( alternatively he can just take caleb with him everywhere and have caleb actually shove him out of panic mode if he gets into it again. his own personal emotions balancer. that sounds easier.
oliver leans into caleb's hands, puts a little pressure against his neck. the panic flares--just for a moment, before oliver's refocusing on caleb himself. )
If we do this while making out, I think the fear might catch you by surprise. And if you end up associating the fear with me, that'd make making out harder.
[ there's probably easier ways, caleb could offer to lean into his power more, make the trigger go away via like... conditioning. he could make oli feel good about it.
but that would feel wrong and might send caleb into a panic attack, so he's just not gonna offer. ]
Yeah— but. I... I don't know if like, just making you not scared with me will make it so you're not scared when I'm not around. Or— it's kinda fucked up, isn't it? Fucking with someone's feelings like that?
[ caleb doesn't actually know. he hasn't really talked about this at depth with anyone. ]
( genuinely, because like. he doesn't like it. he doesn't want to deal with it anymore. he doesn't really want to leave here and find someone else to text asking them to actually try choking him but like. do it around him struggling until he stops so he chills out. that'd probably be effective, right. if he's just forced through the trauma and has to come out the other end. that sounds about right. )
Is it really fucked up if I ask you to do it? And if it doesn't work, then we'll know for later that it doesn't.
Okay. Okay, but if we do this, you gotta give yourself more than a day, okay? Like— I'll handle it today, and we can try again tomorrow and... uh, I don't know man, let's give it a week, at least?
[ he's very glad he's not oli's therapist because he doesn't have to try to sound sure about this. he's really not. ]
Deal. You help me today, we'll go for it again tomorrow, then maybe we'll find someone else we can try it with, and go from there.
( see he can be reasonable. kind of. oliver does push caleb's hands away from his neck for the moment, so he can move a hand down to press it against the mattress beside caleb's head. leans in close to him so he can press just the whisper of a kiss against his lips. )
( but he likes the kisses, and goes from one to another easily enough. nips soft at caleb's lower lip, before he's speaking while still pressed close. )
( because he's pulling caleb's belt loose, fingers tugging at the button and oliver's--leaning up for one last gentle kiss, before he's wiggling himself a little lower. presses kisses and soft nips against caleb's chest, down his ribcage, over his sternum, his stomach, until teeth are nuzzling in against the waist of his pants. )
( but since caleb is offering alternatives, oliver isn't going to tell him no. he does pause to press teeth into to caleb's skin, just a little bit to the side and below his naval, and sucks a mark into it before he's sitting himself up on his knees. )
You're the one going out of his way to lend me a hand. Me? I'm good either way. If you want to ride me, I'd love to watch your face as you come on my dick. If you want to fuck me, that's just as exciting.
[ talking about sex is a lot more embarrassing than having it, so instead of saying anything, he rolls on top of Oliver, ignoring the choking part of their mission, and kisses him. ]
I'll ride you.
[ it's easier and comfortable and he can choke oliver and distract him from it, hopefully. ]
( cute. caleb is really cute, and fun, and definitely handy to have around in case of. terrible traumatic events. oliver's laughing, despite the fact he just had a panic attack not all that long ago. his palms move to press to the bed behind himself, leans his weight onto them so he can angle his upper half while caleb--kisses him and makes himself comfortable. )
I wouldn't keep a bed in the shop without having lube.
( how else is he supposed to bang his boss at work? seriously. oliver's only--halfway there, sporting a semi but caleb's attention will quickly fix that. in the meantime, oliver drops down onto the bed so he can reach over with a hand for the nightstand drawer. for the strawberry flavored lube kept there, because regular lube is boring. )
[ caleb grabs it, he doesn't even take note of the flavor, he's got a lot of things he needs to pay attention to right now, like how horny he is, and how horny oliver is, and how he needs him to be hornier.
but he's not gonna use his power for that, that'd be messed up, and it's a slippery slope he really doesn't want to roll off of.
he kicks his pants and underwear off, then realizes he looks stupid just wearing a shirt, so he takes that off too. and then he climbs back on oli, to get the lube open and stroke oli until he's properly hard. ]
( it won't take much, especially not with caleb naked on top of him. oliver can't deny how fucking hot he thinks caleb is: the abs, the shoulders, the arms on him. jesus. he's betting caleb has some great calf strength to him, too. he runs and shit, right? oliver's pretty sure he heard something about that. but this seems like the wrong time to ask, so he's just going to--moan under his breath when caleb's fingers wrap around him and lean forward, so he can drag his tongue against a nipple and take it between his teeth.
wraps his arms around caleb's hips so he can grab onto his ass. )
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( alternatively he can just take caleb with him everywhere and have caleb actually shove him out of panic mode if he gets into it again. his own personal emotions balancer. that sounds easier.
oliver leans into caleb's hands, puts a little pressure against his neck. the panic flares--just for a moment, before oliver's refocusing on caleb himself. )
We could make it more fun.
