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Post by BENJAMIN CASTRILLO on Oct 25, 2016 3:12:26 GMT
 Benjamin had just about had the worst day imaginable. To start off right, he'd woken up late, thirty minutes late to be exact. To compensate for the messy hair and overall drowsy look, Ben had worn a nicer outfit, featuring his new pair of dress shoes his mother had bought him for his birthday. Being in the Department of International Magical Cooperation often required some international travel, which meant he had to look nice when going on trips. On the days he didn't have any meetings planned, the attire would get a serious downgrade. Nothing too casual, just a little less fancy and expensive looking. Benjamin still wasn't completely convinced that his co-workers didn't prefer him to handle the important stuff just because his father's fancy (and incredibly expensive) suits made a better impression, but he wasn't complaining. More experience meant a better chance at a raise, and the more money he got, the sooner he could retire. To continue on with the story, once he got to work he spilled coffee over said expensive shoes. Hot coffee. After casting a quick cleaning spell on the floor, he made a mad dash for the bathroom, face flushed with embarrassment. The accident had drawn quiet a few on-lookers, especially since excitement in the office was rare. Once inside a stall, Ben was able to spell most of the damage away. Thankfully the thick material of his shoes had prevented any burns, but the skin did get a little sensitive, making for an uncomfortable work day. To add insult to injury, his fellow congress workers found fun in teasing him about it throughout lunch, especially the ones who'd taken a disliking to him. He opted for early dismissal, claiming to have gotten a call from his cousin (he didn't have one) asking to get a ride home from the store. The Head of the Department begrudgingly accepted the excuse and let him off, but requested that he stay later tomorrow. Ben had little problem with that and happily returned to his spacious apartment. Being as lucky as he was, Ben was welcomed home by a landlord investigation regarding the possession of his next door neighbors stolen jewelry. Ever since he and... well he didn't particularly remember his name, had spent an extra loud night together three months ago, the old lady next door had been giving him the stink eye. And when her great-great-grandmother's pearls were swiped, she was more than happy to point the finger at him. After letting the landlord conduct a thorough search, he was finally given the clear, much to the old lady's dismay. At this point Ben was more than ready to rip out his in-famous golden brown locks, but decided for a night at the club instead. Ebrius was a favorite of his. The atmosphere, was always nice, and there was a 99% chance no one who worked with his father would be there to catch him, especially not on a weeknight. There was also the fact that when he decided to show up, he almost never went home alone. And tonight, he needed it more than ever. Between the coffee incident (fingers crossed no one from the congress would be here, he didn't need another rehashing off the spill) and the personal vindictive his neighbor had formed against him, Ben needed something good in his day. He entered the room with his usually swagger, looking confident and cool. Ben didn't come around enough to be considered a 'regular', but his face was still a familiar one. The crowd was large for a Wednesday night, but he managed to find a seat for himself at the bar. As people moved to dance more spots opened up beside him. If Lady Luck decided to give him another shot, maybe someone would sit down and strike up conversation. An attractive someone, hopefully. (ooc:i left it up to you if this is before or after the hookup  ) THANK YOU MALIA TATE FROM ADOXOGRAPHY |
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Post by PERRY FELLWICK on Oct 26, 2016 22:50:22 GMT
[attr="class","wall"] It wasn't that Perry didn't like people, they just frustrated him. Just annoyed him when they did things that were unplanned, just made him grit his teeth when they messed up something he had spent so long on. They just made him pull out his own hair when he felt like he was working ten times as hard for the same rewards. If people would just leave him to do his job in peace, he suspected he would like them a lot more. He also suspected that was why he hadn't had a serious relationship since he had been at school.
Perry had nothing against love, had nothing against dates and dating and the whole production that went with it. It just wasn't for him. Being in a relationship with someone took time, took energy and took money that Perry couldn't afford to spend. If he was going to be the president of the Congress by the time he was thirty, he knew he was going to have to work hard and devote all of his life to the job. There just wasn't room for another person - well, there was, as long as they didn't stay for more than a night or two. That had been Perry's emotional connection for the last ten years. A string of one night stands that probably, if Perry thought about it, were not going to help him in his bid for the bigger job. If there was a scandal it was going to be to do with Perry's sex life. But he sort of didn't mind. If the only bad thing about him was that he had too much sex well, that wasn't much of a bad thing.
So as the day came to an end, Perry packed up his office and sorted out the last of the files; flicking his wrist as they all magically flew back into place. His office was quite large, larger than the head of the department but only because Perry seemed to look after more of the files. It had a window out into the no-maj world so Perry could spend his day watching them trip around the city and try and avoid the cabs as they weaved through the traffic. It was a whole other world and one that Perry enjoyed living in. Especially since he could do magic.
Locking up the office, Perry returned to his apartment with every intention of doing more work. But it was the middle of the week and Perry still had two more days of work - he could do the paperwork in the morning and just have fun for once. Fun could have been staying in and watching a movie with a beer...or finding someone to spend the night with. No surprises to which once Perry found more appealing.
