think happy thoughts [eros]

[morpheus legolas brooks]

Hmm, maybe this whole actually meeting up with someone wouldn’t turn out that bad. He couldn’t avoid people forever, and it wasn’t like he had a pet that would make it easier to avoid people. Well, it was his idea to hang out with this guy in the first place, anyways, the guy didn’t seem that bad, just a little sex oriented, but that didn’t really surprise Morpheus at all. Signing off of his computer, he glanced around his room. Dang, he had made a mess of things. Vines had managed to cover just about all areas visible, including the door. This was not going to be very fun to get out of.

Slowly he pushed himself up off of his floor, first he had to get dressed. He wasn’t about to leave his dorm wearing only his boxers, that didn’t seem like the most brilliant plan in the world to him. Though he got the idea that Eros wouldn’t mind, he did. Sliding his feet over to a pile of clothes on the floor (one of the few things visible over the vines), he rummaged through them, pulling out a pair of black jeans. Quickly he slipped them on, and continued to search through his pile for a shirt. Of course he would only have one clean shirt, but at least it was blue. He was fine with blue. Now he just had to find the door of his room. Sighing he closed his eyes, and started willing all of the vines away. It was not the shortest process in the world, because there were a lot of goddamn vines. After what seemed like an hour (really it was only a few minutes), he opened his eyes to see no vines, though the door in front of him now had what looked like an etching of a vine in it.

Making his way to the door he shook his head, he really needed to learn how to control his powers at all times, the littlest things could set them off. Reaching the door, his hand clasped around the handle, slowly turning it, he opened up the door and walked out. Turning towards the direction of the garden, he started to make his way there, walking pretty slowly. He was starting to wonder if this was a good idea or not, he wasn’t very good with talking to people, or making friends, and he wasn’t entirely sure how this whole thing was going to work out.

Maybe it wouldn’t turn out that bad, you know, maybe he would actually be able to be friends with this guy or something. Though that wasn’t very likely, Morpheus and making friends didn’t go too well together, the last time he made friends they ended up dying. But he was trying to forget about that and have that not happen again, and this guy sounded like he was able to look after himself pretty well and wouldn’t have much trouble staying alive. Hopefully.

Finally, he managed to make it outside, into the garden. The first thing he noticed is that some of the flowers had died. Quickly he made his way over to the dead flowers, touching them softly and watching them spring back to life. He hated it when plants died, even though he knew that it was autumn and that’s when they would start dying, he was never very happy with that, and he would try and keep as many plants alive all year long as possible. Sitting himself down near the flowers, he waited.

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Eros had signed off and was now staring blankly at the computer monitor, just thinking. Had he really just held a conversation with a complete stranger over the internet? As he exhaled, he realized that he had, yet wasn't thinking the usual human thoughts about whether or not it was safe. No, Eros was thinking about whether or not this would be awkward. Eros hated meeting new people and awkward situations, although he had to admit that the internet did make meeting new people a lot easier. Of course it also made it easier for him to spill about his personal life, but he didn't mind much. He didn't care if people knew about him, he was just lackadaisical about telling people. If they didn't ask or the topic never arose, he just wouldn't talk. However, he had actually brought things up here. Oh, what the internet did to people.

This guy didn't seem too bad; and although Eros could vaguely remember the name, he couldn't place the face. Hopefully he wasn't some ugly fuck, or someone Eros had made an unkind gesture to or mental note to hurt. If so, Eros could always leave, or rape the kid and then leave. it mattered not, truthfully. Although, in places Eros wasn't willing to admit still existed, he was happy that he was getting out there and meeting new people. Of course, I warn you, don't tell him that. Even he doesn't know it, so he surely will hurt you.

