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multi - muse blog for @consortiumhq. penned by jays [ 28, he / him, est ]. muses & their important links can be found below !
CASIMIR [ merman, 1,019, owner of sea shells ] ; visage, body, musings, headcanons, wants, interactions
SANTINO [ were-jaguar, 43, veterinarian at tails & paws ] ; visage, body, musings, headcanons, wants, interactions
ZEYAN [ djinn, unknown, columnist at the daily share ] ; visage, body, musings, headcanons, wants, interactions
Xavion beats his thumb onto his cell touch screen for a final time, until he throws it across his couch. Obviously, he had succumbed to frustration during the whole blackout mess. During it he, along with his assistant, was housed in one of his apartments located in The Dome. He had a lingering thought to maybe explore out there and try to help, however, his team successfully peer pressured him into doing the opposite. They claimed it was mostly for his safety, but he took that with a grain of salt. He grabbed the shot glass sitting atop the coffee table and grabbed the gin bottle in another hand. He cleared his throat at the burning liquor once it traveled down. The man produced a heavy sigh before getting up from the seat, aiming to move his legs out of boredom. He casually scrolled across the carpeting of his living room before heading towards the kitchen eventually. He stretched his biceps upon reaching the counter. Xavion prepared to open the cabinet; however, he halted that action after hearing a slight commotion from the outside of his apartment door. His brows immediately perked, signaling the immediate peek of curiosity. He moved to the door and eyed through the peephole but seen nothing directly in front of him. His boredom likely precepted the next action, but he went forth regardless. The door was slowly opened by him as he peeked in the hall, instinctively looking to the right. He saw an individual standing a few doors down, who seemed to be enwrapped in something. The expression on their face made him deduce as such. “Hey yo…you good?” he asked simply.
the blackout wasn't a problem for him. in fact, santino was finding that he preferred the fact that not everyone was going to be able to see clear during the night time. thanks to his eyes, that of a jaguar, he had an unfair advantage when it came to getting around. that still didn't mean that people weren't going to get in his way. someone was running through the halls of the building and had bumped into him. his chinese takeout had crashed into his chest and it caused him to grumble, eyes flashing at them. still, he picked the food up and discarded it, but he was now going back home without food and a dirty white t-shirt. at least he was going to luck himself out and didn't have to deal with people anymore. or so he thought.
that was when he heard someone else comment and he turned the key halfway through the lock. “i'm fine, just go back -” something was off though. whoever had opened the door had made way for a familiar scent to fill his nose. something that he hadn't smelled since he had been home. even then, something from his past. he pulled the key out and turned around to face the nosy neighbor and then he saw him. xavion? what the hell was he doing here? santino's shoulders tensed up, almost like he was worried someone else knew him around these parts. “xavion?” he could have been wrong, although he didn't think that he was. the chance that he was, probably was below one. “when did you get here?” apparently this was turning into an interegation now. he didn't even care about his dirty shirt.
Kal suppressed his next set of words once he felt the other’s hands on his waist. As Casimir casually steered them towards the sectional, the dancer grinned and kept an obstinate glance of his own; he thoroughly enjoyed looking into this man’s eyes already. “I sure don’t, got no qualms about that at all,” he was slick with his words. The incubus could already feel the warmth that festered between the two with their bodies close in proximity to one another. He let out a short grin once he hit the cushion. “Absolutely, the spaciousness has always been the selling point.” When Casimir placed a hand on his chest, it incentivized Kal to move about more audaciously now that the circumstances allowed them some privacy. At this point, he’d been completely locked into his interest of the other man. “I’m glad you like it though, enjoy it- “ he started before slowly taking the hand that had been on his chest. He brought it up to his lips and gently placed a kiss on it. He gave a penetrative look to the other before continuing. “And…enjoy me,” Kal cooed as he put the other’s hand back to his chest and gradually moved it to his lower area, a little past his belly button. There was a pause in the air as he continued with his deep staring before his lips moved forward, kissing Casimir’s, doing his best to project the adamancy he had in wanting to indulge.