Changing into a slightly more casual suit, he headed out to Ebrius. On a Wednesday there was usually a smaller crowed, but apparently that wasn't the case tonight. Walking in, Perry nodded in the direction of the barman that recognised him. There was something about being in the club that always seemed to get Perry's heart racing. Maybe it was the deep baseline or the fact people were dancing far too close to each other for it to be appropriate. Heading to the bar he waved his membership card and ordered his drink. Usually a waitress delivered. But someone had caught his eye. Benjamin Castrillo, worked on level six - Perry was a level one man. They had met once before, in a similar situation to the one they were in now. Both out, both a little tipsy and both wanting to leave with someone rather than by themselves. He wondered if maybe Benjamin was back again for the same reasons.
Smiling as he was handed his drink he moved a little closer so he could be heard over the music. Fancy seeing you here, he began, a soft tease to his voice, It's been a while, rough day? Perry asked sliding into the free barstool next to the other man.
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Post by BENJAMIN CASTRILLO on Oct 27, 2016 4:27:36 GMT
Ben waved a barista over, ordering a drink before placing a tip in the tip jar. The service was to known by him to be good, and he’d always had an appreciation for the people who worked at bars or clubs. Dealing with drunk sleazes every day? A very hard pass, thank you very much. While Ben could probably get into the atmosphere, it would take much more effort to get used to the people that came with it. At this thought, his eyes darted behind him to land on the crazed dance floor, watching the people dance, or should he say grind, to the beat. His attention was only drawn back to the bar when a familiar face made way beside him.
“Fellwick” he purred as he slipped a smile onto his face. Perry, for all his flaws, turned out to be a good time when he wanted to be. Although that didn’t mean Ben wasn’t endlessly judging him for the hours he spent at Congress. Benjamin doubted Perry had someone breathing down his neck, but the two worked around the same hours, albeit Perry much harder. What was his drive? If Ben cared enough to know, he would have asked. Tonight he was going to have fun. Casual conversation could be saved for lunches in the office.
At Perry's question, Ben’s easy smile faltered, if not just for a second. The fact that he was asking meant he’d probably missed out on the whole coffee escapade, thank god, but now he was left with the choice of telling him the whole truth, or just ‘stretching’ it a bit. Lying was out of the picture. Once someone got a reputation as a liar, it was hard to shake, even if it was something as simple as bar conversation. (What was the name they gave that no-maj politician? Lyin’ Fred? Ted? He preferred to stay out of their presidential affairs. They tended to be such a mess, especially when they took their arguments to the internat.)
Ben gave a slight shrug, “You could say that.” He’d opted for dodging the question completely. “What about you? Good day?” He inquired, before adding, "Or are you just looking to blow off some steam?”
The soft grin had returned to his face, gaze cast downward as he used the small black straw to stir his freshly made drink around his glass. He wasn’t completely uninterested in his reply, but he wasn’t completely interested either. Ben had come here for one reason and one reason only, and Perry could most defiantly be the one to help him reach that goal.
Somewhere he’d read, probably in a no-maj book, that the number one rule to success in an office is to never hook-up with your co-workers. Technically he and Perry weren’t really co-workers (they were five floors apart for christs sake), but Ben had been skeptical all the same.
He had caved quite quickly in the end. Who was he to give up a pretty face and a smile? Thank Merlin he hadn’t too. As much as he'd hate to admit it, he wouldn’t have minded seeing Perry again, especially if it was for another hook-up. His only complaint was that they’d ended up at Perry’s place. Ben had recently decided, as a thank you to his lovely neighbor, that any and all activities would be happening in his apartment.
His eyes slowly returned to meet Perry's. “What have you been up to since the last time I saw you?"
(ooc: sorry it was such a quick reply! don't feel like you have to respond that fast ^^) THANK YOU MALIA TATE FROM ADOXOGRAPHY |
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Post by PERRY FELLWICK on Oct 27, 2016 20:43:57 GMT
[attr="class","wall"] The way his surname rolled off Benjamin's tongue made his hair stand on end. There was something about the tone of his voice that put Perry right back to the night they had spent together. There hadn't honestly been a lot of talking, but Perry remembered Benjamin's lips and the way they moved every time his name was said. Not just his surname either, though Perry suspected they weren't on a first name basis when Benjamin was sober. He didn't mind, Castrillo was a good enough name. Not that Perry planned on being sober for long.
Taking his drink from the bar he took a long drink, downing half the glass in one. He didn't know Benjamin all that well, but he knew the guy worked hard. There was always a couple on each floor that Perry knew solely based on the amount of effort they put into their job. He already knew that if he ever made president there were certain people that were going straight to the top. Benjamin might have been on of them - or Perry would keep the man for himself.
He laughed lightly at Benjamin's reply. Wasn't every day a 'rough day' when you thought about it? Perry tended to rate his days on a traffic light system. Green was a good day, amber was an okayish day and red was a day he would rather have spent in bed in the company of someone else. Most of the week had been amber, Monday had branched into red - but most Mondays were the same. Perry licked his lower lip and finished his drink, calling the barman over for another.
