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[shanes-collection]

8.11.24

OC belongs to @mangedmutt

[shanes-collection]

6.15.24

A WARMUP SKETCH; RILEY + SHANE

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ICON OF SHANE.

ALT UNDER CUT.

CHARACTER BELONGS TO @mangedmutt

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Shane felt more tears well up in his eyes, his vison of Riley blurred as the man spewed his awful words at him, he wanted to leave, worst of all, he didn't even want him. The words leaving Riley's lips hit him like a punch, they made his head spin, hearing Riley tell him to even kill himself almost made him want to vomit out of pain. Tears kept rolling down his cheeks as the blonde man refused to let up, the berating continuing, sour opinions of himself being thrown his way. The word psychotic dripped down the back of his mind like venom, he wasn't crazy, he knew none of this was normal, he'd known for a long time, he just felt so deeply he had to do something, it ate at him like a disease, was that so wrong to go to the extreme to show how much he cared?

Something hit his leg softly, looking down he saw the roll of gauze he got for his lovers injuries rolling along the floor slowly, a thwap coming from the back of the chair, he threw something else- probably the ointment he figured, at least he missed the second time, he must be in bad shape to miss like that, he never missed a throw in gym class, he had great aim, he probably needed to sleep. Riley calling his love "perverted shit" made his skin crawl with guilt, he wasn't doing this out of perversion. He wasn't one of those sickos that stalked people to kill them or molest them, he did all of this purely for the sake of love, and all he could boil it down to was a perversion, he didn't understand it yet.

Riley pointing out the obvious that none of this was normal broke him, Shane stood up from the chair, face red and wet with tears, glaring at Riley before raising his voice out of frustration. "I FUCKING KNOW RILEY. THIS ISN'T NORMAL OKAY? I'M NOT PSYCHOTIC I'M NOT CRAZY! I DIDN'T WANT TO HAVE TO DO THIS BUT I RAN OUT OF OPTIONS. I- I WAS WORRIED ABOUT YOU. I DIDN'T WATCH OVER YOU TO JERK OFF OR, OR DO ANY WEIRD SHIT, I DID IT CAUSE I CARE ABOUT YOU. I-" Shane felt his heart sink as he realized what he was doing to the man he loved, screaming at him like an asshole, this wasn't the way it should ever be, he had to calm down. "I'm sorry I yelled at you I- I don't know, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't be like that towards you it's not right…. Look just, just take the stuff I bought for you and try to rest, I need to do some things upstairs for a while and calm down, if you need anything just shout for me okay?" Shane bent down and picked up the gauze and ointment, tossing it next to the bed where Riley could reach it, fetching a wrapped sandwich and sealed bottle of his favorite soda, setting it down next to the medical supplies before making his way towards the stairs to leave for the time being.

Shane sat at the booth alone, his hands anxiously tapping at the table as he waited, picking up his phone from the table to check the time. 8:10. He set it down and glanced towards the door, still closed, no one new in the bar. Riley was supposed to be here for 8:00, he was here at 7:30 ashamedly. Panicking and leaving early once the date was set into motion, unable to contain his excitement, it had to be perfect for him. He hadn't been to this bar before, and he knew Riley hadn't either, it was more of a quiet place that you had to know, to know, but a perfect medium distance for Riley to drive to, not to far for him to offer another bar, not too close for him to know it well.

His Cranberry Vodka sat in front of him half gone already from anxiously sipping it, the minutes eating away at him waiting for him to walk through the door. He had to pace himself with the drinking, he couldn't get to many drinks in before he got here, that could ruin things, remember it has to be perfect. His hand reached into the pocket of his pants, feeling the loose pills sitting in them, running over the plan in his head, once more as his mind raced, it was finally time to actually speak to him, face to face! He almost still couldn't believe Riley agreed to meet up with him, he had been so worried he wouldn't like how he looked, or just flat out reject him, but he actually said yes! It felt like fate to him. His eyes shifted to the full glass of Cranberry Vodka in front of the booth where he would hopefully soon be sitting, close enough for him to see every little detail about him, see his individual strands of hair and even maybe smell him a little, he absolutely couldn't wait, he felt like a kid the night before Christmas, patiently waiting for his present to arrive wrapped in a neat and tidy little bow.

@vanderbrook

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The impact of the solid toilet lid connecting to Shane's face flooding him with a dull pain, everything a blur until he hit the ground going entirely limp, everything black, it was like he was immediately asleep. Minutes passed for Riley, Shane unaware of anything, mind taking a unwanted break.

Shane slowly began to wake up his head violently throbbing, groaning out lowly as he tries to lift himself off the floor, vision blurry as he tries to focus on anything, a red blob on the floor beneath him, squinting at it confused until a droplet of blood falls from his face and into the puddle, telling him what the crimson blob was, panic began to wash over him, sending him crawling backwards with his hands, until his back touched the chair he fell asleep in the night previous. A shaky hand reaching up to the most painful part of his face, wincing as his fingers touched his skin, pulling it away to see blood on his finger tips, his throat tightening as he felt tears wanting to well up in his eyes. He had no clue what happened, he just woke up on the floor, all he remembered was approaching Riley to help him with his hands- He didn't. He wouldn't have. His eyes shakily made its way from his hand to where Riley was, Shane could see his figure curled up against the wall, face to his knees, quietly sobbing, still looking scared as ever.

Tears began to well in Shane's eyes as he fought to get to his feet, eyes darting around the room, noticing the missing lid on the toilets tank. Was that what Riley hit him with? Poor Riley he was so afraid he hurt his own boyfriend, the way he was crying in the corner he must have felt so bad for doing so, so scared that he killed him in his panic. Shane's voice felt tight, the tears coming down his cheek mixing with the blood on his face, as he held a supportive beam next to the chair, legs still weak. "Riley… Riley I'm okay please.. Please stop crying Riley. See?" Shane sounded as if he was going to break down like the other man was, unsure what to even say to him, he wanted to come closer, he wanted to hold him in his arms and tell him everything would be okay, but he didn't know what he might do, he had to be careful, Riley was so… volatile right now. Another throb wracked his head making him double over slightly, the lights in the basement stinging his eyes, he needed to sit down, reaching for the arm of the chair before throwing his rear down onto it, leaning back as he put a hand over the injured part of his face, trying to stop the pain. "Riley… I know you're scared but please, just tell me what you need. I just want you to calm down, you've been a mess ever since you woke up I- I don't get why you won't just relax. I've been nothing but nice to you…" The heart felt sentence pushed Shane over the edge, a soft sob coming from him as he covered his eyes letting the tears flow, let his emotions come out peacefully. He didn't want to cry but he had to, Riley hurt him, hurt him badly, and he didn't want to bottle up the feelings, he had to let it out, in a relationship feelings are important, this was a big hurdle for them, even if Riley wasn't communicating as well as Shane was, someone had to take the first step.

