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Post by pwnda on May 20, 2009 5:06:29 GMT 9
[Haha, I had no idea what to call this thread xD Also, for Doomy Muffins!]
According to Spark Connor – the day had been awful. It had started out as bad but as the day went by it had gradually grown worse. He’d missed his to school, gotten into a pretty bad argument with a fellow class mate and somehow lost his apartment key. The worst thing of all was that his land lord, who had a spare key, was out of town. So, the day had been awful.
The Irish man sighed deeply and took another sip of his second beer. Connor hated days like this, where his forgetfulness got the best of him and put him in unnecessary situation. It was just like him to misplace his keys, he’d done it before and he was perfectly sure he’d do it again. But he hadn’t been forced to ever stay the night at a hotel because of it.
The beer glass clinked as he put it back down on the black bar counter. He wasn’t much of a bar-person but this fucking day called for getting drunk off-his-ass. That sounded like the perfect way to end it, make it disappear. The bar itself wasn’t exactly a fancy one, somewhat sleazy music came from a corner, the paint on the wall had started to fade and years of indoor smoking had left a bitter smell lingering. But the beer was cheap, they had comfy chairs and a lot of young people hung out there. The only thing Connor didn’t like about it was the creepy regulars who hung out at the back of the bar. His green eyes glanced over his right shoulder where he could feel glares sting. His obvious foreign appearance always drew attention and unwanted stares. And as if that wasn’t enough, being about 6’3 also drew a lot of attention, though he’d grown used to it and offered the staring man a cheerful smile before he turned and emptied his glass in one big sweep.
Being alone and avoided at the bar wasn’t exactly fun though. Connor was slowly getting bored and the alcohol was clearly not getting to his head fast enough. Another sigh escaped his lips and he waved to a waiter to fetch him another beer.
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Post by Doomy Muffins on May 20, 2009 6:38:20 GMT 9
Jack was thankful for his fake ID. He'd been using one since high school in America, and it had gotten him into very fun places. Like bars. Today was the perfect day for it, too, as were most days. he rather enjoyed himself in the bars, the regulars were such interesting characters.
The only down side about the bars he frequented, was that there weren't any cuties there, just lonely old men. He wasn't that big of a slut. ...Not that he hadn't tried it. He liked having young lovers that he could shower with gifts, not the other way around. More stuff was the last thing he needed.
So, imagine his surprise when he saw a cute Irish man at the bar, looking lonely. Not only was he JUST his type (just like everyone else) but he was all alone, and that just wasn't right. He made his way over and slid into a seat next to him, ordering a beer for himself. "Well, this is certainly a depressing way to spend your evenings."
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Post by pwnda on May 21, 2009 1:20:26 GMT 9
Connor jerked when the other man suddenly appeared next to him out of nowhere. He looked up and found himself staring at a man whose colourful hair and outfit told him that he didn’t seem to be lacking confidence at all. After scanning the man from top to toe and finding that he was very much his type, the Irish man realised that his eyes had lingered perhaps a little too long. He nervously cleared his throat and turned his green eyes to his glass of beer. “Yeah, at least if you’re alone..” he finally answered with his slightly funny accent and took another sip.
Connor wasn’t used to be approached like this; if anything he was the one to approach people. And here was this hot guy, who he hadn’t seen before, and Connor found himself a little at a loss. What the hell, he thought after swallowing and turned his head to the other man, cracked a sly grin, tried his best not to seem uneasy and reached forth a hand. “The name’s Connor, and you are..?”
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Post by Doomy Muffins on May 21, 2009 9:02:51 GMT 9
"You don't have to be alone." Jack's usual happy expression turned into a coy smile, like he was scheming something. Even so, whatever he was planning was probably enjoyable. At least, that's how he appears to be. Moving in an almost exagerated fashion, Jack removed his baby blue jacket, a bit fancy to be wearing with jeans (though with him, it works), and revealed a darker blue shirt, a happy pink squid on the front.
He drapped his jacket over the back of his chair, turning back to the Irish man beside him just as his beer arrived. "Jack, a pleasure to meet you." The smile was back, and he took a sip of his beer. "So... tell me, what's bothering you?"
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Post by pwnda on May 22, 2009 5:26:17 GMT 9
”Jack? Sounds like you’re not from here either” he said and smiled back, showing off some small dimples. “Like your shirt” he chuckled next then paid his beer some more attention. Like Jack, Connor liked colourful clothes and funny prints but was at the moment dressed in his favourite black pair of jeans and a simple, tight, dark green t-shirt. “If anything, it’s my own stupidity that’s bothering me!” he laughed then sighed and shook his head with closed eyes. “Let’s just say that I’ve had a rough day. I’ve done it all from failing an exam to loose my keys and well, here I am! What’s your excuse for showing up at a crappy place like this, part from the cheap beer?” He couldn’t be there to pick anybody up, that’s for sure, Connor thought to himself and if so, he wouldn’t go for someone like himself but there was something about that other man that made Connor hope for something else.
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Post by Doomy Muffins on May 22, 2009 7:00:15 GMT 9
"Me? Actually, I grew up around here." Jack chuckled, shifting in his seat, closer to Conner. But that couldn't have been on purpose. "Why, thank you. It's my favorite." He took another sip of his beer, casting his eyes about the bar. It was a quiet night, and at least no one had gotten up to sing to the quiet song playing over the speakers. They were never any good.
"Ah, well... I like it here. I find that I get along better with the older crowd, they're not in such a hush. I come here to relax. You say you lost your key? Where are you staying?"
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Post by pwnda on May 22, 2009 8:01:24 GMT 9
”You did? It’s just that, with you name and your slightly foreign looks I thought.. well, never mind.” As the other man shifted closer, Connor couldn’t help but to discreetly stretch his back only to end up a little closer as well. Hopefully, Jack wouldn’t notice. “Yeah, I lost them somewhere, searched all over the University grounds but with no luck” He let his hand run through his brown hair and he looked over at the man next to him again. “I’ll be staying at the hotel just some blocks away, you know?” he said and gave a little nod in the direction of the hotel. “Though, I was never quite fond of staying at hotels by myself” he added to be interpreted in what other way the other one would like.
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Post by Doomy Muffins on May 22, 2009 10:59:41 GMT 9
"I'm Spanish, but I was raised here. It's a long story, we'd need a few more beers for it, I suppose." Jack chuckled, noticing the other man moving nearer. This wasn't a new thing. People were attracted to him, it fit him.
"You don't have any friends that you could stay with? You have to stay in a hotel?"
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Post by pwnda on May 23, 2009 7:23:46 GMT 9
“More beers, huh? Well, if you say so..” he took a look at his half full glass then picked it up and emptied it in one big sweeping motion. Another grin spread over his lips. Finally, the alcohol was starting to get to him; the regular numbness of his body was creeping up on him as well as the light-headedness. He waved at the bartender yet another time, pointing at his empty glass, who simply gave a small nod and began pouring up his fourth one. While waiting he leaned his head into his hand, head turned towards the Spanish one.
“I do have friends who are more than willing to let me crash at their place, it’s just that.. my friends all live together with their girlfriends, I’m the only single in my circle of friends by the way, so I don’t wanna be a bother. Alas – the hotel.”
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Post by Doomy Muffins on May 23, 2009 9:05:41 GMT 9
"I see. Well..." Jack chuckled, still sipping at his first beer. Connor got tipsy easily it seemed, something he might take advantage of. He could use a new lover. Connor seemed just perfect for the job. "Really? So, you're afraid to beon your own?" He leaned closer, breath ghosting across the nape of Connor's neck, "Would you like some company?"
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Post by pwnda on May 23, 2009 19:04:15 GMT 9
“Afraid? No, it’s just that I get-“ As he felt the other’s breath against his neck he silenced, feeling how chills went down his spine. “…easily bored” he mumbled and felt some heat spread across his pierced ears. A moment like this was just what Connor had secretly wished for, not planned for though so he felt a little off guard and not sure what to do or say when Jack popped the question. He caught the other one’s eyes and hesitated there for second before putting on a big smirk. “I’m all yours..”
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Post by Doomy Muffins on May 23, 2009 22:21:01 GMT 9
"I can help you stay entertained, I'm quite good at it." Jack smiled at him, his hand moving to rest on the other man's thigh, his touches light, but with enough pressure for Connor to get the hint. He was still very close to the other man, his eyes burning with lust. "Lead the way, the night's still young."
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Post by pwnda on May 24, 2009 1:25:11 GMT 9
Oh, Connor got the hint alright. He got it so well that his mind had already started co-operating with his lower regions. “I’m sure you are” he answered and moved his leg a little so that his knee bumped into the other one’s and so that the hand went further down his thigh. “Well..” he began and glanced over at the new beer that the waiter had left him a little while ago. “Let’s finish here and then continue this at my room.. where you can entertain me in what ever way you like and hopefully - I’ll be of your entertainment too.” He murmured quietly.
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Post by Doomy Muffins on May 24, 2009 3:30:39 GMT 9
"That sounds like a wonderful idea." Jack smiled at him before he took another sip of his beer, only to lean into Connor again, closer this time. His eyes were all half-lidded and lusty, but still sharp, like he was already planning ahead.
"You want to entertain me, too?" The smile turned sly again as he reached out a hand to trace his fingers over Conner's jaw. "But, you already are."
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Post by pwnda on May 24, 2009 4:10:22 GMT 9
”Ah, that’s good.. and here I am, not even trying to” Connor tilted his head with a grin and caught the finger, wrapping his tongue round it and sucked on it lightly. He released it just seconds later. “You should see me trying.”
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