when it came down to his connections with other people, casimir wasn't going to be the one to shy away from physical touch or whispering sweet nothings to their ear. especially when they were as good looking at kal. so hearing that he had no qualms about that was the only approval that he needed to keep on going. “well good, because that means i have you for at least the next hour to keep on exploring this place. right?” he nodded and hummed softly as the spaciousness was mentioned. “enough space to move around if we need to find another position.”
there was no doubt in his mind where the incubus had wanted to take things. so the merman wasn't going to be the one to hold back either. “oh trust me, i'm going to enjoy every part of you before the sun comes up.” he returned the kiss softly at first. tilting his head to the right and letting his lips explore the other man's. that was when his hand continued to explore his body on his own. it went over kal's crotch and his fingers wrapped around his shaft, even over his clothes. he started to palm it slowly, teasing him to see how hard he was. casimir's mouth then trailed down to kiss his jaw and lowered himself down to his neck. he started to suck warm spots on it. not enough to leave a mark, at least yet, but enough to send jolts of pleasure coursing through the other's body. hopefully.
▽ : kris domingo.
❛ oooh, big macho I see ~ ❜ khrisette can't help but tease as they can see the other was gruff & tough with no push or fear. everyone's the big man until some real scary shit happens. ❛ louisiana : new orleans, t' be exact. had a few uh … dalliances that hailed from there so ‘m sorta familiar with the accent. ❜ a set of thick country boys who were cornfed and well-bred … or should they say, well-breeders. from what it looked like, the peaches didn’t jump too far from the tree. considering everything was already all dark, the cook slides their shades back on as they take another swig of their flask, realizing they'd need to re-up soon. ❛ oh, y' must be one of them ‘shifters’ right ? the ones who like to run in the creep ‘a night when the moon’s out and proud ? ❜ they weren't judging: hell if they wanted to get stripped down, kris would too: they were long overdue for a ritual dance to big ol' Dio so why not knockout two birds ? ❛ was on the way to get some chips or one of those itty bitty poundcake slices from the bodega or … shit, just snacks in general so I could smoke, but they probably getting robbed or something right now: folks act like they go crazy inna blackout. ❜ the humans didn't really have a reason to, though: every supernatural being knew that total darkness was a call to the wild.
❛ are y' normally this expressive ? ❜ it's not the first thing that santino wants to ask krisette. actually, he doesn't want to ask them much of anything, but he's still in the middle of a conversation. leaving now would be considered rude. ❛ i should've known. ❜ he doesn't mean anything harmful. people from louisiana were normally out there. at least the ones that he's spoken to. ❛ there's a lot of generalizations there, but yeah. i'm one of tha' shifters. were-jaguar specifically. we ain't gonna have a problem, are we ? ❜ he doesn't appreciate the level of knowledge that the other has on him now. ❛ what are y' ? ❜ again, it's not something that he's going to be too concerned about. he just doesn't like it when someone has one up on him. he cracks his head a little bit along with his knuckles while he listens to what they were getting up to before the lights went out. ❛ i can go with y' if y' want. don't know if y' have night vision, but i reckon i can guide you around to those snacks y' need right now. ❜ they can steal them. that's also an option. still, he's not going to look so gung ho about it. ❛ unless y' too scared to confront one of the crazies right about now. we can just hide out somewhere. ❜ again, if he needs a partner in crime during all of this.
⋄ : diamond cartier.
❛ what's the matter ? traded in your tail for two left feet ? ❜ while that was more so a light jest than anything, they had been made aware that most merfolk's first time walking was like stepping on broken glass, and while most people did just go to the gentlemen's club for some ass in their vision and more in the basement, they were sure you had to at least move like you were enticing. when the detective hears the revealed food items, they lightly grimace, mostly because those options weren't their taste. as a cat of sorts, they were admittedly that of a picky eater, especially with greasy stuff like a loaded hot dog: too much stuff going on with that. ❛ at least you had something fulfilling: those are usually what we catch perps eating in the midst of drug busts … the hot dogs, not the pretzels. when asked the question mid bite of another cut piece of pancakes. ❛ I promise it's not milk despite stereotypes; if I had to have anything, it would be oranges. ❜ there was actually sushi, but given their aquatic friend's devotion to the sea, diamond felt best they leave it out. ❛ the ones by the market are best and easy to peel without toil. ❜ but anything's easy to peel with those claws.