Shane sat at the booth alone, his hands anxiously tapping at the table as he waited, picking up his phone from the table to check the time. 8:10. He set it down and glanced towards the door, still closed, no one new in the bar. Riley was supposed to be here for 8:00, he was here at 7:30 ashamedly. Panicking and leaving early once the date was set into motion, unable to contain his excitement, it had to be perfect for him. He hadn't been to this bar before, and he knew Riley hadn't either, it was more of a quiet place that you had to know, to know, but a perfect medium distance for Riley to drive to, not to far for him to offer another bar, not too close for him to know it well.

His Cranberry Vodka sat in front of him half gone already from anxiously sipping it, the minutes eating away at him waiting for him to walk through the door. He had to pace himself with the drinking, he couldn't get to many drinks in before he got here, that could ruin things, remember it has to be perfect. His hand reached into the pocket of his pants, feeling the loose pills sitting in them, running over the plan in his head, once more as his mind raced, it was finally time to actually speak to him, face to face! He almost still couldn't believe Riley agreed to meet up with him, he had been so worried he wouldn't like how he looked, or just flat out reject him, but he actually said yes! It felt like fate to him. His eyes shifted to the full glass of Cranberry Vodka in front of the booth where he would hopefully soon be sitting, close enough for him to see every little detail about him, see his individual strands of hair and even maybe smell him a little, he absolutely couldn't wait, he felt like a kid the night before Christmas, patiently waiting for his present to arrive wrapped in a neat and tidy little bow.

@vanderbrook

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Shane was finally driving Riley's car home, he knew he had to get it home and hide it away in his garage. Thankfully he knew a lot of his neighbors minded their business, so he doubted anyone would raise an eyebrow at another car coming to his house, it wasn't anything out of the ordinary, could even be a delivery driver, or a friend. So why was he sweating? His hands were gripping the wheel as he made sure to come to a complete stop at each stop sign, looking every which way to make sure nothing would go awry. Glancing to out his window he noticed a field- The field Riley would go to with his friends on Saturdays! He would always park his truck and watch them play from his truck, admiring how much Riley hustled even during a game for fun, he was so talented. He dreamed of being able to sit in the stands, watching him play, Riley giving him a wave into the stands after scoring a goal, after the match them giving each other a hug, maybe getting something to eat to celebrate another game well played. That was the dream. As he drove past, he noticed the same people on the field, Riley's friends! He sped up a bit to get out of their sight, continuing home, he couldn't risk them spotting Riley's car, things would get hairy if they did. As he drove he felt a little sad for Riley, they only gave him a call when he didn't show, none of them seeming to care enough to check up on him when his absence happened. He thought Riley's friends would care a bit more, but apparently not.

The car pulled into his driveway, the garage door left open quickly pulling the car inside, hopping out and shutting the door behind him. He gathered a bag of things he bought from a corner store on his walk to get the car, some bandages for Riley, a drink for each of them, and a sandwich for each of them as well! A nice simple lunch for the two of them! Setting the bag down he grabbed a few tarps he had laying around and threw them over the car, he didn't know why but he felt like it was a good idea incase someone snooped around, he just wanted to be careful, he didn't want Riley taken from him so soon. He made his way to the door, a smile on his face, he had been gone for such a short amount of time yet he missed him so much, sliding the chain open and cracking open the door and making his way down to see Riley kneeling on the bed.

Staring at Riley sitting on the bed with his raw looking palms and pale face made Shane panic, his hands looked awful! It was a good thing he grabbed some medical supplies on his way home. "Oh god- I'm so sorry Riley.. I've got something for that hold on!" He ruffled through the bag pulling out a tube of some medical cream and a roll of gauze, setting the back of other goods down next to his chair, making his way over to Riley who needed him now more than ever, this was good! He could do something good for him, show him how much he cared! "Alright! I've got some cream and bandages that should make that feel a little better!" Shane looking down at the bandages imaging how to wrap up Riley's poor hands, not paying attention to what Riley was doing, now close to the edge of Riley's bed.

Shane sat at the booth alone, his hands anxiously tapping at the table as he waited, picking up his phone from the table to check the time. 8:10. He set it down and glanced towards the door, still closed, no one new in the bar. Riley was supposed to be here for 8:00, he was here at 7:30 ashamedly. Panicking and leaving early once the date was set into motion, unable to contain his excitement, it had to be perfect for him. He hadn't been to this bar before, and he knew Riley hadn't either, it was more of a quiet place that you had to know, to know, but a perfect medium distance for Riley to drive to, not to far for him to offer another bar, not too close for him to know it well.

His Cranberry Vodka sat in front of him half gone already from anxiously sipping it, the minutes eating away at him waiting for him to walk through the door. He had to pace himself with the drinking, he couldn't get to many drinks in before he got here, that could ruin things, remember it has to be perfect. His hand reached into the pocket of his pants, feeling the loose pills sitting in them, running over the plan in his head, once more as his mind raced, it was finally time to actually speak to him, face to face! He almost still couldn't believe Riley agreed to meet up with him, he had been so worried he wouldn't like how he looked, or just flat out reject him, but he actually said yes! It felt like fate to him. His eyes shifted to the full glass of Cranberry Vodka in front of the booth where he would hopefully soon be sitting, close enough for him to see every little detail about him, see his individual strands of hair and even maybe smell him a little, he absolutely couldn't wait, he felt like a kid the night before Christmas, patiently waiting for his present to arrive wrapped in a neat and tidy little bow.

@vanderbrook

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Shane's attempted comforting smile began to fade as he watched his attempt to soothe Riley go down the drain, they way Riley's face twisted angerly, before his words began to spit towards him once more. The things he was saying to him were awful, awful things, perverted, creep. Shane didn't think he was any of those. He made sure their first time was consensual, he didn't want to pressure Riley into doing anything he didn't want to do. Some of the things he did, maybe they were a bit creepy, he was self aware enough to know that, but it was coming from a good place in his heart, none of this was in a bad way, it just felt like the only way.

The way Riley threatened to beat him, call the police on him, it made his throat tighten. He felt, sick, for the first time he felt almost like a monster. The way Riley had fought to get free of his restraints was sad to see, how terrified he was. This wasn't off to a very good start, somehow he thought this would be easier, but he was here now, and if he let him go, he wouldn't see him for years, he couldn't go to jail, it wasn't an option. The buzzing of a phone made them both go silent, Shane's eyes glancing down to the phone next to his chair, someone was calling, he let the phone keep ringing until it finally stopped, looking back to Riley, feeling a punch to his gut as he saw his teary eyes staring up at him, lips quivering before he began to sob, pleading for Shane to just let him go, still scared for his life. Maybe together time wasn't the best idea right now… He did still need to go and pick up Riley's car and park it in his garage, maybe now was a good time to do that.

Shane knelt down and picked up Riley's phone, holding the power button until he could slide it off, the screen going black finally resting, slipping it into his pocket. "I'm sorry Riley… I- I can't. This is a good thing you just. You just need some time to come around to it. Change can be hard, but this is for the best. You need to trust me I only want the best for you." Shane set the photos he was hoping Riley would like onto the chair, sighing as he took one last glance at one of Riley photos, his face full of happiness. He wished Riley looked like that now, but the man chained to the wall didn't look anything like him. He looked feral, and scared.

