[Poggio]

It had been so long since his arms wrapped themselves around another body that he wasn't trying to slaughter. He gasped with need as the lips went beneath the collar of his shirt. His own hands tangled in the blood colored tresses and his body moved in a snake like movement so only the fabric of their clothes kept each others flesh from meeting. The door behind them open and a voice announced that dinner was to be served in 3 minutes, they were needed at the tables assigned to them.

[littl3chocobo]

the body underneath him moved with a liquid grace that only the truly limber could pull off and he could not help but lap it up even as a voice behind them let him know his time was up. he did not stop his eager press even as the man slowed his writhing to a halt, with a long trailing lick he had spent years perfecting he traveled from the collar to the ear to whisper huskily so that only the stranger could hear before pulling away and straightening his suit to head back inside

[Poggio]

Hot quivers of desire told him what he wanted for dinner, it was not Chicken Marsala. His breathing came back down to a controlled even state as the man moved away from him. With quick adjustments to his wardrobe he waited ten seconds before following behind the man and drifting towards his parents table. Secretly he kept his eye on the man, memorizing the words he had spoken in his ears.

[littl3chocobo]

he stayed only long enough for the first course before excusing himself with the line that he was not feeling so well and offering a cordial smile he left his seat and headed for the door, as he passed in front of the pyce family his eyes fell to the stranger and while it resolved half of his first question it did nothing to tell him the more pressing question of if the man would come

[Poggio]

Unlike the gentleman, Galvin was trapped for the duration of two courses. He made small talk with yet another potential breeder, this time a girl who was from an equally strong line as his lineage. He excused himself finishing. He was craving the excitement the mysterious man brought with him. He chanted the instructions religiously over the course of dinner and though his latest drink had taken some of the curb off of him, his memory was still sharp. He walked to the meeting place idly wondering if he had been too late.

[littl3chocobo]

he timed it so that he was about five minutes ahead of the man pyce but when that time came and went and was followed by five more his mood dropped slightly. ordering a drink he settled in, there was always the chance he wasn't able to escape so he would stay until the end of the meal and then if the other had not shown he'd find some other distraction for the night

[Poggio]

He found the man, and too his dismay he seemed to already be looking for another prize to chase. Silently Galvin snuck up behind the man and ran his tongue over the back of the mans ear. “Bored already?” He whispered softly into Kenneth ear.

[littl3chocobo]

he stopped making passing glances at the bartender as he felt his hair be pulled away and the shell of his ear be licked. he grinned widely but did not move from his position "yes, you should do something to fix that"

[Poggio]

Nimble hands reached around the mans waist and stroked the area he desired most through his tightly fitted pants. He kissed the man on the neck gathering some of the freckled flesh into his teeth. Roughly he pulled the man the man back from the bar far enough to lick up his jaw bone. His head gestured towards a dark seating area.

[littl3chocobo]

pyce was not gentle and it thrilled him more than the soft foppish lovers he normally kept but even he knew it was a poor idea to fuck in public, especially a family function. flicking his card at the bartender he let her ring up his drink while he turned his attention back to the man. "not here, i am all up for scandal but not while my father and aunt are within viewing distance, let's take a ride to my place." the hand left him though the mouth remained until he was given his card back and he stood to leave. walking briskly with the man pyce following behind they found their way down to the street and hailed a cab. he directed the cabbie to one of his nicer apartments, if this one was any good he wanted to keep him interested in the idea coming back

[Poggio]

He left a note for his parents detailing that he would be going home. He slipped into the cab behind the man with only a small grin on his lips to show his excitement. He enjoyed this man, there weren't many strings attached in a good honest fuck and well the man had not even bothered to ask for his name. It also amused him Kenneth appeared to from one of the wealthier families, lived in the upper part of town, and yet took a cab. Idly Galvin investigated the man with his fingers. He liked the strong jaw line and the blood colored hair. He found something strangely familiar about the curls but he found playing with them more enjoyable. The apartment he was led to was so sleek and clean, large and ghostly. He settled his grey eyes on Kenneth with a smile. One finger hooked its self into the mans collar and he pulled him close. “such bad hosting.” He said shaking his head playfully. “No drinks?... No food?” He spoke softly in a whispering tone. Even as he teased he secretly enjoyed the lack of homey intimacy.

[littl3chocobo]

he shrugged with a grin. "there are drinks but you've had plenty and i was thinking you'd provide the meal, how is it the japanese say it? itadakimasu~ thankyou for this feast." offering no more words he tugged the man back towards the bedroom and onto the bed, quickly the man stripped for him though he was slower to it. lightly nipping he pulled the other close. "are you leading this dance or following?"

[Poggio]

"Arigato Mr roboto but your the host." He slid his hand under the mans and arched up for a chase kiss.

[littl3chocobo]

his smile grew lecherous and pushing the man down he let his lips tell exactly what kind of host he was, as the man pyce writhed against him he let his own desire swell before pulling away again. he offered the other a wink. "no glove no love"

[Poggio]

He had began to eagerly anticipate having the man inside him when the mans injection brought him back to his senses. Galvin breathed out a husky yes nuzzling against the mans torso. “Thank you.” He fell back on the bed and pushed himself up on the pillows falling into there soft fluff while the man went to find the right rubber for the occasion.

[littl3chocobo]

what the other lacked in skill he made up for in natural talent and he found himself following with a second, then a third before collapsing onto the man. he took several moments to catch his breath before offering erratic kisses across a damp chest