Overlooking the "pleasantries," Eros looked down at his nude body. Well, this isn't going to work, he thought to himself as he flung himself off his bed into a crouching position. Whenever he was alone, Eros made a point to be naked for the sole reason attached to his dick: his piercing. It wasn't uncomfortable to be in clothes, but it was just unnoticeable when he wasn't. He liked it and all, but occassionally it snagged, and that was rather unpleasant. This just minimized the risk of doing so. Walking toward his desk of drawers, he fiddled with the piercing, loving the feel of it in him and on his skin. Reaching the dresser, he stopped, not wanting to arouse himself, and pulled out a pair of solid black bikini briefs and red skinny jeans. Pulling them over his legs and adjusting his bulge for maximum visual appearance, he then moved to his closet. From there, he pulled a tight gray tank top out and slid it over his chest.

Finishing his outfit with a pair of black Converses, Eros made his way out the door, heading towards the gardens. As he shoved his hands in his back pockets, he began thinking about this Morpheus he was about to meet. He made a quick mental note to ask and use a nickname and kept walking. Planning to minimize awkwardness, Eros figured he would just stick to a hello when he arrived then switch the full-out jackass mode if, and only if, the situation grew awkwardly out of hand. However, as he pushed outside and headed towards the gardens, he saw a familiar face, rather a face to put to a nice ass he remembered staring at the other day, and smirked. "I think you sit in front of me in Math," Eros began, leaning against a statue. Waiting until the kid would look up from the flower, Eros gave a jerk of his head upwards, utilizing the universal male hello custom.

[morpheus legolas brooks]

Morpheus was normally good at being observant when he needed to be, but he was still debating over whether or not this was actually a good idea. That and the flowers were keeping him preoccupied, well, the flowers and the little grape vine that seemed to just have spurted up…that was probably his fault, since it wasn’t there when he sat down. But he was starting to get a little nervous, and things normally started growing when he got nervous. Meeting new people always made him nervous, he was just hoping right now that he wouldn’t accidentally tie his legs to the ground again, or do something else embarrassing with his elf magic.

Turning to look at the grape vine that he had made grow, he pulled off one of the grapes. Shrugging, he popped it in his mouth. It wasn’t too bad, just a little ripe, and he was almost sure that he could taste a little bit of nerves in the grape. Figures. Though at least it didn’t taste bad, but Morph had gotten good at growing food, which was nice because then he didn’t have to worry about buying it or cooking it. He could just grow it, which was great because his cooking skills sucked, and he was always too anti-social to try and get a job.

Hearing a voice, he looked away from the vine and flowers, turning his head in the direction of the voice. Yes, the boy did look familiar, and it was very possible that he did in fact sit in front of him. ”I normally sleep through that class, so it’s possible.” he shrugged. Really he couldn’t remember math class, that was his snooze class, he didn’t give a crap about math. So if Eros did sit behind him, he wouldn’t remember, but he did look familiar, and Morpheus normally remembers people in his classes.

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Eros stood against the statue, watching the horticulturist at his work. He had to admit, being able to grow your own grapes for personal consumption was a cool idea, but vastly unnecessary for a vampire. Needless to say, Eros wasn't too envious. Although, he did like the idea of utilizing self-procured vines to contain people. He could just picture the many ways he could lift people and maximize the pleasure of sex. He began to grin as he pictured this, but quickly contained his thoughts and sectioned those off for later fantasies. Refocusing on the guy in front of him, he shifted his weight just as he was noticed. He raised his eyebrows to listen to the elf. He had to admit, that as he placed the face to the ass he was picturing, the guy wasn't too bad looking. He made a mental note to see if the guy was in his gym class, for a more extensive look at his body.

And, although he couldn't grant the guy a rating in the high portion of the one-to-ten scale, it was surely over five; and, with a body that Eros was imagining laid under those clothes, Eros would pursue the guy if he found a path. Again, he sectioned his thoughts off for further fantasies and returned to the beginning of the conversation, hoping not to cause an awkward turn. "Ya, I reall only remember your back side mostly, between you sleeping and getting up to leave." Eros's stoic face leaked forth no emotion as he attempted to pick up the conversation pace. However, he was rather bad at this, not caring to be good either, so he would obviously struggle here.

