Outside Lower Lot, No Tell Motel, Unknown City, Unknown State...
Still fuming about everything that transpired from the past few days up until the current point in time, The middle-aged man balled his fists as he attempted to get ahold of his seemingly building rage in the wake of his young lover's defiance in more ways than one. He had his fill of betrayals beforehand with the life he lived before coming into contact with the timid blond boy who had no family nor a backbone of any kind before they became acquainted. The man with Hadrian Rawsone's face did his best to compose himself as he reached into his pockets for a pack of cigarettes and his favorite silver torch liter.
It always did him good to take a moment to mull over his thought process as he was more often than not prone to violent outbursts and then some when he'd been in a terrible mood. He took a drag from his newly lit cigarette and exhaled out into the open night air. It was a chilly sort of night, now that he had paid it any attention. The sort of night that breed good and bad tidings now and again. He smirked at the implication as his mind recalled the beautiful woman on the screen before he had turned off the obnoxious news program.
She wasn't a bad sight due to being the wife of a doctor. She wasn't his type though despite her youthful looks and lovely eyes. He was more interested in blue-eyed blondes and more often than not he was always on the lookout for any woman that met his tastes when indulging his baser nature. Lex had fit the bill now and again, but he'd been furious with the blond-haired blue-eyed teen.
Another drag of his cigarette later and the furious man caught sight of just such a lady as she timidly stepped out of her motel room in scantily clad clothing despite the late hour and her eyes seemingly fixated upon him. She swayed a bit as she moved indicating that she'd been doing a bit of drinking of her own and she was more than likely looking for a company to pass the seemingly endless night.
"Hey there handsome, you got a light?" she asked approaching him smelling of nearly half a bottle of cheap perfume and whatever booze she spent the early part of her long night knocking back before approaching him.
The still-angry man with Hadrian Rawsone's face sighed and took the cigarette from between his lips as he looked her over once or twice before responding. She wasn't that bad looking up close, or the booze he had previously was getting to him. She was a bit on the thin side, but not badly so as far as his usual tastes had been concerned and she was blonde with blue eyes another thing in her favor as she stood before him half naked despite the chill in the air due to wearing a pink bra as a shirt with her flat pale belly exposed, a denim skirt, and a low cut denim jacket over her thin pale arms.
Her lips were red, the kind of deep red that seemed to be the ideal shade for any woman looking to ply her trade in the backs of seedy alleyways. Feeling his rage give way to desire, the formerly angry man smirked in her direction and pulled out his silver torch liter. She slowly pulled a thin white cigarette from behind her ear and put it to her newly puckered red lips.
"Thank you," she replied revealing that despite her looks that she had manners.
"You're welcome," he replied with something of a charming tone.
"This your room for the night?" she asked as she took a drag from the thin white stick and turned her attention toward the door behind him.
"Nope." replied the now seemingly calmer man. "Rented one upstairs, but it's occupied at the moment."
She seemed to be able to tell by the way he responded that he'd been significantly upset by whomever he'd been bunking with for the night and was looking for a bit of fun as the hours passed.
"Roommate giving you trouble?" she asked with an arched brow.
"Something like that." replied the still relatively charming man.
"You got a name sugar or do you want me to keep referring to how handsome you are all night?" she asked with an arched brow and a slow simmering heat behind her blue eyes.
"You can call me Lonnie," he replied meeting her heated gaze with a bit of heat of his own. "Everybody else does."
"Rita," she replied taking another drag of her cigarette. "I don't suppose you'd fancy having a drink with me?"
"Private party?" asked the man known as Lonnie with an arched brow of his own.
"You seem to know the kind," she replied smiling at him.
Lonnie took a final drag of his cigarette before putting it out.
"Something like that," he said before offering her his arm in a chivalrous manner.
She smiled before taking it and they headed toward the door of the room she had previously come out of.
"Suppose you happen to like this drink?" asked Rita on the way toward the door.
Lonnie smirked once again as they stopped in front and pulled out two unused packets of condoms and showed them to her.
"I always figured it was best to be prepared for the unexpected," he said in a charming tone.
She seemed to delight in this as she saw her way to leading him inside.
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Room 21, No Tell Motel, Unknown City, Unknown State...
Lex rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling for what seemed like hours since Lonnie had taken his leave of him. He rolled his eyes at how badly the day turned out despite Lonnie's tends to always leave him behind in bed so that he could screw random whores half the night which lead to the sorrowful blond teen seeking a means of getting back at him.
As he stared up at the ceiling, he did not doubt in his mind that Lonnie was out looking for another means of getting back at him via whatever blonde-haired blue-eyed whore caught his attention and Lex was all the more upset. He had only set out to teach his wayward boyfriend of sorts a lesson in respect but ultimately ended up right back where he started.
Before Lonnie came into his life, Lex was more or less spending his days alone much too afraid to venture out into the world and at least try to live some kind of life beyond the shelter of his family farmhouse. The overbearing, vulgar brute of a man seemed intent on having his way no matter the consequences and it lead to them having something in the way of an unconventional relationship.
Lex had not minded it much. He could deal with the brutal rants, the acidic outbursts, the heavy drinking, and the chain-smoking like no one else but what had been something of a bother in terms of his partner's less-than-savory behavior had been his constant tendency to bed random women, despite using a condom whenever he pleased and where ever he pleased.
It ate away at the already vastly insecure younger man to see his lover going out of his way to bed an eerily similar blonde-haired blue-eyed woman night after night. Lonnie's standard tastes of course included any woman that spread her legs for him but there was something akin to an near-on obsession that overtook him whenever he came across one of the women that happened to be his "type".
Lex continued to stare at the ceiling, knowing all too well that Lonnie had possibly been in one of the rooms with one of those women at that very moment and he did not doubt that Lonnie carried a few condoms with him just in case.
The thin blond teen rolled his eyes as he took note that the towel he formerly had wrapped around his waist had fallen off and his body had been exposed to the late-night chill that filled the room. It wasn't too bad a place to spend the night, even less of a bad place to spend with Lonnie altogether.
The lustful fog that clouded his mind seemed to have receded in the wake of Lonnie inadvertently getting him off when he spanked him but he could feel the remnants of it slowly making their way back and all he wanted at that moment was for Lonnie to come back to him, the attention he craved from the brutish older man with the mindset of a twenty-two-year-old had been something he never quite understood. From the first moment they met, Lex craved Lonnie's attention in every way possible.
The longer he'd gone without it, the more he had not been as upset that Lonnie had been out with random whores.
The hyper-sensitive nature of his flesh and the increasing sensation of his arousal began to get the better of him again as he whimpered in the dark moaning Lonnie's name knowing all too well what he'd possibly been doing to the latest blonde hair blue eyed woman that caught his eye and envying her all the more.