Day was rough. Though I'm hoping to blow more than just steam, he said with a slight smirk playing on his lips. He knew Benjamin would get the innuendo, they were basically on the same page; at least Perry hoped they were. Benjamin seemed like the type of person to share the humour. Even if he didn't you couldn't not see that kind of joke in the kind of bar they were in.
He smiled at the barman as his next drink arrived, his fingers running delicately around the edge of the glass. He was surprised that Benjamin hadn't already found someone; the other man was far too attractive to be all alone. He tilted his head to one side as Benjamin continued with the pleasantries. Surprisingly, working. I also got a bigger office, with a window this time so I can spy on the no-maj's. There's a sit-com romance happening in the coffee shop across the street. He just won't tell the girl he likes her, every freaking day! Perry liked his new office. The light was so much better. There was also something very freeing about having a window. To actually see the sunshine once in a while and to open it up for a fresh breeze. Other than that, just the usual - looking for hot men to take home for the night.
Perry smiled his tongue grazing his lower lip as he shot the other man a wink. What about you? No office romances to gossip about?
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Post by BENJAMIN CASTRILLO on Oct 28, 2016 11:23:56 GMT
Perry’s comment was enough to make him shiver. At least know he knew they were in the same mindset. Good. Ben would not have been pleased to discover the guy he’d set his sights on was planning on leaving alone.
His eyes followed Perry’s, watching him explain the workings of his new office. He nodded along as he spoke, genuinely pleased that the other man had been given such a nice space. Yes, he wouldn’t deny the fact that Perry’s office now sounded like it was double the size of his was irking him a bit, but at the same time….. how private was this office? Ben decided to refrain from asking this certain question, for now at least. It seemed almost inappropriate to interrupt someone else's success with some cheesy line hinting at places they could 'do-it'. Ben also wasn't sure how'd Perry would feel about hook-ups at work. He took a deep breath as he put his full attention on his company. Perhaps currently, his thoughts should be elsewhere. He carefully downed the rest of his glass as he accepted a new one from the bartender.
The twenty-six year old continued to listen to Perry talk, pleased that he had an answer to his llast question and not just another way to beat around the bush. “Office romances?” Ben shook his head, thinking back to all his disastrous conversations executed in his co-workers sorry excuse for French. The people he worked with weren’t dreadful, just a tad too obnoxious for his liking. They talked too much (usually in French because they thought he’d ‘like it’), they all decided to eat lunch at the same time (wheres the sensibility in that?), and occasionally a few select workers would match their socks with sandals. Not only did they want to ruin his work day, but damage his eyes as well.
“I talk to them as little as possible. They think that just because they take a few business trips to France they’re qualified frenchmen.” He inserted a dramatic eye roll while grumbling. “Stupide! That’s what they are…. stupide… morons….” Ben stopped to look at Perry, taking a moment to remind himself why he was here. If he had something to whine about, he could always go home and rant to the doorman later. The fact that he was better friends with his doorman than his own co-workers wasn’t usually something he tried to recall during conversations with a handsome men at bars but Perry seemed set on being all the exceptions. Hook-ups on weeknights . Hook-ups with co-workers. A second hook-up. A second hook-up with a co-worker on a weeknight. Whats one more to the list?
He leaned closer, talking in an almost-whisper as he moved into his preferred language. “Tu parles, Français” His words rolled off his tongue in the slight french accent he managed to slip into when speaking French. "Vous, unlike the dense dummies on my level, sont très amusant. I’d be willing to…. teach you a few things.” His face wasn’t too far from Perry’s anymore, his words basically drifting onto the other man's lips. At this point, Ben wasn’t going to be shy. Perry’s not-so-sly comment about wanting to blow something (that defiantly wasn’t steam) tonight was a good indicator that he wasn’t too interested in taking it slow either.
(Stupide - stupid
Tu parles, Français - Do you speak French?
Vous, unlike the dense dummies on my level, sont très amusant - You, unlike the dense dummies on my level, are very entertaining)
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Post by PERRY FELLWICK on Oct 29, 2016 19:17:10 GMT
[attr="class","wall"] Perry let out a laugh at the mention of Benjamin's co-workers. He knew the type. You saw them on tv, in sit-coms, in comedy shows with no thought that they might actually be real people. But they were, and they all seemed to swarm around Perry's desk. Especially after they found out his actual name, every message was sent with the same sarcastic tone - as if Perry had chosen his own birth name. He hated the way they looked at him like he'd announced he was actually part banshee. Like it was the office joke.
He couldn't help but smile as the man lapsed into French. Perry knew a little, the basics really. He knew how to order coffee in seven different languages and how to talk people into bed in about five. But if anyone tried to have a conversation with him, well, he would just nod and agree with whatever was happening. Which might have got him into more trouble than he had wanted. He moved closer, sliding off the bar stool and into the gap between his and Benjamin's. His hip bumped against the man's knee as he brought his drink up to his chest; as if he was protecting it from someone who wanted to steal it away.
