Mieczyslaw "Stiles" Stilinski (sarcasticfriend) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2019-09-02 20:19:00 |
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The moment they’d gotten to the resort, Cisco was told he owned it. Tony said everything was his, and he’d even gotten someone to manage it for him. He didn’t have to learn to be a businessman or anything, and Cisco was floored. Nobody had ever done anything like this for him. He didn’t know how to respond as they parted ways and headed for their rooms. “I can’t believe it.” He said once they shut the door behind them and he put his bag down on the floor. Cisco was looking over their expensive suite. He was making money to stay in the biggest suite on property. He was making money standing in the doorway. He ran a hand through his hair and continued to stare at everything. “All this is mine.” Clearly still in shock even in private. It hadn’t been faked at all. He genuinely didn’t know how to respond. -- Cisco wasn’t the only one in shock. Stiles was too. So, Tony bought him this place? Why? Stiles didn’t get it. It wasn’t like Cisco said he wanted to own it, so why do something like that? He didn’t say anything, though, even though all of those questions were running through his head. He dropped his bag once they were in the room and started to roam around before he finally just plopped down on the bed, face-first into the pillows. “Yep,” he said not moving his head so his answer was kind of muffled. He put his hand up and gave Cisco a thumbs up (just in case) before letting his hand drop back down onto the bed. * Cisco watched Stiles flop over into those pillows and frowned. He didn’t seem happy. Thumbs up or otherwise, a pillow face plant didn’t exactly scream happy. Cisco followed and climbed up beside him. “Hey..are you okay?” Taco Bell hotel was supposed to be their Disneyland, but Stiles was less than enthused. He reached to touch his cheek in an attempt to draw him out of the pillows to look at him. “I know it’s a lot, but think of all the other things it means for us this weekend.” Sky was literally the limit, and he wanted to take Stiles along for the ride. He was clueless to how it must have looked to his boyfriend. * “I’m fine,” he replied, face still buried in the pillows. At first, he didn’t really want to move, but breathing was becoming a bit of an issue so he finally moved until he was on his back. “We don’t have to hang around Tony the whole time we’re here, do we?” he asked with a quick glance over at Cisco. * Cisco wasn’t sure he bought that, but he moved his hand away when Stiles change position. “Well I mean not the entire time, he knows we’re a couple.” Cisco had told him before, the engineer would want some alone time just with his boyfriend that weekend too. “Why? Is something wrong with him?” He asked with a raised eyebrow as he shifted positions too so he could sit up against the headboard beside Stiles, his hand between them as he closed his eyes for a moment. He’d never had anything like this. He’d been poor growing up. * Stiles didn’t really want to get into it now, but since Cisco asked, he couldn’t really just keep his thoughts to himself anymore. “Don’t you think it’s weird that he keeps buying you stuff?” he asked. “I mean, who just buys someone a hotel and an uber driver?” No one normal, that was for sure. Now Stiles was sitting up and looking at Cisco. “Does he like you or something? And I don’t mean in a friendly kind of way.” * Cisco looked over at Stiles in confusion. “Well yeah, but Tony’s always weird.” Cisco hadn’t thought anything of it really. Not until Stiles presented it that way. “Tony? No, I doubt it. He just does things like this. He bought one of his friends a donut store. Though...I did tell him he didn’t have to buy me anything. “ He’d never even thought about the possibility that Tony was into him. “You don’t think he did all this to be with me? He upgraded my lab a while back, but he also did it for Jemma. I think he’s just sort of bad at having friends. I don’t think it’s anything like that. Everyone he knows is on his payroll. He thinks he has to.” Cisco chewed the inside of his cheek for a minute as he thought about it. “Maybe I should try to turn it down? You’re the only one I want to be with.