desperate measures -- salizar/ben

[Alaric Tomas Jester]

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AND LET THE MADNESS OUT CAN I GET THE GATES UP I FEEL IT COMING ROUND I'M IN A COLD WAR WITH MYSELF AND MY NERVES OH HURRY LIKE A HOUND DOG I'LL COCK MY HEAD JUST RIGHT AND COME OFF DYSFUNCTIONALLY IN LOVE - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Alaric had already been to the school, once, but then in a break between his open office hours and having to teach, the man ventured into town to pick up another soda and to make sure he had left water out for his cat. Luckily he went to check since he had accidentally forgotten, and Tux would not be happy with him at the end of the day if he had left it. Either way, he had his Coke Zero, some gummy candies, and his cat had been taken care of. Ric was ready for the day. Sort of, anyway. He was never fully ready to be back in the halls of the school he had graduated from. It was both refreshing and haunting all at the same time. His sister often asked him why he tortured himself by being back there; but, he did not quite see it that way. If anything, it was a constant reminder of why not to go back down a bad road. His sister, her husband, and their daughter were the only family members he was in contact with since his whole stint with drugs years ago. Whatever, though; he had his work and music to focus on. That honestly took up most of his time. Even when he was at home, he was working. It was not uncommon for Alaric to take a few of his tougher students' files home to pour through, trying to find something, anything in them to help him gather more of an understanding or see something that might allow them to at least connect about something. Gaining the students' trust was always the first step. The choir director was on his way back to his office when he remembered that he had needed to stop by and talk to one of his co-workers about one of the students. He turned back to go to Salizar's office and went into the room, knowing the man would not have a student in a session at that time only to pause when he found himself looking at two of his co-workers in a very compromising type of position that he had really not been expecting. "Oh, uhm, uh... I'm.... sorry, er... I'll, uh, leave you to it, then," Ric managed to get out with a slightly nervous laugh, feeling just a bit embarrassed and stupid for not knocking on the door.

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[Salizar Slone Snighrig]

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[atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background-color: #000000; border: 2px solid #939393; color: ffffff; padding: 10px; opacity: 0.5] Finally, the end of the day. Salizar was finishing up on straightening up his desk from the final papers that he'd been going over. A few new students, though that was really nothing new here at St. Helena's. After all, there was never any sleep for the wicked, and many would argue that those sent here were generally wicked children. Now finally he was finished straightening up, many people might consider him OCD, though he didn't want to risk students breaking into his office and stealing files. So once his desk was completely cleared off, he was ready to leave. Well... until a certain someone came into his office. "I know, I know, I've been working late tonight," he stated, looking up at his current lover as he rose from his desk. He smirked, approaching the other male, reaching up to stroke his cheek lightly and leaned in to press a firm kiss to his lips. And yes, he was having to literally bend down to kiss his lover. He wrapped an arm around Ben's waist lightly and turned them both, pressing the teacher against his now clean desk and actually lifting him to perch him on the desk. Pulling from the kiss, Salizar looked down at the other male, smirking slightly. "Of course... maybe I can't wait long enough to get you back home... maybe I'll just take you right here..." he stated with a soft laugh. Leaning in, he nipped along the other's jawline, eyes semi-closed slightly as his hands moved down the other's arms slightly and moving down around to his waist, tugging at the hem of the other's shirt to expose beautifully flawless skin. "God... you're so fucking beautiful," he growled softly against the other's throat pulling on the other's shirt a bit more before he heard the door behind him opening. He paused, turning to look over his shoulder to see Alaric Jester standing in the door looking a bit awkward. He smirked slightly, slowly removing his hands from the other's waist and straightened slightly. "Oh no, Ric. Please... why don't you stay here?" he asked, smirking slightly. He and Ben had conversed previously about this particular person before. He looked towards his lover, resting a hand on his knee and arching an eyebrow as if asking silently what the other male wanted to do. Though he must have seen something in his lover's expression for he took a few steps towards Ric, smirking broadly and pushed the other male back a bit and was then pinning him to the wall. "You just going to stand there or are you going to join in?" A small smirk was spared towards his boyfriend. "Ben... I think that Ric is wearing to much clothing to be invited to this party... won't you come over and help rectify this?" he asked before looking at Ric. "If, that is... you plan on staying with us for a little while...?"