"So, are you in any of my other classes? I'm thinking at least two others...not sure..." Eros wasn't sure if he was in any other classes, but this would definitely leave the conversation open for progression. Eros slid down the statue, bending his knees as he sat on the cold ground and placing his forearms upon them. This caused him to have to look up towards the boy, but that wasn't a problem, really. Besides, this left his bulged crotch open to be stared at, just in case this kid did want anything. Eros needed to play this situation off cautiously if he didn't want the guy to just storm away, which, if it happened wouldn't really matter. But, Eros had nothing better to do, so he needed to keep this guy here for as long as possible for entertainment.

[morpheus legolas brooks]

Uncrossing his legs, he stretched them out, before bending one and propping himself up with his hands. He wasn’t quite sure if he liked this position better or not, but he didn’t want to stay still like the statue. Anyways, the longer he was still the more likely it was that another plant would start growing, which was exactly what he was trying to avoid. That and hoping that he wasn’t sending dreams to people who were sleeping, he had caught himself doing that before and stopped before the dream had been sent, but he would have to be paying extremely close attention to his emotions and his powers at the same time. Which wasn’t always that easy. He pushed those thoughts aside though, instead giving his attention to the boy in front of him.

Morpheus gave a small nod at his words. He wasn’t entirely sure if it was good thing, or just didn’t really matter, that the guy remembered his back side, but he quickly shoved that out of his head. He was trying not to confuse himself or get nervous or make things awkward, and thoughts like that would fall under at least one of those categories. He really wasn’t good at this whole conversation thing, because he honestly didn’t know what else to say, or if he should just stay quiet, so he opted to go with the stay quiet for now. Talking was not his forte.

”Um, I think you’re in my gym class…but I skip that class a lot so…” his voice trailed off as he gave a slight shrug. Yeah, he wasn’t a big fan of gym, it involved too much running and he really didn’t like the locker rooms, but he just wasn’t comfortable around people period, and without a shirt on just made it worse. ”I’m not sure about what else though.” he added, watching the guy slide down the statue, and sit in a postion tht made it almost impossible not to notice his crotch. Morpheus’s eyes were stuck there for a few seconds before he quickly pulled away, mentally yelling at himself.

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For the life of him, Eros could not ever remember seeing the boy in his gym class. That must be explained by the boy's continuation about skipping the class quite often. Eros shrugged mentally and continued breathing. If he had remembered the boy, he was assuming Morpheus was not the kid to go walking around naked within the lockerrooms. And, of course, Eros definitely kept a good memory about the nude bodies walking around before and after gym. He figured that he could probably identify half of the guys in his gym class just by seeing their dicks. And that was saying something, considering only he and one other junior that he knew of had distinguishable marks upon their members.

"Yea, you might be. Though if you skip, that's probably why I don't really remember you." He decided not to insert the bit about only paying attention to the hot, nude bodies around him that he did pay close attention to. It was probably something that he would have said online to the boy, but not here. "As for other classes, I'm not sure either." Eros would have to make sure he looked for the boy during school the next day just to see where exactly he would have remembered him from other than math class. Taking a deep breath, Eros didn't stop from keeping eye contact with the boy and watching him in general. It was what Eros did. He watched people and observed. He was rather good at it, too. He could tell when people were uncomfortable, lying, and horny ninety-nine percent of the time, among noticing other emotions.

Watching Morpheus here, Eros did notice a shift in the direction of his eyesight. it was right where Eros had been hoping to see the boy look. Eros smirked and debated about what to say to the boy now. He could call him out or neglect to mention anything. The latter was definitely no fun, so Eros began thinking about what to say in the few seconds that the elf's eye were trained on his genital region. "Well, most guys wouldn't exactly stare so obviously at another guy's crotch. But I guess you did say you weren't sure about your sexual preference." Truthfully, Eros wasn't one to look away, though depending on who it was, he may not make it so obvious.

