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Dale Smith ([info]just_dale) wrote in [info]breaking_point,
@ 2009-09-05 23:00:00

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Entry tags:*complete, 2024 09, character: patrick pucey, dead character: dale smith

OWL: Dale to Patrick
Who: Dale Smith, Patrick Pucey
Where: The Sky
When: 5th September, 2024 (late evening)
Rating/Warnings: None
Summary: Dale doesn't do boredom well.
Status: Private | Complete


Dale had spent most of the day napping and eating, making sure that he appeared cheery and bright whenever Ben came in to look at him because he didn't want his best friend to worry. Ben had been a massive help with everything and Dale felt absurdly guilty about burdening him with the knowledge of his condition and for asking him to help, especially as he knew Ben cared a lot about people. It had to be hard for him to see this and not be able to help; Dale knew that if it were the other way around, he would be going mental by now.

He felt exhausted though, bone-deep tiredness that wouldn't go away, and he ached all over. Bed was all well and good but it wasn't helping the achiness anyway and he rolled over, muffling a groan.

This? Being a werewolf? It officially sucked.

Reaching for parchment and quill, he paused as he decided who to write to. He needed to pass the time and distract him so it had to be somebody who could banter. And who he actually wanted to talk to.

Dear boyfriend / pimp / sugar daddy / all of the above,

I'm bored, tired, cranky and Ben's stories have lost their appeal. Woe is me. He only wants to write about sexy wolf men with dreadlocks... Sound familiar to you?

Dale



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[info]patricked
2009-09-06 06:06 pm UTC (link)
"That's really fine," he said, knowing that he'd end up taking Dale out anyway, because he wouldn't let the other man pay when he needed his money for more important things.

He kissed Dale back, nipping on his lip. "I think there's something else I do very well, but if you disagree, I can always leave."

Patrick closed his eyes moaning happily, playing with the short hair at the back of Dale's neck. "You shouldn't overdo it. I can get you off." He could always go out later and fuck. He wouldn't push Dale when he was still weak.

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[info]just_dale
2009-09-06 06:31 pm UTC (link)
"I'm still making sure of that one. Wouldn't want to rate you highly and get disappointed afterwards," he joked between kisses, feeling his body heat up as he responded to Patrick. "Although all signs are favourable."

He shook his head minutely and kissed down Patrick's chest, grazing his teeth over the other man's nipple and looking up at him. "I know you can get me off. Doesn't mean I can't return the favour though, does it?" he said, pushing down into Patrick's hand and moaning happily. "I think my mouth still works. Jaw ache isn't going to kill me."

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[info]patricked
2009-09-06 07:06 pm UTC (link)
"We'll just have to keep fucking until you have enough information to make a decision. We'll follow the Ravenclaw way for once," he answered, trying not to laugh.

Patrick sighed happily when Dale played with his nipple. "I don't want you to exert yourself." He raised Dale's face and kissed him again. "We can do whatever you can. You shouldn't have to spend more time than necessary in bed because we can't wait a day to get off."

He gave Dale another quick kiss. "Give me a moment." He slid away carefully and got up to remove his clothes, and then got back in bed. "Now, I think you still have a pair of boxers that need to be removed," he said as he reached for the elastic and pulled them down. Only then, he settled back next to Dale.

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[info]just_dale
2009-09-06 08:18 pm UTC (link)
"Like I said before, sex with you isn't a hardship," Dale replied, chuckling as he moved his hands over Patrick's torso, one slipping down to press against the other man's cock.

"I'm not exerting myself and seeing as I took the entire weekend off in preparation for this, I can afford to spend another day in bed," he replied once he pulled back from one kiss only to tumble into another.

"Where are you- Ah, all right. I approve," he said with a dopey grin, watching Patrick undress. He felt a little light-headed truth be told although he wasn't sure if it was from arousal or from his body telling him he shouldn't be doing it. Either way, he let Patrick strip his boxers off and then pulled him close. "No treating me like an invalid," he warned.

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[info]patricked
2009-09-06 08:28 pm UTC (link)
Patrick snorted. "There's a difference between an invalid and a werewolf that on your average day is stronger, faster and less vulnerable than most wizards, but is less than at his best the day after the full moon."

He covered Dale's body, keeping his weight on his elbows as he started to kiss the other man. This was so very wrong, but he wasn't one to say no to sex. "Tell me what's easier for you," he said between kisses.

