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Old Flames | ciitylxghts

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“Hey.” Tristan raised an eyebrow at him before laughing softly. “I’m different now. I don’t get like that anymore.” That was a lie. “I’m always in perfect condition. The apartment, ‘owever, needs some work.” Truthfully, it was mostly finished. The only thing left to do was to finish unpacking his things and decorate, but right now, he decided, that could wait. He gestured to an empty spot on the floor for Thor to place the box then glided back towards the door. “So, like I said, your place?”

Thor arched a brow at him curiously. “Oh really now?” He mused, setting the box down and looking around. “You certainly seem well adjusted thus far.” He teased, heading back to the door so he could unlock his own. “I just got back from a job in Romania. Quite lovely.” He mused. “What brings you here?”

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“You know, you’ve got an attitude, an’ I like that.” Head cocked to one side, cigarette flicked to the floor. “The real question is, can you handle me?”

Loki had long learned how to alter the glamour of his adoptive father. He grinned, letting his eyes swirl.into a crimson color as he watched the other. “Oh, darling, you don’t know what it is you tempt. I can very well handle you.” He promised, leaning closer into Tristan’s space. “Should we go?”

Double Trouble | ciitylxghts

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“There will never be anythin’ borin’ about me, or us. I promise you that.” Tristan laughed, shrugging as he reached to adjust the mirror. “I’ll leave you a couple. That’s only fair.” He leaned over and petted the top of her head like a puppy, smirking softly. He knew it wound her up every time he’d mess up her hair, so of course he took an extra second to do just that. “Stop knowin’ me so well. I hate it.”

With that, he started the engine, and set off towards the back streets. Once he was off campus, he hated driving on the main roads, which was something he’d always avoided – though he never really knew why. “The track team is lovely, don’t get me wrong. But I’ve made more decisions in life, an’ I reckon they’re a little too young for me. I need someone at least…” He paused as he pretended to think about it. “Twice my age.”

Lucy gave a smirk at his response. “Well, I’m glad there’s no intention of changing that aspect. I’d be highly disappointed.” She leaned back and crossed her arms, relaxing once they were off major roads. There was an aversion to those since most kidnappings started there and moved elsewhere. 
“Just a couple? I demand at least six.” she countered in a playfully haughty voice. She gave a little yelp as he messed up her hair, pouting at him as she reached up to fix the lovely waves. “What’s a best friend for, huh?” she reached over to nudge his shoulder. “You know me pretty damn well, too, y’know.”

“I doubt my dad falls into that category, but points for having good taste.” Lucy replied, glad to have someone who respected her father so publicly around. A bright laugh escaped her. “So what colors should we buy? I’m thinking something that reacts to black light.” she mused, grinning as they drove.

Eclipse Hall | ciitylxghts

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His fingers traced every inch of Peter they could reach, desperate to familiarise themselves with the man he’d been craving for months. It never took Tristan this long to get what he wanted, but that had only made him want this all the more. “Mm.” He groaned against Peter’s lips, smirk on his own as he looked up at him. “I think I’m ready. Depends on just ‘ow good you are tonight, doesn’t it?” Teasing as always, words laced with sarcasm. He laughed at the compliment, flushing under his makeup, hand coming to move over the bruises Peter was leaving on him. Always one to want to please, he did as he was told and raked his nails against the man’s flesh again, harder this time, and his body shivered as Peter finally touched him. “Fuck. I never want to feel anythin’ else ever again.”

Peter gave a little smirk, the look predatory as he took in Tristan’s form. He teased his fingers around the other man, humming softly. “I bet you make the prettiest sounds.” he practically purred, eyes shimmering between their natural blue and the searing red of his wolf. “Be a dear and make them for me while I ravage you?” he inquired, nuzzling at the dip of Tristan’s hip as he finally wrapped his hand securely along the hard length, stroking it slowly. 

Old Flames | ciitylxghts

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Tristan had considerably less self-control, still the same way it was back in college, and he was more than happy to nuzzle his face against Thor’s hair, still hugging him tight. A minute or so later he finally released the man and leaned back against his door. “I’m doin’ pretty good. Those boxes there are the last couple but if you really wanna help then go for it. They’ve just got makeup an’ shit in ‘em.” Which of course meant they were heavy. Hands fumbled in his pockets for a moment before he found his key and unlocked the door, pushing it open. “This place is obviously not quite done just yet but if yours is free then I’ll come by for a drink an’ we can catch up, yeah?”

Thor couldn’t help the little swell in his heart at the affection from Tristan. ‘God, I missed this.’ he thought to himself as he took a slow breath of Tris’ cologne and smiling before he picked up the box with ease. He rolled his eyes as he followed Tristan inside. “So I’m not allowed t see you not in perfect condition anymore?” he teased, giving a smirk. He remembered many nights where Tristan was very far from perfectly put together, and he hoped the comment wasn’t lost on his old friend and fuck buddy. 

Old Flames | ciitylxghts

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Spending most of the day moving had exhausted Tristan, despite the fact he had done very little of the heavy lifting himself. He was now carrying the last few small boxes to his apartment when he heard a voice – a seemingly familiar one – so he turned around with a polite smile plastered on his face. “No, I’m okay, thanks.” Wait… “Oh my god! No way!”