[morpheus legolas brooks]

He gave a small nod at his words once again, not exactly sure what to say. Again he was just going to with the staying quiet option, not knowing what else to do really. Morpheus rarely did show up to gym, mainly because being in a room with a bunch of guys walking around naked was not exactly what he considered comfortable, and it often just made him more confused than he already was, and not many people liked it when you stared at their dick’s, so he just tried to stay away from the place as much as possible. Though he would probably have to show up soon, since he figured he had to go at least once a month, and he hadn’t showed up lately.

Morpheus was aware that the guy was keeping eye contact with him, and watching him, which was kind of making him feel a little uncomfortable, but that wasn’t a hard task to achieve. Especially when the person made their genital regions extremely obvious and hard to miss. Hearing Eros speak, Morpheus accidentally made a vine start grow around his ankle, but he was completely oblivious to that right now. ”Um…uh…well, it was um…hard to miss.” he stumbled over his words, not knowing exactly what to say. He had really tired not to stare, it just hadn’t worked, and it was going to be harder not to stare now that he had already done it.

Of course, as he had been speaking the vine had started attaching itself to the ground and wrapping around his ankle more, and starting to slowly move up his leg, and he was not noticing it at all. Morpheus was too busy trying to not look at the guy’s crotch again, and unconfused himself. The unconfusing himself wasn’t working very well, he wasn’t exactly sure if he liked guys, but he had to admit he had liked what he had seen and he had to force himself not to look again. It didn’t help that he hadn’t had sex in awhile either, really, it didn’t. Neither did it help that the vine had grown up to his knee, and Morpheus still hadn’t noticed it.

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By now, Eros had noticed the small vine entangling itself around the boy, but this had made Eros curious over the internet, so he let it work its course. When it began to get uncomfortable, then Morpheus would notice and do something about it. That would certainly entertain Eros for at least a good minute, maybe more depending on how high the vine grew. Eros could tell from the guy's body language that he was beginning to grow uncomfortable, but that was only maximized when he responded to Eros's comment about his crotch. The uncomfort of the elf made the vampire smirk and chuckle a bit. Although, this was new, it wasn't due to making fun of him, Eros just found it amusing. That scared him, for this was a different feeling. In his own awkward way, Morpheus made Eros feel more at ease.

Bouncing that thought into his mind to contemplate later, Eros subtly pulled his legs farther apart, just passing the movement off as stretching if it were to be noticed. This caused the fabric to go taught and the bulge to become more noticeable. He was toying with him now. "Don't worry about it, I'm fine with it. I'd probably be doing the same thing, only I've gotten rather good at being unnoticeable while doing so." Inadvertantly, the boy had given Eros a compliment. Hard to miss? That definitely meant that the boy was talking about size, and positive comments about size were always compliments. By now though, Eros was starting to figure this kid out by his body language. This was going to be fun.

He had already pinpointed reasons other than strenuous activity for not going to gym, mainly the nude guys. And in Eros's opinion, this guy was gay, or at least bisexual, but was repressing the thoughts as wrong and immoral. Or something of the sorts. He was "confused," so to speak, which meant he liked guys, but was in denial about accepting it. It was also obvious that the kid was having a rough time focusing on other things, evinced by the vine crawling further up his leg. Eros was going to have fun with this one, though not in the usual way. Somehow, he rather liked the kid's innocence and, along with the obvious sexual urges, felt an odd liking to the kid, as a friend of sorts if things would play out that way. "At some point, I'll show you the art of discreet dick-checking-out. It's a good skill to have."

