Making amends [TTRPG bluebooking]
CW: R-rated
Orion met him dressed in that cursed combo of oversized cat-eared hoodie and sweatpants. He looked a bit upset, even though he was doing his best to not show it. Smiling gently, genuinely happy to see Minz.
"Hi. Are you alright?" Minz forgot everything he wanted to say. And he couldn't even remember, because the next thing he felt was a tight hug. He yearned for those hugs so much all these previous weeks.
"I just missed you. I thought you would come back to me after your night out."
"To be honest, I felt frustrated when you refused to come. I really wanted to hang out with you at the club. All this post-surgery shit made me feel abandoned in the intimate plane of things, like I am not that attractive for you anymore. And when you gave me another excuse and said you can't join me, it felt like a confirmation of my thoughts. At first I wanted to have a talk with you, but then decided that it would turn into another heated argument, so I slept it off instead and then visited Phil."
Orion looked at him in disbelief.
"I am not sure what makes me more surprised: the fact that you thought I am not interested in you anymore or the fact that you willingly came to therapy to talk about your feelings."
"I mean… I can't do anything about you or the ways you feel. But I can get better with my reactions and responses. I felt that you…"
They still stood at the door, though, so before Minz could continue, Orion grabbed his hand and pulled him to the living room. Then he was pushed to the couch. Orion sat on his hips facing him, legs widespread. Minz felt that there's clearly something else under the baggy outfit. A harness?
"So?" Orion leaned closer, his arms resting on Minz's shoulders.
"I felt like you have been more of a caretaker, and you continue treating me as a patient, not a lover."
"Of course, I was. I would never provide the services of a caretaker if I didn't love you, because you are stubborn and abrasive, and you hurt me a lot. I tried to give you more personal space, though, so you wouldn't think I pity you. I am sorry that you read that as my unwillingness to give you affection. And I am sorry I failed to recognize that you need more affection from me."
Minz gently placed his hands on Orion's thighs and received a playful side-eye in response. Under the tight fabric of the sweatpants he clearly felt leather straps connected with each other by small metal rings.
"Yeah, I wanted to surprise you with that. I didn't try to avoid you yesterday; on the contrary… I was hoping to have a romantic night with you. It's not just you who has unsatisfied desires."
"Oh, really?" Minz raised his eyebrows. "You didn't look very unsatisfied."
"Hmph." Orion playfully slapped Minz's shoulder and sat straight, crossing his arms on his chest. "It's called self-control. I can't show my frustration, especially when I cared about you. I didn't want to provoke you and fuck up your recovery. Sometimes saying "no" is also a way to say "I love you."
"You could surprise me earlier? It's been a week since I returned to working out."
"I wanted to be sure that your heart feels fine during exercising. That's it. A week of observation was enough for me, and I thought that Saturday night would be a perfect one to finally get intimate again."
"That's why I hate surprises." Minz rubbed his face. "Sorry for my assumptions."
Orion pressed his hands against the couch spine, right against Minz's head. This gesture had aggressive undertones, but in the right way.
"Make me feel how sorry you are then." Orion's voice became lower. Minz could easily hear tension in it. "And first of all, apologize for the Saturday night. And I will apologize to you for the lack of affection. How does it sound?"
"I am open to making amends if those are the terms you want."
"I have quite a lot on my amend list. Your sex club will look like a monastery after you hear it all. Especially since you are in your beast mode again and can fuck me senseless, right?"
"You arrogant prick think you can handle this? How much sexual aggression, on the scale of 0 to 10, do you want to feel?" Minz grabbed Orion by the collar of his hoodie. He just smiled, but it was such an obvious "10" that it could easily be written on his smug face. Star is right; Orion surely is unbearable when he's so confident. "I will erase this smile in no time."
"I dare you."
Yes, he is unbearable and irresistible.