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[Benton Kade West]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #fff; width: 505px; border-top: 10px #95D9DE solid, bTable] ☼ sunshine YOU CAN BE MY Ben was tired of sitting around, reading and situating his class room. After getting up for the third time to move things around, he realized that now he was just finding excuses to stay put. By nature, he was typically a rather fidgety person, always needing to rearrange things again and again until they seemed good for the moment. But it was different today. Today he just needed a reason to stay sitting in one place instead of wandering. He really should have been putting more effort into his lesson plan, but he figured that there was really no point in going over it again. There was no point in setting up a flawless lesson plan when you worked at a school like this. Ben knew that by the time he got around to start the day, things would all be thrown off course anyway. You could never really figure out how a day would go when you had such unpredictable students as those at St. Helena's. What could start out as a flawless plan would simply end as a catastrophe. After pushing up his sleeves in a messy fashion and running his fingers through his hair for what had to be the tenth time that day, Ben allowed himself to slip out of his classroom like a true rebel and strut toward his destination. Just like every other day, he had no plans in mind for the rest of the day, just a general idea. He had no problem waltzing right into the classroom where he knew his boyfriend was still sitting, going through things one last time. At least, he hoped it was one last time. A small smirk pulled over his lips as he sashayed into the room, a look of question written so plainly on his face. "What else is new?" he asked, tipping his chin up to search his lover's face. His eyebrow raised as if to silently reprimand him. Ben knew that the man before him took his job seriously, but he couldn't help but wish that he could personally steal more of his time. He could feel the shiver race down his spine as he pushed up on his tip toes to return the kiss a little too eagerly. While a soft laugh escaped him, he shifted slightly over the top of Salizar's desk. "You know, I think I like the idea you're painting.." he suggested, feeling his smirk broaden. His hands shifted up the others chest to tug on the front of his shirt in a surprisingly aggressive way. While Ben was typically a passive person, he knew exactly how to take what he wanted. Tilting his head as he felt lips on his jaw, he couldn't help but blush that crossed his cheeks. "Compliments will get you everywhere, babe." he teased easily, pushing his shirt up without a bit of shame. Originally the sound of the door behind them made Ben want to sigh with annoyance, his mood quickly shifted to embarrassment. While his mouth opened to protest as Salizar removed his hands from around his waist, he couldn't bring himself to actually form any words. There was something so confident about the way the man before him suggested that Alaric stay. The blush that crossed his cheeks drew him back to reality. Ben actually laughed out loud when the others words hit his ears, though the smile that he shot Alaric was entirely sweet. "Three is a party now?" he asked, feeling amusement flow freely in his tone as he slipped off of the desk top. He wasn't entirely sure what gave him the nerve to actually walk toward the two males and move his fingertips over Ric's forearm, but the action wasn't any less real. "You really should stay, Ric." he said softly, all smiles in his voice. 639 WORDS OUTFIT ---------------- CREDIT

[Alaric Tomas Jester]

