I'm a slut for garden puns.

Leonardo Sinclair . Leo . 20 . SSU . M!A: --

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Please, don’t get me wrong,

I know that I’m hot,

But textbook perfection really takes a lot.

When you get three years community service but still have an image to keep up.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

;*

[lehoesinclair-blog]

garrick-koch

[Garrick stares up at Leo, before brushing himself up against Leo’s side. He meows at him and leans up, brushing his head against his hand as if telling him to pet him.]

[Raising his hand, Leo stands up.]

Nuh-uh. No pets for you. You think you deserve them after strutting your furry cheeks all around my flowers? I may have shades on, but my vision is clear, here, cat.

No pets.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

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[Garrick blinks up at Leo before carefully stepping over the flowers and moving over to him. He rubs himself up against his leg and meows at him.]

…Well aren’t you just a beacon of innocence all of a sudden…

 [Leo crouches down to scratch under the cat’s chin, then leans in to whisper.]

You’re not fooling me.

[Sprays Garrick with the water!]

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick meows softly and leans into Leo’s hand until he attacks him!!]

[He closes his eyes and turns his head away from Leo, his fur standing up on end from the sudden ambush of water. He hisses angrily at him and swats at Leo’s hand with his claws.]

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[Swiftly moving his hand away before it gets clipped by Garrick’s claws, Leo childishly sticks his tongue out at the cat and then stands up.]

An eye for an eye, cat, the world is a cruel place. I’m bringing justice to it and my flowers.

[He sprays the water into the air.]

So, stay away from the flower bed.

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick glares at Leo before sitting down in front of him. His tail swishes back and forth as he licks his tiny paw and rubs it up over his face where he’d been sprayed with water.]

[One he was done effectively grooming himself, he slowly steps around Leo but doesn’t keep his eyes off of him.]

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[Leo watches him.]

Hey, hey, whatcha doin’ there, pussy galore? I’m watching you. I’ve sprayed once, I’m not afraid to spray again. Don’t test me, I can get a little trigger-happy, y’know?

[lehoesinclair-blog]

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[Garrick blinks up at Leo before carefully stepping over the flowers and moving over to him. He rubs himself up against his leg and meows at him.]

…Well aren’t you just a beacon of innocence all of a sudden…

 [Leo crouches down to scratch under the cat’s chin, then leans in to whisper.]

You’re not fooling me.

[Sprays Garrick with the water!]

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick meows softly and leans into Leo’s hand until he attacks him!!]

[He closes his eyes and turns his head away from Leo, his fur standing up on end from the sudden ambush of water. He hisses angrily at him and swats at Leo’s hand with his claws.]

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[Swiftly moving his hand away before it gets clipped by Garrick’s claws, Leo childishly sticks his tongue out at the cat and then stands up.]

An eye for an eye, cat, the world is a cruel place. I’m bringing justice to it and my flowers.

[He sprays the water into the air.]

So, stay away from the flower bed.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

garrick-koch replied to your post: [jumps into leo's flower garden bc fuck u leo]

[Garrick blinks up at Leo before carefully stepping over the flowers and moving over to him. He rubs himself up against his leg and meows at him.]

...Well aren’t you just a beacon of innocence all of a sudden...

 [Leo crouches down to scratch under the cat’s chin, then leans in to whisper.]

You're not fooling me.

[Sprays Garrick with the water!]

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[jumps into leo's flower garden bc fuck u leo]

Hoo, you crushed the wrong violas today, kitty cat.

[garrick-koch-blog]

lehoesinclair

[Leo can’t help but smile to himself. Finishing up cleaning some glasses, he then dries his hands off and then pours two shots out on the bar.]

Here. [He holds one out to Garrick and picks up the other for himself.] This one’s on the house to keep the edge off. Just, don’t tell my boss. [And then he downs his own shot.]

[Garrick blinks, before taking the shot from Leo gingerly. He looks down at it and then back up at him, giving him a small smile.]

Yer secret is safe with me. [He downs his own shot quickly, closing his eyes.] …..Thanks, man.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[Leo sighs, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand and sitting the glass down on the bar.]

It’s no problem, though, it’d be really frickin’ sexy if maybe you slid a dollar or two out of that fat wallet of your’s, just as a small lil’ tip.