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[ there's probably easier ways, caleb could offer to lean into his power more, make the trigger go away via like... conditioning. he could make oli feel good about it.
but that would feel wrong and might send caleb into a panic attack, so he's just not gonna offer. ]
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( the empathy thing and all. )
It wouldn't make making out any harder if you just made it go away.
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[ caleb doesn't actually know. he hasn't really talked about this at depth with anyone. ]
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( genuinely, because like. he doesn't like it. he doesn't want to deal with it anymore. he doesn't really want to leave here and find someone else to text asking them to actually try choking him but like. do it around him struggling until he stops so he chills out. that'd probably be effective, right. if he's just forced through the trauma and has to come out the other end. that sounds about right. )
Is it really fucked up if I ask you to do it? And if it doesn't work, then we'll know for later that it doesn't.
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[ he's very glad he's not oli's therapist because he doesn't have to try to sound sure about this. he's really not. ]
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( see he can be reasonable. kind of. oliver does push caleb's hands away from his neck for the moment, so he can move a hand down to press it against the mattress beside caleb's head. leans in close to him so he can press just the whisper of a kiss against his lips. )
Sound reasonable?
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[ caleb pulls him in for a proper kiss. ]
If it's Nick, I can probably keep the fear down even with a wall between us.
[ he figures it's worth saying it because oli and nick are close and he's an obvious choice. ]
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( but he likes the kisses, and goes from one to another easily enough. nips soft at caleb's lower lip, before he's speaking while still pressed close. )
I've got an idea for someone though.
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[ caleb hasn't actually done any kind of groupsex yet, and he's not against it, but attraction is tricky for him. ]
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( oliver slips his hand down, fingers dragging against caleb's chest and--stopping at his belt, so he can start loosening it. )
He's hot. snarky. Fun to dick around with, and won't do anything I'm uncomfortable with.
( fingers pause, and oliver slides down a little to nip at caleb's jawline. )
Unless you've got someone else in mind. I'm easy.
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[ he can be horny as long as there's someone else horny in the room. hell, he's hard now, despite his best attempts to focus. ]
You're really distracting.
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( because he's pulling caleb's belt loose, fingers tugging at the button and oliver's--leaning up for one last gentle kiss, before he's wiggling himself a little lower. presses kisses and soft nips against caleb's chest, down his ribcage, over his sternum, his stomach, until teeth are nuzzling in against the waist of his pants. )
I'm going to blow you.
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[ which is fine, honestly, he's not picky. ]
Also, if I'm gonna be keeping shit cool, I could just ride you instead. Or fuck you, whatever you like best.
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( but since caleb is offering alternatives, oliver isn't going to tell him no. he does pause to press teeth into to caleb's skin, just a little bit to the side and below his naval, and sucks a mark into it before he's sitting himself up on his knees. )
You're the one going out of his way to lend me a hand. Me? I'm good either way. If you want to ride me, I'd love to watch your face as you come on my dick. If you want to fuck me, that's just as exciting.
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I'll ride you.
[ it's easier and comfortable and he can choke oliver and distract him from it, hopefully. ]
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I like you a lot, you know that?
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[ he gets oli's fly open, he can get him hard first, then worry about the whole exposure bit. ]
You got lube nearby?
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( how else is he supposed to bang his boss at work? seriously. oliver's only--halfway there, sporting a semi but caleb's attention will quickly fix that. in the meantime, oliver drops down onto the bed so he can reach over with a hand for the nightstand drawer. for the strawberry flavored lube kept there, because regular lube is boring. )
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but he's not gonna use his power for that, that'd be messed up, and it's a slippery slope he really doesn't want to roll off of.
he kicks his pants and underwear off, then realizes he looks stupid just wearing a shirt, so he takes that off too. and then he climbs back on oli, to get the lube open and stroke oli until he's properly hard. ]
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wraps his arms around caleb's hips so he can grab onto his ass. )