[morpheus legolas brooks]

The vampire’s chuckle just made him feel even more uncomfortable, he wasn’t exactly sure why though; he just knew that it did. But just being around people often made him uncomfortable. Morpheus was trying to keep his attention on the guy, without looking at his crotch, but it wasn’t working out to well, especially when Eros pulled his legs farther apart. He saw it out of the corner of his eyes, and he saw that the dude’s crotch was even more noticeable than before. For a split second he found his eyes diverting towards the guy’s crotch again, before he pulled his eyes back up to his face. He was starting to wonder if Eros had been toying with him, but he pushed those thoughts aside.

At least the guy was fine with Morpheus staring at his dick, it would have been a lot weirder had he not been okay with it. Though Morpheus had never thought that he wouldn’t be fine with it, he just would have rather not of been caught. Anyways, he did mention that he would probably be doing the same thing, but still, Morph would rather forget about his accidental stare at the guy’s crotch. As he attempted to steer his thoughts away from the guy’s crotch, the vine was making it hold firmer on his leg and growing up to his thigh discreetly, and completely unnoticed by Morpheus.

Morpheus had never thought that liking the same gender was wrong or immoral; he had just never thought that that was him, but lately he wasn’t sure, and this situation now was definitely adding to his unsureness. Hearing the guy speak, he gave a small nod. He didn’t really know what to say, but he knew he wasn’t good at discreet dick checking out, and he had been catching himself looking that way lately, so if he could do it without being completely noticeable that would be great. During his thoughts again, the vine had started to grow up farther, moving extremely close to his crotch. He didn’t notice it at all until he felt something rub up against his dick. Looking down, he noticed that the vine had his leg practically attached to the ground and was starting to get near his crotch. ”Fuck.” he muttered, attempting to shake his vine covered leg, but nothing happened. This was embarrassing. Reaching out, his tried to break the vine so that he could move his leg again, but when the vine broke it just grew back together again. Sighing, he closed his eyes, trying to gather up the power to get rid of the stupid vine. Pushing all other thoughts out of his head, the vine slowly started to disappear, though it looked more like it was just unwinding and going back into the ground. Opening his eyes again, the vine was gone, except for a small piece that he glared at and it disappeared.

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As the elf grew more uncomfortable, Eros took notice. He thought he had even seen his eyes dart back to his crotch, but he wasn't sure, so he wouldn't go there. Maybe. For now however, he was content with watching the vine curl up the guy's leg and reach out for his dick. This was rather amusing to Eros, who had never seen anything like this before. Thoughts about sexual ventures and plants began to seep back onto the front burner of Eros's mind. He let them stay there for awhile, trying to solidify images for later use. he didn't exactly know how to continue the conversation at this point, so he just took to what he did best and sat back, waiting. He also held a little hope that the elf would turn back towards the red bulge.

The nods from the elf, obviously replacing any speech, went noticed by Eros, who didn't know whether to just nod back or push the subject. He didn't want to overwhelm the guy with sexual conversations, but that did seem to be where this was heading in the mind of Eros. He couldn't help it, especially as he noticed the vine snake further up the other boy's leg. He was curious as to when he would take notice of the vegetable actively pursuing his manhood. However, he received his answer as the vine did make it to where his dick would be. Eros had good vision, but he couldn't be sure if there was in fact a bulge present or not. Snapping into action, the elf began to manipulate the vine physically out of its stronghold. The vegetable-to-dick contact must have made him realize what was going on.

He watched as the boy struggled, finally giving up to put it back the way it was created, which seemed like an obvious method to Eros. "Nice trick," Eros said, not exactly moving his gaze away from where the tip of the plant had previously been, "I was wondering when you would notice." Eros kept looking forward for awhile before he returned to attempting to make eye contact. Exhaling deeply, Eros began thinking of how to salvage this conversation. Ordinarily it would have just moved to sex or something from here, but this guy was harder to crack. Besides, he didn't want to screw up any future friendship, if possible, by doing something stupid here. "You seem pretty cool, I rather like you," Eros added, cut and dry, "though, you seem rather innocent. The best way to become unconfused is usually through experience and figuring out what works." It was odd that Eros would give advice on such matters that caused him his own deal of trouble, but for some reason he felt a pang of sympathy for this guy.