❛ that seemed to be the case. at least at the beginning. ❜ a lot changed in ten years. casimir had been on land before coming to new york city, but not long enough where it could matter. a weekend tryst couldn't compare to actually needing a place to stay and a job. now, he prides himself in not bumping into things or falling when he's just trying to walk. in his eyes at least, he's come a far way. the fact that criminals are caught eating hot dogs makes him laugh softly. long enough to pause eating and grab his glass. ❛ do they really stop to buy one instead of just running ? people must really think that they're not going to get caught. ❜ he takes a sip and then puts the glass back down. casimir then returns to his pancakes, eating another piece after cutting it with the side of his fork. ❛ oranges, huh ? do you like them sweet or more on the acidic side ? ❜ from what he's tasted, there is a difference. especially if you prefer blood oranges to regular. ❛ anything that you can eat right with your hands is always good. ❜ less of a hassle.
He gestured a slight nod as he listened to the man answer his question. Kal couldn’t help but let his eyes trail to Casimir’s lips. As beautiful as they were, Kal also discerned a sort of gentleness from his tone of voice. The combination of them both, along with the subsequent touch from behind, garnered a sense of comfort. This type of aura from someone was, admittedly, something he would feed on and use to manipulate another. However, in this moment, it wasn’t a tactic he found necessary nor something he wanted to do. There was a genuine want to just have a good time with the man in front of him.
Kal let his molars show through a smile as the lips touched the skin on his cheek. His eyes never deviated from Casimir. “Well-” he started to say before he raised his hand to gingerly lounge on the other’s shoulder. “If I had to say, it’d be the grand sectional most days. Restorative energy kind of seeps through the cushions, at least that’s how it feels.” His hand traversed over to now delicately rubbing the man’s chin. “Care to see if you’d have the same experience?” he perked a brow at his suggestion.
there was something about kal that he couldn't put his finger on. he knew that the man's nature seemed to be seductive, at least from what he could tell, but he also didn't think that he was harmful. not in the grand scheme of things. casimir wanted to get to know him more and a part of that also meant getting to explore his body. so he listened intently to the answer, eyes drifting over to the sectional. then he his eyes landed on kal again as he leaned into the touch. a small smile forming on his face in the process. “anything that helps restore one's energy gets some brownie points in my book. so that might be my favorite as well.”
he moved both of his hands to grab the other by his waist. then he slowly started to inch both of them towards the piece of furniture. his gaze showed all of the intent behind his eyes. pure, but gentle. raw, but soft. “since i know you already enjoy it, you won't mind if i set you on top of it. will you?” a smirk formed on his face as he tossed kal on the sofa. soon enough, he was climbing up right beside of him as well. “oh, it is soft. rather large too. lots of space to move around.” he moved up until he could place a hand on his chest.
♡ : cj barnes.
the wink makes cj smile: as a cupid, cj was a bringer of love and pleasure, so as good as this made them feel, it was also their responsibility to make casimir feel just as pleasured in this encounter. and feeling the throbbing sensation of how the jewelry-maker's cock was rutting from out of the blue string and against the fabric of the sofa as if it were the split of the cherubim's bubble butt, they could definitely sense that casimir was feeling amazing from it. their hand lingers until it softly slides out of not being able to hold it anymore when their velvety folds are gently sucked on, making the frame of their cunt slick with that pretty pussy nectar as the merman stimulates their sex orally. when digits are added to the equation, cj's supple thighs spread a bit more with a breathy gasp of bliss, propped back on their elbows as they look down and watch with such anticipation as casimir explores their pussy with such interest. the pull of their hips forward makes the cupid stick their tongue out just a bit, watching how focused they were making them even more aroused. ❛ fuck … my tits ~ ❜ cj bites down on their bottom lip as a thumb rubs on their pink nub, like a switch flicked for another little twitch of arousal from their cunt against cas's lips, the hand that was on his head now groping their right one for even more feelings.
