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ᴅᴇʀᴇᴋ ʜᴀʟᴇ ♔ ([personal profile] calloused) wrote2019-01-19 03:09 pm
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confiscated: (⇀ of god's veins)

[personal profile] confiscated 2019-07-29 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tate figured Derek would want him to stub his smoke out again so he's noticeably surprised when he takes one for himself instead. He cocks a brow but pulls his lighter back out, flicking on the flame before holding it out. He lights Derek's cigarette while exhaling smoke from the corner of his lip, head canting to the side so it blows away with the breeze. Sensitive wolf noses be damned today, it seems. He then pockets the lighter again, hand inside his jacket holding on to it just because gripping something in a fist feels relieving.

He sweeps his gaze around to the Up that goes on around them, Subs and Dominants here and there - he still feels invisible in a way, reminded of the line down his throat and how all who he is now filters through Derek the way it did Kavinsky only a day before. Maybe he's still mad about that or maybe he's just still hyper focused on the upheaval.]


Yeah.

[He looks back to Derek, meeting gaze.]

Exciting shit, huh. What now? We go home?
confiscated: (⇀ defend your own life)

[personal profile] confiscated 2019-07-29 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Or we can skip straight to you carrying me over the threshold of a shitty motel.

[He's saying it just to say it, dry and half-amused but not serious. He takes another long drag, burning the tip of his cigarette bright before once again exhaling away from Derek's direction. Ashes flick to the floor and Tate doesn't actually know what he wants to do now. He doesn't feel hungry, but - not marking this makes it feel weird, somehow. But he doesn't want to pretend this is anything more than it is. A signing of his life off to someone else.]

I'm not hungry. And we don't have to pretend this is something amazingly joyful - I'm glad we're signed, don't get me wrong. But all signing those papers really means is now it's you who I have to ask for permission to buy a fucking candy bar if I want it.

[He runs his hand back through his too-long bangs, glancing at Derek.]

I'd rather just spend time with you like before.
confiscated: (⇀ hello my fair)

[personal profile] confiscated 2019-07-29 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tate takes a moment before he cocks a brow with a look that says 'fair enough', before letting a smile crookedly surface across his lips. He takes his hand out of his pocket, swapping which one holds the cigarette before leaning back against the brick behind them. Derek hints that he wants to be thought of as Tate leveling up, so to say, so he indulges him with a snort.]

Guess it's true, I don't really wanna stab you. So.

[Joke? Totally. He takes another drag of his cigarette, letting it burn low to the filter.]

I was kidding about the motel but - I think you're right about something celebratory. But I prefer the bed in the treehouse if you know what I'm saying.
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[personal profile] confiscated 2019-07-29 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tate doesn't quite believe he's the most important thing in Derek's life, but he wants to believe it so - he won't try to tank his own mood by retorting to that. In fact he just kind of quirks a smile, dropping his head as if to disguise it in the motion of putting his cigarette out on the wall. Unlike Derek, Tate has no qualms with flicking a spent butt onto the pavement.]

We can make a couple stops on the way. Food, booze - just some stuff for the shelves?

[He nods his head, like he's satisfied with this plan and ready to just nest up and stay in for a while. He's not overtly social, preferring the calm of the beachside waves and the sounds from up in the treehouse loft late at night to anything else. He's more blessed by this arrangement than he really can comprehend, taking advantage of so much the way he is.]

Not sure if now's the time but - I've been thinking about the treehouse. Y'think we can expand it a bit? With like an addition or some shit.
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[personal profile] confiscated 2019-07-29 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[That makes Tate's smile crack the rest of the way open, a laugh outright in the air. He looks to Derek (who is a total fucking dork for picking up his trash,) and gives him a shove to the side as they walk. It might be like shoving a brick wall but it's still worth it because he calls him a few names under his breath as they walk.]

Speaking from experience, are we?

[Tate's hands are back in his jacket, and his mood is - elevated.]

I was just thinking... I need a room that I can make into a dark room - for developing photos, y'know? That shit's cool and yeah, outdated I guess. But for me it's still worth it. I've been getting into photography a little.
confiscated: (⇀ we all are sworn)

[personal profile] confiscated 2019-07-29 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
I already have a camera.

[Tate says in a way that's - not saying no to the upgrade, in fact he hates that Derek can probably tell from the uptick in his heartbeat and the way he inhales just a few seconds faster than normal that he's thrilled by the idea. Just as he is pleased by getting an okay on his humble request for a whole new building in addition to his first one.]