[morpheus legolas brooks]

Yes, maybe it would have been easier if Morpheus would have just started with using magic to get rid of the vine, but he hadn’t exactly been thinking straight. He had just done the first thing that came to mind, which did not normally include using magic. For him, instead of blushing, vines started growing, so he was going to have his work cut out for him to not grow anymore goddamn vines. Really, he wouldn’t mind a power binding potion some days, just to stop himself from embarrassing himself. Though that might be able to be controlled if he would pay attention in his magic class, but eh, he didn’t really feel like it. Paying attention took too much effort and energy, if it didn't deal with school though then he might not care as much and be more willing to try and pay attention.

Figures. Eros would have noticed the vine creeping up his leg, wouldn’t he? He kind of wished that the vampire would have said something about it, but at the same he was glad that he hadn’t. ”It’s only nice occasionally.” he muttered, deciding to ignore his comment on wondering when he would notice. Though he did wish that he would have noticed sooner, before the vine had decided to rub up against his crotch. That would have been nice, but things like that did tend to avoid Morpheus. He never had much luck these days, at least not the good kind.

”Um…thanks, you don’t seem too bad yourself.” he replied, unsure really what to say, but opted this time to use words instead of a nod, it was a bit nicer. Though he didn’t know exactly what to do about what he said next, he pretty much knew that already, but he was trying to find another to unconfuse himself, he had just yet to find one. ”Yeah, I’ve heard that before I think. “ where he had heard it he couldn’t exactly remember, but his memory didn’t always like him, and only worked when it chose to, not always when he wanted it to.

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Eros exhaled loudly. he didn't know how much farther he could push the boy without practically going up to him and start making out with him, which wasn't how Eros worked with unwilling participants. He decided not to respond to Morpheus's comment about it being a nice power occassionally because, well, there was no need to respond. He quite plainly understood the pros and cons of such a power. Although, he couldn't imagine what would have happened had that vine reached its desired location, or at least what it looked like it wanted. had the boy been wearing nothing but boxers...talk about awkward and painful.

Eros laughed a little at his next statement. "I guess I'm not so bad once you get to know me and can handle my sexual obsession." It was true; when Eros was horny, man was he horny. There wasn't anything else he could focus on then. However, he genuinely wanted to help this guy experience the lovely world of being gay, or at least bisexual. Eros could help in at least one of the departments then. Subconciously adjusting his legs to make his crotch more evident, which he surprisingly didn't mean to do, Eros decided to think out a plan for this boy.

After a few seconds, the vampire was determined to help this guy out, whether he wanted his help or not. Of course, the case was probably the latter. "Well, I'm taking you under my wing then. We won't stop until you figure things out, or at least loosen up and have a bit of fun." Eros rolled his eyes. The kid looked like he was being held in solitary confinement against his will. Either that or a girl fresh out of an English abbey. Eros chuckled internally at his second comparison, though he would rather fool around with Morpheus in a priest get-up rather than a nun's.

[morpheus legolas brooks]

This meeting wasn’t turning out nearly as bad as it could have; it was actually going pretty well, excluding the part about the vine of course. It was a little uncomfortable, but that was normal for Morpheus. Eros didn’t seem that bad, just obsessed with sex like he said. Which wasn’t really a bad thing, just made him a little bit more uncomfortable at times, and normally he wasn’t a huge fan of vampires. He cracked a small smile at the guy’s words, not sure what else to do. Maybe this would turn out to be okay, and hopefully he would get less uncomfortable as they continued the conversation.

