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 Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 12:57 pm
"I see. Something to talk about with Cami, then." They could probably put their heads together and figure out how to handle Maebe in the aftermath. There was also the option of not telling Maebe, but he kept that to himself; Otto was much more honest than he was, even if that meant breaking down to do it. But as Otto misunderstood him, he gave the younger man a look.
"You know that's not what I meant." Ripley said quietly, patient as ever.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 1:29 pm
Otto grimaced, turning his head so he didn't have to look at Ripley. "I don't wanna answer that..." He mumbled quietly.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 1:55 pm
"I see." The lack of answer was enough of one for him to get the hint. It was so weird to be hearing about this from Otto. Very strange, and he had to continue to wonder if he was being pranked...but his reactions were so visceral...
"With the same man?" He pressed again.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 2:00 pm
Otto gave a whiny groan, pulling his hood over his head firmly; an attempt to cover his face in the process was made.
"I don't see why this is important." Otto grumbled. "Unless you're just a curious and perverted old man" Evade, evade, evade. He didn't want to admit to anything. He didn't want to admit to himself what he might have wanted.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 2:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 2:09 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 2:23 pm
"Another yes, then." Ripley mused, glancing to the side as he considered this rather fascinating turn of events.
"Just be prepared to discuss that with Cami as well. You're not the type that can pull off a secret relationship." It was really hard to tell if he was teasing or not, but it was a safe bet to assume that he was not. "And if Maebe is as vindictive as you say, then perhaps you need to take a little bit to re-evaluate your...priorities." His gaze found its way back to Otto again, but this time at his wrists, visible now that he was messing with his hood. Otto suddenly ******** a man was already a far shot in his mind; the idea that it might have been anything more...amorous...hadn't even seemed like a possibility past that.
Even if they looked oddly familiar.
"...Did you come straight here?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 2:28 pm
Ripley came to a conclusion based on Otto's deflecting. Otto grimaced under his hood, his face going red. His skin feeling aflame in embarrassment. "You said it, not me." More deflecting, but Ripley was of course on the mark.
There was no way he'd be able to admit any of this aloud. Not even to Cami. He needed to find his strength to resist again. Resist anything and everything that deviated from his ideals of morality.
Ripley's later question was answered without much thought. "Yeah," He murmured without looking up, "I'm gunna shower when I get back to the apartment. I just didn't wanna be myself yet."
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 3:39 pm
"You didn't deny it, either." Ripley pointed out, continuing to watch the younger man from the corner of his eye. Those wounds hadn't healed, which meant they were new enough to not have had time to be FEAR healed...and judging by suspected time lines...
"...You weren't raped, were you?" Perhaps it was a question he should have asked first, just to be safe; up until he saw those marks he had simply assumed the situation. "You gave your consent from the very start?" Concern seemed into his voice, and into the way his forehead creased just a little.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 3:51 pm
Ripley's question scared Otto from his hiding. He looked up and to the side to give the man a horrified expression. "...What?" He barely managed to sound it out. "No!" What gave him that impression? Sure, Otto didn't remember most of the night. In fact, the only parts he did remember were blurry memories of.. well, sex. But now Ripley had him scared, and over reading how Zac had reacted to him the morning after.
Consent? If he remembered that, it'd make things so much easier. He didn't even remember how it all started. He barely remembered the act itself; just that it happened. "I dunno! Probably? I don't remember.." <********, now the things Zac had been saying to him before he left rang out loud like alarm bells. Zac never admitted to remembering exactly what happened wither, and just seemed to push Otto away when he tried to find out.
"Why would you ask me that?" He sounded hurt, and offended.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 4:08 pm
Ripley watched on, rather concerned with the reaction he was getting, though as usual it didn't show too clearly on his face.
"Your wrists." He didn't gesture to them, because he was fairly certain that Otto would know where they were on his own. "I just wanted to make sure." And the lack of a definitive answer was troubling, more than anything. "You're the brother I never wanted, and I sometimes consider worrying about you." He offered a small smile.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 4:15 pm
Otto looked down at his wrists. Rope burns were faded, but still glaringly present. Now he understood why Ripley made the association. Otto's face went beet red, his hands slowly getting slid inside the sleeves of his shirt to hide the evidence. He kind of wanted to die right now. His face burned so hot he thought he'd burst into flames.
"That's um..." He looked away, gulping. "Not what you think.. It's fine." Ripley was finding out way more about Otto than he cared to know right now.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 4:24 pm
"Kinky." He teased in a deadpan voice, before offering a small sigh.
"Alright, so consensual." It was easier to assume that, both for piece of mind and from the clues he had gotten thus far. "With a man, you enjoyed it as far as you remembered, and you might consider doing it again, maybe." He summed up with a thoughtful hum. The problem to him was clear, though there were two of them: one, Maebe's reaction and two, Otto was still seeing it as a terrible, dirty deed.
He could really only help one thing, maybe.
"I want you to repeat after me: 'I had sex with a man.'"
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 4:30 pm
He was embarrassed, but at least he didn't feel attacked or defensive. Ripley was taking this all fairly well for having a lude bit of drama bombed upon him. The man's run down of the situation was given no audial reaction. Only a glare and a grouchy pout.
However, Ripley then requested Otto say something he really did not want to say aloud again.
"Why?" He deflected, as per the norm. His head sank, resting in his arms as his knees came up underneath them. He had become an Otto ball.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 4:34 pm
"Because they're just words." He stared on calmly as Otto resorted to more glares and pouts. "And the more you say it, the less power they will have over you." Then he waited, patiently staring until the younger man would submit.
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