Prince of the Streets

Blair had always been needy for attention— It had been a main reason as to why he so constantly would bother other people. While that habit of his was dying down, he couldn’t particularly control himself while in this state where he was merely going to go along with whatever was suggested as long as someone paid attention to him and he wasn’t bored. Being bored while drunk was never good.

Glazed brown eyes didn’t hesitate to allow the younger to cup his cheek and bring him closer, merely giving into the pleasant kiss and sighing out contently as arms lifted to wrap around the prostitute’s neck and bring him closer. Ah, what was he doing touching his sides like that— No, he wasn’t going to complain.

As long as they could play whatever game Nate had in mind, he wasn’t going to care. Breathing in carefully through his nose, the older allowed the kiss to linger for a bit longer before pulling away to speak against Nate’s lips. “Mmhh— Okay…”

Blair's arms wrapped around his neck at that kiss, and he couldn't help but enjoy how close the coquette kept him, taking in his expression with a small smile. Moving his hand from Blair's cheek to the older's waist, Nate started tugging his shirt up, starting to explore his torso slowly, trying to keep him calm.

"Just go along with it, and I'll make you enjoy yourself..." Nate murmured, tilting his head before kissing him again. The touch was firmer this time and, slowly, the prostitute started to lower the other to the couch, pulling him in closer to himself. Blair felt warm against him, pleasant, and Nate had to keep himself from rushing too much. No, he wanted to enjoy this moment, take in the sensation and keep Blair from getting too alarmed.

He could start rushing things soon, though. He just had to get Blair more heated. Without hesitating, Nate nipped at Blair's lip a little more harshly before running his tongue over the abused skin, smiling a little into the kiss. He could get used to this... if only Blair was this sweet on a regular basis.

#coquettishcrown

There was a reason as to why the coquette would usually drink by himself. Had he been stupid enough to get this drunk around people, by morning he would be regretting it immensely upon realizing that he had allowed someone to see him in that state and take advantage of it. However, right now he was too out of it to see how much of a mistake he was making for being near the other right now and merely seemed to allow Nate to bring him closer and make a suggestion.

How submissive he was in this state to the point it was disgusting; the complete opposite of what he truly was.

"Ah, hn… Really?" The brunet twitched lightly under the kisses to his neck— his biggest weakspot, one that would always make him melt with ease in Nate’s hold as he allowed the pleasant attention to continue. "Okay, we can play. M’bored, ‘wanna play with you…"

It was almost hard to believe that Blair was so complient right now. He was relaxing with Nate's every touch, when usually, Blair was snapping at him and trying to stay as distant from him as he could. How could Nate be blamed for taking advantage of this great opportunity?

Raising his head, Nate gave Blair a small smile, one of his hands raising to cup the older boy's cheek, pulling him in a little closer to lean in and press his lips to the coquette's. Just a small kiss for now, enjoy the warmth of the the intoxicated boy against him before nipping at his lip in a teasing gesture.

"Alright, then that's what we'll do, Blair," he spoke to him in a calm tone, his fingers starting to run down along Blair's side. "I'll make you feel good, alright, dear?"

#coquettishcrown #B)

He rolled his eyes and watched the reflections of the street lamps within the water. He had only been living in Castelia for a few months so of course he wouldn’t be familiar with the city. The only other times he had been in Castelia were for flight and boat transfers equipped with one day tours of the city that stuck exclusively to the nicest and richest streets and districts. But he wouldn’t let a stranger know about that. Showing weakness only gave others the opportunity to walk all over him. It wasn’t lying, he was saving himself. He always told the truth after all.

"I know Castelia plenty well." He refused to make eye contact. "I’ve lived here for years! Too bad it still hasn’t become any less shitty."

Nate forced himself to stand up as soon as a coat was dropped on him. If he needed to prove a point, he would. He wasn’t that pitiable and he could make it by himself. It’s strange. He wanted a free ride and attention just a moment ago, but his primary purpose was to show how cool he could be to others. Desperation never earned him any friends or admirers in the past and it wouldn’t work now, so he scoffed to the best of his ability, but it came across as pouting yet again.