"I'm going to head out for a little bit okay? Try and just relax while I'm gone it won't be for long I promise. I'll bring something back for your poor fingers…" Shane gave Riley a pathetic smile, one you would give to a friend you were trying to console but unsure of what to truly say to them. It hurt to look at Riley in this state, it felt like he was ruining the man he fell head over heels for. But he reassured himself, this was the only way to keep him safe, the only way to ensure they could be together safely. He had to do this for him. Making his way to the stairs, he turned to look over his shoulder at the man sobbing. "And Riley, please don't hurt yourself anymore, I'm begging you." The sound of Shane softly walking up the stairs echoed down them, until the sound of the door at the top shutting could be heard, a soft jingle of a chain sliding across before the basement was silent, Riley finally alone for the first time since this all began.

Shane sat at the booth alone, his hands anxiously tapping at the table as he waited, picking up his phone from the table to check the time. 8:10. He set it down and glanced towards the door, still closed, no one new in the bar. Riley was supposed to be here for 8:00, he was here at 7:30 ashamedly. Panicking and leaving early once the date was set into motion, unable to contain his excitement, it had to be perfect for him. He hadn't been to this bar before, and he knew Riley hadn't either, it was more of a quiet place that you had to know, to know, but a perfect medium distance for Riley to drive to, not to far for him to offer another bar, not too close for him to know it well.

His Cranberry Vodka sat in front of him half gone already from anxiously sipping it, the minutes eating away at him waiting for him to walk through the door. He had to pace himself with the drinking, he couldn't get to many drinks in before he got here, that could ruin things, remember it has to be perfect. His hand reached into the pocket of his pants, feeling the loose pills sitting in them, running over the plan in his head, once more as his mind raced, it was finally time to actually speak to him, face to face! He almost still couldn't believe Riley agreed to meet up with him, he had been so worried he wouldn't like how he looked, or just flat out reject him, but he actually said yes! It felt like fate to him. His eyes shifted to the full glass of Cranberry Vodka in front of the booth where he would hopefully soon be sitting, close enough for him to see every little detail about him, see his individual strands of hair and even maybe smell him a little, he absolutely couldn't wait, he felt like a kid the night before Christmas, patiently waiting for his present to arrive wrapped in a neat and tidy little bow.

@vanderbrook

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Shane took a hurried step back as Riley lunged at him, the chain cutting him short. He- he tried to hit him! He was freaking out, no, he was losing it, Shane's gut churned as he saw the panic in his face, it hurt him to see his lover this way. He watched silently as Riley was now facing the collage of photos he had taped up to the wall, almost two hundred photos to be exact, well the ones he had on the wall, they were his favorites, he had a booklet of some more in his room he would flip through before bed, some more of Riley's casual photos.

The way Riley staggered back was like he was in a trance, as if he was about to pass out. Shane slowly stepping closer to him, to catch him incase he fell, he didn't want him to hurt himself, it probably was a pretty big shock to see basically your entire life for the past 5 years all in front of you, but it had been five years of them silently being apart of each others lives, even if Riley couldn't see it, Shane did, and Shane wanted to help him see what was meant to be. Shane winced as Riley screamed again, ripping at the chain that was securely attached to the wall, fighting to break free, a part of Shane wanted to let him free, just to let him be happy once more, but he couldn't Riley was still so lost, he had so much to show him, so much love to give. He knew this wasn't going to be easy, their relationship so far hadn't been easy for him, but it was going to get better, fate held his hand through the start, the rest was up to him now, he couldn't give up so easily on something the universe handed down to him.

Shane crept forwards a bit more, soft eyes connecting with Riley's, his eyes were puffy and red, almost bloodshot from all the screaming and thrashing, his face looked almost horrific with how afraid he was, it looked like he was staring down the grim reaper, counting his final seconds, but it couldn't be further from the truth, Shane was here to help him, he just had to be gentle and keep reassuring him, like scared dog that just needs some tender love and care to warm up! "Hey. Take it easy Riley…. Just breathe okay? I know this is scary but I promise I'm not going to hurt you! I- Hold on." Shane got up from his crouched position and took down a photo from the center of the board. A loving sigh left his lips as he gazed up on it, taking down a few others, before returning to where he was before, holding up the first photo for Riley to see.

"Look! This was your first lacrosse game! I remember it so well. I was sent to watch it to get pictures for the year book.. and that's where I first saw you! You were incredible! I remember you were the MVP that game! Black hair looked so nice on you… but your blonde hair grew on me… It felt like love at first sight y'know?" Shane gently swapped out the photo for another one, one of Riley with blonde hair, a side shot of his face as he was chewing on a burger in a fast food joint. "This was our first date! I know we didn't sit together.. I was too shy to walk up and just sit down.. That would've been kinda weird. But I ordered the same thing you got! I started doing that a lot on our dates… I knew you had good taste!" Another photo shuffled into his hand, one of Riley sorting through a few boxes sitting in a living room, his living room, of his current home. "This was when you moved into your new place! I remember when I found out you were moving I was so scared you'd picked a bad neighborhood but thankfully you got a safe one! You decorated the inside so nicely too! It… felt really homey whenever I was inside, so I took some inspiration for my own place. But now that you're here it is a home! I even got sheets just like yours to make you feel better about the change! Look I know this is a lot but please, please stop hurting yourself. You aren't in danger here! See? No weapons, nothing to hurt you! It's just me! I just want to show you how much love I have for you."

Shane sat at the booth alone, his hands anxiously tapping at the table as he waited, picking up his phone from the table to check the time. 8:10. He set it down and glanced towards the door, still closed, no one new in the bar. Riley was supposed to be here for 8:00, he was here at 7:30 ashamedly. Panicking and leaving early once the date was set into motion, unable to contain his excitement, it had to be perfect for him. He hadn't been to this bar before, and he knew Riley hadn't either, it was more of a quiet place that you had to know, to know, but a perfect medium distance for Riley to drive to, not to far for him to offer another bar, not too close for him to know it well.

His Cranberry Vodka sat in front of him half gone already from anxiously sipping it, the minutes eating away at him waiting for him to walk through the door. He had to pace himself with the drinking, he couldn't get to many drinks in before he got here, that could ruin things, remember it has to be perfect. His hand reached into the pocket of his pants, feeling the loose pills sitting in them, running over the plan in his head, once more as his mind raced, it was finally time to actually speak to him, face to face! He almost still couldn't believe Riley agreed to meet up with him, he had been so worried he wouldn't like how he looked, or just flat out reject him, but he actually said yes! It felt like fate to him. His eyes shifted to the full glass of Cranberry Vodka in front of the booth where he would hopefully soon be sitting, close enough for him to see every little detail about him, see his individual strands of hair and even maybe smell him a little, he absolutely couldn't wait, he felt like a kid the night before Christmas, patiently waiting for his present to arrive wrapped in a neat and tidy little bow.

