champagne and cocaine

luca taylor // born superior // owner of nyx

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nic-the-mimic:

There was still no body.

Pim had died in an explosion (by an Urchin), a couple of other Urchins had died, but life didn’t stop, as much as Nic kind of wished it would. He still had to take care of everything else – he’d notified people, he’d gotten the ball rolling on renovation of the new place, and now he sat in Pim’s old place, trying to figure out what the hell he should with it.

Mostly, that figuring out looked like a whole lot of crying and depressed staring at Pim’s various possessions. Hey, he never said he’d be doing any of it with a calm demeanor. He wasn’t making everything around him shake anymore, but there were little embers of fire whizzing around in orbit, flickering lights and shadows leaping from corner to corner. Neighbors probably thought the place was haunted now.

When a knock sounded at the door, Nic called, “If you’ve come to try buy the place, you can fuck right off.” Apparently real estate was in short supply in the South Side, because he’d been getting that shit all day. Who knew?

Luca raised an eyebrow as he opened the door. He was super cool so he felt comfortable just walking in places. I mean, it’s not like Pim could kick him out. Which was weird. Luca wasn’t happy actually. In fact he was sad. Despite how rude and mean Pim was to him, he still cared about the man which meant giving his condolences to Nic.

He stepped inside and shook his head. “No, I’m not here to buy the place.” Though he totally could. But he owned a lot of places right now per his plan to save the world. “I’ve come by to offer my condolences and ask if there’s anything I can do to help.”

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reynard-boisseau:

Reynard got his appreciation for things that were beautiful, namely flowers, from his mother. And thus it was important to him, not only to have fresh flowers in his home, but to make sure the funeral home and the cemetery near it was well landscaped.

Sure he could get someone else to do this for him, Ira, maybe, but there was something about doing it himself that was therapeutic, especially with everything going on. He was also that guy that liked to do everything himself, so that it’d be perfect. That, he inherited from his father. 

He was mowing the lawn when his dog barked. And assuming someone was walking passed he called out, “He’s friendly!”

And then because he was kind of itching for a conversation with someone that was alive, or you know, at least someone that wasn’t with his ghost father he abandoned his work for a moment and asked,

“You see the game, Sunday?”

Luca smirked as he saw a familiar face and shook his head. “I know.” He did that super friendly neighbor wave at the other as he stopped walking. 

He shook his head at the question, honestly super surprised Rey was talking to him given their last conversation and the hostility the man held against him. “No, I can’t say I did. Work and things have came me a little preoccupied. Especially given recent events.” He assumed Reynard knew what he was talking about.

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brallon-hertz:

When Luca’s hand first touched him, Brallon tensed up. He still wasn’t used to human touch and it took him a few seconds to actually relax. Once he had, though, soft moans began to spill from his lips. Luca obviously knew what he was doing more than Bray. “There could be.”

Luca was totally a pro though he couldn’t help but notice Brallon tense up. He was about to stop if the man stayed tense but the soft moans encouraged the man on. “Really? I guess we should just find out ourselves.” He slid down on the bed and pulled Bray’s boxers off with his teeth before kissing up his thigh. “Tell me if I do something you don’t like okay?”

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simonclaymd:

“Hah, you should you’ve made them very memorable.” Simon canted his head to the side. Sad that Luca’s hand left his thigh to bereft but he made sure to take the opportunity to get a really good look at the man’s ass before he was lead to the table.

“Oh, oh wow.” Simon’s eyes widened as he looked over the back of the club. His stomach flipped with equal parts excitement and dread.  Flirty teasing was fun but anytime anything actually romantic entered the picture Simon had a tendency- what was it that Keaton said, oh yeah - self sabotage. “You’re certainly well prepared.”

Luca chuckled. “Memorable like this?” He asked as he pulled the chair out for the man and then finally took a seat himself across from Simon (after his ass was nicely viewed of course). 

“I ordered our best dishes, I hope you don’t mind me taking that decision away from you. I just wanted you to have a nice relaxing evening of not worrying about anything. No doctor problems or any problems. Just you and me.”

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simonclaymd:

“I’m an Interventional Nueroradiologist,” Simon’s polysyllabic career choice rolled off the tongue with familiar ease. “If you don’t know what that is, don’t worry. Neither do my parents.” He smiled with no small amount of pride as he cozied up to  Luca, enjoying the limo ride.