thankfully he doesn't care too much about getting things dirty. since cj is turning him on soo much that his cock leaking simply can't be contained by the tiny little string trying to hold it back. he's almost certain that as he starts rutting against the couch, looking for some sort of release, that he's also rubbing some of his pre cum on it. none of that matters to the merman. the only thing on his mind and that's his focus right now is making sure that the cupid feels enough pleasure to reach their orgasm. several times hopefully. hearing them comment about their tits makes him pull away from their core for a couple of seconds. ❛ are they sensitive? ❜ his brows push together as his mouth goes back to working on the other's center. lips wrap around the other folds as he starts to suck the sensitive spot there. now, two fingers are rubbing in between the lips too, slowly going up and down. all the while, his other hand gives more attention to their tits. casimir squeezes the bud of cj's nipple in between his fingers and then tugs on them slowly. he finally lowers his mouth so that his tongue can circle around their cunt too. doesn't push it inside just yet, but teases them enough to hopefully get more of a reaction out of them too. casi wants to push all of their buttons.
▽ : kris domingo.
well, it was nice to know they weren't the only one wondering out alone. moving the phone as the guy hisses like a cat, kris puts it away as they take off their shades and lift them on their ponied dreads, revealing their alarmingly red eyes as they gaze over the other. definitely a looker, like one of those 2000s mechanics gay pornstar posters they got up in their apartment. ❛ eh, that sounds like it could happen. ❜ the maenad takes a swig from their reddish flask, this one longer. when they here the wee-jaguar speak, khrisette's ears pick up on that southern accent with ease. ❛ oh, you from th' south too ? nice ~; sound like you a bit too … mellowed to be from florida so I'm gonna guess … georgia peach ? ❜ kris raises a knowing brow as they wait on a confirmation. ❛ I been in freakie situations ‘n whatnot: though th' riverboat's weird shit is different that this place's weird shit. ❜ either way, kris wasn't all that motivated to freak out, but they were buzzed so it wasn't all that essential to right now. ❛ you got anywhere to go ? streets kinda ain't safe when this stuff happen so people either stay in or move in pairs, hommes. ❜
the red eyes at least clues him into the fact that they're not human. his own eyes glow golden before they return back to their normal brown shade. thinking about what caused the blackout isn't something that he's going to worry about too much either. whatever it was, as long as it doesn't kill him he's not going to get involved with it. ❛ yeah, i am. ❜ he shifts a bit, stretching out his arms and neck. almost like he's uncomfortable that he was found out that quickly. ❛ georgia exactly. guess you've gotten around some to know that? ❜ someone born and raised in the city isn't going to guess it right down to the state. ❛ streets are perfectly safe if you're able to protect yourself. ❜ santino steps forward and crosses his arms over his chest. he doesn't think he needs the company. a shifter that doesn't trust easily. still, he also can't see kris bringing him any harm. might as well not ruffle someone's feathers. ❛ i ain't going anywhere though. free as a bird or whatever they say. ❜ he shrugs his shoulders a bit. ❛ so i guess we're a pair now ? you in any rush to get somewhere? ❜
“Special treatment it is,” Kal grinned lowly as he leaned on the wall as well, mirroring the other. The elevator doors closing signified the beginning of their “lively” night, and perfectly granting them more of an enigmatic veil, away from the bustle currently happening in the club. “Oh trust, we’re definitely getting into some things,” he gave a wink of his own. It wasn’t long before the elevator ascended, and they reached their stop. Kal raised up from the wall and turned his back to face the opening door. He gingerly grabbed Casimir’s hand and casually walked backward, leading him out. He was confident that the door wouldn’t close just yet.