"I don’t need protection. I can make it home by myself fine. I’m almost an adult." Taking the jacket off his shoulders, he thrust it back into the hands of his doppelganger. "I don’t NEED it. I’m not that desperate." His tone had little bite to it though and he held his hand back out and spoke as quietly as he could… as if getting the words out any louder and accepting help would be too embarrassing.

"… Actually, I’ll take it. I’m cold."

He couldn't help but laugh a little at the younger boy's conflict, giving him a smile as he raised the jacket again and placed it over his shoulders rather than handing it to him. What a little irritable boy this alternate of his was, but in a way, he could almost relate to him in some things other than just appearance.

"Well, mister almost-an-adult, I'm afraid I can't buy your story that you've lived here forever. I've been in here for a while myself, so I know just where to go to get some nature around here, and trust me, the docks aren't it, unless you consider dirty sea water to be nature." Stretching, Nate folded his arms behind his head, giving the younger boy a smile. "You say you don't need help, but you know, you look like you could use some help getting up on your own feet around here."

Of course, he didn't think this boy could go down the same road he did - no, he was far too snarky to be able to please customers smoothly enough to get money to live. Besides, as much as it works for Nate, he wasn't exactly eager to drag people into this sort of life - it could be degrading and humiliating, after all. Not everyone was prepared to deal with the mental and physical demands to put up with it. However, it didn't mean that Nate didn't have any way to help this guy.

"If you want, I can show you the ropes. I mean, I can't exactly whip out a job for you out of thin air, but I can at least help you look. And, you know, not let you die of cold and starvation." Lowering a hand to the boy's head, he ruffled his hair teasingly. "I mean, I know it's hard to accept help, but hey, at least consider it. It's not like I'm going to hold it over your head... for long, at least... and it would make things easier."

#heroofboundaries

colourfulideals

Ah, seeing that look of surprise on Nate’s face couldn’t have fed his ego more right now! Touya was always like this when he was under the influence of alcohol. Bold, daring and unpredictable because he was free of his usual inhibitions that hindered him from doing whatever he wanted. As Nate always pestered him, it only served the prostitute right if he ended up on his back for once.

Smug asshole. Nate pissed him off so badly! Of course he wouldn’t back down so easily this time. It was already such a pleasant sight to have Nate wearing the handcuffs — good thing, he hadn’t given them back yet, huh? But ah, he should have expected the prostitute to do something like this, to take advantage of the handcuffs and tug him down, right into a kiss that Touya returned without hesitation, eagerly pressing his lips against the other’s and scowling at the smirk. Disgusting. It really pissed him off—

And for that very reason he harshly bit down on Nate’s bottom lip and licked over the abused skin before he moved down.

"Shut up, you’re talking wayyy too much, Nate,” cue a nip to the boy’s neck, while his hands roamed down his chest and snuck underneath the fabric of his shirt, immediately caressing the skin ever so eagerly. He hadn’t wanted to play one of those games with the prostitute, but shit, he couldn’t resist anymore. Not when he finally had a chance to get back at the boy for all he had done to him so far. “Let’s put your voice to better use, shall we? ♪” Touya smiled against the younger’s skin, right before he ground down against him, rolling his hips deliberately slow.

He could feel Touya frowning against his lips, but that was hardly something he cared about, right now - now when Touya was kissing him back so eagerly, his body pressed against his so warm and inviting. A gasp escaped from his lips as Touya bit down on his lip, the stinging pain almost making him shudder. Ah, Touya really got annoyed with him, didn't he? In a way, it was entertaining but it was so difficult to say he cared when the researcher kept himself busy with running his tongue over the bitten skin, and actually moving down to his neck.

"You're just annoyed I'm talking about things you don't-... hn-" Nate stopped himself, closing his eyes with a sigh as Touya's teeth bit at his skin, sending pleasant shivers down his spine. Ah, so the little dear had decided to give in, then? Hardly something he minded - if anything, he found himself excited at how much bolder Touya was. "... Talking about things you don't like..."

That he didn't like... really. Touya wasn't fooling him - as much as he said he didn't enjoy their time together, the researcher had clearly liked his actions. This was only further proof - the sensation of Touya's fingers slipping underneath his shirt getting him to arch his back against Touya lightly in an attempt to feel more of his touch. For a brief moment, Touya was smiling against his skin - in the next, it didn't matter, as he felt Touya's hips grounding against his slowly, the friction sending a jolt of pleasure.