Of course the guy would move his legs to make it so his crotch was even more noticeable almost at the exact time that Morpheus had been glancing away from his face. Again his gaze got stuck on the vampire’s crotch for a few seconds, before realizing what he was doing and looking away. Now he could really use that knowledge on how to look at other guy’s dicks discreetly. Or maybe just some of the elf wisdom that seemed to always pass him by. Well, either way it was already done, it wasn’t like he could go back and make it a little less obvious, though that would be awesome if he could.

”Um…what?” he asked, a little startled. He wasn’t sure what he thought of this idea…he was perfectly able to figure things out on his own. He didn’t really need to be taken under someone’s wing, right? Of course he didn’t, he was fine on his own. ”Hey I do have fun.” he added, just now realizing the last part of what he said. Most people though wouldn’t consider his ideas of fun very fun, except maybe the guitar playing, but besides that, his idea of fun were very elfy things.

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Eros noticed the small smile appear on the guys face. Finally. He may have actually cracked the guy ever so slightly. maybe just enough to start forming a bond with him. Hopefully that was the case. Eros returned to the thought of possibly having an elf for a friend, maybe even as something a little more on occassion. He liked the natural idea that presented itself. Of all the species his dick had been in at this house over the years, he had yet to score an elf. That and a ghost of course, but they didn't exactly count. He wondered if elves had different sizes than everyone else. Most of the human-based species, like vampires and shape-shifters and werewolves, had average sizes, althought the latter was rather hairy. Species like the demons were usually larger, with fairies being small by nature. Of course, who knew if that glamour power of theirs could work to their advantage.

Eros snickered at his recollection of his various lays. Some were definitely worth remembering. However, as he caught sight of a shift in eyesight coming from the elven boy across from him. He rolled his eyes and seriously began contemplating just getting rid of his clothes right there. The line of sight lingered on his genital region for a few seconds before it moved elsewhere. "And you think you don't need my help. If you want, I can just get rid of the pants and you can stare all you like." Eros lifted his eyebrows, joking, yet keeping the idea up for grabs.

He laughed at himself a bit, really deciding he needed to hit home on this issue. Ignoring the defense about having fun, Eros just jumped into his thought process. "Look, you've been staring at me at least twice, though I think I caught a third. We can either just do it right now and go our separate ways or I can help you be a bit more experienced and inconspicuous in this area." Both ways provided them doing things sometime, the latter more than others, but if one time was all he could get, it was better than nothing.

[morpheus legolas brooks]

Really, must Eros wear such tight pants? Though as much as Morpheus would like to blame his staring of the day on the fact of how tight the boy’s pants were, part of him knew (well that little voice in the back of his head that was really annoying and sometimes didn’t know when to shut the hell up) that that really wasn’t the problem, it just hadn’t helped at all. Just helped in making things harder. And in making him more confused than he already was. Now he was looking forward to going to sleep, that way he could give his brain a rest.

He was totally caught in the act again. Dang it. He really needed to get better at that, or just learn how to not look. ”I’ll pass.” he muttered, trying not to look at Eros. He knew that he had been joking, but he would rather just forget about it right now. This meeting was really starting to make him think too much, he was almost certain now that he was at least bisexual, but he wasn’t exactly positive. You know, it could just be hormones, or at least that’s what he kept telling himself. Oh his brain really was starting to need a rest from all this thinking.

Crap. ”Um…uh…well it’s not my fault that your dick is extremely noticeable and hard not to look at!” he almost let the word ‘huge’ slip out to, but he was able to keep that one inside of his head. ”I didn’t mean to stare!” he added, a venus fly trap spurting up a few feet away from them. Thoughts were starting to overcrowd his brain, he would rather go with neither of the guy’s choices, but for some reason he didn’t see that happening. Morpheus just didn’t want to think about this right now, he was beyond uncomfortable, had already spoken more than he was used to, and was starting to feel extremely awkward. His eyes closed for a few seconds, trying to clear his mind and make sure that nothing else started growing. ”Fine. I’ll go with the second option.” he muttered, opening his eyes again.

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