The French made Perry flush slightly, there was something about the way the words rolled off the tongue that had always appealed. They called it the language of love and Perry could see why. He slid his hand onto Benjamin's shoulder, moving it up to his neck so he could run his thumb over the man's lips. A slight smile appeared, Oh yeah? What can you teach me?
Leaning forward he licked his lower lip. Vouloir faire l'amour ce soir? he asked before using his hand for leverage so he could press their lips together. It was rough, needy and over far too soon. Perry pulled away and downed his drink, eyebrow raised.
Should I order another? Or is there somewhere else we can go and...talk?
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Post by BENJAMIN CASTRILLO on Oct 30, 2016 5:42:49 GMT
Dark eyes watched as the other man slipped off his stool and moved between his legs. His knees pressed against Perry’s sides, holding him in his place. He hummed, lips pulled into a devilish smirk. “Oh I can teach you plenty.” His eyes followed Perry’s tongue as they grew closer together, studying its movement across his bottom lip. He really hoped Perry was attempting to tease. If he was this good as his own, Benjamin didn't know what he'd do if he started trying.
He did managed to catch the flush of Perry's cheeks as he moved into French. He filed that away for later. Benjamin had a way of using anything and everything against you. He made note of little details most people figured weren’t useful, and it gave him a nice advantage. Anything to stay a step ahead was appreciated, most deeply by his father. The technique had actually been taught to him by his mother. 'Following the clues! The little ones of course! They'll always lead the way...' his mom used to remind. !'It helped in business trips, especially when he wasn’t exactly sure what the Brazilian Vice President was saying.
Albeit in this particular moment, he knew precisely what Perry was trying to get across.
"N'était-ce pas le plan ? Je-“ He was cut off by his lips being pushed roughly against Perrys, and oh god he didn’t want it too stop. He'd been here for not even half an hour and already he'd found perfection. Maybe last time he’d been too tipsy to remember it but god he was almost thankful he hadn't. Getting to experience that for the first time, twice? G o d. He nearly began to protest when the lips were removed from his.
It was right then and there that Ben decided that Perry was going to be waking up in his bed. He was bored, desperate, and if he didn’t get his hands on him right now Ben was certain he’d go mad. “Hmmm, for talking? Well there’s a lovely window seat in my apartment. Theres the couch as well. And the new mattress is awful comfy…"
Ben slid off his own seat. Their bodies were brought even closer for a few seconds, barely touching, until Benjamin moved to the side. His empty glass was discarded on the bar along with a $20 bill he’d managed to remove from his wallet. Carefully, he slid his hand into Perry’s back pocket and began to lead them out of the club. Still wearing the smirk, he leaned down to whisper in his ear, deliberately placing his lips close enough to tickle him. “Here’s to hoping you’re a hands-on learner.”
(N'était-ce pas le plan ? Je- - Was that not the plan? I)
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Post by PERRY FELLWICK on Nov 1, 2016 11:29:58 GMT
[attr="class","wall"] The next few moments after the kiss happened in a bit of a blur. Perry glanced out over the rest of the club - half fearful he was going to see a co-worker, though he was pretty sure they never came to places like this. Then money was deposited on the bar and Benjamin was on his feet too. Perry wanted to lean back in again, to press Benjamin back against the bar and kiss him for the next hour. But there was a level of PDA that Perry was comfortable with, and he was pretty sure they were going beyond it. He smirked as he felt a hand in his back pocket, and he grazed his tongue slowly over his lower lip at Benjamin's words. Turning he quickly brought his hand to the back of the other man's neck, pulling him down for another heated kiss, letting Benjamin move back half an inch.
It's like you don't even know me, he teased as they moved out into the street. The cool air was sharp and Perry was very glad he had another body to share warmth with. Dragging Benjamin down the side of the building and down a side alley he gave the man one last peck on the lips before a quick 'pop' had them vanishing into thin air.
Landing just outside Benjamin's apartment - it would have been rude to apparate straight into it after all - Perry made sure no one had seen before finally letting go of the other man. Well, enough that Perry would be able to open the door. Perry had always had a good memory of places, especially places he had enjoyed. The same with people. Though give him dates or figures and he was a little more forgetful.
In fact Perry's hands hardly left Benjamin for the rest of the night. They moved fast and they moved slow. Hot and heavy and Perry was pretty sure he was going to have bruises in the morning - which might be due to the fact he had practically tripped onto the bed after knocking a chest of drawers; kissing might have made him a little distracted. All he knew for sure that finding Benjamin at the bar had been the best thing for a Wednesday night.
Groaning he rolled over as a faint whistling from his pocket woke him up. His alarm. He had it charmed to make a different annoying sound every day so he didn't get complacent with it. Rolling off the side of the bed he reached for his wand and gave his wrist a flick, silencing the sound. Sighing he hauled himself back into the bed, laying on his back but turning his head to the other body next to him. They had work. They should get up. They should get dressed and go. But there was a little time, right?
Biting his lip he rolled onto his side, closer to the other man, his fingers trailing lazily over Benjamin's chest as he placed light butterfly kisses over his shoulder and up his neck.