Never one for subtleties and not a fan of small signs of affection, he put the boxes in his hands down and wrapped his arms tightly around the man, pulling him into an embrace. It was a good job that he’d taped the small boxes up, embarrassed to admit that there were definitely some pictures of the two of them tucked away in there somewhere.

“It’s been years.”

Thor was speechless for a moment as Tristan turned around. “Tris?!” he asked, hugging the other close and fighting the urge to bury his face in the curve of a neck he remembered leaving beautiful marks all over. “My gods, how are you?” he asked, grinning as he released him. He himself had filled out quite nicely with all the digs and such. He couldn’t help but smile, enjoying looking over Tristan and not bothering to hide it. “I didn’t realize you were moving in.” he said, reaching to draw him into another hug. “Since right after graduation, yeah. It’s been a little crazy, but I’m so happy to see you. Let me help, please.”

Eclipse Hall | ciitylxghts

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Tristan was more than happy to tilt his head back, allowing Peter better access to the sensitive skin of his neck, teeth digging into his lower lip as he held back a moan. “Fuck, yes. I want to be only yours.” His body shivered, arching up towards Peter, encouraging him silently. His hands began to unfasten the buttons on the man’s shirt, craving skin-to-skin contact with him. “I’ll do anything it takes, I promise.” His voice was low and husky, barely more than a growl. His hips bucked against Peter’s hand. “I want everyone to know I’m yours. I want you to ruin me. I want you to own me.” For a moment, he sat up – just long enough to wriggle out of the ridiculously tight jeans he’d worn that night, with nothing underneath, of course – before returning to his position underneath Peter, one arm around his neck. “I want you to make sure I never want anyone else again. Please.” The marks he had intended to leave on the older man were coming along nicely, false nails leaving impressive grooves in the skin that he was sure he could make bleed after a few more attempts.

Peter gave an approving hum as Tristan bared his neck more, biting a little harder, but not enough to draw blood as he let his shirt unbutton. Once it was unfastened, he pulled away long enough to pull the shirt off and toss it to the side. The words made a possessive growl pass his lips, leaning to kiss Tristan hard. “Only mine?” he replied. “I only want you, too, Tris, and choosing me can be risky. Are you sure you’re ready for that level of commitment?” he asked huskily, wanting complete honesty and loyalty between them. He laughed softly, the tone husky and quiet, hands roaming Tristan’s now nude body. “Fuck, you look so much better than I thought you would.” He leaned to trail kisses down from the other’s neck, away from the dark bruise so suckle at Tristan’s chest, nipping at the other’s body as he moved. “Gonna mark you all up, nice and pretty for me.” He gave a pleased growl as Tristan’s nails dug into his skin, eyes flaring red. “Feels good, do that again.” he urged with a mix between a growl and a purr, one hand moving to brush his fingers along Tristan’s length. “You’ll feel me for days when I’m done taking care of you.”

Old Flames | ciitylxghts

In college Thor had a few lovers, but his favorite had been a young man named Tristan.After graduation they hadn’t been able to keep in touch with Thor’s always travelling, always looking for the next piece of ancient history. He hadn’t forgotten Tristan, though. He still had a few pictures, but he didn’t often go home to his loft. He paid for it so that when he had time between digs. He had just finished a dig in Rome, suitcase slung over his shoulder and the other rolling behind him. He walked up the stairs to his apartment, pausing as he saw some empty boxes by the door. He was unlocking his door, ready to put his stuff down when he spoted someone arryign boxes up the stairs. “Need help?” he offered, setting his bags inside the door and letting it close as he walked over. 

@ciitylxghts [I don’t know but went with this and it sucks so I’m sorry xD]

Double Trouble | ciitylxghts

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“Lucy, darlin’.” Tristan laughed, gesturing at the campus as they walked through it. “There’s ‘ow many men ‘ere? An’ I’m tryna get in all of their pants. So, yes, I would fuck your dad, an’ yes I ‘ave every intention of fuckin’ my professor, but there’s a whole world of good dick out there. I don’t like to limit myself to just one.” Dark, drawn-on brow raised as he stared down at her. “There’s nothin’ normal about you now, an’ I doubt you were a normal kid, either. A cute kid, though, I can believe.” After closing the car door behind her, Tristan walked over to the driver’s side, slipping into the seat. “As much as I love that car, I thought I’d leave it at home for your sake today. It’s adorable watchin’ you try an’ get in it, but we don’t ‘ave all the time in the world.”

Designer sunglasses were pushed back onto his face and he took a moment to check his appearance in the rearview mirror, smoothing over his hair and re-applying the lipstick he was wearing. “Of course we do. Anythin’ for you, my dear.”

The little blonde almost doubled over in laughter. “Well, one thing is for sure. With a big brother like you, life is never ever boring.” she grinned, covering her mouth with her hand as she laughed again. She rolled her eyes. “And what if I wanted some, huh? Don’t go ruining it for me, now. Leave me a pretty one…or three.” she joked. Rolling hazel eyes, she gave an unbelieving little hum of approval. “Sure you did. You knew the track team is practicing and wanted something to look good in while you watched them run by in their very small shorts and leer.” She was teasing, of course, having sat with Tristan several times to watch them run by and take dibs from time to time. Lucy didn’t much like the jocks, so she didn’t usually pick any. But she knew the type Tris liked, so she usually called dibs on ones she knew he’d protest for.

She smiled at him as he primped himself up again. “What can I say? I’m a princess in my own right.” she teased with a shrug and a laugh.