"Hah... well, let's see how well you're able to keep my voice occupied, hm?" His fingers tightened on Touya's shoulders, his legs tightening against the researcher's sides as he slowly rolled his hips back against his, letting out a sigh at the sensation. It was surprising to have Touya actually taking the lead, but if that's what his little vixen wanted to do, Nate couldn't find one single reason why this wouldn't be welcomed. He liked being in control, most of the times, but when it was someone who entertained him like him... ah, he could handle letting Touya lead once in a while.

#colourfulideals

Closed;

.If there was a talent contest for pissing someone off just by existing, this near stranger was winning it in Nate’s book. Everything about him just oozed prick but his stomach told him otherwise. A killer personality wasn’t the point, food was. Still, getting a few bucks to make the hunger pangs stop was starting to seem like more and more of a long shot and Nate wasn’t gonna be stupid enough to stay long with a stranger in an alley. If this taller doppelganger brought out a knife or a gun or even hostile pokemon, he only had a tiny letter opener in his back pocket to defend himself and he was not gonna risk it.

"Your face fucked things up." Honestly was the best policy, right? "You looked like my fucking long lost cousin or some shit and I lost my place because I glanced at you for two seconds because I honestly thought I was looking in a mirror. I haven’t eaten in two days. Do you even KNOW what that feels like?!" However, honesty was selective. It was his own fault for spending money on games he didn’t even want and the way Nate’s eyes shifted would make it clear to someone who was experienced that he wasn’t telling the entire truth. Really though, he wouldn’t usually have been distracted if the entire scenario hadn’t seemed so surreal.

"Wipe that stupid grin off your face and don’t mess with me!" He wanted to glare and was unaware that it was coming off as pouting. "Don’t steal my name! Do you even exist?! This is like something out of one of those dumb thriller movie things." So much for not risking it. The way he was talking was annoying at best and downright hostile at worst.

"Anyways…" he took a few steps back so he could thrust his hand forward, hoping that was blunt enough to get some cash considering the younger Nate had been oh so kind upon his introduction. "I’m starving and everything good is gonna be gone by now. Would you PLEASE give me just a few bucks? Just for some instant noodles or a cheap burger or something." It was amazing how quickly the younger Nate’s temperament would change when it came down to begging, but Nate always spoke what he thought and reflected all of his emotions in words without a personal censor. He didn’t know if the sudden switch of nature would fill his stomach, but if it didn’t, Nate made a vow to give up and get out of there for his own safety and he was going to live up to his own, personal promise.

#heroofboundaries #SORRY FOR THE DELAY

As much as being told that he fucked things up wasn't the most pleasant thing, this was actually amusing him. Clearly, this boy had never met an alternate before, and by how irritated he seemed, he was not taking it well. Keeping his hands in his pockets, Nate watched this boy huffily snapping at him, finding it more and more difficult to not see him as a kid being too angry because someone was copying them.

That was only made more amusing when the boy actually had the guts to ask him to give him money. This kid didn't really know much about the world, did he? Tilting his head, Nate let out a sigh.

"No, I really exist, and Nate is my name, not something I'm stealing. Considering how much younger you seem, I'd say that you came after me, anyway, so you would be taking my name, but thankfully, these things don't work out like that. We just happen to be similar. I've seen it happening countless times before, and it's really not that big a deal, so calm down, kid." Nate replied in a calm voice, rolling his shoulders. To think that an alternate of his would be actually trying to scavenge for food in Castelia City, and begging a stranger for money... clearly, his survival skill was something that was not natural to his alternates.

It sort of made him feel a little proud. Too bad that he had to deal with this kid right now.

"Now, first things first. Usually, when you're going to ask someone for money, you don't start insulting them first before asking them for charity." Nate replied in a calm tone, placing his hands on his hips as he tried to stop himself from showing how amused he really was. "However, since I'm such a charitable person, I'm willing to pay you a meal. I've had a good night so far, so why not?"

He just hoped that he had the patience to put up with this guy through his dinner. Really, bless his soft heart. In the end, though, it was just a way to spend his time until he recovered enough to be confident that he could get another client and handle it as perfectly as necessary.

