mrpublicity: (Look away [White])
7.7. "So - you don't drink, you don't smoke, and you don't gamble. What do you do then? C'mon Michael, there must be something for you to confess! A little wank on the sofa during Baywatch isn't a mortal sin!"
| Cracker

[Follows THIS and THIS]

Aiden’s eyes had been on his Martini glass nursed in his hands when Pat excused himself with a soft kiss to Aiden’s lips for a quick trip to the men’s room. They weren’t even one drink in and Aiden found himself left alone with The Other Twin. He lifted his head and offered a polite smile to the other man across the table. He was so much like Pat, yet so different at the same time. The eyes were the same, the height was the same, the strawberry blond hair colour was the same, the accent was the same. But where Pat was slight and feminine in his build, Cameron was built, stocky and masculine. Pat’s hair was longer, falling in his face with dyed pink tips, and Cameron’s was short back and sides, darker in colour due to its cropped length. Pat had a feminine edge to his tone of voice which wasn’t there in Cameron. They might be identical twins, but years of living different lives of gay and straight had seem them become very different in their adulthood. Even down to their contrasting choice of drinks, Pat with an elaborate Mocktail complete with pink umbrella and Cameron opting for a Corona beer. Still, the inseparable twin closeness was there and that was more than evident now in the way Cameron was looking at Aiden.

“You don’t need me to tell you I will kill you if you hurt him,” Cameron finally spoke up. Until this moment, the conversation had been light, mostly between the brothers as they caught up and Aiden more than willing to blend nervously into the background. But now, with Pat taking a wiz, he couldn’t exactly not speak to the twin and the conversation seemed to be about to go in exactly the way he anticipated it. “And I’m not exaggerating.”

Expand“I don’t blame you,” Aiden returned, clearing his throat... )

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Word Count | 1,080
mrpublicity: (Calm [Beige])
Track 04. He had a picture of you // In his head before you met // And all of this is true // When you're as pretty as you
(The Whitlams – 'Pretty As You')


[Relates to all RP HERE]

There was a knocking that was only just filtering into Aiden’s waking brain. He cracked one eye open as he was dragged from a deep sleep and found himself spooned securely up behind a very naked Pat. That was when he realised he was just as a naked and they had spent the morning making love together for the first time. Pat had surprised him, producing a bottle of Viagra after they shared a morning shower together. It had been everything Aiden had anticipated and more, now leaving him wondering if they were even going to bother leaving their suite at all for the duration of the stay.

The fucking knocking persisted, and Aiden groaned. “You’wake?” he whispered softly, not wanting to actually disturb Pat’s slumber if he wasn’t. The only answer he received was even, soft breaths and Aiden had to reluctantly peel himself away from Pat’s warm body. The knocking continued even through the longer moments it took Aiden to climb out of the bed without jolting it too much. The clock said it was 1.34pm and Aiden yawned softly as he grabbed up a towel from where it was hanging over the arm chair and wrapped it around his waist so he didn’t answer the door naked. He didn’t know the bunch well enough to be scarring them with a flash of his birthday suit.

ExpandHe unlatched the chain and tried to smooth his hair into anything that didn’t immediately scream ‘POST COITAL’ and opened the door with a raise of his eyebrow, ready to snipe at whoever it was who had ignored the Do Not Disturb sign swinging on the door knob... )

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Word Count | 419

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