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AND LET THE MADNESS OUT CAN I GET THE GATES UP I FEEL IT COMING ROUND I'M IN A COLD WAR WITH MYSELF AND MY NERVES OH HURRY LIKE A HOUND DOG I'LL COCK MY HEAD JUST RIGHT AND COME OFF DYSFUNCTIONALLY IN LOVE - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Oh good lord. What did he stumble in to now? Ric was about to back out of the room when Salizar's words pretty much made him freeze in place. "Oh no, Ric. Please... why don't you stay here?" Uh, what? Yeah, that was basically all his mind was stuck on. 'Cause, what? Alaric was pretty sure it was probably simply the fact that it had been ages since he even really thought about being with anyone that caused him to just kind of stay there. Of course, it did not hurt that both the other men in the room were highly attractive and the suggestion did bring with it some highly interesting thoughts, to say the least. "U-uhm," was all he had a chance to stutter out before he found himself pinned against the wall. A part of him was still trying to catch up with what was going on because it seemed slightly surreal. Maybe it was the fact that they were still at the school that had him off center. Or, well, the obvious fact that the last time Ric had really spent any time with someone in a way that was not him being a teacher, counselor, or friend was in his first years of college. Since then, he had been much too busy. They were at the school, though and that should have been enough to make Ric say "no". It really, really should have been; but, honestly, who had inhibitions when you had two guys actively trying to get you to join them. That would be a rather stupid move, and it was highly likely he would end up regretting it later. He laughed a little as Ben came over and placed a hand on his arm. Yeah, it was pretty much a done deal by that point. Alaric would be a complete fool to pass up an opportunity like that. "You really should stay, Ric." If he had not already been convinced, the statement paired with Zar's question would have definitely done the trick. The music teacher nodded a little, flicking the fringe of his hair back out of his line of sight. "Not sure I could make myself leave if I wanted to, now," he replied with a faint smirk. Maybe he was simply dreaming the whole thing; it was highly possible. It would make sense, too, because really, how else would he stumble across the entire situation? Ric was almost pretty sure he had to have fallen asleep at the school again or something, but the fact that he could actually feel the wall behind him, and Salizar pinning him in place as well as Ben's touch against his arm made it pretty indisputable that they were really there and really suggesting that he join the 'party'. Alaric was not exactly sure how he was getting involved in the entire thing, being that he was just his awkward self; but, the man was fairly oblivious to the fact that people were often more attracted to him than he thought they were. He had other things to focus on, after all. "Do you guys often talk others into joining you or is it my lucky day?" he asked with a soft laugh, not fully sure what to do with himself just yet, his general awkwardness pretty much following him everywhere.

tag; salizar/ben word count; 557 notes; ohai.

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[Salizar Slone Snighrig]

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[atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background-color: #000000; border: 2px solid #939393; color: ffffff; padding: 10px; opacity: 0.5] Salizar smirked slightly at his boyfriend as the other asked him what else was new about him working late and he shrugged slightly. "You know that I don't mean to ignore you, baby. You should have come in sooner and poked me or something." He smirked, kissing the other male's cheek gently, closing his eyes slightly. Ben brought out the best in him, perhaps it was because the male just seemed so very fragile. He'd do anything to make the other male happy. It was amazing even to him sometimes that he and Ben had not been dating all that long in all reality. They were so... perfect together. Yin to the Yang. He raised a hand to thread it through Ben's hair, tugging on it lightly and turning the other's head up towards himself. "You always like the idea if it revolves around sex," he commented with amusement. Ben was as bad as he was on that notion, in that he was always up for a round of sex, no matter where they were or what they had previously been doing. Though he rather liked the thought of compliments getting him absolutely everywhere. And then, there was a new member come to the party. He was pressed against a body that was unfamiliar to him, yet still attractive. Once Ben had approached the pair of them, he let his attention move back onto Alaric. He smirked as the other male seemed even more convinced to stay now that Ben was getting into the game of trying to convince him. "This is very good then, Ric... Ben here has magic hands, I swear... he'll bring shivers down your spine just from a single touch," he bragged on his lover, smirking slightly as he moved his hands to the vest that the other was wearing. "But first and foremost, you are wearing far to many layers," he stated simply, eyeing the vest that th eother was wearing over a button down shirt, and of course the tie. The jeans he wore were quite flattering... skinny jeans that cupped a butt so prime it just begged to be squeezed, and so Salizar did, sliding a hand down over the other's hip to caress the side of the other's ass, pulling him forward a bit away from the wall as he leaned in, nipping against the other's throat lightly so as not to leave a mark on the pale skin. His other hand deftly reached up, pushing the vest from Ric's shoulders and dropped it to the floor carelessly before he pulled back enough to push the door to the office closed with one foot. His hand came up, tugging the other's tie loose while keeping his eyes on Ric's face. "Ben, baby... why don't you give me... a hand with Alaric's shirt?" he asked of his lover as he pulled the other away from the wall and found himself sliding back behind him, hands moving over the other's hips and cupping his ass through the jeans before moving one hand up and over around the other's shoulder, gently caressing the skin as Ben exposed the other's chest slowly, leaning in to nip and kiss and suck at Ric's throat while pressing hips against Alaric's firmly, holding the other male back against him and grinding their forms together. Hand moving down over the other's chest as Ben undid Ric's shirt, he took great pleasure in the sight of such a glorious prize exposed before himself and his lover. "So beautiful, Alaric... look what you've been hiding from us, that's not very nice, you know..."