You know they say once is an accident, twice is a coincidence and three times is a pattern, he mumbled, secretly hoping that whatever they had going on was going to turn into a pattern. He liked Benjamin - the sex was great, of course, but there was a connection that he hadn't felt with anyone else before. Maybe it was their similar personalities? Their combined hatred for their co-workers, he wasn't sure. But he felt it, and he sort of hoped that Benjamin did too.
Wanna play hookie and stay here? he teased, knowing full well that they might get away with missing an hour or two, but neither of them could afford to miss work. Shame. Maybe it was time to start up a pattern.
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Post by BENJAMIN CASTRILLO on Nov 7, 2016 12:09:57 GMT
Ben’s eyes began to pry open when an obnoxious beeping began to sound. The proximity of the noise told him it wasn’t his neighbor (wouldn’t have been the first time), so who? The question was quickly answered when Ben felt a shift in the mattress. Then the beeps were silenced. Figuring Perry had shut off the alarm because he wanted more sleep, Ben decided to follow his example and steal a few more minutes of shut eye. His plans were immediately shattered when he felt Perry press his lips against his spine, jolting his senses awake.
Memories from last night came flooding in. After they left the bar there was more kissing, lot’s more, and then they were at his apartment. At one point Ben recalls some angry pounding on the shared wall between him and the old lady next door. It could have been a dream. The lady was angry so often Ben had begun to expect the annoyance to the point where it appeared even when he was sleeping. Besides, they weren’t that loud. Yeah, Perry had basically ran himself into the cabinet and Ben may have shoved him up against said shared wall once or twice, but other than that…. His eyes trailed to the two vases on the floor, now chipped and cracked. The flowers weren’t that big of a problem, just a cheap thank you gift for the maid’s increase in pay. Ben thoughts were locked on the noise complaint he was sure was coming, only snapping out of his thoughts when Perry began to speak.
“A pattern? Hhmph, you wish" he murmured, leaning back into Perry's warm body. He could get used to waking up in someone's arms. Most ‘partners' left sometime during the early morning. None of them ever wanted to stay for breakfast. There was that one time the man had pulled off his ring when they’d gotten back to the apartment, and left in such a hurry he forgot it. Benjamin didn’t realize the significance until the man showed up that afternoon, angry wife in tow carrying threats of lawsuit and other things that were bound to damage his career. He hadn’t even thought much of the ring, writing it off as another piece of jewelry. The incident had defiantly taught him to start being more careful. A public scandal was the last thing he, or his father for that matter, needed. Speaking on which….
"Mmmm.... come on, you need to stop" he moaned as he rolled over to capture the other mans lips in a kiss of his own. His worlds held no meaning, and if they both didn't have jobs there was no doubt in his mind that they'd be spending the rest of the day in bed. Ben was never late to work though, even on days like this. Grant it, there weren’t many people out there like Perry.
“I don’t think hookies a good idea” Ben let a playful grin slip onto his lips. Turns out Perry wasn’t worth missing work just yet, but hat didn’t mean Ben planned on spending the rest of their time together doing boring adult like things. “How about we..… play a game? Take turns asking questions. Every question dodged means one less article of clothing you get to wear to work” he hummed, wiggling his eyebrows slightly.
He was fully facing him now, propped up on one elbow while his other hand drifted up to absentmindedly fiddle with Perry’s hair. “I’m dying to know…” he drawled, smiling down at him, “What’s your full name? It’s not really Perry is it?” he inquired, genuinely curious. He wasn’t usually one for casual exchanges, especially when he was supposed to be getting ready for work. Did he had a meeting today? Who knows? Who cares? When would he get another opportunity to talk to Perry like this? To anyone? He rarely sat down and really talked to someone. There was always a motive. He’d talk to his co-workers so they’d be nicer to him. He was chatty with his clients so they’d be more agreeable. He’d flirt with strangers so he wouldn’t have to spend the night alone.
But right now, Benjamin just really wanted to know.
And also maybe watch Perry walk into work without shoes on.
Most of his heart was in the right place.
He couldn’t help wonder if Perry’s parents had ever seen the no-maj kids’ T.V. shows. He’d recalled the work conversation regarding the cartoon featuring a blue rectangle named Perry. Herb and Phineas maybe? Benjamin was never sure with them. Honestly, the no-maj’s just needed to get their shit together. What could their children learn from a platypus? He internally shook his head. No-Majs….
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Post by PERRY FELLWICK on Nov 10, 2016 13:02:38 GMT
[attr="class","wall"] There was something about waking up with someone that was oddly intimate. In fact, even despite what they had been doing the night before, Perry suddenly felt a lot more vulnerable and a lot more aware of how his body was touching the other man's. But his insecurity quickly fled when his partner rolled over and they were kissing again. Perry's hand travelled down Benjamin's back to his ass, giving it a playful squeeze and keeping his hand there as he deepened the kiss for a moment. If he wasn't planning on making it to president in the next five years he would have charmed Benjamin to the bed and he would have stayed there all day. But as it was, he wanted a better career and lazing around completely naked with some guy was not the way to do it. No matter how nice Benjamin looked with his messed up hair and his sleepy eyes. Urgh.
