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General RP The Man Kept His Socks On (Knight_of_None)

Lyrin slumps back slowly, closing his eyes and staying close to Billy's warmth. "Mmm. . . Kinda." He whispers, keeping his eyes closed and answering Billy's earlier question.

"I kinda like you." He mumbles, "Probably Stockholm syndrome or whatever. But I don't hate you, and I like you more than a friend."
 
Billy shifted his attention as Lyrin started to speak, half focusing on him at first but focused in on him more and more. The admission of affection, some twisted sense of desire and comfort that Lyrin built up. He kept his face neutral, reaching out to caress his hair. "You're drawn into me even after all I do to you?" He said into his ear.
 
Lyrin leans into the touch to his hair, looking up at Billy, "Yeah. . ." He whispers, swallowing. He turns his face slightly, kissing Billy's wrist.
 
Billy felt his kiss, his grip tightening in his hair, tugging his hair and nipping on the nape of his neck. "See. I knew you were as selfish as anyone else." He whispered as he ran his fingers down the scratch marks he left.
 
Lyrin squeaks softly, looking back at Billy. He stares at his bully, swallowing, "Yes Sir. . ." He mumbles, shivering at his touch.
 
As he squeaked out and shivered, Billy lifted his hand, starting ti slide out from underneath him. "Everytime you pretend to struggle with it, you're just lying to yourself." He said as he started pulling on his clothes. "But I knew that."
 
Lyrin sighs softly, shaking his head and looking down for a moment. He swallows and then looks back up at Billy, watching the other.
 
Billy looked over his shoulder as pulled on his shirt. "What?" He said with a sigh as he turned around.
 
Lyrin blinks slowly, "Huh?" He looks down at himself and then blushes slightly. He leans down and grabs his shirt, pulling it on over himself. "Nothing. . ." He mumbles.

"Just watching."
 
He shifted around, grabbing a drink as he popped the tab. "Mm . didn't know I was that good looking."
 
Lyrin scoffs, "Don't lie to yourself. You know exactly how you look." He shifts pulling his pants on and pulling the blanket over his shoulders.
 
Billy smirked. "I have terrible self esteem, it's why I'm so mean." He said sarcastically as he leaned back against Lyrin. No he was horrible for more than that. "It's why I need to make others squirm"
 
Lyrin leans into Billy, pressing his face into Billy's shoulder, "Well, you are that good-looking." He mumbles, feeling his cheeks flush.
 
Billy snorted a laugh as Lyrin mumbled out his response. "With such reinforcement, maybe I'll be less of a bastard." He said as he sipped his soda. He slid from the backseat, climbing into the front. "Where should we go? I doubt we can just keep fucking around in this lot theater before they throw us out-"
 
Lyrin laughs softly, though he pouts slightly when Billy moved away. He had been enjoying the warmth from the other. He crawls into his seat, "Either for, or I know an empty feels that had a nice view of the stars." He shrugs slightly.
 
"Lyrin, are you going to pull out a ring or something?" He said smirking a little bit. "You know all these intimate little spots." He sipped the soda, settling it in the cup holder. "Still better than my ideai guess, it would a seedy love hotel-"
 
Lyrin groans, dropping his head forward, "My parents world go to the feild all the time, and talks is kids as well. It's a family thing. My parents were big on family activities that didn't cost money. They saved all they could, even though they were pretty well off. It's expensive to send seven boys to college."
 
Billy folded his arms, listening...debating to be an asshole about it. But he sighed. " if you want to go to that field...fine, we can go."
 
Lyrin fidgets, quiet for a moment before starting the engine. He pulls out if the spot and starts driving, "We can always go get food instead."
 
"Worked up an appetite?" Billy said propping his head on his hand, looking over to him. His attention focusing on him while he drove.
 
Lyrin wrinkles his nose, "No, but you might have. I didn't do much of the work." He snickers slightly, slowly leaving the drive in theater behind and slowly picking up speed. After a while, he turns into a dirt road.
 
"Heh. True, I do work rather hard." He said smirking wider as they turned. "I thought you liked to work and all that?" He teased
 
Lyrin rolls his eyes, smiling slightly. "Maybe a little." He glances over at Billy for a moment and then sighs softly. The car slows as tall grass weeds over the path. He turns the car off, humming. "Do you wanna sit here or get out?"
 
Billy shrugged and opened the door, starting to climb out of the car and stand up, stretching. "Mmm~! Outside is fine with me!"
 
Lyrin clambers out, moving around the car and starts pushing through the tall grass. "There's a tree over there, my brothers and I used to climb it all the time. Well, more like me and Zyn, the other's were still too little to to climb." He glances back at Billy. "I don't know if you're a climber, but it has a nice view."

He hums, "Or, we can sit under the tree as well."
 
"I can climb a tree, dunno if you'll pay attention enough to follow me." He said as he stepped around in the tall grass, pushing through the growth. "It's all the same to me, it's your spot."
 
Lyrin blinks and looks over, "What do you mean? Think I'll get distracted by all your muscles as you climb or something?" He raises an eyebrow.
 
"Probably, if I lifted it off and started free climbing all the way up, and you were right behind me, you wouldn't just want to keep watching?" He said as he folded his arms slowly.
 
Lyrin felt his cheeks pink slightly and he huffs, looking away, "Shut up." He grumbles, rubbing his face. He moves to the old oak tree and plops down at the base, silent.
 
"That's a yes." He teased as he clapped his hand on Lyrins back, rubbing on him. While he sat down at the base of the tree, Billy sat down beside him. "But you're not to blame if I make you feel so strongly."
 
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