@vanderbrook

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Shane's peaceful sleep was abruptly cut short by the sounds of desperate screams booming throughout the basement, a pillow smacking him square in the face, flopping over his head and behind the chair, standing up quickly disoriented as ever before remembering what was going, what happened. His shocked face quickly shifted to one of concern as he looked down at his lover squealing and crying on the floor, like a child having a tantrum, repeated over and over that he didn't want to die. Shane's heart hurt as he listened to him, almost wanting to cry himself as the begging turned into insults, his lover calling him sick and disgusting, that he would kill him, he was just confused again, the drugs, his new home, it was a lot for him to take in, this was to be expected, he could calm him surely.

Shane held out his hands in a passive gesture as he looked down at Riley blubbering on the floor, his voice trying to be calming and easing, a soft look deep within his eyes, a concerned expression on his face. "Hey- Hey… It's okay! You're okay! I'm not going to hurt you my love! You're safe don't worry! I know this is probably a shock but- I'm your boyfriend! I figured it was y'know… time for us to move in together?.." A smile tried to pad the very creepy sentence that just left Shane's lips but the smile made it worse, his soft eyes with that unnerving smile was not a great combination.

Shane sat at the booth alone, his hands anxiously tapping at the table as he waited, picking up his phone from the table to check the time. 8:10. He set it down and glanced towards the door, still closed, no one new in the bar. Riley was supposed to be here for 8:00, he was here at 7:30 ashamedly. Panicking and leaving early once the date was set into motion, unable to contain his excitement, it had to be perfect for him. He hadn't been to this bar before, and he knew Riley hadn't either, it was more of a quiet place that you had to know, to know, but a perfect medium distance for Riley to drive to, not to far for him to offer another bar, not too close for him to know it well.

His Cranberry Vodka sat in front of him half gone already from anxiously sipping it, the minutes eating away at him waiting for him to walk through the door. He had to pace himself with the drinking, he couldn't get to many drinks in before he got here, that could ruin things, remember it has to be perfect. His hand reached into the pocket of his pants, feeling the loose pills sitting in them, running over the plan in his head, once more as his mind raced, it was finally time to actually speak to him, face to face! He almost still couldn't believe Riley agreed to meet up with him, he had been so worried he wouldn't like how he looked, or just flat out reject him, but he actually said yes! It felt like fate to him. His eyes shifted to the full glass of Cranberry Vodka in front of the booth where he would hopefully soon be sitting, close enough for him to see every little detail about him, see his individual strands of hair and even maybe smell him a little, he absolutely couldn't wait, he felt like a kid the night before Christmas, patiently waiting for his present to arrive wrapped in a neat and tidy little bow.

@vanderbrook

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Shane's face felt hot as he watched Riley sit on the bed next to him, glass in hand staring at the floor. Sweat beaded down his forehead as he anxiously waited, he was so close, everything was going so well, it had to happen and happen now. He watched as Riley tilted the glass back, swallowing it all down in one go, Shane's breathing changed the moment he saw it disappear from the glass, shallow excited breaths as he stared down the back of his head, his eyes having an unsettling look to them, he did it. He finally was going to show him how much he loved him, how much he had always loved him.

His mind raced as he watched him smack his lips, thinking, unmoving. Shouldn't he have been out by now? He'd never used these before, he honestly didn't even know if they were real, did he get ripped off, was fate finally out of help to give? He sat up in bed, still staring him down as his throat went dry, quietly panicking as he watched the gears turn in his mind, the sound of him setting the glass on the table echoed in his mind as he silently watched, fear setting in as he saw him attempt to rise to his feet, muttering- no slurring his words! They were working! Just not quick enough. Shane stood up from his side of the bed, stancing himself, preparing for the worst, he couldn't hurt Riley, matter of fact he was terrified he'd hurt himself, his unsteady footing, eyes squinting as the light harassed his eyes, Shane rushing to the foot of the bed freezing as Riley shouted at him, walking towards him with force, demanding he get away from him. Shane's heart felt like it was stabbed, maybe he had gone too far, would he hate him now after what he did to him? A weak shove knocked the lesser man back, Riley moving through him, fists gripping the door frame now, his breaths becoming more shallow as he peered into the hall, knees beginning to buckle under him. Shane watched in horror of his lover walking out on him, Riley's ghostly white face peering back at him, scared, desperate, a pathetic help me leaving his lips, his body suddenly going limp.

Shane launched himself forwards to catch him, barely grabbing ahold of his arm before his head slammed into the ground, gently lowering his weak, tired body to the floor, panting with fear of his lover almost hurting himself, thinking about Riley's final moment. "Help me.." He didn't mean the awful things he said, he was drugged, confused, but in his moment of desperate clarity, he begged Shane for help, someone he could trust, someone he loved. Shane stood above Riley in the doorway, looking down at his peaceful looking soulmate, he looked just how he did when he slept, at peace, muscles relaxed, face untensed, absolutely perfect in a way only he could be. He knelt down, a crazy glint in his eyes nobody was awake to see, a deranged glint, eyes full of victory. His hand gently carassed Riley's cheek, feeling his soft, smooth skin, admiring every little detail he could now see extremely close. Hand trailing down his neck, his chest, down his arm to a hand, Shane limply lifted it up, interlocking their fingers in a one sided embrace, giggling softly at how perfectly their hands fit together, as if fate had molded them for one another. He brought the weak hand to his lips, gently kissing the top of Riley's hand, admiring the smell of it as he pulled away, gently setting it down onto the floor like fine china, getting off his knees, laying down next to Riley for a moment, nestling his face into his neck, sniffing some of his hair before gently kissing up his neck until he reached his lips for one final passionate kiss between them. As he lifted his head away from him he stared for a moment in awe. He had him, he couldn't wait to show him how good of a husband he could be! He knew everything about him, he had to love him! Gently brushing some of Riley's hair off his face a grin indescribable other than creepy filled his face as he returned to his feet. He was on a timer, he had to get him into bed. Shane tucked his hands underneath Riley's limp shoulders and hefted him up, letting out a shocked wheeze at how heavy he was. Dead weight wasn't a joke, he felt like he weighed twice his size! With grunts and a few breaks he drug Riley down the hall, finally reaching a door just at the start of the hallway. He propped up Riley against the wall, and opened the door slowly, peering down into the dark basement, he flicked a switch and the stairwell lit up. Shane hefted him up once more, making sure to protect his head as his heels slid down each step until they reached the bottom, Shane now damp with sweat from the workout fueled only by the adrenaline pumping through his body. Riley was drug over to a bed in the corner of the room, sheets the exact same as the ones he had at home, freshly washed with the same brand of detergent he used as well. Shane put Riley's upper half on the bed first, hefting his other half up by the thighs until he was laying with his head towards the soft pillows. Shane gently arranged him on the bed until he looked comfortable, as if he had laid down to sleep in his own bed, dreaming of Shane, much like how Shane dreamt of him every night.

He dug around at the end of the bed, hefting up a moderately heavy duty chain with a shackle attached to the end of it, it had just enough room for him to go a foot or two from the bed to access things he would need, a nice soft leather lined the inside, something Shane thought up a few nights ago while running through tonight in his head, he didn't want the metal to cut into his leg, so this would help protect him and make it more comfortable! He brought the chain onto the bed and carefully put it around Riley's ankle, snapping the padlock it had dangling on it shut, fate finally being sealed after so long, the key kept in a special place Shane could find it for when the time came.