The sly look he wore again led them into a spacious room. “Welcome to where we employees recline and restore,” Kal informed. There was a spacious, monumental crystalized sectional dead in the center. Vanities aligned against the walls, complete with another bar and dressing rooms attached in each corner. Darkness and diamonds were a perfect way to describe the room. Now out of the elevator, Kal stopped, positioning them both near the sectional. His brows perked while he bit his bottom lip, “Is this what you’ve imagined?”
“you know, a man can get used to this. it's a dangerous thing.” again, not something that caismir is going to fight too hard. if kal wants to give him some special treatment, then who is he to deny the other? he grabbed the man's hand again and continued to walk forward with him. he didn't look around too much. something about the moment had his eyes locked in on the worker. almost like he was enchanted by him. “you're going to be trouble for me, aren't you?” he grinned as he asked the question, although he meant no harm by it. maybe he liked a little bit of danger. it kept things fun and he could tell that there was never going to be a dull moment next to kal.
so when they step inside of the room, caismir's eyes finally broke away from the employee. he looked around and his brows perked up. “it's beautiful. almost half of it wasn't something that i expected for all of you to restore your energy, but it seems to be even more fitting.” his arm slid behind kal, bringing him in closer now as he took in the scenery. a small smile formed on his lips as he leaned in to kiss the man's cheek. “what's your favorite piece of furniture here? the place where you feel the most comfortable?” curiosity always got the best of him.
⋄ : diamond cartier.
all the retort for the ‘right’ to be naked: cas sure had his priorities right as diamond rolls their eyes. ❛ you sure make an over-efforted case for being naked in public: if you're so restricted, you know you can get a job at vices. be as naked as you wish and get a hefty tip from what I've been told. ❜ diamond suggests as they substitute their milk for tea, though an image of the merman shaking ass and grinding in a cage flashes and they need another sip of the tea. but then they know how handsy those patrons get and the detective really had no qualm in snapping a wrist in half on casimir's behalf so perhaps that wasn't the best course of career change. taking their fork and knife to cut, diamond ate very ‘proper’ so to speak: it was one of those quirks they garnered from their parents and it carried out into adulthood, much to their chagrin. biting into the pancakes triangled, diamond agrees with casimir's complement. ❛ what was your first taste of ‘human’ food when you first ventured on land ? ❜ they were curious, as they didn't look it but casimir was years and years older than them.
the idea of him working at vices makes him laugh a bit. ten years ago, that would have never been something that a person would suggest. hopefully that hints to how far he's come. ❛ i'm not restricted. merfolk are pretty free in general. ❜ that's why he has no problem with nudity. he doesn't have to be naked all the time, but he doesn't mind it either. ❛ i don't think i have the moves to be up there. maybe that's just my way of thinking though. ❜ casimir has an appreciation of the workers at vices. they're not only skilled with their moves, but also amazing conversationalists. he notices their difference in eating and wonders if it might be because of the difference of growing up on land and in the sea. he rips another piece with his fork and digs in again. ❛ it was one of those pretzels that they sell on the street. shortly followed by a loaded up hot dog. i preferred the pretzel over anything else. ❜ no doubt about it either. the merman looks over at diamond and then glances down at the milk. ❛ what's your favorite food or drink ? something you can't go without ? ❜
▽ : kris domingo / kris was going for snacks at a bodega in the middle of the blackout.
