them sexts

[inuyasock]

the phone sex +
sexting meme

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[stim]

how hard do i have to suck your dick to get a re-up on some meds

( meds, he says, like it's a legitimate need and not a frothing addiction. )

i know you still got full access in that fucking candy store of yours

[orderlie]

Of course I do.

[ conversations like this make his whole day. to say that he gets off on it would be an understatement ]

I'd say it depends on how much you want.

[stim]

enough to get me through the week

( he'll cross the next week bridge when he gets to it, like usual. )

42 mg alprazolam if im really conservative, .5 mg/84 tablets
10 mg triazolam so like 40 tablets, .25 mg each
idc if you have to give me the off brand shit

i'm strapped for cash rn so whatever else i can do for you ( up to and including a dick down his throat, but he's done and will do worse for far less important shit. that's mental illness show business, baby. ) i'll do it, no problem, i just need this shit asap

[orderlie]

[ there's a pause for some thoughtful perusal of his current stock levels, as if he doesn't know exactly what he has on hand ]

Fortunately for you I've got some room to pencil in an appointment for this afternoon.

[ of the many reasons he indulges this habit, having the opportunity to keep tabs on what smith is tearing through on the regular is on there. right below his charming willingness to do terrible, filthy things for it. well worth the investment ]

We'll just have to see what I can do on the brands.

[stim]

( thank god. the relief is an immediate rush, as warm and numbing as any high. quentin isn't dumbfuck stupid enough to know there isn't a catch because there's always a catch with men like blue, but he is dumbfuck stupid enough not to care what that catch is every time he circles back to his doorstep like a whimpering dog begging for scraps. )

fuck dude thank you

what time is good for you
i'm nearby
ish

[orderlie]

Between four and five would be ideal.

[ speaking of those catches... ]

You do realize that one blowjob isn't going to cover it. That's just a start.
If I was that deprived I'd just let a couple of the girls have a turn.

[stim]

( is it dread or anticipation that flips his guts inside out? hard to tell anymore. maybe he's just sick. )

yeah but do your girls suck dick like me

( he's just sick. )

i know the drill
you want me to suck your balls ill suck your balls
you want me to run errands ill do your dirty shit for you as long as im not getting anyone killed or seriously hurt
whatever you want

[orderlie]

[ they don't, and that also factors into why he keeps this thing going, but he's not about to admit that, obviously. it would just be annoying if quentin started to think that he's got any kind of leverage here ]

As long as we're clear on that.
I don't have any errands for you yet, so I guess we'll just have to put that tongue of yours to work.
Maybe I'll let you get things started and then fuck your mouth instead.
I know you'll swallow anything I give you.

[stim]

anything

( his guts flip again at his easy acquiesce. too easy. too pathetic. whore. withdrawal has made him shaky-horny, and blue may be a sketchy bastard but he's got a nice face when quentin's crumpled on his knees, choking down cock and cum, staring up at him through blurry wet lashes. )

you gonna touch me back this time?

[orderlie]

Is thinking about it getting you hard already?

[ blue's never bothered to pretend that he doesn't enjoy it, sometimes he does just like to lean back and relax and watch. sometimes he's in the mood for more. obviously it's all about what he wants, but if quentin's jonesing for more than just the pills...

well. he didn't have any particular plans for this evening anyway. there's no reason to kick him out the door too early ]

[stim]

yeah

( no sense lying about it. whether it gets wrung out of him here or in blue's office, it'll come out all the same. at least here he has a say in how it comes out. )

thinking about how you fit down my throat
thinking about rutting on your thigh until i cum
fucking up all your nice white clothes

[orderlie]

Sometimes I think you're as desperate for me to fuck you as you are for a fix.

[ what's one more addiction to hold over his head? ]

I could bend you over this desk after you suck me off.

[stim]

( that's a pretty thought, sizzling like a firecracker straight to his dick. quentin, seated in the backseat of a public bus, shifts a two-day-old newspaper over his lap, chewing on a corner of his thumbnail. )

you gonna cum inside too?
or maybe i'll cinch down on your dick so hard you have no choice

[orderlie]

You'd better not. I'll give it to you if you earn it.

[ lucky for him, he's alone in his office with his thoughts, so he can touch himself if he wants to, in a fairly lazy kind of way for now. ]

Would you make a mess all over my desk? Or are you gonna blow your load while you've still got my cock in your mouth?