Exhausted Shane made his way over to a chair a few feet away from the bed, a lazy man recliner he found for cheap one day online. He knew he would be spending a lot of time down here, helping his husband get to know him better, he figured it would help add to the homey feeling. His back pressed into the soft leather cushions, letting his now aching muscles relax as he gazed upon Riley peacefully tucked into his bed, sound asleep. This was a sight he was never going to get tired of, it felt like he was dreaming. A few short words left his mouth as sleep began to overtake him.

"I love you dear…"

Shane sat at the booth alone, his hands anxiously tapping at the table as he waited, picking up his phone from the table to check the time. 8:10. He set it down and glanced towards the door, still closed, no one new in the bar. Riley was supposed to be here for 8:00, he was here at 7:30 ashamedly. Panicking and leaving early once the date was set into motion, unable to contain his excitement, it had to be perfect for him. He hadn't been to this bar before, and he knew Riley hadn't either, it was more of a quiet place that you had to know, to know, but a perfect medium distance for Riley to drive to, not to far for him to offer another bar, not too close for him to know it well.

His Cranberry Vodka sat in front of him half gone already from anxiously sipping it, the minutes eating away at him waiting for him to walk through the door. He had to pace himself with the drinking, he couldn't get to many drinks in before he got here, that could ruin things, remember it has to be perfect. His hand reached into the pocket of his pants, feeling the loose pills sitting in them, running over the plan in his head, once more as his mind raced, it was finally time to actually speak to him, face to face! He almost still couldn't believe Riley agreed to meet up with him, he had been so worried he wouldn't like how he looked, or just flat out reject him, but he actually said yes! It felt like fate to him. His eyes shifted to the full glass of Cranberry Vodka in front of the booth where he would hopefully soon be sitting, close enough for him to see every little detail about him, see his individual strands of hair and even maybe smell him a little, he absolutely couldn't wait, he felt like a kid the night before Christmas, patiently waiting for his present to arrive wrapped in a neat and tidy little bow.

@vanderbrook

[shanes-collection]

Shane weaseled into a pair of underwear that was laying on the floor, searching for his pants that had been tossed into the abyss of the room, finally finding them in the far corner by the door. He rifled through his pockets until he found what he was looking for, the pills, thankfully still all there, all three of them. He'd bought them months ago on a website he found and they surprisingly arrived, the suggested dosage was two, but he needed time, three would be okay right?

Quietly he left the bedroom, walking down the hallway where he could hear Riley, relieving himself into the toilet loudly, aiming directly into the water. He had to hurry up lest he come into the kitchen and find him. He ripped open a cabinet in the kitchen, pulling out two glasses he had specifically for this moment, ones that were special to him, ones from Riley's kitchen. He filled the glasses with water from the tap, his mind racing as the night was finally coming to its real climax, the moment that would change their lives, all for the better. Shane knew how Riley was, he was lost, he couldn't see how perfect they were together, he went from man to man, always trying something new, when all he needed was almost always right by his side, it was time to help him see what was meant to be. The three pills dropped into the glass of water to his left, stirring them in with a butter knife, watching as they dissolved, pausing for a moment as his mind screamed at him with fear. The website said to use two, it said nothing about three. What if three hurt him, took him away? He stared at the glasses mind in a frenzy debating what to do, he didn't have more pills, he couldn't just redo the drink, he had to risk it, he would take care of him if something happened, he would. The sound of the sink turning off sent a chill up his spine, he had to get back to him now.

He scuttled out of the kitchen, holding the glasses in his hands, Riley's handcrafted glass of water in his left, almost to the bedroom Riley stepped out of the bathroom, bumping into him, water splashing his white shirt, thankfully being saved by his own hand. Fate. The cup could've spilt and it would have been over. All his hard work, planning obsessively, it would have left him with nothing, let him slip through his fingers. Fate wouldn't let that happen. His pupils were still dilated with excitement, an almost unsettling glisten to his eyes in the light of the hallway as he looked at Riley with an excited grin hearing that he had to stay the night. It was perfect. Fate.

"Y-Yes! Of course that's more than fine! I'd love another follow-up! You did… really well…."

Shane let his now free hand graze over Riley's hip, fingers lingering for a moment longer than what would be considered flirty, leading Riley back to their bedroom, taking a sip of his water, feeling it flow down his dry throat. He was losing it. Everything was perfect, but never as perfect as him, he was so close he could feel it, feel his soft skin laying next to him in bed years from now, kissing his neck before they fell asleep in their bed, in their home, living their life as one.

Shane sat at the booth alone, his hands anxiously tapping at the table as he waited, picking up his phone from the table to check the time. 8:10. He set it down and glanced towards the door, still closed, no one new in the bar. Riley was supposed to be here for 8:00, he was here at 7:30 ashamedly. Panicking and leaving early once the date was set into motion, unable to contain his excitement, it had to be perfect for him. He hadn't been to this bar before, and he knew Riley hadn't either, it was more of a quiet place that you had to know, to know, but a perfect medium distance for Riley to drive to, not to far for him to offer another bar, not too close for him to know it well.

His Cranberry Vodka sat in front of him half gone already from anxiously sipping it, the minutes eating away at him waiting for him to walk through the door. He had to pace himself with the drinking, he couldn't get to many drinks in before he got here, that could ruin things, remember it has to be perfect. His hand reached into the pocket of his pants, feeling the loose pills sitting in them, running over the plan in his head, once more as his mind raced, it was finally time to actually speak to him, face to face! He almost still couldn't believe Riley agreed to meet up with him, he had been so worried he wouldn't like how he looked, or just flat out reject him, but he actually said yes! It felt like fate to him. His eyes shifted to the full glass of Cranberry Vodka in front of the booth where he would hopefully soon be sitting, close enough for him to see every little detail about him, see his individual strands of hair and even maybe smell him a little, he absolutely couldn't wait, he felt like a kid the night before Christmas, patiently waiting for his present to arrive wrapped in a neat and tidy little bow.

@vanderbrook

[shanes-collection]

His entire body felt light as if he could float, his hand slowly caressing Riley's member just as he instructed him, his hand squeezing a bit more as he felt it move back and forth on his palm, Riley's hands exploring every inch of his body, his mind racing as he shakily kept breathing, his excitable expression spread across his soft face. The kisses they shared were heavenly, the taste of his tongue in his mouth, the two panting and breathing together as one, it was everything he hoped for, his obsession nearing a breaking point pupils dilated from the thrill, a bite to his lip set of his brain like fireworks, he loved him so much he even wanted to taste him back, he knew that he loved him back, he just had to set the scene for him to show it! The sound of a bottle cracking open was soon paired with Riley's wet, cold fingers, feeling around behind him, Shane shifting his butt a little to help him find it quicker, he couldn't wait any longer he needed him inside him. His fingers finally finding his hole, sliding in and out, he put them in! He had a part of Riley inside him but, the fingers weren't enough, he lightly shifted his rear back and forth with the thrusts hoping he would understand the silent pleads of desperation.