Perry shrugged, as if playing hookie wasn't completely appealing with his body pressed up against someone else's. There would be other times. Wouldn't there? He raised his eyebrow at the game, a challenge more like. Something his competitive streak wasn't going to back down from too easily. He laughed at the rules and shook his head. Is this you wanting to see me naked all the time? he teased, his mind wandering to that nice new office he had. Unbroken, untarnished. It seemed a shame really. Wait a minute, he added as Benjamin asked the first question. Do I get to pick the item of clothing? Because if I don't answer you're just going to hide my shirt. Perry raised his eyebrow with a knowing look and brought his hand from Benjamin's ass up to his hip.
It wasn't that his name bothered him, not really. He had grown into it - even though he still argued that Perry was a lot easier for everyone involved. Especially for spelling. But to everyone else it was still a joke, still something to laugh about and make a big deal out of because it was unusual. Did they not realise they were wizards? Everything they did was unusual to the no-majs. So some people might have weird names. Perry had been named after some great-great-great grandfather who clearly had mother who loved birds.
He sighed and ran his hand through his hair, messing it up where Benjamin had been touching it moments before. He rolled his eyes and then moved onto his back his arm snaking under Benjamin's body to pull him that little bit closer. Tilting his head towards the other man he pursed his lips as if he was debating whether to risk it or just tell. Finally he let out a long breath and looked at the other man, a smile playing on his lips. If you tell anyone, when I become president. I will fire you so hard that you won't ever be able to get another job. Not just in the wizarding world either, The threat was idle and empty but Perry hoped it gave Benjamin some idea of how much he didn't like people knowing his full name. It's Peregrine, like the falcon, he admitted slowly, flushing slightly as if he was revealing some big secret.
But before Benjamin had time to make fun of him, Perry was thinking of the questions to ask. He didn't want to ask something easy - the thought of Benjamin going to work with no underwear on was very appealing. Even if he had trousers over the top. But he also didn't want to go too far and ask something Benjamin would hate him for. Tell me one of your secret kinks, he mumbled as his lips pressed to Benjamin's neck, trying not to leave any marks that couldn't be covered up by a shirt. He shouldn't instigate, shouldn't start something he couldn't stop. But they had time, sort of.
Or leave me with your underwear.
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Post by BENJAMIN CASTRILLO on Nov 20, 2016 9:35:28 GMT
The more time he spent in bed, the harder it would be for him to leave. Ever second spent with Perry was another seed of doubt planted in his mind. When Perry squeezed his ass he began to seriously doubt work was worth the hassle. Then again... there was their game to look forward too. If there one thing that could always make him smile, it would be watching other people make fools of themselves. Ben had endured his share of embarrassing moments, and it was reassuring to know other people got themselves into ridiculous situations as well. He wasn't a huge fan of laughing at other peoples pain, but how could you not find the secretary's hexed green hair hilarious?
Or, for example, the usually official looking assistant head walking in to work without a shirt? Priceless! Benjamin decided then and there that it would be his mission to get Perry wearing as little as possible. Since he still had a heart, Ben decided that whatever Perry wore would have to be somewhat 'work appropriate'. Shame he was in such a loving mood....
The hand was then graciously removed from his behind. Thank goodness, too. It was hard to think with someone actively grabbing your butt. Perhaps he should return the favor? The game would be more fun with Perry especially flustered. He thought for a moment, before resting his free hand on top of the one currently residing on his hip. Gently, he traced circles onto skin with his pointer finger, mulling the question over.
"Hmmm.... asker gets to choose the article." He stated, nodding as he did so. "And I haven't a comment to the shirt thing," he purred, "Just wondering if you'd really show up to work shirtless," Ben hummed, a sly smile sliding onto his face. What a sight that would be. He really doubted Perry would ever submit to walking around Congress without a shirt on. Alas, one could only hope.
Ben let himself be pulled closer to the other man, moving the hand from his hip to Perry's hair. Lithe fingers fiddled with strands of dark hair as he absorbed the answer. A smile slowly began to spread across his lips, before breaking out into a beaming grin. He couldn't help it. The smallest chuckle escaped him as he caught the blush Perry's, or should he say Peregrine's, cheeks. "I like it. It's cute. Peregrine for President. Misbehave and he'll fire you so hard." Ben tapped his head like he had just done some serious thinking. In reality, his brain was running wild with the fun he could have with Perry's full name. Yeah, the name was cute, but that didn't mean he couldn't get a good laugh too. He was already accumulating a list of possible jokes that could accompany it, most of them consisting of puns. Ben's thoughts were jostled by the interruption of Perry's next question, his eyebrows shooting up as soft lips began to massage his neck. "Well, as much as I know you'd love to see me walking around the office without my boxers... I think I'll answer this one."
