slippery when wet !

perhaps it was his attempt at sensuality, or maybe he was just so pent-up that even an innocent gesture came across as lewd; regardless, it's a bit of a show as he takes the tablet onto his tongue, leif's finger along with it. hell, he even rewards a bold move with one of his own, taking that digit down to base.

grinning, he nods as he swallows it down.

" i'm already having a pretty great time. loose, though? prolly not. " he leans against the bar, sweating a bit from the close proximity to leif and, well, everyone else. " i'm guessing this is the part where you take me somewhere cool so i don't punch the guy behind me? this is the third time he's bumped into me. "

" don't sell yourself short, young friend. the night is still young. " there was something about leland that leif simply loved to tease and also provoke him into wanting more for himself — confidence was sexy and the wolfe was far too famous to be this humble and worked up.

leif nodded at leland's request and followed in pursuit for tapping the man on the shoulder to get him to look his way before leaning forward to whisper something in the ear and the man disappeared in seconds, seeming not wanting to intrude for any longer. " there, problem solved. " with two fingers gesturing the man to the dance floor, leif was excited to get the other onto the dance floor. " you better know how to dance or i'll feel like I wasted some good stuff on you, lee. "

heroescue

! 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 : 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚗.

“ lucky you. ” shanii can't help but remark as their lips meet the tip of the cut and curved glass before setting it down, listening to the ‘origins’ of facade; this arcadia sounded like they had some major pull, maybe even a bit more than the false mask or the overlords. especially to be providing all this. “ fits you to a tee; & bullshit, you just want me wet and naked, but I do wish I had come from a job. this villainy transition is expensive for ex-heroes. been a hiccup figuring out how to start on our own. ” shanii was weary of pledging allegiance to any true group; no good deed goes unpunished and nothing was generously given. “ you seem like you have a lot of know-how; you got any recs on where to get some decent cashflow ? doesn't really have to be proper or clean. ” shanii may have had their own personal codes on shit they wouldn't do but right now their morals were more flexible than ever, so it couldn't hurt to hear. facade seemed like he had cracked some code for doing it, so perhaps there was something to gain in following a similar path.

a cheshire grin found its way onto leif's mouth as he heard shanii's little bit of snark whether it be through jealousy or the fact that perhaps, façade was bragging just a small bit. " blame me? if opportunity knocks, i'm not going to turn it down. " despite his own growing arousal, leif could visibly acknowledge that shanii was a bit too worried about his own financial independence to probably feel sexy and free.

with a sip of his own wine, the man oscillated his wine glass and let the aromas waft towards him while his gaze stayed center on the man in front of him. " there's a lot of pick-up gigs you can find by knowing the right people. just was asked to help rob a bank the other day. " that type of work was beneath leif, but perhaps it wouldn't be for shanii. " we always have work if you're keen on stealing encrypted files from labratories. we could always use someone of your talents. " pausing for a second, leif had to continue. " i wouldn't mind the eye candy either. "

#c: shanii #shanii 001.

leland would definitely describe himself as controlled chaos. where his irish twin was free and unpredictable, he was a bit more calculated and more than willing to wreak a little havoc. but it still implied control, something that, despite his protests, he didn't relinquish easily.

" maybe, maybe something top secret and dangerous. " he laughs as he slips closer, their chests nearly touching now. the overwhelming scent of cologne and sweat hit him suddenly, but it wasn't unpleasant, he smelled a bit like bubblegum himself, but that was definitely sweated off by now.

" is that what this is? you wanna dance with me? " he dips his head lower, tilting his chin up and extending his tongue. " hit me. "

with a turn of his head, leif let out a light chuckle at leland's declaration that he had been doing something dangerous. perhaps, certainly but also, if façade was a betting man he'd say it was probably something tame and lackluster. he couldn't tell if leland was uncomfortable with their proximity or if he craved the tug of desire from anyone who might've not wanted to be around him for simply being a wolfe brother. " yes, of course - very secret, very dangerous. "

a hand like a surgeon plucking the pill from the bag as he placed it on leland's tongue and shoved it into his mouth with his own thumb pressing it in to let leland suck on it if he was surprised enough by the action to do so. " there we go, now you can loosen up and actually have a good time. "