The feeling of his fingers pulling out of him felt wrong, it was so good to have him inside, he needed it again, Riley shuffling behind him told him it wouldn't be long till he got what he had been praying night after night for, the sensation of him rubbing it over his cheeks was driving him insane, like holding a piece of meat in front of a starving animal, his head was spinning. Pulled back onto his chest, a firm, strong hand holding him back, another gripping his hip, finally he felt the tip poke his hole, ready for him, ready to love him. A bite onto his shoulder, with his hot panting breaths washing over it gave him goosebumps, he was rock hard long before this but now he was so hard it almost hurt, the pain shoved to the back of his mind as Riley's fingers wrapped around his cock, he swore he was about to cum just from the his touch, finally feeling himself be pushed back, Riley's dick sliding inside him perfectly. Airy gasps left Shane's lips as he panted and quivered, not just from the sensation, but from his lover finally loving him the way he did, loving him enough to be inside one another, as close as they could be, fate was right, this was right.

The two rocked back and forth bodies touching as Shane felt his lover slide in and out of him with passion, his body burning up as a sensation grew the more and more his everything gently touched his member, and the parts of him deep inside, closer than ever before, it was all too much for him, after only around a minute of Riley going in and out of him, a sticky fluid squirted out onto Riley's hand. Shane's breaths shaky and jagged, panting for air as he tried to collect himself from the pure bliss he was in, mustering out a few words to him.

"Keep.. going.. please"

The two laid in bed as they breathed slowly, Riley near the edge, Shane laying next to him, Riley's arm wrapped around his shoulder as they collected themselves from the eventful time they just had, Shane unable to help but look over at Riley's slightly shiny face, sweaty from all he did for him, so much effort and love came from him, came deep inside him, he could still feel it, it was incredible, it was perfect. Shane's hand rested on his thigh under the sheets, feeling his toned leg muscles from all the running he did at 7am. He worked so hard on himself, to make himself perfect for Shane, but he would love him no matter how he looked, all he wanted was him. He snapped back from the awing gaze at his future, remembering this wasn't all he had to do, there was one more important detail that had to happen, or else this would never work.

"You uh.. You thirsty? I can grab us some water!"

Shane sat at the booth alone, his hands anxiously tapping at the table as he waited, picking up his phone from the table to check the time. 8:10. He set it down and glanced towards the door, still closed, no one new in the bar. Riley was supposed to be here for 8:00, he was here at 7:30 ashamedly. Panicking and leaving early once the date was set into motion, unable to contain his excitement, it had to be perfect for him. He hadn't been to this bar before, and he knew Riley hadn't either, it was more of a quiet place that you had to know, to know, but a perfect medium distance for Riley to drive to, not to far for him to offer another bar, not too close for him to know it well.

His Cranberry Vodka sat in front of him half gone already from anxiously sipping it, the minutes eating away at him waiting for him to walk through the door. He had to pace himself with the drinking, he couldn't get to many drinks in before he got here, that could ruin things, remember it has to be perfect. His hand reached into the pocket of his pants, feeling the loose pills sitting in them, running over the plan in his head, once more as his mind raced, it was finally time to actually speak to him, face to face! He almost still couldn't believe Riley agreed to meet up with him, he had been so worried he wouldn't like how he looked, or just flat out reject him, but he actually said yes! It felt like fate to him. His eyes shifted to the full glass of Cranberry Vodka in front of the booth where he would hopefully soon be sitting, close enough for him to see every little detail about him, see his individual strands of hair and even maybe smell him a little, he absolutely couldn't wait, he felt like a kid the night before Christmas, patiently waiting for his present to arrive wrapped in a neat and tidy little bow.

@vanderbrook

[shanes-collection]

Shane felt like he couldn't breathe, he was so exhilarated, Riley gripping his hands within his pulling him closer than they had ever been. His heart was pounding out of his chest, this felt incredible, he had never been this close to him, the closest he had been was to touch his hair to take a little for himself, something he cherished dearly, able to feel the soft strands in his hand, smelling of his shampoo that he always used since he graduated high school. The soft grazing of their lips almost drove him insane, he felt like he couldn't wait, but he was so close, the next stop was their bedroom the feeling of his hand resting over his ass, the sensation sending chills up his body. He wanted him, he didn't just want to talk to him, he wanted to be inside him, he felt like he was in a dream.

The moment Riley closed the door behind him with is foot Shane could tell his face was beet red, he felt hot, he had never felt so alive, so ready for anything, whatever Riley wanted from him he knew he would give, he'd give anything for him, even just for this moment to be touched by him, it felt like his life's purpose. His eyes couldn't stray from him, watching as he pulled his shirt over his head, his chest and pecs were perfect, something he couldn't get enough of seeing, and this time it was all meant for him, pulled from the trance as Riley spoke, his voice wrapping him in invisible chains, like he was under a spell, he could listen to him forever.

"Yeah! Yeah- I'll let you know everything-"

His response cut short as his hands rubbed over his hips, lifting his shirt up and away, taking his time to feel up his body as his fingers ran up, his lips kissing softly on his neck, exactly how he had hoped their first time would go, something he had thought about nearly every night while, not exactly sleeping but working up to it. Hairs stood on his body as his tank top flew across the room, landing somewhere he didn't care about, all he cared about was him, both of their bodies touching in the close embrace, their lips touching as they kisses on another, Shane stepping backwards in step with Riley as he guided him towards the bed with freshly washed sheets just for this moment, Riley's hands gripping Shane's cheeks.

The bed grazed the back of his legs, it was time to do it, let him inside him. Shane regrettably pulled away from his lover, bringing himself onto the bed, on his knees, glancing down at what hung between Riley's legs, a grin spreading across his face, it was just how he remembered, already getting up, getting excited from him! Shane's hands softly grazed Riley's face with him now on the bed, lost in his eyes as they looked at one another his eyes nearly begging him with a docile gaze. One of his hands leaving his cheek, trailing down his chest finally touching his now hard dick, touching it softly as he fought to get the words out to his lover.

"Please- I… I want you inside me."

Shane sat at the booth alone, his hands anxiously tapping at the table as he waited, picking up his phone from the table to check the time. 8:10. He set it down and glanced towards the door, still closed, no one new in the bar. Riley was supposed to be here for 8:00, he was here at 7:30 ashamedly. Panicking and leaving early once the date was set into motion, unable to contain his excitement, it had to be perfect for him. He hadn't been to this bar before, and he knew Riley hadn't either, it was more of a quiet place that you had to know, to know, but a perfect medium distance for Riley to drive to, not to far for him to offer another bar, not too close for him to know it well.

