[That's probably true as well. Ryan's...well. Ryan's never really been with anybody before beyond maybe a handjob and that's probably sad and he knows it, but what do you expect from home? It's part of the reason he's not at all disturbed by the idea of letting Elliot have his way with him even though he should.
God he knows better than this. He knows he knows better than this but it doesn't matter because Ryan's just as driven by greed at this point. He's tired. He's tired of having to tiptoe around the subject and he's tired of having to wait for people to notice him and he's tired of being ignored. If Elliot wants to hook up? It's a fucking compliment.
It's for that reason that he doesn't even protest when Elliot picks him up and he leans back against the wall, trying not to fall in the actual sink and hands moving to push Elliot's jacket off, his shirt, anything he can really grab. It's obvious that he's not a stranger when it comes to kissing though because his lips immediately part and his tongue draws Elliot's in, hips tilting up to assist with his jeans.
Fuck it, indeed.
Of course his eyes fly open and he tries to back off the minute someone opens the door and he's a little frozen when the guy doesn't leave despite the fact that Elliot's hands are still moving. Once the other man leaves though he relaxes slightly, hands moving up Elliot's shoulders and rubbing them slightly while still allowing his mouth to move against his in a harsh, hungry kiss.
It's broken briefly though as his hands move to pull at the waistband of his own jeans to speed along the process, looking at the other from under his lashes.]
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God he knows better than this. He knows he knows better than this but it doesn't matter because Ryan's just as driven by greed at this point. He's tired. He's tired of having to tiptoe around the subject and he's tired of having to wait for people to notice him and he's tired of being ignored. If Elliot wants to hook up? It's a fucking compliment.
It's for that reason that he doesn't even protest when Elliot picks him up and he leans back against the wall, trying not to fall in the actual sink and hands moving to push Elliot's jacket off, his shirt, anything he can really grab. It's obvious that he's not a stranger when it comes to kissing though because his lips immediately part and his tongue draws Elliot's in, hips tilting up to assist with his jeans.
Fuck it, indeed.
Of course his eyes fly open and he tries to back off the minute someone opens the door and he's a little frozen when the guy doesn't leave despite the fact that Elliot's hands are still moving. Once the other man leaves though he relaxes slightly, hands moving up Elliot's shoulders and rubbing them slightly while still allowing his mouth to move against his in a harsh, hungry kiss.
It's broken briefly though as his hands move to pull at the waistband of his own jeans to speed along the process, looking at the other from under his lashes.]
So...you do this often, huh?