@dubiousdeviant​:

“You know, your hips are at their most enticing,” he commented as he plucked the button free on his pants, “when completely bare.”

“Enticing?” Quentin scoffed at the word, continuing to work on Daken’s buttons, shaking his head softly. 

“You mean most accessible? You mean most useful for you?” His tonuge slipped out between his teeth as his fingertips finally found Daken’s chest and stomach, nails dragging lightly over them.

dubiousdeviant:

therebelwithoutapplause:

A laugh bubbles up out of him and he rubs a hand over his face roughly. 
          “Shut up or I swear I will set you on fire.” 

“Don’t tease me.” Daken hooked a finger into the boy’s pants and tugged him closer. “You know you have the hips for it.”

          “Me?  A tease?  Never.” Quentin replied incredulously, a smirk tugging at his lips.  

                     “I have the hips for plenty, but that doesn’t mean I mind being persuaded.” Quentin’s eyes were lowered as if he’s disinterested, but there was no denying he’d missed the other’s attention.  He trailed fingertips up Daken’s shirt before plucking open a button.   

dubiousdeviant:

therebelwithoutapplause:

“Oh well–you can’t blame me.  Each of those makes about as little sense as the other.”  He wrinkles his nose at the nickname as well as the unexpected sense of mild relief he feels.

          “But uh, good I guess.” 

“I saw the tiniest pink plaid skirt the other day and thought of you.”

A laugh bubbles up out of him and he rubs a hand over his face roughly. 
          “Shut up or I swear I will set you on fire.” 

dubiousdeviant:

therebelwithoutapplause:

“So does that mean you’re a one guy….guy…now?
          “Uh, assuming it’s a guy?”

“Absolutely not. Monogamy isn’t in my nature.

No, I’m still yours too, sweetness. I just go home to him now.”

“Oh well–you can’t blame me.  Each of those makes about as little sense as the other.”  He wrinkles his nose at the nickname as well as the unexpected sense of mild relief he feels.

          “But uh, good I guess.” 

therebelwithoutapplause:

          “Look me in the eye and tell me you wouldn’t just love Lyra to punch you in the fucking face.  Honestly.” 

dubiousdeviant:

therebelwithoutapplause:

          “Gross.  Still don’t see how those two things are actually related, but whatever.  Congratulations.  I guess.”

“You don’t have to tell me it’s gross.

Thank you nonetheless.”

“So does that mean you’re a one guy….guy…now?
          “Uh, assuming it’s a guy?”

dubiousdeviant:

therebelwithoutapplause:

“To be fair I don’t believe anyone’s reasons for it. 

      “Some things about people you can never really get even if you’re reading their minds.” 

“I guess love is one of those things.”

          “Gross.  Still don’t see how those two things are actually related, but whatever.  Congratulations.  I guess.”

tolerablyfunny:

someday i’m going to say ‘fight me’ ironically and somebody is just going to completely annihilate me