His Cranberry Vodka sat in front of him half gone already from anxiously sipping it, the minutes eating away at him waiting for him to walk through the door. He had to pace himself with the drinking, he couldn't get to many drinks in before he got here, that could ruin things, remember it has to be perfect. His hand reached into the pocket of his pants, feeling the loose pills sitting in them, running over the plan in his head, once more as his mind raced, it was finally time to actually speak to him, face to face! He almost still couldn't believe Riley agreed to meet up with him, he had been so worried he wouldn't like how he looked, or just flat out reject him, but he actually said yes! It felt like fate to him. His eyes shifted to the full glass of Cranberry Vodka in front of the booth where he would hopefully soon be sitting, close enough for him to see every little detail about him, see his individual strands of hair and even maybe smell him a little, he absolutely couldn't wait, he felt like a kid the night before Christmas, patiently waiting for his present to arrive wrapped in a neat and tidy little bow.

@vanderbrook

[shanes-collection]

Watching him slam the drink as he normally would at the ends of his nights was thrilling to see up so close, the way his throat clenched as he swallowed was something he hadn't seen before, finally able to soak in all the small details up so close. He shunned himself softly for rambling so much, his nerves had been creeping up on him, making him spew more than he truly wanted to, but he couldn't help it, he wanted to talk to him forever.

His breath caught in his throat as he felt Riley's hands graze his hand as he stood up, taking the note and quickly rising out of his seat as he held onto Riley's soft, tender hand that fit perfectly within his, meant to be holding one another, their faces suddenly only inches from one another, his gorgeous blue eyes so close he could see the little swirls of color within them, creating the beautiful eyes he often got lost in, feeling his breath washing over his face smelling of the drink he just downed moments ago, wishing time would stop giving him more time to admire him so closely, feel his face, touch his hair, everything he could imagine. Riley's hand slid down from the embrace, landing on his hip, guiding him as if he was on a leash throughout the bar. Shane felt as if he was in a trance, his everything was guiding him by the hip, touching him, feeling his body, his fingers applying light pressure through his clothes, the sensation was exhilarating, it felt like God was grazing his body, as if he was the chosen one, being blessed by his presence and touch.

The two stood outside the bar, the cold nights air grazing over both of them, Riley turning to him with a smug smile spready across his beautiful face, he loved it when he smiled, it meant he was in a good mood, and he wanted nothing more for him. Shane's own gaze travelled over Riley's face, admiring it in the dark moonlit light, before Riley spoke up to move the two along.

"C'mon I parked right around the corner!"

The two walked shortly down the sidewalk, rounding the corner seeing Shane's faded red pickup truck parked on the side of the road, it was in good condition for its age, but nothing fancy by any means, the perfect average vehicle, he hurriedly sped up ahead of Riley, rushing to the passenger side fiddling with his keys to unlock the door, finally getting it unlocked he opened the door and looked to Shane with a grin on his face, eyes wide with excitement to get him home.

"Hop in! You got the bar door for me, it's my turn!"

He softly shut the door behind Riley, hard enough to make sure it shut properly, rushing around the front of his truck, hopping into the driver seat, keys shoving into the ignition letting the truck roar to life, lights coming up on the dash as the engine chugged. The radio was set to a station Riley always listened to, he started listening to it after he snooped around Riley's car on a night he left the keys inside it at home, turning the keys on just enough to bring the radio to life, taking note of the station. He listened to it everywhere he drove, happy as ever that he was listening to the same thing he was every time they were in vehicles together, connected by the music, but now, he had him in his truck, bringing him to their home.

"I hope you like this station!.. If you don't you can change it!"

He pulled the truck away from the curb after glancing over to make sure Riley had buckled himself in, having to ensure he was safe, he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he got hurt by his own carelessness or worse. The radio played as he drove down the back streets of the neighborhood before finally pulling into a driveway that had a modest home next to it, clean and simple looking. Hopping out the truck as Riley opened his own door, the two of them walking up to the front door, Shane slowing down so he could walk closer to him, sliding his key into the lock, the door swinging open as he held out his arms into it, smiling at Riley with eagerness all over his face.

"Welcome home!"

Shane sat at the booth alone, his hands anxiously tapping at the table as he waited, picking up his phone from the table to check the time. 8:10. He set it down and glanced towards the door, still closed, no one new in the bar. Riley was supposed to be here for 8:00, he was here at 7:30 ashamedly. Panicking and leaving early once the date was set into motion, unable to contain his excitement, it had to be perfect for him. He hadn't been to this bar before, and he knew Riley hadn't either, it was more of a quiet place that you had to know, to know, but a perfect medium distance for Riley to drive to, not to far for him to offer another bar, not too close for him to know it well.

His Cranberry Vodka sat in front of him half gone already from anxiously sipping it, the minutes eating away at him waiting for him to walk through the door. He had to pace himself with the drinking, he couldn't get to many drinks in before he got here, that could ruin things, remember it has to be perfect. His hand reached into the pocket of his pants, feeling the loose pills sitting in them, running over the plan in his head, once more as his mind raced, it was finally time to actually speak to him, face to face! He almost still couldn't believe Riley agreed to meet up with him, he had been so worried he wouldn't like how he looked, or just flat out reject him, but he actually said yes! It felt like fate to him. His eyes shifted to the full glass of Cranberry Vodka in front of the booth where he would hopefully soon be sitting, close enough for him to see every little detail about him, see his individual strands of hair and even maybe smell him a little, he absolutely couldn't wait, he felt like a kid the night before Christmas, patiently waiting for his present to arrive wrapped in a neat and tidy little bow.

@vanderbrook

[shanes-collection]

His cheeks felt hot as Riley explained his choosing of him, crudely admiring his eagerness to send a picture of his face to him, the compliment really making his heart flutter, he thought he was cute! All this time he had looked him by, as if he was invisible to him, yet he thought he was cute, he must have been playing hard to get all this time, but he finally got him! The sensation of Riley touching his hand for a brief moment sent chills up his spine in the best way possible, his heart pounding a mile a minute as his words flowed through him, his voice was so soothing, like a song coming from his beautiful lips, soaking in every single second of attention he was getting, mind racing with what to say back to him.

"Sorry I'm so nervous, you caught me, this is my first time… You read me like a book!"

A small laugh left his mouth as his hand rested on the one Riley touched, his own thumb rubbing where Riley's had, replaying the moment in his head over and over, before picking up his glass and swallowing down the rest of his drink, letting the liquid flow down his suddenly dry throat, his face looking soft and docile before he began to speak again, his eyes looking over at Riley.

"We are on the same page don't worry I get it… Y'know commitment and stuff. But I appreciate the offer! If you're good enough maybe a second time can come up!"

He dropped his shoulders and leaned back into his seat, his finger trailing the rim of the glass, staring down at it thinking for a moment before speaking again.

"I was going to say… My place is a lot closer! I wouldn't mind… hosting? You should leave your car for the night I've got my truck here already, I've only had the one drink… I get sick if I'm not driving. Car sick, it's not fun. How about you polish off your drink and we get out of here early?"

His gaze leaving the glass, eyes moving up to Riley's, his eyes matching the soft tender smile sitting on his face, he was speaking the truth, he knew Riley's house was farther than his, his neighborhood was much nicer than the one he lived in, nice tended to lawns, fenced in yards and the like, but he knew Riley wouldn't be disappointed with his home, he cleaned it up before he left in a rush, making sure everything was in order, silently praying behind his smile that he would come with him, he needed him to, he needed him in his home. It was only natural for couples to live together after all.