While he paused to think, Ben tried to think back to his other sexual encounters. He wasn't an incredibly kinky person, even considered vanilla by some. When it came to doing other stuff in the bedroom, he was open to trying almost anything. As long as it didn't get too strange He didn't have many kinks of his own. There was that one thing he'd been thinking about..... "You're new office, you mentioned? I wouldn't mind coming up and seeing how... private it is." he whispered, shooting a wink in Perry's direction. "I think I'll put your underwear on the line as well" he added as he leaned his head back into the pillow. "What's the weirdest thing you've done, or had to do, during sex?"
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Post by PERRY FELLWICK on Nov 20, 2016 17:11:08 GMT
[attr="class","wall"] Being in bed like this with Benjamin was far too telling. Telling that neither of them were particularly rushing to get out and leave. Telling that they clearly had both considered skipping work all together, well at least Perry had considered it. He raised his eyebrow as he felt Benjamin's fingers tracing circles on his skin, but at the next statement he couldn't help but smirk and roll his eyes. Yes, of course I'll go into work with no shirt on. Because that wouldn't cause a scandal, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He bit his lip and moved slightly closer, stealing another kiss. Besides, I always had you pegged as the possessive type, he added with a half-knowing smile. It was only speculation but there was something about Benjamin's personality that made him seem like one of those people that didn't care, but they actually cared quite a lot.
Perry let out a sigh and rolled onto his back away from Benjamin's smirk. He swatted the other man as he began to tease, though his heart wasn't really in it. He knew Ben wouldn't be able to hold it in, no one could. It was because it was such an unusual name, and one that didn't make sense. Not like it was a cute unusual name, he was named after a bird. A really fast bird. He sighed and brought his hand up through his hair as he let Ben have his fun. But he couldn't stay mad for long and he was quickly pressed against Ben's skin again.
Hmm it's not so much me knowing, it's everyone else not knowing. Everyone else not knowing what we got up to last night and the reason why I know you wouldn't be wearing underwear, he began, half tempted to instigate something he had no desire to stop, It would just be our little secret.
But Ben answered anyway and Perry felt his mouth go a little dryer. His eyes widened and then that was it. He frowned and shook his head pushing Ben slightly in disgust. Whoa that's not an answer. You can't leave out the details, he protested. But there was no time to complain because Benjamin had ploughed on with the next question, how true to character. Perry almost laughed at the question, shaking his head he sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. Grabbing his wand and waving it lazily as his boxer-briefs flew through the air and into his hand. Looking down at them he sighed and shook his head before throwing them over his shoulder aiming for Benjamin's face.
No comment, do you want breakfast? he asked, trying to distract from the question. It wasn't that he was particularly ashamed of the answer. He just knew what ammunition it could become if it ended up in the wrong hands. Not that he didn't trust Benjamin, well he sort of trusted him. But they hardly knew each other, so maybe Perry would save it for the second date. Sliding out of the bed he pulled on his smart trousers from the night before, grimacing at the feel of not having underwear on. But he moved passed it and waved his wand again, changing the colour and style of his shirt so it didn't look like he'd stayed out so late with someone else.
Do you even have food in this place? he added with a smile, wondering if Ben was one of those 'strict diet' type of people.
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Post by BENJAMIN CASTRILLO on Nov 26, 2016 2:04:03 GMT
| A small squeak escaped Ben's lips as a pair of underwear was launched at his head. "Not the response I was expecting," he chuckled as he swatted the article out of his face and onto the bed. "Though I can't say I'm displeased..." he added as he dragged his body out of bed. He was defiantly not looking forward to the work day, especially knowing what a bad mood he'd be in once he had to leave Perry's company at the front door. They hadn't spent enough time together that their separation would cause an ache in his chest, but the lingering memories of their morning were sure to leave a sour taste in his mouth. It wasn't very often that he got to enjoy such a pleasant awakening, especially with it came with an attractive face.
Ben moved into the kitchen after he'd pulled on a white dress shirt, black blazer, and pair of dark jeans. For spending so little time on his appearance, he was proud of how he'd pulled himself together. It'd be just his luck that he'd have to meet with an official today. Hopefully somewhere in France, if his boss insisted on sending him out. The only good thing that came out of traveling across the oceans was the extra rest hours. His boss, for all his flaws, respected that international commute was stressful, even for wizards. That meant getting off early..... he'd file that information away for later.
The tile of the kitchen was cold against his bare feet as he moved over to start up his coffeemaker. "How do you like yours?" he question, nodding in the direction of the machine. "There's cereal in the cabinet. And eggs, I suppose. You're lucky I'm in a good mood."
To be perfectly honest, the good mood was credited much to Perry, but Ben decided to leave out that detail. He removed the eggs from the fridge before clicking on the stove. His eyes drifted over to Perry as he waiting for the pan atop the burner to heat up, eyeing him in a way that he hoped would help prevent them from returning to the congress building so soon. "About my response, earlier." Ben moved to stand behind Perry, resting his chin on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around his chest. "You're right. My answer wasn't very fair," he whispered, lips millimeters away from Perry's earlobe. "I think we'd both enjoy it a lot more if I were to show you, rather than tell" he purred. "Works stressful. Tell me you can't spare a little time?" Ben continued, trying to convince himself as much as Perry, that this was a good idea. From what he knew of the man, he was very devoted to his job. Pulling him away from his papers and pencils for a while would be his greatest accomplishment yet, and he was determined not to fail, even if it took a while.