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[Benton Kade West]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #fff; width: 505px; border-top: 10px #95D9DE solid, bTable] ☼ sunshine YOU CAN BE MY A small smile crossed Ben's lips in a perfectly seductive way at Salizar's words, images crossing his mind instantly. That's why I came in here.. so you can poke me. he thought to himself silently, shivers running down his spine with anticipation. So what if Ben really enjoyed the idea of sex? He liked what he liked. Maybe he was a little addicted to sex in general, or maybe it was just the closeness of it all. He had always been a passionate person after all, but something in the back of his mind decided that it was just the sex. It definitely didn't hurt that Salizar was obnoxiously gorgeous. While his fingertips slid up Ric's arm slowly, a smirk pulled across his lips. At first, he almost didn't expect for the blue haired male to agree to staying. Ben had almost started worrying that he would back out just as quickly as he had entered with a stream of apologies flowing from his mouth. Fortunately, he seemed too stunned to even consider backing away before Zar could pin him against the wall in a way that left Ben totally lost for words. Was he actually considering staying? When the words hit his ears, Benton almost didn't believe them. For a quick second, he almost thought that he heard Ric wrong, though the look on his face confirmed that he was definitely going to stay put. The smile that lit up his face was entirely triumphant and a little too excited. "Well now I'm definitely excited." he admitted honestly, looking toward Salizar with a little too much heat, his hands wandering shamelessly. While they started simply sliding up his arm and moving across his shoulders almost innocently, his eyes never stopped moving. He was like an animal circling his prey, in a way. A soft laugh escaped his lips as he shot a look toward his boyfriend at the idea that his hands could be magical, though he didn't say anything against the idea. He was a musician, after all. "We'll see if you agree." he whispered into the male's ear, his fingertips dancing dangerously over Ric's jeans, almost teasingly. Ben couldn't help but laugh at the question of often asking people to join them, though his cheeks heated up a bit despite himself. "It's definitely just your lucky day, I think. But I'm pretty open minded." he admitted easily, reaching forward to tug on his tie slightly, pulling his face a bit closer to his own. "And you're pretty damn sexy, so that helps a whole lot." he added, if a bit of an after thought. He winked at the male playfully before leaning forward enough nip his lower lip temptingly. While normally Benton was a pretty shy guy when it came to all things sexual, once he was warmed up, there was no stopping him. And besides, how many times in the past had he made comments about how badly he wanted Alaric? Too many to count and Salizar knew it. Hell, they both wanted him and that was more than obvious. Dropping the tie and turning his attention toward his boyfriend as he heard his name, he felt his lips lift slightly at the idea of undressing the male before him. He didn't need to be told twice. Before he had a chance to tell Zar to move, he was already pushing himself out from in front of Ric and disappearing. While he probably should have felt small and ridiculously insignificant next to the two taller males in the room, the thought didn't even cross his mind. He was used to being the smallest one in most situations by now. After sliding the tie from around his neck, Ben didn't stop his mind from wandering. As his fingertips slid down over the buttons of the others shirt, he couldn't help but notice that he was slowly getting closer with each button he undid. While his breath started to slowly become more and more chaotic, he became more and more sure of himself. It took him little time to bother with unbuttoning his shirt before he was bored with trying to be playful. At this point he just wanted that shirt off as well as his own. Pushing the fabric off of the others shoulders, he shifted to slide his fingers into the waistband of the male's jeans with a rather thoughtful look on his face. "You know, I've really kind of wondered what that tongue ring would do for you." he suggested lightly, sliding his hand down over the front of his jeans slowly before pulling them open almost as an after thought. "I'm definitely open for experimentation." The smirk on his face said more than he could ever say with words. 639 WORDS OUTFIT SALIZAR/ALARIC ---------------- CREDIT

[Alaric Tomas Jester]