when you have your earbuds on, blasting DOECHII, going to the bodega for a bag of cheetos ( the off brand ones ) & plan to go back to your place & get blitzed, you don't really expect for the whole city to black out. at first, kris rubs their eyes to make sure that whatever they might have taken before wasn't just kicking in. but a couple of blinks and everything was basically still pitch black. ❛ fuuuuck … ❜ the maenad groans as they pull their flask out and take a swig, looking up and hearing a bunch of gasps and distant conversations of shock as there's no power … well, anywhere. taking out their phone and getting a bunch of texts from the diner's waiters that shit was going awry and all the appliances were cut off and nothing was working. he kind of hoped they didn't expect them to try and cook burgers with no working grill, but they'd swing by and check in. moving their phone's light around, they shine it on one person. ❛ aye, you got any idea on what's going on ? ❜
while unexpected, the blackout doesn't entirely put him out. luckily enough, santino's eyes are adjusted to be able to see at night. so as he's walking down the street, he doesn't notice too much of a change. if it weren't for the people all complaining and groaning around him, the shifter might not notice anything was up in general. when he finally comes to it, then a flash comes out of nowhere and nearly blinds him. the were-jaguar hisses a bit as he raises his left hand to cover his eyes. ❛ i'm just walking here. ❜ georgia twang can be heard as he speaks, finally lowering his hand down. ❛ based on what i can hear, the lights went out all throughout the city. maybe a witch has cursed this place. ❜ fuck, the animals. he sighs as he looks over at them, wondering if he has something to worry about at the clinic. ❛ are you okay though ? ❜ not that he really cares too much about anyone in new york city. at least not yet. still, he can at least hold up pretenses while he thinks about what's next.
♡ : cj barnes.
whenever cj got into a steamy or romantic like this, their vision got all blurry and bliss like in their peripheral. maybe it was part of their allure that every fuck for them like sort of like the first time: eager, a little bashful, but exciting. watching as cas peels off the thin string that covered their sex til all that was literally on their body was nothing but their necklace. each kiss brings the gentlest set of goosebumps along where lips meet skin until it's time to kiss another set of lips. cj manages to stifle a moan as the merman's tongue rubs sweetly in the split of their cunt, doe-like eyes fluttering as they look down, watching casimir's pretty head shift and move in between the valley of their thighs, feeling their muscle's tip circle ghostly rings along their pussy. not hesitating to place a gentle hand along their head as if to sort of keep it there but mostly as a sign that they were enjoying every bit of it, expression a mix of fluster and giddiness, especially with how those sea coded eyes gaze up. ❛ you're off to a really great start, cas ~ ❜ and this was just the pre-cursor.
when the hand presses against his head, he's confident. plus the words of affirmation do well to ensure that casimir doesn't stop what he's doing. instead of responding and risking peeling his lips away from that juicy core, he just winks up at cj. enough to show them that this truly is just the beginning. then he wraps his lips around one of theirs and begins to softly suck. at the same time, his right hand slides in between their legs and moves up until it's able to slide right next to his mouth. as he's sucking different spots up and down the cupid's lips, his middle finger is rubbing the sensitive area in between both folds. up and down slowly. he doesn't want to jump into their clit or cunt just yet, so he's trying to tease the areas around first. his left hand pulls them closer, like a hunger man that's just sat down for a meal. then it snakes up to find their pecs again. casimir is determined to reach all of their sensitive spots at the same time. his thumb presses down and starts to rub on the bud of their nipple. soft touches for now.
A jaguar sighted in Pantanal, Mato Grosso, Brazil. Photographed by Marlon du Toit.
⋄ : diamond cartier.
but if I told you to strip on lexington, you'd be down to your tail-fin in seconds is what they wanted reply with, but they didn't want to give casimir any ideas at the moderately possible notion of getting a call about morgan standing naked in front of a corner. ❛ now you're just playing semantics, but if that were the case, I don't think most were-creatures are in the business of flashing humans for the sake of just that, though the more pressing matter would be reports of someone shifting from a wolf to a human. ❜ which was a more complicated process depending on the circumstance. ❛ you'd like that, wouldn't you; maybe I'll just snag them off you when you're not looking ~ ❜ diamond lightly smirks as their pointing nail shifts just a bit before reverting back. ❛ all that you mentioned here: have at whatever you want. ❜ diamond waves as they bring both plates to their coffee table, placing casimir's stack across from them as they pour another glass of milk for themselves. it was an ideal morning, particularly since there wasn't a call in regards to a case or a fresh scene.
