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Yaoi RP - 1x1
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Oct 23, 2013 03:47PM
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Whichever one you like :) I'm fine with either one.
=/ such a challenging choice. Lol number 2 then??
Sounds good. Would you like to be the fan, or the lead singer?
Alright then. I have a template for us to use.Name:
Age:
Gender:
Birthday:
Appearance:
Personality:
History:
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Name: Finn MckallAge: 19
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Birthday: March 3rd
Appearance:
Personality: TBRP
History: Finn’s always wanted to be a singer, finding the perfect opportunity with four friends of his. The relationship between the five has become slightly strained- but he seems to be completely oblivious to it as he’s stuck in his own little world of being drunk an high whenever he can be. He tries to keep it out of the public eye that he does like girl and boys, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t flirt with them every chance he gets.
Name:Tyler MatisenAge:19
Gender:Male
Sexuality:Gay
Birthday:October 1st
Appearance:
Personality:Tyler is a not an easily out spoken guy, but when he does feel comfortable talking to someone, he’s not likely to shut up. He’s nice to some people who don’t deserve it, and he’s a hopeless dreamer. He always wants something to change around him because life’s going on, and he’s not doing anything to be a part of it. He doesn’t know how to do anything different then how he normally does it. He’s stubborn at times as well, so he needs some persuasion to have his mind changed. When he tries to step out of his comfort zone, he fails miserably at it, but he won’t ever admit that he did something wrong.
History:TBRP.
Aww he's cute :3 Kay so can you start??
Sure thing :)Tyler was bummed that he didn't get the chance to hang out with his friends that night, and he was even more bummed when they decided to not show up the night that they were all supposed to a club. Usually his friends were comfortable in this kind of place, and Tyler was the odd one out, but seeing as they were a no show, he was on his own. Tyler was sitting at a table beside the dance floor where the lights and thrum of the base made the walls and floor vibrate while people danced. Tyler needed to get his mind off of this disappointment, so he went over to the bar.
Finn walked into the club, glad he'd been able to get away from everyone for the night. He looked around a small smirk on his face as he scanned the dance floor that was overflowing with hot and adorable men. He walked over to the bar first though, giving the bartender a flirty smile as he ordered a drink. Finn leaned his arms against the counter, looking over to left, giving the boy there a small wink as he moved closer to him. "Can I get you something cutie?"
Tyler looked up to see a very attractive man standing there with a smirk on his lips, and a bemused glitter in his eyes. He couldn't help but blush when he was called cutie, and he was grateful that the lighting of the club may have hid the sudden pink in his cheeks. When Tyler looked at this guy, he thought he was joking. He wasn't really offering Tyler anything, was he? Something about him seemed familiar though, maybe he'd seen him around town somewhere. "You could get me a drink," he said. Tyler wasn't of age, and he was curious what would happen if this guy found out how old he was.
He raised an eyebrow, feeling slightly rejected, turning his attention back to the bartender for a minute, but for some odd reason he felt his gaze landing back on the boy. He took a sip from his drink, "Already have." Finn told him with a slightly cocky grin. "So you ever been her before?" He asked curiously, looking back out at the crowd of people dancing.
Tyler shook his head and looked towards the crowd like Finn was. He watched the people dance in the same way. Their bodies dropped and moved to the beat of the music, and then there was the occasional person who was just jumping to hopefully mask their inability to dance. Tyler was just like that poor person. "No, this is my first time here," he said as he watched them then he looked down the table in front of him. His gaze seemed to be drawn back to Finn. "I was supposed to meet some friends here, but they didn't show up," he said.(( By the way, I fixed my previous post. It was supposed to say "You could get me a drink" instead of "You could get a drink" ))
((xP okay, that makes a bit more sense lol))"Same," He said leaning his elbows back on the counter before ordering the boy a drink. He laughed softly, shrugging his shoulders. "And I'm the one who ditched my friends. But they can be a hassle- plus they don't know i like boys..." He said, trailing off slightly as he kept his eyes glued to the other end of the club.