“ He hadn’t thought of it that way, and now he was rambling and a little worried. Did Stiles think he wanted Tony? “You know that right?” * “And yet he still did it.” Which is weird. And it still made Stiles wonder if there was more to it even though Cisco mentioned that Tony bought stuff for someone else as well. “It’s a possibility. Nobody buys anyone something major without some huge reason behind it.” And right now Stiles was thinking that Tony wanted Cisco. He just shrugged, not really knowing what else to say about that. He doesn’t really know Tony. He’s only seen him on the network and heard stuff about him from Cisco. “Up to you,” he said as he laid back down, this time on his side. “Logically, yeah, I know that. I mean, you did shoot Derek with a cold gun…” * Cisco had clearly never even considered why Tony might be doing this as that he wanted something in return. “I’ll talk to him.” Unless Stiles thought maybe he shouldn’t, but Cisco wanted things to be okay. The last thing he wanted was for Stiles to feel badly about this. “I wouldn’t shoot just anyone.” He tried to lighten the mood a little, turning to face him and reach to smooth a thumb against his jawline. “I’d do it again too.” He understood the jealousy, he felt it too obviously. It wasn’t always logical. Cisco wanted to help ease that worry somehow, his palm rest on Stiles’ neck as he brushed a thumb against it affectionately. * “Okay,” was all Stiles said. He looked up and snorted a bit at what Cisco said. “I don’t know if I should believe you. I think deep down you want to shoot everybody with that cold gun,” he joked. He didn’t want to be in this mood. He wanted to get out of it. “Okay, I’m done bringing us down. We came here to have fun and fun is what we’re going to have. What do you wanna do first?” * “Anyone that touches you.” Stiles was his, and he wanted him to know it. He belonged to him too though. He rolled over and slid ontop of him. “What do you think I want to do first. It’s my hotel now, I want to break it in.” He smirked a little and drew him into a kiss, one he made sure Stiles wasn’t going to forget any time soon. He’d make him feel better, and wanted. “You can’t tell me you’ve never wanted to fuck in a taco bell themed room where we can order room service right after.” He had no reason to pursue Tony, Stiles was all he wanted. He’d moved in with him, not Tony and he’d make him remember that this weekend.. * “Well, I would hate to be those people.” Not that he had anyone trying to do anything with him. He watched as Cisco slide over and was now on top of him. He looked up at him and shrugged as he played dumb. “I don’t know what you want to do.” He tried not to smile. “I don’t know what you mean by that. I think you might have to show me.” He leaned up and kissed him back. “Well, no, but now that you’ve said it I definitely want to do it.” * “Bad luck for them. You’re taken and I’ll make sure they all know.” Cisco straddled him and began to undress him. “I think that can be arranged.” He was getting better at explaining what he wanted Stiles to do, but still often in the middle of things would get flustered. “No? Just me? I’ve been wanting to since I booked us. Awkward.” He laughed at that and stooped down again, this time burying his lips against Stiles’ neck. Hands wandering down to finish pulling away his pants. They would spend an hour or so, until both were satisfied and Cisco rolled back down beside him. “Know what we can do now? Order crunch wraps and have them bring it to us. Unless you wanna go check out the bar.” He was pretty content either way, he draped an arm around his chest lazily. * “What are you going to do, shoot everyone?” Stiles jokingly asked. “That could get bad if you did,” he added a second later. “Oh good. Because I’m seriously clueless right now,” he said, biting his lip. “Yeah, just you. I hadn’t really thought about it.” It was the truth. He really hadn’t thought much about it. “It’s not awkward,” was the last thing he said. Less talking. More touchy and other stuff now. “What?” he asked as he moved onto his side, head propped up with his hand. “Hmm, I vote bar. But first a shower.” They weren’t home, there was no point in staying in the whole time. They should explore the place and not stay in their room the whole time. He leaned over and gave Cisco a quick kiss before climbing over him and heading to the bathroom to shower. * “If I have to” Was pretty much the last thing he got to say before things got physical, and Cisco didn’t have words to say unless they were dirty. When Stiles moved, Cisco made a bit of a face before he chuckled a little at his enthusiasm. “Bar it is. Just give me a minute here.” He didn’t have quite as much instant energy so when Stiles moved he gave a little whine until he returned that kiss and shifted to lay on his back while the shower heated up. He hadn’t been this content with life in a while. He was going to enjoy it for a second. But apparently only that, the