"If I wanted to invite you for idle chitchat, I think I would have said it." Amazing that he doesn’t even twitch when the other wraps an arm around his shoulder, but it’s rather obvious he’s tense as hell, earth tones glaring back at the other. "I can get laid anytime I want by anyone I want— Which excludes you, t h a n k s .”

And with that, the arm around him is shoved away.

#coquettishcrown #.... IHAD THIS FINISHED FOR SO LONG BUT I FORGOT IT IN MY DRAFTS.....#I'm trash

Nate only smiles in amusement as he watches Blair, letting the older boy shove his arm away from him and, with a sigh, he folded his arms behind his head. "Aah, I wasn't exactly offering here, you know? If I did it for free all the time I'd go bankrupt. It just makes me wonder, how someone as moody as you and as rude as you actually manages to get into bed with people, at times."

His smile remains innocent, his head tilting to the side as if he was simply curious.

"A lot of what it takes to get people into bed is charm, and well, you kind of seems to be lacking in that department. I could chalk it up to you disliking my profession, but really, that's just baseless prejudice, and doesn't really speak up in your favor."

rakutsus-blog

"I’m gonna fuck my senpai in my police car bed and go vroom vroom all night long."

#!crack;#..... JUST BY A LITTLE BIT THOUGH #too young for him sorry lakie

"I wonder how cocky you would be if you were being fucked in there."

rakutsus-blog

"Looking is more than enough for you to get in trouble with me." Gross. He had a pervert on his hands, apparently— Perhaps even worse. "I have no intention of getting into anything of the sort with a person like yourself, so don’t keep your hopes up whatsoever."

#rakutsus #well you're the one talking about my job so I assume you want to

"Merely looking isn't doing anything bad, you know." He smiled, tilting his head as he took in the smaller boy with an amused smile. "Again, I don't really fuck kids, so I have no interest in doing anything just yet. There's plenty of time for you to change your mind while growing up."

The first comment this douchebag made was about how poor he was? Wow. Nate immediately considered that to be the lowest of the low… even if he really should be looking for a job. “FYI, I was here to look at the water. It’s the closest I can get to actual nature in this damn city.” Recoiling from his attacking stance, Nate collapsed a bit in on himself, wrapping his arms around his legs in order to gather more warmth.

“… I can’t go home now though.” Because he was scared. It would damage his pride to say that but one wrong look at the wrong person in such a huge city and he was gone. He never even did anything worthwhile, so it would have been like he had never existed. But he’d never let a near stranger know that unless the shaking gave it away.

#heroofboundaries #sORRY FOR THE DELAY

"... Clearly, you don't know Castelia City that well, then." The small garden accessible by the sewers was a good place to be close to nature, despite the distastful route to get in there. Still, he wasn't about to teach this kid about the city - he had learned it himself, alone, right? This guy would learn, too.

Still, Nate couldn't help but sigh at the pitiful way the alternate curled around himself to keep warm. Was he really that cold? Why hadn't he bothered to look for a job was beyond Nate's understanding if he was trying so hard to get by. Heavens knew that, in Castelia City, job would find him one way or another, if he kept his mind open. Or at least, that's how it worked with the prostitute.

"Why can't you get home, though? Do you need someone to protect you from the big bad people who hang around the alleys?" Even though he kept his tone taunting, Nate took off his coat, stretching in the cold air as he dropped the fabric over his smaller alternate's shoulders. "You can keep that, by the way."

Blair was far beyond the point of being able to keep himself standing up longer than a few minutes before stumbling and knocking into someone or something… How lucky for him to be in the presence of Nate that was holding him so closely right now and even lead him towards the couch for him to sit, right? He had nothing else to do aside from this, so having some fun with Nate sounded like a great idea— Especially when they haven’t talked much! Why was that? He couldn’t really recall right now, but surely it wasn’t even important right now.

"Dun care what we do!" he chirped once he was on the couch after the other inquired as to what they should do, merely giggling stupidly and swaying from side to side in the most cheerful of manners. "Jus’ wanna have some fun wi’ you, Nate! I’m booooored ♫"

He was beyond the point of controlling himself, merely going along with whatever spilled through his lips. The consequences were always terrible once he woke up in the morning and realizing how stupid he had been while drunk— He had no sense of what he should’ve done, merely going along with whatever was apparently fun in the others eyes that they suggested.

"What’re we gonna playyyy?"