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AND LET THE MADNESS OUT CAN I GET THE GATES UP I FEEL IT COMING ROUND I'M IN A COLD WAR WITH MYSELF AND MY NERVES OH HURRY LIKE A HOUND DOG I'LL COCK MY HEAD JUST RIGHT AND COME OFF DYSFUNCTIONALLY IN LOVE - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Alaric was one of those people that spent so little time being social that he was pretty much just completely awkward when around people, that did not bypass sexual encounters either. He'd always been pretty awkward on that front, though. Honestly, the only time he could think that he had not been awkward about it was when he was too high out of his mind that he was not really himself. He could not help but let out a breathless laugh as Salizar pulled him closer, the sound blending with a moan at the way they were pressed together. It really had been much too long since he had been with anybody. He really did work way too much. Alaric smirked slightly at Salizar's mention of 'magic hands' and Ben's responding statement. That was honestly always a good reason to hook up with a musician. They always did know just how to use their hands. "'M sure I will," he replied as he flicked his hair back out of his eyes. Sexy and beautiful were not exactly the words Alaric would have ever used to describe himself. He did not think he was ugly or anything, just generally thought of himself as more awkward, tall, and gangly than anything. So, it was a little weird hearing people say otherwise, but he wasn't going to dispute, because obviously they thought so, or it was highly unlikely they would be in that situation. "Oops," he said with a soft laugh at Salizar's mention of it not being nice that he'd 'hidden' from them. "Might not've if I'd known you were interested." It was a true statement. Had Alaric known that either of them were interested before that moment, he would've done something about it. As it was, if either had somehow been subtle about anything, Ric had completely missed it. He did not notice subtle, especially when it came to people being attracted to him and whatnot. If it wasn't blatantly obvious, such as the insistence and straight forward comments on their thoughts of how he looks, Ric never really noticed. Somebody could flirt with him, and he would be wholly unaware until they were more in his face about it or actually pointing out that they had been flirting. He really should learn to read people's intentions better. Alaric absently wet his lips, tugging on both Ben and Salizar's shirts once his own was removed, pressing closer to Salizar with a faint moan. "Pretty sure you're the ones over dressed, now," he commented, feeling highly under-dressed in comparison to the two of them. It was something that he fully believed needed to change and quickly. What good did clothes really do at the moment, anyway? They were just a hindrance, really. The teacher laughed breathlessly with a smirk at Ben's statement about his tongue ring, absently clicking hit against his teeth at the mention of it. "Well, I did get it pierced for a reason." Ric smirked another with a soft laugh before responding to the previous nip to his lower lip with one of his own to Ben's lip, pulling the smaller male a little closer. "I don't mind showing you."

tag; salizar/ben word count; 531 notes; awkward ric is awkward, and weird. but mostly awkward. XD and stingy with his words dammit. -huffs-

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[Salizar Slone Snighrig]

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[atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background-color: #000000; border: 2px solid #939393; color: ffffff; padding: 10px; opacity: 0.5] Salizar tok great pleasure in watching Ben undress the other male and he smirked slightly as he slid his own hand down over the other's chest, leaning in to press light kisses against the other male's throat as Ben pushed the other' shirt off of the other's shoulders and he let his lips travel down over the other's shoulders and his back, hands smoothing over the beautiful skin that was laid bare before him as if it were the grandest buffet that could ever have been offered to him. He smirked slightly at the other as Ben mused aloud what delightful things Ric's tongue ring could be used for, and then the other was coming right back at him with it about the reasoning behind getting the piercing. He chuckled softly, nipping Ric's ear lightly. "Mm... how very accomodating of you," he whispered slightly before he shifted out from behind Ric. He then moved around and behind Ben, looking at Ric over the other's shoulders. "Well so what if we are the ones overdressed, what are you gonna do about it, Mister Jester?" he teased, smirking at the other male as he leaned over, kissing Ben's throat. He closed his eyes slightly as he brushed his nose along Ben's throat slowly, inhaling his scent. He watched as Ben's fingers played around with the waistband of Alaric's pants as he himself reached up to undo the buttons of the other's sweater, pulling it off of his shoulders and then reaching down, tugging on the hem of Ben's shirt, slowly inching the soft fabric up over the other's skin while he continued to place kisses at the base of the other's skull and behind his ear, pulling away only when he had to in order to tug the other's shirt off, not really caring about where it fell. Only that there was now a great expanse of skin open to his mouth. And he took advantage of it as his hands slowly moved down towards the other's belt, experienced fingers easily undoing it...

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