heroescue

║▌║█║▌│║▌║▌█ “ you kidding ? I'd fucking off myself before I get swept off and locked away by those idiots. ” kickstarters … more like boyscouts. a bunch of glorified sidekicks who think they're gonna be the crown 7 when most of them don't have the pedigree, mold, or acclaim to even be considered. hopeless fucks. “ just been trying to get some stuff in order; transitioning from heroism to villainy isn't a cheap thing.” they sigh as one hand sips along the fancy-schmancy wine that leif poured and the other with fingers positioned to a lazy burning cig. “ you seem to be doing pretty damn fine for yourself, though; place's pretty nice. ” fit in with the chameleon's taste from what they've known. they swallow the wine and take an inhale before the smoke sifts from their lips. they could imagine napping on a couch like that, the interior design and all that good shit; better than rats fucking scattering through the walls.

#c: typhoon #typhoon 001.

leif couldn't help but laugh at the offense taken at his little comment about the kickstarters. " i know, they're a fucking joke. " chuckling to himself at the thought of them even remotely trying to be successors for the seven was quite the laughing matter. " wouldn't know — i started my career with the overlords and worked my way up to help arcadia. man's mysterious as hell, it's why he needs someone to do a lot of the dirty work. even i don't know what he looks like. " perhaps in another life facade would've been a hero, but the villanous life paid well enough and kept him content with everything his putrid little heart could desire. " you like? i just moved in a couple of months ago. i'd lie and say it's too bougie for me but i can't help that i like nice shit. " a little laugh before gesturing the man inside. " i even started a bath for you, i figure you were coming from a job or something. "

that look made him feel invisible and the center of attention all at once. leif was the kind of unattainable that made him think of a teen drama, where the nerd lusts after the jock. naturally, he was a lot cooler than the average gamer, he had his brothers to thank for that; just lax enough to have fun and establish his own personal style, just disciplined enough to not be a total menace to society.

" things have just been a little busy on my end, parties like this are a lot harder to work into my schedule. " sipping slow from his drink, his eyes flicker down to the pills presented to him, cocking a brow. " and what mystical concoction have you come up with this time? " he asks, finding himself slipping just a little closer.

there was a transparency in the way that leif looked through leland but also right at him too of a man who knew exactly what he wanted to do without shame or hesitation in grasping for it. after a year or so of now knowing leland, he wanted to see the man loosen his grip on life and relax especially considering their location.

“ oh, is this big fancy hero business? “ it wasn't wasn't necessarily leif teasing the young wolfe, but a reminder that even in the dim lights and the pounding bass — the outside world still existed. extending an arm for the other to get in closer, smelling the musk of sweat and whatever cologne he had sprayed on hours ago, leif plopped a pill out of the bag and offered it in his hand for leland to slurp up. ” it's just molly, something to take off the edge a little and get you dancing. "

one of the youngest members of the wolfe dynasty felt as if he wasn't living up to his name. elite production family, old money, and yet he hadn't built up a reputation for being a party boy. well, his closest buddies were determined to turn things around for him.

it was one of those underground raves, invite-only and infrequent enough to maintain an aura of mystique around it. with the connections he had, getting in was no issue at all.

he danced, grinded up on a couple faceless people in the crowd, partied enough to need a damn break.

he finds himself at the corner of the bar, when a drink is slid his way. confused, he glances over to spot the bartender motioning to the donor of said drink, a familiar face he'd seen around here plenty of times.

the hints of a smile playing at his lips, he motions the man over, sliding aside to give him a little room to squeeze in close.

@itsafacade

leif loved a good fucking party — there was something about the fleeting inhibition, the proximity to others, and the slew of casual drug use that had the man hooked. it felt like one of the only times where he could let his hair down and just enjoy the slop and mess that often came with the party. this time it had been a rave, the quickened bpms, and femboys and girls licking on their cherry lollipops as if they weren't high out of their minds. that's not who leif wanted though, his eyes trailed through the crowd with his own concoction in his hand while the man moved through the crowd back to the bar where a group of usuals appeared and that only meant that a certain mr. leland wolfe would be there too being adorably awkward in his body and seemingly uncomfortable with the attention. leif was happy to play the part.

“ where you been, handsome? haven't seen you out in a while, almost thought you might've given up on having a good time. ” waiting for leland to get his drink, leif held his up to cheers him before taking a big swig from his drink before he reached into his pocket and pulled out a little baggy of pills that he held up for leland to see. “ if you're looking to have a little more fun, party boy. ”