the fact that shifting would be the highest concern bodes well for him. mainly because casimir takes that as a win that public indecency is the last thing that people are going to be worried about. so he does stick his tongue out at diamond while tilting his head to the side. ❛ you see. so in that case, you agree that a random person naked in the park isn't going to be the highest priority when someone calls your station ? ❜ almost says it like a matter of fact. ❛ plus, i think people are more happy to see cheeks flashing their face than fangs and claws. ❜ the merman winks as he hops off of the countertop. he grabs the bottle of syrup and then heads on over to the table with the familiar. after pouring some of the syrup on his own stack, he puts the bottle in the center. ❛ they smell and look divine. i'm sure they taste just as good too. ❜ casimir licks his lips as he grabs a fork and starts to cut into the pancakes. when he plops a small piece into his mouth, he moans softly. ❛ oh yeah, real good. ❜ he waits until he swallows to speak, of course.
Shivers practically cradled every pocket of his skin once Casimir trailed his hand down his arm. Kal promptly kept his gaze on him now that his hand was being held. “Mmm,” he curled his lips. “I definitely think we can make something happen,” he tailed it with a sly smile after reassuring. “Follow me,” Kal instructed. He casually led a path back from where he originally came but made a swift diversion before reaching the bathroom again. He led Casimir down another cornered hall that was adjacent. He took occasional glances back at him, persistent with flashing the sly smile.
He also led a path of positive anticipation in regard to what he could possibly get into with the other. The fact that he actually needed to head back to the floor, to work, completely bounced to the back of his mind. Finally, they reached an elevator there, clearly intentionally being tucked away. Kal stopped there and was swift with entering a code to prompt the door to open. “After you darling,” he said with a wink, allowing the other to step inside first before following. “Figured I’d fulfill your wish of seeing the employee side of things.”
there was an unspoken understanding between the two of them that the merman couldn't walk away from. something that told him kal was going to show him a good time. things that he had never seen at vices before. so who was he to walk away from something like that? “i just hope i'm not taking you away from your duties. too much at least.” there was a little bit of selfishness within him that made him not care. although ultimately, casimir knew he never wanted to cause harm to another person's work ethic. still, he continued to follow him around the club.
the elevator was a surprise and it was clear with the expression that washed over his face. he wondered if this is where people got lured in before they were attacked and fed on. since he trusted kal, he didn't hesitate in stepping inside though. he was dying to find out what was on the other side. “a man can get used to this special treatment, so i have to remember this isn't going to be a habit moving forward.” he winked at the other while leaning against the wall. “can't wait to see what i'm getting myself into.” the excitement was genuine.
Kal grinned upon registering the other’s affirmation. The fact that this man seemed to support the sentiment internally revved him up. It more than incentivized him to cure his boredom in any way he saw fit, especially now that he may have developed a partner in crime, so to speak. However, being that it was his work environment, there were parameters in regard to how far he could go. However, that wouldn’t stop the incubus from slithering through any loopholes.
“Well….that sounded so sweet coming from your lips,” he finally uttered back through the grin. “I’m forever grateful for your help,” Kal perked a brow before looking behind at the path he had just walked, then turned back to eye what was up ahead past Casimir. His brown eyes then fell back on top of the other man’s gaze. “You down to see a part of this place you haven’t before? Employee here so, of course access granted,” he urged, biting at his bottom lip once more.
if there was anyone that was expected to be adventurous, he expected it to be in a club like vices. although he wouldn't force them to do anything though. he was just always someone that was up for some fun. however that came about. something about kal told him that he also saw a little bit of himself in him too. someone else that liked to spice things up every now and then. so he would leave it on the incubus' side. follow his lead.
"i'm sure that my lips can saw other sweet things to you as well." a small smile spread across his lips. “and i'm always here to lend a helping hand too.” casimir ran his hand down kal's arm before he ended up holding onto his hand. the merman the nodded a bit. “if you're the one leading the way, i'll go anywhere. i would love to see that employee or vip only section.” the drink was no longer the only thing on his mind. he wanted a chance to explore more of vices, and its employees.
