck to care either way. "Did I get the right food?"
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"Perfect. I forget eating when I'm stressed."
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"Now I just have you to myself for all kinds of things and making tech seems like a killer plan."
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