shower steam started flowing and finally he got up to join Stiles. His head was a foggy mess of a post sex hazy place so he was in no rush to speed up that shower. When they finally got out and dry, he changed into a pair of swimming trunks, because might as well. The big draw of the place was the pool and bar. “I was kinda doubtful about this place, but I think it’s onto something.” He grinned as he reached for the door again, but before opening it for them he kissed him once more and then ushered him outside. “The guy that made Nacho fries is supposed to be here having people bring them in like an hour I think.” He checked his phone to see the time. --- Stiles just wanted to take a quick shower and then get going, but it was kind of hard to be speedy when he had Cisco there with him. Once they were out, he just put on the same jeans and t-shirt he had on before. “Oh? You already have an opinion even though we haven’t actually seen it all yet?” He wasn’t sure about it all yet. They hadn't seen anything yet. He kissed back quickly and then walked out of their room. “Ooh, I did not know that. Let’s go see where that’s happening and see what gets said...while also grabbing food.” He wanted tacos and now nacho fries since Cisco mentioned them. * Cisco wasn’t worried about being fast. They had the whole weekend, so if they felt like feeling eachother up in the shower- then so be it. He would enjoy it and take his time. They’d get there eventually, not to mention they could always go back when they wanted. “Well just in general of popups, but apparently it was wrong anyway.” And he was glad it was wrong. Especially considering now he owned it. “Okayyyy. So go on already.” He teased as he nudged Stiles out the door like he was the one to blame for their lagging, even though it’d mostly been his fault. * “What was wrong?” Stiles asked with a glance over at Cisco. “I am going,” he said already out in the hallway now. “See me going,” he said as he started to walk away from Cisco and down the hallway. “Byyeeee, see you later,” he joked as he waved. * “My opinion of them.” He waved a hand as if to brush it off. He was glad the place was so successful and the people at the front desk had been super kind. He was pleased with it, not like he’d actually had any influence at all but hey it was his hotel now. He could be a little proud. He watched his boyfriend walk away from him and scowled. “Nope, not allowed to get that far away from me.” Teasing, obviously, but a laugh escaped him as he let him go and slipped ahead of him, taking a risk and using a portal that opened up in front of them. It closed right behind him and he ended up at the door first. “Yeah, okay so I win.” He was gripping the door for dear life for a moment in an attempt to ground his suddenly shaky footing, but he was ahead! That was all that mattered! * Stiles gasped. “That’s fucking cheating!” He didn’t use any powers to get ahead. Not that he could since he didn’t have powers. But still. Even if he had, he wouldn’t have cheated! “Cheeeeeeeeeeater!” He shook his head. “Nope, you won’t nothing. Cheaters don’t win.” He caught up to Cisco and saw the look on his face. “And that’s,” he pointed to Cisco's face, “is why you shouldn’t do that.” * “Nope, fucking cheating would be this.” He disappeared into yet another portal only to appear behind Stiles and make a grab for his ass teasingly. He released him though, he wasn’t actually going to fuck him in the hallway, he just had to make a point even if it was at a cost. His own shaky footing as he appeared back in the doorway a moment later. He actually dropped down to a knee for a second as he closed his eyes to make the world stop spinning, but fortunately he was starting to get his bearings back as Stiles got closer and caught up. He stood, still gripping that doorway but less wobbly. “Pretty sure I still won.” He managed to laugh in spite of the weird queasy stomach feeling. * Stiles rolled his eyes and then turned to smack Cisco. “Are you done fucking around with your powers?” he asked as he looked down at Cisco who was now down on one knee. “If you think so,” he said as he gave a smack to Cisco’s back and then walked on. * That smack made him flail a little bit and he gripped that hand as Stiles walked forward, using it to help pull himself up. “Yep. For now. That was more than enough vertigo for me.” He made a face and grinned, kissing him on the cheek as they headed toward the pool. “Later though, maybe we can figure out how to use it in bed.” These powers had to have some kinky use to them, he was determined to find out what it was. Priorities and all that. |