[He bats his eyelashes behind his shades, leaning forward on the bar with a cheeky not-so-innocent smile.]

[garrick-koch-blog]

lehoesinclair

[Growing a little flustered from the mild dirty talk, Leo stares at Garrick momentarily with an arched brow, then snickers.]

Yeah, call me soil. That’s really filthy.

[Garrick stares back at him for a moment. He didn’t think that this guy was too experienced with situations like this. Only one way to find out for sure.]

A really filthy soil slut, maybe. I betcha love bein’ fucked into the dirt.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[There’s a pause. Leo snorts, then breaks down into a short-lived fit of giggles, covering his mouth as he tries to calm down. Once managing to, he sweeps his finger under his shades and across his eye with a sigh, smiling.]

Ah, that was priceless… Yeah, I sure do. Fuck me into the dirt any day. Plant me right in there like a flower, then I can finally become one with my kin.

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick just smiles as he watches Leo’s giggle fit in action. He finishes off his drink and sets it down on the bar, leaning on his arm when Leo calms down.]

Fuck, that was adorable. I think your laughter just cleared my skin an’ made me five times drunker. I get the feelin’ yer not use to these kinda situations. 

[lehoesinclair-blog]

What? No, I totally am. [Not.] Who /doesn’t/ flirt with me and call me a– [He snickers a little.] –really filthy soil slut? It’s what I am. I get it all the time.

[He adjusts his shades, still smiling at Garrick.]

What makes you think I’m not?

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick rolls his eyes playfully before giving Leo a huge, bright smile.]

Jus’ a feelin’ I get, mostly. Plus, every time I try to dirty flirt wit ya, you turn it around into a joke. Kinda like yer not sure how to react to it, yanno? [He shrugs.] It’s happened before.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

Pshh, I totally know how to react! What if my way of flirting was to make jokes, huh? Everyone loves a joker, Rickie, you, uh, old son of a gun, you.

[garrick-koch-blog]

“Rickie?” “Old son of a gun?” I’m like 23, dude.

[He chuckles, covering his mouth with the back of his hand.]

Yeah, I guess ya can make jokes. Doesn’t necessarily mean yer wooin’ anyone, partner. Certainly not me.

[What a liar.]

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[Leo’s smile falters and he swirls around, once again, to clean up.]

Yeah, well, that’s your loss. Jokes and garden puns are my speciality; if you don’t find yourself swooning from them, then that’s your problem, man. There are plenty of other people who find them endearing. And you’re older than me, so that, by definition, makes you old, Rick-o.

[garrick-koch-blog]

[He watches him for a moment, raising an eyebrow at his back with his own smile dropping off of his face. He rests his face against his hand and huffs.]

Holy shit, I wasn’t bein’ serious. I was kiddin’, Leo. Of course I find ya charmin’ with yer jokes and garden puns. It’s different. Amusin’.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

…Hah! I knew that. Who doesn’t find me charming. I’m freakin’ adorable…

[garrick-koch-blog]

[He shakes his head a bit and laughs.]

I dunno ‘bout other people, but I do. I prolly would’ve stopped buggin’ ya by now if I didn’t. [He playfully gives him a wink.]

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[Leo can’t help but smile to himself. Finishing up cleaning some glasses, he then dries his hands off and then pours two shots out on the bar.]

Here. [He holds one out to Garrick and picks up the other for himself.] This one’s on the house to keep the edge off. Just, don’t tell my boss. [And then he downs his own shot.]

[garrick-koch-blog]

lehoesinclair

[Growing a little flustered from the mild dirty talk, Leo stares at Garrick momentarily with an arched brow, then snickers.]

Yeah, call me soil. That’s really filthy.

[Garrick stares back at him for a moment. He didn’t think that this guy was too experienced with situations like this. Only one way to find out for sure.]

A really filthy soil slut, maybe. I betcha love bein’ fucked into the dirt.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[There’s a pause. Leo snorts, then breaks down into a short-lived fit of giggles, covering his mouth as he tries to calm down. Once managing to, he sweeps his finger under his shades and across his eye with a sigh, smiling.]

Ah, that was priceless… Yeah, I sure do. Fuck me into the dirt any day. Plant me right in there like a flower, then I can finally become one with my kin.