If Tyler had had a drink with him, he would've choked on it when Finn said that he was into guys. He couldn't help but be left speechless for several awkward seconds. When he finally found his voice again, he said "Do you not trust them or something? I thought you'd tell that kind of stuff to friends." A person came by then and set down a drink in front of Tyler. He hadn't actually expected Finn to get him a drink anyway, so this also surprised him.
He shook his head slowly, "Nah, i mean, maybe i'd tell them- but i don't feel like they'd actually understand, plus they're all straight. I just don't know." Finn told him with a small sigh before taking a sip from his drink.
Tyler sympathized with this guy, whoever he was. He knew that not everyone accepted that he was gay, but he was very grateful for those few friends that he had who accepted him for who he was. Tyler grabbed a hold of his drink of, something, then he took a drink of it. His face scrunched up from the taste and he coughed because of the burn of the alcohol. He set his glass back down and felt the slow numbing effect begin. He looked up at him and said "Why don't you sit?"
He raised an eyebrow as he coughed, before taking a seat. "So what's your name stranger?" He asked with a playful smile as he rubbed his leg against the other boys.
Tyler couldn't help but blush when he felt the guy's leg rub against his. He assumed it was just a mistake, so he moved his leg politely away from his. "T-Tyler," he said then he looked back down at his drink and he took another sip of it despite the burn that it gave him, he just wanted to be kept busy. He looked over at him again. "What's your name?" he asked him.
Finn held in a frown as Tyler moved his leg away, by biting his lip. "Uh, Brad." He said, the first word that came to his mind. He knew Finn wasn't a common name and he wasn't going to willingly give out his name to this Tyler kid, besides he might even know the band and make his life worse by telling the media- he could never be too careful.
Tyler didn't think that he looked like a Brad, but he shrugged it off not thinking about it too much. He wiped his lips with the back of his hand after he took another drink of his glass. "This going to sound lame, but this is my first time trying alcohol," he admitted. He wasn't sure why he wanted to tell this guy, but Brad did walk over to him first and introduce himself. He figured that he could be trusted.
He let out a small laugh, "Seriously?" Finn asked with an amused expression. "How old are you exactly?" He asked curiously, knowing Tyler wouldn't just lie about that. Who would ever want to admit to that anyways.
"19," Tyler admitted then he finished his glass. He found himself actually wanting more. It was crazy. He wanted more of that sickly smelling beverage. He wanted more of that drink that burned his throat. He saw a person pass by who was carrying drinks. Tyler made a reach for it, and his leg ended up touching Brad's. Tyler stopped moving then. He blushed again because he was afraid that it looked like he meant to do try to pull a move.
Finn smiled brightly, "Same." He told him. Before Tyler could move his leg away he gently rubbed it up and down with his own. He stretched his arm behind him grabbing the boy another drink, and handing it to him. "I wouldn't have too much if this is your first time." He warned.
Tyler looked down at the drink in Brad's hand, then he looked up to meet his gaze. "Thanks for the advice," he said then he took the drink. He could feel the boy's hand rub up and down his leg. He couldn't imagine how much redder Tyler could get because of how open this guy was with touching him. There wasn't any telling as to what he was going to do next. That thought made him almost lose it. He swallowed once, then he said "You don't look nineteen though. You seem older."
He pulled his hand away, sighing softly. "Well maybe you look a little too young to be nineteen then." Finn told him, sticking out his tongue in a childish gesture. "That and I'm almost twenty in... two months."
Tyler laughed at the gesture that Brad made. "Well, I did turn nineteen this month. And, happy early birthday I guess," he said. This time when Tyler brought his drink to his lips, he wasn't as affected like before. He set his glass down, then he looked over at Brad. He couldn't explain why, but he wanted to have Brad's hand on his leg again.
Finn smiled as he downed the rest of the drink, before quickly ordering another one. "So you wanna dance? Or at least try to?" He asked with a playful smile.
"Well seeing as I can't dance, I guess the only option is to try to," Tyler admitted. He was surprised at how easily Brad was able to down his alcohol. He must've been drinking a lot. Tyler took one long final drink of his beverage to finish it, then he set his glass down. He shouldn't have done that.
"We can try together." Finn told him before standing up, already having finished his second drink. He reached for Tyler's hand pulling him up from the seat and dragging him towards the crowd of people.