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[info]just_dale
2009-09-06 08:48 pm UTC (link)
"I might be knackered and not at my best but I'm still fuckable," he teased, rolling his hips up to grind against Patrick. "And I think I can even remain conscious unless you're that mind-blowing."

He moaned into the kisses, fingers tangling in Patrick's hair as he kept him close. "God- You expect me to think and kiss?" he muttered. "Fuck..." The word made him wonder if they could and he looked up at Patrick, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Are you game to see if we can?"

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[info]patricked
2009-09-06 08:58 pm UTC (link)
"You're very fuckable, except I don't like to fuck people who are ready to pass out from the pain," he said, grinning. He bit Dale's lip. "You'd better stay conscious at least until you come."

He raised his head a little, sighing. He really didn't want to push, but how could he say no. "This is such a horrible idea. You know that, right?" He leaned down and kissed Dale once more. "All right, but you have to speak up if something is wrong."

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[info]just_dale
2009-09-06 09:17 pm UTC (link)
"Really? And there I was thinking you would be so much more kinky than this," he teased, arching up against Patrick and nipping at his pulse, feeling it flicker under his lips and tongue as he marked his skin. "I'm so disappointed," he murmured, biting at the other man's earlobe.

He wasn't usually so teeth-happy but he supposed it was an after-effect of the moon considering he couldn't get enough of Patrick's skin or the way he smelled and tasted.

Dale laughed, the sound only smothered when Patrick kissed him. "Of course it's a horrible idea. I think it's possibly the worst one I've had in the past week," he said between kisses. "However, that doesn't mean that I don't want to do this."

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[info]patricked
2009-09-07 12:41 am UTC (link)
"Kinks don't include unconscious men," he answered, grinning.

Patrick chuckled at the feel of teeth on his skin. At least, the change hadn't made Dale self-conscious. He would have hated that. Instead he returned the favour, nipping and kissing Dale until he spoke again.

"As long as you know." There really was no 'best' way to do this, but he would still minimise the damage best way that he could. "On your side. We're doing this nice and slow." He kissed Dale again before rolling off. "You also have to tell me where to find the lube. I didn't exactly plan for this."

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[info]just_dale
2009-09-07 09:32 pm UTC (link)
Dale rolled onto his side happily enough, kissing Patrick back greedily. He looked blank at the question, however, and it was several moments before he replied.

"Lube?" Dale hadn't a clue where Ben kept lube - well, he guessed in his bedroom - but he thought the bathroom might prove fruitful. It was where people usually kept it or so he thought. He looked in the bedroom drawers and came up with nothing. "Bathroom, maybe? Otherwise Ben's room but he'll probably want a threesome and I know I don't have the energy for that."

He snorted, trying to stifle a laughing fit. "This isn't going seductively, is it?" he asked. "You know, I don't need lube. Spit will do."

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[info]patricked
2009-09-08 03:16 am UTC (link)
Patrick laughed with Dale. "If I wanted seduction, I'd be dating and not fucking. Don't worry about it." He shook his head. "We're not using spit, not right now."

He sighed, but got up. "Shouldn't he be at the Leaky anyway?" He wasn't sure, but he thought that Ben was there on Monday nights. "I'll find something."

He didn't worry about clothes. If Ben was there, he wouldn't see anything he hadn't seen before. He went to the bathroom because he wasn't going to look into a man's drawer for lube when the man in question wasn't there. He returned a moment later, smiling. "No lube, but we have lotion."

He returned to the bed, lying behind Dale. "See, I told you I was going to find some kind of oil," he said as he started to prep the other man.

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[info]just_dale
2009-09-08 07:26 pm UTC (link)
"Maybe. I haven't seen him," he said, realising he didn't have a clue where his friend was. He had assumed he was pottering around the flat somewhere but seeing as he had drifted in and out of sleep for the entire day, he hadn't heard if Ben had gone out. "It would be unusual if he could get both weekend nights off, I guess."

Dale lay on his side, looking over at the door. This wasn't going exactly to plan but then he hadn't planned to have Patrick over for anything more than company. All of this was completely unexpected. But in a good way, he thought.

"Works for me," he said, pushing against Patrick's fingers as they spread him open. It burned but in a pleasant way and he sighed happily, the tension fleeing his body. "You make me wait too long and I'll pass out," he teased.

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