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick just smiles as he watches Leo’s giggle fit in action. He finishes off his drink and sets it down on the bar, leaning on his arm when Leo calms down.]

Fuck, that was adorable. I think your laughter just cleared my skin an’ made me five times drunker. I get the feelin’ yer not use to these kinda situations. 

[lehoesinclair-blog]

What? No, I totally am. [Not.] Who /doesn’t/ flirt with me and call me a– [He snickers a little.] –really filthy soil slut? It’s what I am. I get it all the time.

[He adjusts his shades, still smiling at Garrick.]

What makes you think I’m not?

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick rolls his eyes playfully before giving Leo a huge, bright smile.]

Jus’ a feelin’ I get, mostly. Plus, every time I try to dirty flirt wit ya, you turn it around into a joke. Kinda like yer not sure how to react to it, yanno? [He shrugs.] It’s happened before.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

Pshh, I totally know how to react! What if my way of flirting was to make jokes, huh? Everyone loves a joker, Rickie, you, uh, old son of a gun, you.

[garrick-koch-blog]

“Rickie?” “Old son of a gun?” I’m like 23, dude.

[He chuckles, covering his mouth with the back of his hand.]

Yeah, I guess ya can make jokes. Doesn’t necessarily mean yer wooin’ anyone, partner. Certainly not me.

[What a liar.]

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[Leo’s smile falters and he swirls around, once again, to clean up.]

Yeah, well, that’s your loss. Jokes and garden puns are my speciality; if you don’t find yourself swooning from them, then that’s your problem, man. There are plenty of other people who find them endearing. And you’re older than me, so that, by definition, makes you old, Rick-o.

[garrick-koch-blog]

[He watches him for a moment, raising an eyebrow at his back with his own smile dropping off of his face. He rests his face against his hand and huffs.]

Holy shit, I wasn’t bein’ serious. I was kiddin’, Leo. Of course I find ya charmin’ with yer jokes and garden puns. It’s different. Amusin’.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

...Hah! I knew that. Who doesn’t find me charming. I’m freakin’ adorable...

[garrick-koch-blog]

lehoesinclair

[Growing a little flustered from the mild dirty talk, Leo stares at Garrick momentarily with an arched brow, then snickers.]

Yeah, call me soil. That’s really filthy.

[Garrick stares back at him for a moment. He didn’t think that this guy was too experienced with situations like this. Only one way to find out for sure.]

A really filthy soil slut, maybe. I betcha love bein’ fucked into the dirt.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[There’s a pause. Leo snorts, then breaks down into a short-lived fit of giggles, covering his mouth as he tries to calm down. Once managing to, he sweeps his finger under his shades and across his eye with a sigh, smiling.]

Ah, that was priceless… Yeah, I sure do. Fuck me into the dirt any day. Plant me right in there like a flower, then I can finally become one with my kin.

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick just smiles as he watches Leo’s giggle fit in action. He finishes off his drink and sets it down on the bar, leaning on his arm when Leo calms down.]

Fuck, that was adorable. I think your laughter just cleared my skin an’ made me five times drunker. I get the feelin’ yer not use to these kinda situations. 

[lehoesinclair-blog]

What? No, I totally am. [Not.] Who /doesn’t/ flirt with me and call me a– [He snickers a little.] –really filthy soil slut? It’s what I am. I get it all the time.

[He adjusts his shades, still smiling at Garrick.]

What makes you think I’m not?

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick rolls his eyes playfully before giving Leo a huge, bright smile.]

Jus’ a feelin’ I get, mostly. Plus, every time I try to dirty flirt wit ya, you turn it around into a joke. Kinda like yer not sure how to react to it, yanno? [He shrugs.] It’s happened before.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

Pshh, I totally know how to react! What if my way of flirting was to make jokes, huh? Everyone loves a joker, Rickie, you, uh, old son of a gun, you.

[garrick-koch-blog]

“Rickie?” “Old son of a gun?” I’m like 23, dude.

[He chuckles, covering his mouth with the back of his hand.]

Yeah, I guess ya can make jokes. Doesn’t necessarily mean yer wooin’ anyone, partner. Certainly not me.

[What a liar.]

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[Leo’s smile falters and he swirls around, once again, to clean up.]

Yeah, well, that’s your loss. Jokes and garden puns are my speciality; if you don’t find yourself swooning from them, then that’s your problem, man. There are plenty of other people who find them endearing. And you’re older than me, so that, by definition, makes you old, Rick-o.

[garrick-koch-blog]

lehoesinclair

[Growing a little flustered from the mild dirty talk, Leo stares at Garrick momentarily with an arched brow, then snickers.]

Yeah, call me soil. That’s really filthy.

[Garrick stares back at him for a moment. He didn’t think that this guy was too experienced with situations like this. Only one way to find out for sure.]

A really filthy soil slut, maybe. I betcha love bein’ fucked into the dirt.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[There’s a pause. Leo snorts, then breaks down into a short-lived fit of giggles, covering his mouth as he tries to calm down. Once managing to, he sweeps his finger under his shades and across his eye with a sigh, smiling.]

Ah, that was priceless… Yeah, I sure do. Fuck me into the dirt any day. Plant me right in there like a flower, then I can finally become one with my kin.

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick just smiles as he watches Leo’s giggle fit in action. He finishes off his drink and sets it down on the bar, leaning on his arm when Leo calms down.]

Fuck, that was adorable. I think your laughter just cleared my skin an’ made me five times drunker. I get the feelin’ yer not use to these kinda situations. 

[lehoesinclair-blog]

What? No, I totally am. [Not.] Who /doesn’t/ flirt with me and call me a– [He snickers a little.] –really filthy soil slut? It’s what I am. I get it all the time.

[He adjusts his shades, still smiling at Garrick.]

What makes you think I’m not?

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick rolls his eyes playfully before giving Leo a huge, bright smile.]

Jus’ a feelin’ I get, mostly. Plus, every time I try to dirty flirt wit ya, you turn it around into a joke. Kinda like yer not sure how to react to it, yanno? [He shrugs.] It’s happened before.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

Pshh, I totally know how to react! What if my way of flirting was to make jokes, huh? Everyone loves a joker, Rickie, you, uh, old son of a gun, you.

[garrick-koch-blog]

lehoesinclair

[Growing a little flustered from the mild dirty talk, Leo stares at Garrick momentarily with an arched brow, then snickers.]

Yeah, call me soil. That’s really filthy.

[Garrick stares back at him for a moment. He didn’t think that this guy was too experienced with situations like this. Only one way to find out for sure.]

A really filthy soil slut, maybe. I betcha love bein’ fucked into the dirt.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[There’s a pause. Leo snorts, then breaks down into a short-lived fit of giggles, covering his mouth as he tries to calm down. Once managing to, he sweeps his finger under his shades and across his eye with a sigh, smiling.]

Ah, that was priceless… Yeah, I sure do. Fuck me into the dirt any day. Plant me right in there like a flower, then I can finally become one with my kin.

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick just smiles as he watches Leo’s giggle fit in action. He finishes off his drink and sets it down on the bar, leaning on his arm when Leo calms down.]

Fuck, that was adorable. I think your laughter just cleared my skin an’ made me five times drunker. I get the feelin’ yer not use to these kinda situations. 

[lehoesinclair-blog]

What? No, I totally am. [Not.] Who /doesn't/ flirt with me and call me a-- [He snickers a little.] --really filthy soil slut? It's what I am. I get it all the time.

[He adjusts his shades, still smiling at Garrick.]

What makes you think I'm not?

[garrick-koch-blog]

lehoesinclair

[Growing a little flustered from the mild dirty talk, Leo stares at Garrick momentarily with an arched brow, then snickers.]

Yeah, call me soil. That’s really filthy.

[Garrick stares back at him for a moment. He didn’t think that this guy was too experienced with situations like this. Only one way to find out for sure.]

A really filthy soil slut, maybe. I betcha love bein’ fucked into the dirt.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[There's a pause. Leo snorts, then breaks down into a short-lived fit of giggles, covering his mouth as he tries to calm down. Once managing to, he sweeps his finger under his shades and across his eye with a sigh, smiling.]

Ah, that was priceless... Yeah, I sure do. Fuck me into the dirt any day. Plant me right in there like a flower, then I can finally become one with my kin.

[garrick-koch-blog]

lehoesinclair

I’d offer to spit in his glass next time you’re both in here, but that wouldn’t go down well if I got caught… Again.

[Still, the threat of getting caught never seemed to stop him from giving/taking free drinks before now.]

Then again, I could always go and get the “spacial mix” from downstairs, we, on rare occasions, give to certain customers.

[If Garrick could see through Leo’s glasses, he would see him wink. Instead, he can only take hint that said “special mix” wasn’t a particularly pleasant drink from the smirk he was giving.]

He’s not allergic to anything, is he?

[He raises his eyebrows at Leo, giving him a devilish smile in return.]

I dunno if he is. Besides, I dunno if I’ll ever willingly spend any time around the dude, but if it ever comes up, I’ll let ya know.

Remind me not ta cross you. I don’t wanna know what’s in that “special mix.”

….I like this side of ya though.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[Leo shrugs, though his smirk remains. He slides the margarita to Garrick.]

Hey, I always offer it to them before they try it. I’m not a complete piece of shit. But, still, thanks. It’s hot, I know.

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick glances at the drink, before looking back up at Leo. He smiles and playfully bats his eyelashes at him.]

It totally is. Do ya always know which buttons to press on yer customers to make ‘em want ya?

[lehoesinclair-blog]

Nope. Sometimes I end up with a bitch slap and, on the really good days, a bitch slap.

[He slides down the bar to sweep up a stray dirty glass, then smoothly returns, cleaning it.]

I’m not actually allowed to flirt while I’m on the clock, but if you wanna, I dunno, leave a tip or something, I might just be able to look past it.

[Swirling around to the sink, he begins whistling to himself.]

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick snorts, laughing softly as he watches Leo walk around the bar. He takes a moment, before deciding to take a sip of the new margarita in his hand.]

…Yeah, I’ll take a bite of that, then. Gotta respect a man for working to make the money. [He shrugs nonchalantly, before pulling out his wallet.] I was gonna leave a tip anyway ‘cos I ain’t some kinda dickhead, but yanno~

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[Leo blinks then looks over his shoulder to Garrick with a frown.]

You serious?

[Dunking the glass back into the sink, he spins back around and rests his elbows on the bar, sitting his head in his hands. With a wide smile across his lips, he cocks his hip.]

Well then, my fine specimen of a human being, as far as flirting goes, count me off the clock. [He wiggles his brows.]

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick laughs loudly, putting his money on the bar- paying for his drink and tipping him properly.]

‘Fine specimen of a human being?’ Yer such a nerd. [He snorts.] But don’t stop workin’ on my account.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[Sweeping up the cash, he straightens his stance and whistles joyfully as he registers it, pocketing the fair tip.]

Wasn’t planning on it. [He glances over to Gar, grinning.] Y’know, nerd isn’t much of a compliment back. Isn’t that how flirting’s supposed to work? Throwing compliments at each other.

[garrick-koch-blog]

Depends on yer flirting style and if ya consider ‘nerd’ a compliment or not, hot stuff. [He shrugs before straightening his back and smiling back at Leo.] Would ya rather that I call you and cutie pie instead~?

[lehoesinclair-blog]

You know what’d really turn me on…? Calling me ‘oh great and masterful overlord of our universe’. I’m practically popping one just thinking about it, mmph.

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick laughs.]

Isn’t that kind of a mouthful to say? I mean, it ain’t the weirdest thing I’ve seen dudes pop boners to, but… [He grins, resting his hand against his face.] what ever gets ya off. I’m def ain’t a person to judge, oh great and masterful overlord.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[Playing along, Leo tilts his head back, biting his lip and groaning as he lets his knees grow weak beneath him.]

God yeah, that’s my shit right there. Say it again. [He jokes.]

[garrick-koch-blog]

[He stares at him for a moment, growing a lot more flustered than he’d like to admit. He hardly even tries to hide it.]

Damn, boy…. [He chuckles, taking a sip of his drink.] Just… damn. I guess ev’rybody does have an inner freak that wants to come out.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

Hah, yeah, what can I say? I’m the freakiest kid this side of South Stitch, lemme tell ya. You whisper that and ‘I’ll pay your entire tuition’ down my ear and, man, you should see me then. I’d literally nut my pants. 

[garrick-koch-blog]

But where’s the fun in you nutting your pants just like that? It’d be a helluva a lot more fun to play with ya a bit before jus’ letting you come all over yerself. [He tries to hide his playful smile from forming on his lips, but it’s useless.] I betcha would love bein’ called somethin’ dirtier.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[Growing a little flustered from the mild dirty talk, Leo stares at Garrick momentarily with an arched brow, then snickers.]

Yeah, call me soil. That's really filthy.

[garrick-koch-blog]

lehoesinclair

I’d offer to spit in his glass next time you’re both in here, but that wouldn’t go down well if I got caught… Again.

[Still, the threat of getting caught never seemed to stop him from giving/taking free drinks before now.]

Then again, I could always go and get the “spacial mix” from downstairs, we, on rare occasions, give to certain customers.

[If Garrick could see through Leo’s glasses, he would see him wink. Instead, he can only take hint that said “special mix” wasn’t a particularly pleasant drink from the smirk he was giving.]

He’s not allergic to anything, is he?

[He raises his eyebrows at Leo, giving him a devilish smile in return.]

I dunno if he is. Besides, I dunno if I’ll ever willingly spend any time around the dude, but if it ever comes up, I’ll let ya know.

Remind me not ta cross you. I don’t wanna know what’s in that “special mix.”

….I like this side of ya though.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[Leo shrugs, though his smirk remains. He slides the margarita to Garrick.]

Hey, I always offer it to them before they try it. I’m not a complete piece of shit. But, still, thanks. It’s hot, I know.

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick glances at the drink, before looking back up at Leo. He smiles and playfully bats his eyelashes at him.]

It totally is. Do ya always know which buttons to press on yer customers to make ‘em want ya?

[lehoesinclair-blog]

Nope. Sometimes I end up with a bitch slap and, on the really good days, a bitch slap.

[He slides down the bar to sweep up a stray dirty glass, then smoothly returns, cleaning it.]

I’m not actually allowed to flirt while I’m on the clock, but if you wanna, I dunno, leave a tip or something, I might just be able to look past it.

[Swirling around to the sink, he begins whistling to himself.]

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick snorts, laughing softly as he watches Leo walk around the bar. He takes a moment, before deciding to take a sip of the new margarita in his hand.]

…Yeah, I’ll take a bite of that, then. Gotta respect a man for working to make the money. [He shrugs nonchalantly, before pulling out his wallet.] I was gonna leave a tip anyway ‘cos I ain’t some kinda dickhead, but yanno~

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[Leo blinks then looks over his shoulder to Garrick with a frown.]

You serious?

[Dunking the glass back into the sink, he spins back around and rests his elbows on the bar, sitting his head in his hands. With a wide smile across his lips, he cocks his hip.]

Well then, my fine specimen of a human being, as far as flirting goes, count me off the clock. [He wiggles his brows.]

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick laughs loudly, putting his money on the bar- paying for his drink and tipping him properly.]

‘Fine specimen of a human being?’ Yer such a nerd. [He snorts.] But don’t stop workin’ on my account.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[Sweeping up the cash, he straightens his stance and whistles joyfully as he registers it, pocketing the fair tip.]

Wasn’t planning on it. [He glances over to Gar, grinning.] Y’know, nerd isn’t much of a compliment back. Isn’t that how flirting’s supposed to work? Throwing compliments at each other.

[garrick-koch-blog]

Depends on yer flirting style and if ya consider ‘nerd’ a compliment or not, hot stuff. [He shrugs before straightening his back and smiling back at Leo.] Would ya rather that I call you and cutie pie instead~?

[lehoesinclair-blog]

You know what’d really turn me on…? Calling me ‘oh great and masterful overlord of our universe’. I’m practically popping one just thinking about it, mmph.

[garrick-koch-blog]

[Garrick laughs.]

Isn’t that kind of a mouthful to say? I mean, it ain’t the weirdest thing I’ve seen dudes pop boners to, but… [He grins, resting his hand against his face.] what ever gets ya off. I’m def ain’t a person to judge, oh great and masterful overlord.

[lehoesinclair-blog]

[Playing along, Leo tilts his head back, biting his lip and groaning as he lets his knees grow weak beneath him.]

God yeah, that’s my shit right there. Say it again. [He jokes.]