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Post by PERRY FELLWICK on Nov 27, 2016 10:59:57 GMT
[attr="class","wall"] Perry moved into the kitchen, feeling the cold on his feet made him wonder where on earth his socks had got to. He frowned, reaching up to run his hand through his hair just as Benjamin followed him in. Perry nearly groaned out loud at the man's attire, enough to be smart and certainly enough to make Perry want to see the clothes on the floor. But he didn't make a sound, instead he took in the smell of the coffee machine and felt his heart beat speed up. Okay so many he was a bit of a coffee addict, but it was so much better than a pepper-up potion and it did a better job! Plus potions took ages to brew, coffee took a few minutes. Perry bit his lip and leant against the counter top, crossing his arms over his chest.
Black, like my heart, he laughed lightly, swatting Ben on the ass before heading to the cupboard and rummaging around for some cereal. Pulling it out he placed it on the counter, bending over to try and find a bowl.
But then he felt Benjamin's arms on him and he straightened up just as the man's chin rested on his shoulder. He opened his mouth to protest, but the words that came out of Benjamin's mouth were far too nice to interrupt. He inhaled and turned around. Ben must have known the effect of his words, especially with the additional knowledge that Perry had no underwear on. Perry bit his lip and bent down slightly so he could trace lazy kisses down the other man's neck to his collar. Do you want to save the office for another day? he began, straightening up and licking his lower lip. Because we're already alone, and I'm pretty sure having you over the table will be just as good as over my desk, Perry whispered, capturing Ben's lips in another kiss, his hands moving down to the man's waist. Or do you have your heart set on being the first one in there? he added, with a tease to his voice.
He didn't mind either way as long as the outcome was the same. The bonus of the apartment was that it didn't matter what they did, there was a shower that Perry had got the hang of the night before and there was food if they wanted it. The bonus of the office was that they wouldn't technically be late for work, there was a wonderful cafe that delivered and it was a new experience.
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Post by BENJAMIN CASTRILLO on Nov 28, 2016 3:39:10 GMT
| Blue-green orbs widened as Perry began to kiss his neck. It felt heavenly. It felt so good that Ben had been convinced that the man he'd slept with, and planned to sleep with again, wasn't human. Humans had never had this effect on him before. No other person had tempted him in this way, made him genuinely consider being late to the workplace. And boy was he tempted, currently begging his mind to let his body take control and just live in the moment. It'd be a lot easier, and would feel so much nicer.
'I was being banged by Perry Fellwick' didn't seem like a passable excuse, especially if there was some sort of negotiation on the line, but he was damn close to trying it.
Close, but not quite.
His head, currently thrown back to give Perry more skin to smother in kisses, was leveled as he leaned to whisper in his ear once more. "And what if I wanted to have you?" he drawled, his smirk nearly audible. "But I'm not picky, so-" his eyes widened as feigned shock, gaze shifting off Perry's lips to the clock on the wall "Would you look at the time?" He gave Perry a quick peck on the lips before stepping back and straightening his tie. His wand was removed from his pocket and waved once, being safely stowed away once the eggs began to crack themselves over the pan. Onions, tomatoes, cheese, and cilantro came flying out of the fridge, freshly chopped and sliced into the sizzling eggs as Benjamin watched with satisfaction. "And now that you mention it, I do pride myself on being first in the building! Thanks for the reminder." He took the opportunity to flash Perry a devilish grin, adding a small wink to the end of his remark. "And, truth be told," he purred lazily, leaning back against the counter. "I think I'd have much more fun thinking of you walking around the building all day, underwear-less, waiting for me. Thinking of me. Thinking about last night...." he trailed off, tongue darting out to run over his lips. "I'll come find you around three?"
He moved out of Perry's line of sight as he crossed the kitchen, hips holding a small sway as he went. Ben reached up to remove two glass containers from the cabinet, certain that if Perry were to take one with him he'd have an opportunity to return it. "Omelets okay for lunch?" he inquired, raising an eyebrow as the spatula moved the fore-mentioned creations into the awaiting tupperware. He ignored the box of cereal already on the counter, figuring that if Perry wanted something to eat he'd get it himself. Ben usually didn't grab more than a granola bar on the way out the door, preferring coffee to any meal. Speaking of which...
The pot was removed from the maker with a quick flick of his wand. The steaming liquid was then poured into two travel mugs, then lids were placed on both. All the morning preparations could be done by hand, but Ben stuck to magic. Too many times had he stained his shirt with coffee drips, or flung raw egg onto his tie. He'd learned it was safer from a distance.
He scooped up the two mugs, now safely spill-proof, and placed them next to the containers. One for him, one for Perry. It was oddly domestic.
"Almost ready to go?"
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