Shane sat at the booth alone, his hands anxiously tapping at the table as he waited, picking up his phone from the table to check the time. 8:10. He set it down and glanced towards the door, still closed, no one new in the bar. Riley was supposed to be here for 8:00, he was here at 7:30 ashamedly. Panicking and leaving early once the date was set into motion, unable to contain his excitement, it had to be perfect for him. He hadn't been to this bar before, and he knew Riley hadn't either, it was more of a quiet place that you had to know, to know, but a perfect medium distance for Riley to drive to, not to far for him to offer another bar, not too close for him to know it well.

His Cranberry Vodka sat in front of him half gone already from anxiously sipping it, the minutes eating away at him waiting for him to walk through the door. He had to pace himself with the drinking, he couldn't get to many drinks in before he got here, that could ruin things, remember it has to be perfect. His hand reached into the pocket of his pants, feeling the loose pills sitting in them, running over the plan in his head, once more as his mind raced, it was finally time to actually speak to him, face to face! He almost still couldn't believe Riley agreed to meet up with him, he had been so worried he wouldn't like how he looked, or just flat out reject him, but he actually said yes! It felt like fate to him. His eyes shifted to the full glass of Cranberry Vodka in front of the booth where he would hopefully soon be sitting, close enough for him to see every little detail about him, see his individual strands of hair and even maybe smell him a little, he absolutely couldn't wait, he felt like a kid the night before Christmas, patiently waiting for his present to arrive wrapped in a neat and tidy little bow.

@vanderbrook

[shanes-collection]

The moment Riley stepped through the door Shane felt his heart skip a beat, almost breathless seeing him approach him. He always got excited whenever he saw him out in public, which was pretty often, but feeling his eyes looking at him was entirely different, for the first time he felt seen by him, actually noticed for once. The way he nonchalantly slid into the booth made him feel giddy, he always acted so cool, so smooth, it was so- him.

The smell of his cologne wafted over to him, hints of Bergamot and Amberwood, Sauvage! Riley loved to wear that cologne, he bought a new bottle every few months it was a part of their routine whenever they went to the mall, he'd get his coffee, a hot caramel latte with an extra shot of expresso he would drink throughout the mall, then they would go and browse a few trendy stores, always saving the fitness section for last where he'd sift through racks of gym style shorts, sometimes getting a new one for his morning jogs, and then lastly if it was time, he would go and pick up his cologne, he had perfect taste, it always smelt so perfect on him, and he was diligent about it, keeping a bottle in his car for every time he went out to smell his best, and he wanted to smell his best for him, the thought made him blush a little.

"Yes! I'm Shane! I'm really glad you could make it Riley! I was getting worried you weren't going to show up… I'm really glad you like the drink! Lucky pick for me! I felt like trying something new tonight!"

He picked up his glass a took a sip from it as well, savoring the taste of it as it went down. He lied a little, he had these many times before, he tried almost everything he did, he wanted to know his palate to a T, expand his tastes to what his were like.

"Never been here before either… I uh, I live in the area and I figured this was a good time to give it a shot! I know it looks a little iffy around here, but as long as you've got me I'll make sure you won't get lost on your way out!"

He smiled softly at him, taking in the moment of silence to take a glance at his eyes, admiring their soft glisten in the bar lighting, how the shade of blue perfectly complimented his hair, he dyed it such a nice shade of blonde, it was a wonder he wasn't a hairstylist with how quickly he did it whenever his roots began to show.

Shane realized his few too long moments of admiration might have came off weird, he tried to come up with something to say, make it seem like he was just thinking of what to throw his way next.

"So uh.. Sorry if this is weird to ask since this is y'know… Just a one night thing.. But what made you want to meet up with me? I'm just the curious type I can't help it!"

Letting out a light hearted laugh at the end of his sentence he looked down at his drink, a sip and some left, Riley had to catch up, he was only half way into his own drink, no more sips until he finished his, he had to make this go exactly how is supposed to.

Shane sat at the booth alone, his hands anxiously tapping at the table as he waited, picking up his phone from the table to check the time. 8:10. He set it down and glanced towards the door, still closed, no one new in the bar. Riley was supposed to be here for 8:00, he was here at 7:30 ashamedly. Panicking and leaving early once the date was set into motion, unable to contain his excitement, it had to be perfect for him. He hadn't been to this bar before, and he knew Riley hadn't either, it was more of a quiet place that you had to know, to know, but a perfect medium distance for Riley to drive to, not to far for him to offer another bar, not too close for him to know it well.

His Cranberry Vodka sat in front of him half gone already from anxiously sipping it, the minutes eating away at him waiting for him to walk through the door. He had to pace himself with the drinking, he couldn't get to many drinks in before he got here, that could ruin things, remember it has to be perfect. His hand reached into the pocket of his pants, feeling the loose pills sitting in them, running over the plan in his head, once more as his mind raced, it was finally time to actually speak to him, face to face! He almost still couldn't believe Riley agreed to meet up with him, he had been so worried he wouldn't like how he looked, or just flat out reject him, but he actually said yes! It felt like fate to him. His eyes shifted to the full glass of Cranberry Vodka in front of the booth where he would hopefully soon be sitting, close enough for him to see every little detail about him, see his individual strands of hair and even maybe smell him a little, he absolutely couldn't wait, he felt like a kid the night before Christmas, patiently waiting for his present to arrive wrapped in a neat and tidy little bow.

@vanderbrook

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Shane sat at the booth alone, his hands anxiously tapping at the table as he waited, picking up his phone from the table to check the time. 8:10. He set it down and glanced towards the door, still closed, no one new in the bar. Riley was supposed to be here for 8:00, he was here at 7:30 ashamedly. Panicking and leaving early once the date was set into motion, unable to contain his excitement, it had to be perfect for him. He hadn't been to this bar before, and he knew Riley hadn't either, it was more of a quiet place that you had to know, to know, but a perfect medium distance for Riley to drive to, not to far for him to offer another bar, not too close for him to know it well.

His Cranberry Vodka sat in front of him half gone already from anxiously sipping it, the minutes eating away at him waiting for him to walk through the door. He had to pace himself with the drinking, he couldn't get to many drinks in before he got here, that could ruin things, remember it has to be perfect. His hand reached into the pocket of his pants, feeling the loose pills sitting in them, running over the plan in his head, once more as his mind raced, it was finally time to actually speak to him, face to face! He almost still couldn't believe Riley agreed to meet up with him, he had been so worried he wouldn't like how he looked, or just flat out reject him, but he actually said yes! It felt like fate to him. His eyes shifted to the full glass of Cranberry Vodka in front of the booth where he would hopefully soon be sitting, close enough for him to see every little detail about him, see his individual strands of hair and even maybe smell him a little, he absolutely couldn't wait, he felt like a kid the night before Christmas, patiently waiting for his present to arrive wrapped in a neat and tidy little bow.

@vanderbrook