Tyler had barely grabbed hold of Brad's hand before he was pulled out of his seat and onto the dance floor. Already, the two of them were swallowed by the mass of sweaty and glittering dancing bodies. When Brad had pulled Tyler onto the center of the dance floor, Tyler watched the people around him dance. He figured that they knew what they were doing, so he just had to copy their movements.
Finn watched him with interest. "And i thought you said you couldn't dance." He said with a teasing smile, wrapping an arm around the boys waist to pull him closer, leaving little to no space between them. He tried mimicking them in the same way, failing miserably and laughing at himself.
Tyler laughed with Brad at the sight of him dancing. Tyler wasn't good at dancing in the least, but he was somewhat good at mimicking. He was laughing because of the sight of them both dancing, and it felt good to do so. "I don't lie, and I can't dance," Tyler pointed out to him then, for good measure, he stuck out his tongue at Brad the same way Brad had done so earlier. It was so childish, but so fitting.
Finn shrugged his shoulders, wanting to stop just then in there as he pulled the boy closer into him. His eyes lit up with mischief as he stuck his own tongue out and ran it across his before pulling away. "And don't tease me either." He told him with a small smirk, "and yes. Yes you can dance... well at least better than me." ((Gah so sorry >.<))
(( It's alright, and nice new profile picture. ))Tyler's face turned beet red when his tongue was licked by Brad's tongue. Luckily it was dark enough in the bar and Tyler's clothes provided the perfect concealment for the goosebumps that appeared on his arms. He wasn't sure if whether or not his red face was visible in the lighting, he only hoped that it wasn't. For a moment, he was stupefied. And it was a very long moment at that. He didn't move away from Brad when he pulled Tyler close to him. "Just goes to show you, never trust a guy who can dance," he said with a laugh.
((XD thanks.))Finn laughed softly, rolling his eyes playfully. "So that would be all the sexy men in this room?" He asked, putting on a small pout at the thought as his eyes wandered around the club for a moment before they returned to Tyler's face. He was barely able to make anything out though as he cupped his cheek, gently pressing his lips to his for a minute, his hands grazing his soft ass before he pulled away.
"Well I didn't make the mistake of--" Tyler's voice was cut off when Brad suddenly kissed him. The kiss between them was gentle to the touch, but it brought with it a new warmth and feeling of excitement that Tyler had never experienced before. He didn't have time to return the kiss because by then, Brad had pulled away from him. Tyler was left speechless until he finally found his voice. "You call that a kiss?" Tyler asked teasingly even though he was beyond amazed at how it felt to have Brad's lips on his. He moved closer to Brad then put his hand his waist.
"Mistake of what?" Finn asked with a playful smile, pulling Tyler closer to him- unable to help but feel happy at the boys reaction. He slowly began to kiss a trail up his neck and along his jawline. His hand slowly slipped up his shirt as he tugged at his nipples. He toled his eyes playfully at his question before pressing another kiss to Tyler's lips. He tugged at the boys bottom lip with his teeth as he used his free hand to squeezing his ass softly.
"I-I was saying that I--nyugh," Tyler's voice was cut off yet again when Brad closed the last of the space between both of their bodies. He tried to clear his throat to speak, then Brad kissed his throat which silenced Tyler. The only sounds that escaped him were now gasps and abrupt moans. He'd never been touched by a guy this way before, and never in a million years would Tyler have imagined it to happen by the hands of someone as handsome as Brad. Tyler wanted to kiss Brad back when he had kissed him again, but he couldn't when his lower lip was captured by Brad's teeth. A slight whimper escaped him.
Slowly Finn's hands began to trail back down the boys outline of abs. He traced the top line of his pants before moving his hand lower and rubbing him slowly through his pants as he sucked on his lip gently. Finn suppressed himself from smiling as the sound of Tyler's pleasure filled his ears. He pressed his lips to his, exploring his mouth with his tongue for a moment before pulling away slightly. "Should we... Go somewhere?" He asked hesitantly, unsure if Tyler was that kind of guy, and he didn't want to upset him by assuming he was.