I can give you something better than a selfie, once I can develop the shots. It's how we did shit in my day - the right way.
confiscated: (⇀ blackest edges)

[personal profile] confiscated 2019-07-30 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Tate's not about to beg for the camera (yet, he tells himself) but still looks elated at being let loose like a kid in a candy store. Kid in a liquor store may not have the same ring but it has the same enjoyment as Tate sets off to grab a six pack of his favorite beer, dragging his fingertips over the shelves as he looks for anything else that might catch his eye. A couple bottles get offered back to Derek for him to carry.

He's very precise in what he picks and chooses, so it's only five minutes before he's ready to head to the till.]


You'd really get me a new camera? Lenses, and all that shit too? And a stripper pole?
confiscated: (⇀ you finish me)

[personal profile] confiscated 2019-07-30 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
If I want another of those, I know who to let out to get one...

[Tate murmurs with a snicker, very aware his whore cat could go get herself a whole new litter of crotch droppings in an instant if she could waddle far enough from the treehouse without her current set mewling incessantly. He's happy, though, following Derek as they depart the liquor store and move on to the next stop. Something to eat later, like Chinese, is what he's guiding Derek to while also having the intention of ordering a little extra for his fat slut cat.]

I have some money, you know. I've been saving it up - I just can't spend it. If I give it you to pitch in for things, like the dark room and all that shit - that's cool right? Weed stash aside, there's not really a lot of shit I can buy anymore.
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[personal profile] confiscated 2019-07-30 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
You know I like that - but you also gotta know the pack's gotta contribute to keeping itself going, right? I forfeit my cash to the Alpha and he oversees everything, buys me a pack of smokes every three days and y'know what? I'm a happy beta.

[Tate's still in good fucking spirits, looking up to the menu as they wait behind a couple of Dominants who are ordering their food. He may not have been that hungry to start, but the scent of fried rice and eggrolls has Tate quietly changing his mind. He orders enough to give him leftovers for a few days, even with Derek's voracious appetite considered, and lets his Alpha pony up the cash to pay.

While they're waiting for their food, Tate wanders sidelong to a booth that sits up against a wall of photo shopped images of dishes the place offers. It's rustic and probably covered in things a UV light would pick up but Tate nods his head toward it, gesturing for Derek to come over.]


Check this out. It's one of those photo booths.
confiscated: (⇀ give not what you fear)

[personal profile] confiscated 2019-07-30 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
You say that like it's anything out of the ordinary for us.

[Tate says nonchalantly, while parting back the dark curtain and letting himself into the booth. He looks back to Derek with a mischievous smile, certainly teasing him and daring him to retaliate. That and join him, if the wave of his hand is any indication. Put down the brown bag of liquor and get over here - there's cumshots to be taken and a questionable bench to be seated on in this cramped little space.]

What's more memorable than a photo? C'mon. Don't be a pussy.
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[personal profile] confiscated 2019-07-30 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
You fucking kidding me? Of course I have.

[These were the epitome of boardwalk entertainment in the 90s, also a staple piece in the various arcades and movie theatres of the time. It was, as he mutters under his breath, a lot cheaper back then 'for four fucking photos' but he's sliding his own money into the machine rather than ask Derek for it. Naturally, like how it determined their designation - the screen lights up with 'DOMINANT APPROVAL - GRANTED?' and a yes or no button for Derek to touch.

Tate tries not to get riled by that, but sits back and shifts his weight into the corner of the booth to give Derek a little more space. The last time he was in one of these was - a long ass time ago. Ninety two, maybe? Maybe before that. He's a little curious about the filters and frames, waiting for the machine to show them a blinding red light to ready up.]


Say cheese?
confiscated: (⇀ a lost command)

[personal profile] confiscated 2019-07-30 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
That's cool with me.

[Tate's had mild experience with shitty teenage dates, so he's far more comfortable with the glaring red light and the indication to pose. He only offers up a smile - and then in the second photo, a surprised look mid-snort at Derek's peace sign. The countdown is going off for the third photo and Tate's still in a stupidly elated mood, made better by the idiotic good nature of Derek next to him. Fucking idiot.

He waits until the countdown's nearly done and with a forward-facing smile full of shit eating satisfaction, slams his hand down to grab Derek by the dick right as the photo is taken. The squeeze he makes through the denim is pretty generous, too, which he considers appropriate in ratio to dick to be grabbed.]

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