“I’d hardly call you average. I saw those advertisements of yours. And from what I hear Nyx is something to see.”

“Much like your parents. I have no idea what that is. But I know what a neurologist is and a radiologist so I’ll make some assumptions.” He hummed, glancing out the window then flashing his pearly whites back at Simon.

“I’ll take that compliment.” He chuckled. “And lucky for you we’re here so you can see it for yourself.” Luca slid out of the limo and opened the door for the other before escorting him into the restaurant which he led Simon through until they were in the back with their own private table that was lit very romantically.

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brallon-hertz:

Brallon was rather unsure of himself in this position, he also wasn’t sure he liked this. “We’ll have to figure it out together,” he murmured, hesitantly kissing along Luca’s neck. “We can figure some of this stuff out at the same time.”

Luca smirked as he felt the light kisses on his neck and his hands pulled Brallon’s hips closer. “I don’t think there’s much to figure out.” He ducked his own head to suck a spot onto the other’s neck while one hand slipped into Brallon’s boxers and started stroking.

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brallon-hertz:

“I’m in nothing but my underwear, I’m not sure how I can work much harder,” he chuckled and slid his inked coated arms around Luca’s neck. “Sure you didn’t, I suppose you’ll have to make it up to me then,” Bray winked and shifted himself in the other’s lap. “I’m working on that too.”

“I think you could figure out a way.” He smirked as he leaned back against the bedframe. “Oh I’m going to have to make it up to you? I don’t usually make things up to people. You’ll have to show me how.”

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simonclaymd:

“Hmm, all about me. I like the sound of that.” And Simon sure did, enough to give an appreciative squeeze to Luca’s thigh before moving his hand to take the champagne glass. 

“Well I’d be glad to check you out, but I’m afraid I’m one of those doctors with a very niche specialty.” He smirked, pausing as he spoke to sip the drink. “It means I’m brilliant and well paid but not the kind of person you really want to go to if you have the sniffles.”

Luca chuckled to himself. “So do I.” He teased, keeping his hand on Simon’s thigh and moving it up ever so slightly because he was casual like that.

“Oh really? What’s your specialty if you don’t mind me asking.” He questioned, sipping from his own drink. “And how did I convince someone so smart to go on a date with an average business man.”

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brallon-hertz:

“I’m working on it,” he rolled his eyes and completely stripped out of his jeans before crawling to settle in Luca’s lap. “You said if I was stupid, which is assuming that I am. Don’t worry though, you’ll be wrapped around my finger anyway.”

“Well you should definitely keep working.” Luca teased as he let his hands move to Brallon’s hips and he held him in place. “I didn’t mean it like that.” He hummed before chuckling. “I think you’ll have to do something for me to get there.”

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francisco-yanez:

“You mean to the compound?” Francisco paused, thinking this over. He did have a truck. And passed by the compound on the way to work anyway. “Maybe. How often do you need things delivered. And what supplies are we talking here?”

His hands found his hips, “I don’t know how much help I could be with the living arrangement situation. Unless your talking about taking someone in and at this point and time my place is at full capacity. I know a guy that’s getting me to fix up a couple of his rental projects, they’re not exactly the Ritz but it ain’t cigar box row either. And he doesn’t care who lives there as long as he’s paid. I could give you his contact information.”

“The compound no longer exists. The urchins are scattered right now it seems but there are a few locations that are set up for those to go to for everything they could need. Showers, beds, medical supplies, food, clothes and shipments are coming in a couple times a week.”

Luca chuckled and shook his head. “No, no. No need for you to take someone in. But I would appreciate that contact information. I’m trying to get in touch with all those renting places out.”

[doe-eyed-farmboy]

haven || ira&&open

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doe-eyed-farmboy:

“Your lack of a radical stance is what makes you a wild card,” Ira said, not particularly in the mood to carry out a conversation at the moment. He bristled at the insinuation that his setup was somehow lesser to Luca’s desperately trying not to show it. It had been running quite well for a month now, everyone seemed happy with it, there was plenty of food, plenty of water, plenty of actual beds, thank you, and they had enough first aid to get by. Certainly nobody was getting worse. And Steve and Nancy’s baby was thriving. Still– if people wanted to leave with him, Ira wasn’t going to stop them. Especially with the promise of health care. “I just said I wasn’t– Look. Say your piece to them, make it fast, I want to know how many people are staying so that I know what we need.”

“I didn’t realize this offer of help was going to be met with so much animosity. I assumed you would want what was best for these people.” But he then made an announcement about his bomb-ass set up for all the urchins and flashed his pearly-whites and pointed the direction for people to start moving to get the help they need. “I hope you are able to take care of those that stay. If not, you know where to find me.” With that he bounced with the urchins to make their lives a little better for the time being.

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brallon-hertz:

“I’m not naked yet, I can’t,” Brallon smirked and forced his lack of self-confidence aside in order to pull the rest of his clothes off. “You think I’m stupid? Honestly, Luca, that’s quite offensive. If you didn’t intrigue me, I might leave.”

“And why aren’t you?” Luca questioned with a smirk as he moved to lay down on the bed. “I don’t believe I said that. No, you’re just putting words in my mouth an attempt to wrap me around that finger of yours.”

[doe-eyed-farmboy]

haven || ira&&open

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doe-eyed-farmboy:

Ira stumbled back fast when he realized that it was Luca Taylor, subconsciously wiping his hand off on his dusty overalls. “I– I’ll let people know. I don’t know how many will want to go with you, though, you’re…a bit of a wild card on the political spectrum, I’m afraid. They might find it safer here. Not that I speak for them, or anything, but–”

Luca raised an eyebrow. “A wildcard? I don’t believe I’ve done anything particularly radical. I’ve also been a public figure in this town for years. Also I think they’d prefer a place that has food and health care and actual beds to.....this. Then again I’m not a fan of speaking for people. Especially people that I’m not currently in the position of. Are you?”

[doe-eyed-farmboy]

haven || ira&&open

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doe-eyed-farmboy:

With the riots, urchins were fleeing from the compound at record speeds. People who had managed to break their collars off had rushed to Ira and Grayson’s little hideout in the woods by the dozens, especially people with children, and Ira was, frankly, a little overwhelmed by the riots and the rush. His father was helping people find beds, a superior with the power of replication was making new beds and new tents, spreading the camp over more ground, and Ira was busy trying to get the surrounding trees to thicken their foliage so none of the people he was trying to help would be caught by helicopter search parties. 

Exhausted, Ira stumbled back into the main clearing and reached out to take someone by the arm. “Do you know if there’s enough food and first aid for everyone?” he asked, trying not to seem as tired as he was, his tone still urgent. 

Luca walked up looking like a badass in his suit. He was looking around when someone grabbed him by the arm. He raised his eyebrow and shook his head. “Certainly not here. But I have a facility set up with both. Doctors specifically meant to help urchins. It’s not far from here. I actually just came to tell people. There is food, first aid, living arrangements.”

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james-reagan-bryne:

J.R. was a little too stressed to notice how hot Luca looked. But James carried himself well, and worked even better under pressure. He looked the same as he did the last time they spoke, except the addition of a clean shaven face and haircut. “You’ve already begun an investigation?” He asked, with quirked eyebrow.

“Have you gotten anything on the collars?” He placed his reading glasses on his face, reaching for the file, and looking it over. He was looking for a date, and when he found one he breathed out a mental sigh of relief. With this in their pocket, they could prove (again) that the New Order has not only been lying to the public but moved the Urchins without just cause. “There was a target on your back since you made that commercial, Mr. Taylor.” He looked up fro the paper, “But this is excellent.” What more could he say? Luca Taylor got shit done.

“The question now is when we come forward with this information.” They could publish this information immediately, or, they could wait and take legal action. There’d be a lot of press either way. Both of them would have to speak on this report. There’d be more protests. There were a lot of factors to weigh. “Any thoughts?”

It’s okay because if anyone saw them they would be like. Damn. These are two very hot men. Luca chuckled. “Of course. I’m not just sitting on my ass and doing nothing. I’m also working to set up safer options for the urchins so that they can move either back to the underground or elsewhere. 

“The research is almost complete pertaining to the collars. It looks hopeful. There’s likely something there that might possibly be harming the urchins but we have the possibilities of making better ones that don’t.” He replied casually. “But I’ll have more conclusive information on that later.” 

He nodded. “I know. But it’s only going to get worse. I’ll have my security doubled.” He smirked a little when the other said he got shit done because he did. