knightsoflegend | london ♔ well i'm not paralyzed

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london ♔ well i'm not paralyzed | but i seem to be struck by you

WHO || Andie, Faith, Jordan, Fiona, Faye, Bo, anyone else! [Closed]
WHAT || Andie's birthday bash! ... with a twist
WHERE || The Silver Band dance club
WHEN || April 1st, after 11pm [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread, don't worry about maintaining tagging order.

Being friends with someone as spontaneous as Faith can have its perks. She's invited the entire under-30 crowd at the castle to come celebrate her friend Andie's 21st birthday at an exclusive dance club called the Silver Band in downtown London.

The club is swirling with colors, as disco balls reflect silvery light that catches on the large quantities of glitter that cover just about every surface. The main dance floors are made of transparent glass, and the club is multi-storied, so that you can choose to dance higher up and see everyone below under your feet. Below the ground floor is a strange black canopy that seems to reflect odd flickering lights, almost like stars. There's a sort of classic opulence to the decor, and hallways branch off here and there to private rooms out of sight. Floating lights bob around the ceiling, that look almost like crystalline balls, except they're light as bubbles and can pop when touched.

Strangely, there are cobwebs in various areas of the club, mostly out of reach, as if it hasn't had occasion to be cleaned in awhile, but there's no traces of grime or dirt anywhere. Faith has a private room procured off one of the halls for the mini-buffet, because how can it be Andie's birthday without food??

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Not bad at all. It sounds like you've made a noble choice, in fact--giving up something of yourself in order to help others like myself. From what I hear, not everyone is so lucky when they arrive. Men like yourself are heroes in your own right as far as I'm concerned.

[He lifts his glass, as though to salute the other man for his actions, before taking a drink.]

[He beams broadly at that. Not everyday you are called a hero, especially by a real sword-wielding hero.] I'm just doing what I think is right. Besides, I like being a fixer, I make friends fast and I could get out of troubles easily. And it still can't be compared to people like you, who put their lives on the line to defend the weak. [He is not sure if Aedan is actually a hero, but he gets that assumption by observing the way Aedan expressed his words up until now.]

I wouldn't say that, exactly. [Man, what is it with everyone in the knighthood selling themselves short? I guess Aedan is here to remind y'all what's up.]

You said yourself that the activities involved in assisting those like myself are not exactly smiled upon by this world's authority. I imagine if you were caught there would be some sort of repercussion, wouldn't there?

You risk your freedom, or worse, to ensure that men and women who are without the means of defending themselves are able to find safety before they've had a chance to acclimate to this world.

[Long story short: don't be so modest. You're doing more than your part and you should recognize that fact.]

[Brantley has never been complimented this much and with a bit of alcohol in his blood, his face reddens a bit, feeling hot and embarrassed at the same time.] Well, the job surely has its risk, but nothing as dangerous as werewolves-hunting. And it's not like I was a saint. I did some bad stuffs too. Helped real criminals did their job. But, let's save those stories for another time, shall we? Don't want to ruin the drinks with dark and gloomy stories. [He sends out a light smile before taking another sip of his drink.]

[And just when it was starting to get good. Delve deep into your criminal past.]

I'll have to hold you to that. [Said before taking another drink from his own glass.]

No problem at all. But surely you know good information is not free. You have to pay for it. [He smirks playfully as he jokes around.] And I don't accept money for information this big, so you'll have to figure out how you will pay for it. [His smirk turns into a grin before he takes another sip.]

[O-oh. So that's how it was. And here Aedan was feeling even more flirtatious than normal for whatever reason.]

I'm fairly certain I'll be able to come up with something.

[Brantley was thinking about another drink coupled with deep dark secrets as the form of payment, but if Aedan has another way to pay up, he'll accept it nonetheless.]

I'll be waiting for your payment then.

[He sends out a playful devilish grin.]

Why wait?

[Wow way to pimp yourself out for old war stories, Aedan. Although it was less about the potentially interesting stories at this point. If that ... helps. In his defense, he's feeling the effects of the club by now, which is why he was being a little more forward than he would have been otherwise.]

[As said, Brantley doesn't mind people being forward at all. He laughs a bit at that. Usually, he is the one who is not being subtle at all.]

Well, I definitely don't mind if you want to pay up now. But I don't think here is a good place for a seedy transaction. Maybe somewhere more private.

[He chuckles a bit. He still thinks Aedan is just playing with him, so he replies with a cheerful tone rather than a flirtatious tone.]

[Legit could not stop laughing at the use of the term "seedy transaction" between two men. I'm a horrible person.

Aedan downs the rest of his drink like a pro, then decides "fuck the police" and reaches over to grab Brantley by his jacket so as to pull him in for a kiss (dexterity 21). Sorry but not sorry if the sudden action made you spill your drink all over yourself...]

[And with the reflex of a turtle, Brantley doesn't even have the chance to blink.(ref 3) And when he starts to feel the sensation of the kiss, he kisses back. Wow, it feels good. He was kinda in a dry spell, so he'll just enjoy it as much as he can. And since Brantley was holding his glass when Aedan grabbed him, he is definitely very wet now. And some of the drink also hit Aedan, so let's just say both of them are wet.]

[Yeah, Aedan can relate. I guess this is what happens when you haven't gotten laid in like a year and suddenly inhibitions go flying out the window. First person that flirts with you is gettin' one. In this case, that happens to be Brantley.

But he doesn't seem to give two shits about the fact that that he's wearing half of the other man's drink or that they are surrounded by impressionable young people because he doesn't stop.]

[And Brantley doesn't stop either. He snogs him relentlessly like someone who has never made out before. And when it starts feeling really good (dex 17), he breaks it up.]

Let's find a place more private, shall we?

[Well at least one of them had a reasonably level head. Though the sudden lack of kissing makes Aedan realize he's wearing half the bar. If nothing else, they should go get cleaned up somewhere because they looked like a couple of hot messes.]

Lead the way. [#priorities.]

[And Brantley leads them to the utility room. Is it really a good idea to go to a place like that? Definitely not, one of those VIP private room would be better if they're gonna do it. But that's not what on his mind right now, only his delicious lips. And it's certainly better than a restroom, right?(wis 6)

As soon as they arrive, he is back to kissing him for a brief moment before saying a couple saucy words.]

Why don't we take off our clothes and let them dry for a while?

[Yeeeeeah, great choice in locale. Fortunately neither of them are here for the ambiance.]

That sounds like a wonderful idea.[Not that he gives two fucks about their clothing at this point apart from getting it out of the way sooner rather than later. He shrugs out of his jacket and rips off his tie--both of which are tossed carelessly aside before working on the rest.

Hopefully Brantley doesn't mind bottoming because Aedan will be topping this little adventure. And with that, it looks like it's time for baby's first sex roll:

Strength - 15 (here's hoping Brantley likes it a little rough, because he's gettin' one)
Dexterity - 16 (clearly Aedan knows what he's doing okay, even if it has been a while)
Constitution - 13 (so it's been over a year and he could have lasted a little longer w/e)
Wisdom - 9 (apparently Aedan is more concerned about meeting his own needs sry)
Charisma - nat 20 (at least he managed to remain sexy as hell despite being selfish)

Hey, it could have gone a whole lot worse on his end. Especially since they're probably trying to keep off the floor as much as humanly possible (thank you, strength check), because who rolls around naked in a utility room...?]

[Brantley doesn't mind bottoming at all, he takes everything he can get. He follows him, taking off his clothes hastily. Because he can't resist getting a piece of that meat anymore. And let's see how he is doing after a very long period of drought.

Strength 5- He is not used to getting it rough from behind, okay?
Dexterity total 20- Yeah, he is good with his hand and mouth. He is pretty experienced.
Constitution 13- Brantley doesn't last that long either, just about the right time, same as Aedan.
Wisdom 19- He knows what a man needs. Been doing this for a long time.
Charisma 25- Somehow he looks like a porn star while doing this, sexy and hot.

Just after reaching the climax, still wearing nothing, Brantley falls sitting on the floor, feeling a little bit overwhelmed by all the pounding. He looks at Aedan and smiles.] That felt really good. I'd never had it... hard...like that. [Also while they were doing it, Aedan might notice a burn scar covering a quarter of Brantley's back.]

I'm glad you enjoyed it. [He will take that compliment, thank you. And while he definitely noticed Brantley's scar, he wasn't going to bring it up immediately afterward like, "so about that burn scar on your back." Brantley still owed him some stories, so there was always a chance he wouldn't even need to ask.]

I'll go ahead and assume that was sufficient payment, then. [Said as he retrieves his pants from where the're draped over the stick of a broom or something.]

Yeah, I guess that's enough for a small piece of information. If you want the whole story, you really have to pay more. [Satisfied and in a good mood, he chuckles cheerfully.] Why don't you go ahead? I'm gonna rest here for a while. You really made me spent all my energy. [And he says that without any intention to get up and put on some clothes. Maybe that's not a really good idea. People tend to break things at a party and the room they're in is usually the first place the cleaner visits before anything else.]

[Is it bad that he's sort of proud that he managed to wear Brantley out like that? Because the other man's admission serves as one of those "aw yis, i still got it" moments after all this time.]

Suit yourself. [He's pulled on his shirt, and is already buttoning it back up.]

[He is still just sitting when Aedan almost finishes putting his clothes on.] Have a good night.

Edited 2014-04-23 02:40 (UTC)

Likewise. [Don't sit in the broom closet too long if you can help it, mang. Adios~]

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