(( I have an idea if you're open for one. When Finn and Tyler are leaving the bar, some of the paparazzi could come looking for Finn which makes him have to leave Tyler. Finn wants to remain secretive about him being famous so he leaves Tyler before telling him who he really is. ))
Tyler wasn't sure how it was possible for him to get so excited when Brad's hand touched him. And it was only through his pants- it shouldn't have made him feel like this. He met Brad's tongue with his tongue receiving his touch with eagerness while his hands grasped onto his waist. He felt a sense of disappointment when Brad pulled away from him. He didn't want to feel like a deflated balloon, but it was hard to do so. Tyler loved how gentle his hands were and how much his lip throbbed from Brad sucking and biting on it. "Yeah...I-I guess we should go somewhere else," he said. He'd really been in this kind of situation with someone who wanted to do this. Well, Tyler was just assuming that Brad had meant that he wanted to do that. He turned red from embarrassment at the thought of him being wrong and having Brad laugh at him.
Finn smiled at his small stutter, not wasting another minute as he grabbed the younger boys hand and led him out of the club. He opened the door when he saw a flash of the camera, quickly he shoved Tyler away before the paparazzi could get anything on them. Shrugging his shoulders he gave him a slightly nervous smile, hoping he hadn't seen anything. He looked around, figuring it was best to ditch him now and make a run for his car. Not wanting to seem rude though he decided that possibly wasn't the best option. He shook his head. "I'm gonna go grab a quick drink. Not feeling drunk enough yet. Stay here," Finn purred with a teasing smile as he gently pressed his lips to his, rubbing his hand softly in between Tyler's legs before he headed off into the direction of the bar- soon escaping out back.
Tyler felt hurt when Brad shoved him away from him. Tyler wasn't hurt physically, but he felt hurt mentally. He wasn't sure why he felt disappointed when he was shoved away, but he felt better when Brad said that he'd come back for him after he had a drink. "I'll be waiting," Tyler said then his hand reached to grab onto Brad's hand when he touched Tyler between his legs. Tyler watched Brad disappear into the crowd of people toward the bar. He stood where he was on the dance floor until the song was over, then the next one after that was over. Tyler had an uneasy anxiety feeling creep up onto him. He knew that Brad wouldn't leave... Right? Tyler weaved his way through the crowd of dancers then he arrived at the bar. He didn't see Brad. "He's..not here? No, he's here. Just not at the bar. He probably went to the restroom.." he thought to himself. Tyler felt his hands begin to shake from his anxiety when he found the restroom. It reeked of vomit and binged alcohol. There was several glasses on the sink counter tops and unknown stains on the ground and walls. He walked up to the first stall and opened the door. It was empty. He opened the other stalls afterward and after each one was found empty, Tyler felt more and more betrayed.
[[Aww Tyler )= ]]Finn made his way out of the back entrance, feeling completely aggravated. It was safe to say he wanted that boy. He wanted him in his bed, he wanted him moaning under him, wanted to hear him scream his name... or at least his fake name at the least. But 'cause of his ever admiring crew of paparazzi he'd missed out. Running his fingers over the lighter in his pocket he pulled out his pack of cigarretes, beginning to dwell on the fact he'd never see him again. He shrugged his shoulders reminding himself he'd find someone by the end of the night. Perhaps not someone as innocent and adorable. But he'd find someone nonetheless. He leaned by the wall for a few minutes before stomping out his cigarette and hopping into his car close by.
By the time he opened the last stall, his eyes were burning from the tears he had been holding back while he felt frustrated and betrayed. He felt one of his tears escape and free fall down his cheek. He wiped away at it quickly with the back of his hand. "Well, I guess... He really did leave," he thought to himself "but... He seemed so nice and he made me.." His thoughts trailed off then he walked out of the bathroom. Well, he did already get abandoned by his friend by not showing up, so this shouldn't have been as different or as difficult. Tyler walked toward the bar then he sat himself down at it. "Hey, I need your strongest alcohol," he said to the bartender. The bartender poured a glass of alcohol for Tyler then he handed it off to him. Tyler let the burn of the alcohol numb his feelings until he was drunk. He left the club then staggered toward his home.
(( I want to give Tyler a hug now. He reminds me of one of my guy friends. ))