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[He stares at him for a moment, growing a lot more flustered than he’d like to admit. He hardly even tries to hide it.]

Damn, boy…. [He chuckles, taking a sip of his drink.] Just… damn. I guess ev’rybody does have an inner freak that wants to come out.

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Hah, yeah, what can I say? I’m the freakiest kid this side of South Stitch, lemme tell ya. You whisper that and ‘I’ll pay your entire tuition’ down my ear and, man, you should see me then. I’d literally nut my pants. 

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I’d offer to spit in his glass next time you’re both in here, but that wouldn’t go down well if I got caught… Again.

[Still, the threat of getting caught never seemed to stop him from giving/taking free drinks before now.]

Then again, I could always go and get the “spacial mix” from downstairs, we, on rare occasions, give to certain customers.

[If Garrick could see through Leo’s glasses, he would see him wink. Instead, he can only take hint that said “special mix” wasn’t a particularly pleasant drink from the smirk he was giving.]

He’s not allergic to anything, is he?

[He raises his eyebrows at Leo, giving him a devilish smile in return.]

I dunno if he is. Besides, I dunno if I’ll ever willingly spend any time around the dude, but if it ever comes up, I’ll let ya know.

Remind me not ta cross you. I don’t wanna know what’s in that “special mix.”

….I like this side of ya though.

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[Leo shrugs, though his smirk remains. He slides the margarita to Garrick.]

Hey, I always offer it to them before they try it. I’m not a complete piece of shit. But, still, thanks. It’s hot, I know.

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[Garrick glances at the drink, before looking back up at Leo. He smiles and playfully bats his eyelashes at him.]

It totally is. Do ya always know which buttons to press on yer customers to make ‘em want ya?

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Nope. Sometimes I end up with a bitch slap and, on the really good days, a bitch slap.

[He slides down the bar to sweep up a stray dirty glass, then smoothly returns, cleaning it.]

I’m not actually allowed to flirt while I’m on the clock, but if you wanna, I dunno, leave a tip or something, I might just be able to look past it.

[Swirling around to the sink, he begins whistling to himself.]

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[Garrick snorts, laughing softly as he watches Leo walk around the bar. He takes a moment, before deciding to take a sip of the new margarita in his hand.]

…Yeah, I’ll take a bite of that, then. Gotta respect a man for working to make the money. [He shrugs nonchalantly, before pulling out his wallet.] I was gonna leave a tip anyway ‘cos I ain’t some kinda dickhead, but yanno~

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[Leo blinks then looks over his shoulder to Garrick with a frown.]

You serious?

[Dunking the glass back into the sink, he spins back around and rests his elbows on the bar, sitting his head in his hands. With a wide smile across his lips, he cocks his hip.]

Well then, my fine specimen of a human being, as far as flirting goes, count me off the clock. [He wiggles his brows.]

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[Garrick laughs loudly, putting his money on the bar- paying for his drink and tipping him properly.]

‘Fine specimen of a human being?’ Yer such a nerd. [He snorts.] But don’t stop workin’ on my account.

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[Sweeping up the cash, he straightens his stance and whistles joyfully as he registers it, pocketing the fair tip.]

Wasn’t planning on it. [He glances over to Gar, grinning.] Y’know, nerd isn’t much of a compliment back. Isn’t that how flirting’s supposed to work? Throwing compliments at each other.

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Depends on yer flirting style and if ya consider ‘nerd’ a compliment or not, hot stuff. [He shrugs before straightening his back and smiling back at Leo.] Would ya rather that I call you and cutie pie instead~?

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You know what’d really turn me on…? Calling me ‘oh great and masterful overlord of our universe’. I’m practically popping one just thinking about it, mmph.

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[Garrick laughs.]

Isn’t that kind of a mouthful to say? I mean, it ain’t the weirdest thing I’ve seen dudes pop boners to, but… [He grins, resting his hand against his face.] what ever gets ya off. I’m def ain’t a person to judge, oh great and masterful overlord.

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[Playing along, Leo tilts his head back, biting his lip and groaning as he lets his knees grow weak beneath him.]

God yeah, that’s my shit right there. Say it again. [He jokes.]

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do you actually get turned on by being called a masterful over lord of the universe?

Stop, you’re gonna give me a boner at work.