number1_himbo | (no subject)

If Luther's honest with himself, there's not a lot of nights he's enjoyed as much as that night at the club. If he's even more honest, it's because of what had happened after the club, where for once his brain had shut off in just the right way and allowed him to take a near stranger home and actually enjoy it, this time. He thinks it had been a mutually enjoyable experience.

Really, he thinks that despite how inexperienced he is, and that he'd never really given too much conscious thought to having sex with another man-- he thinks it was good.

And he thinks about it a lot, spending a couple weeks with staring at Neil's contact in his phone and thinking about that night.

Luther doesn't really stop thinking about it, until he finally, very carefully types a message to Neil, saying that he'd like to see him again. He can only hope he didn't wait too long.

Either way, when they're finally set to meet up in the park, where there's coffee and ice cream and maybe even food trucks, it's about a month later and while Luther remains aware of implications down the road, he honestly does just want to see Neil again, to talk to him.

And yeah, the other stuff, but Luther only looks like a wild ape-man. He has self-control.

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I'd be lying if I'd said I hadn't thought about him. It was a good night, and a really good fuck, and I'd already decided that night that there would eventually be a next time. But when I got his text, I was in the middle of class, and putting it off to finish my notes became putting it off for later that night, became putting it off for two more weeks.

I didn't think about why. I didn't think about the fact that I was experienced in so much shit, that I hadn't been self-conscious about sex since I was fifteen, that I'd been married and divorced, but I still didn't know how to do this the regular fucking way.

Sitting on top of a picnic table with my feet on the bench seat, I lifted a hand in a casual wave when I saw him coming. It was impossible not to see him coming. People got out of the fucking way, people turned to look. One corner of my mouth curved up in a smirk.