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He finished up and stood, putting his plate and cup in the sink and grabbing a normal brownie. He stuffed it into his mouth and wandered back to the couch. He watched you work your way through your food, waiting for you to finish up and put your dishes in the sink. When you did, you had a “never have I ever” question in mind.
“Let’s do this.. never have I ever.. shoplifted anything over $10.”
“Dammit.”
Magnus put a finger down, huffing a bit. You didn’t expect him to be a shoplifting type.
“What was it?”
“..a CD..”
“Did you get busted?”
“Nope.”
“Your turn.”
“Never have I ever.. been arrested.”
You could confidently answer no on that one.
“Can’t get me.”
“Really?”
“Nothing on my record. You?”
“..well I’ve gotten speeding tickets. Almost got hit on a possession charge but I lied good enough to squeeze out of it.”
“Huh! Never have I ever.. made out with someone of the same sex.”
Magnus looked at you like you were an idiot, gesturing to himself as if it was obvious the answer was yes.
“You say that as if me getting shoved into a closet with my high school best friend by some jerks isn’t what made me realize I was on the faggy side.”
“Imagine.”
“Never have I ever.. had inappropriate thoughts about someone I just met.”
You couldn’t help but look away. You had many thoughts about Magnus just about every time you two interacted. Your dreams about him were getting more and more explicit. You hesitantly nodded, your face warming up rapidly in embarrassment.
“Don’t fuckin’ say anything…”
“OH REALLY?”
He obnoxiously leaned over and grabbed you, getting as much in your face as possible.
“GET OFF ME?”
“WHO WAS IT HUH?”
“NOBODY.”
“SPIT IT OUT!!”
“SHUT UP??”
“Not until you say it now WHO!!”
“..you!”
Magnus blinked a few times, processing what he heard. He stared at you for a moment, his face becoming flushed. He certainly didn’t seem uncomfortable as a smile creeped across his face.
“..me?”
“YES!”
“Well now you gotta tell me.”
“What?-“
“WHAT WAS YOUR MENTAL VERSION OF ME LIKE?!”
“GAH- uh- uhm..”
“Speak up..”
“Well.. you showed up as a silhouette at first and honest to god I thought the silhouette was a woman. I recognized you by your eyes.”
“My eyes are pretty notable- wait. You thought I was a CHICK?”
“I DID. In a dream after that you pinned me to a wall and kissed me and from then on it just got longer and more explicit.”
“So.. I would never do that..”
“I KNOW! You were still super timid when I dreamed about that..”
“You have awful high expectations for me!”
“Well what’s the real you like?”
You teased, leaning closer to him. His eyes widened a bit, surprised at the advance. You both could feel the buzz of the weed brownie hitting, the both of you feeling quite pleasant.
“Well.. err..”
“Spit it out, why don’t you?”
“I’m.. a more submissive type. You’d be the one putting in the effort..”
“I don’t mind..”
“Really..?”
“Nope. Being with you is what matters here.”
You parted your lips and grabbed Magnus by the waist, sloppily kissing him. He was caught off guard but indulged anyway, his frail arms wrapped tight around you. He softly whined as you broke from the kiss, looking up at you with pure admiration.
“You’re a good kisser..”
“You’re good to kiss.”
You kissed Magnus again, allowing your tongue to lazily slip into his mouth. He reciprocated, his pierced tongue grazing yours. He moaned into your mouth, reveling in the feeling of you. Your hand slipped beneath his shirt, your fingers grazing his frail and hairy body. You could feel his ribs as your hand moved up to his chest, your pointer finger teasing a pierced nipple. You didn’t exactly expect him to have body piercings, but it was certainly appreciated.
You broke the kiss and moved down to his neck, your lips grazing the tan skin before giving him a hickey. You spattered his neck with hickeys, listening to his soft whines and whimpers. You let up, admiring your handiwork. He was beautifully disheveled, laid out across the couch like a candid painting.
“My god.. you’ve been wanting this haven’t you..”
“Badly..”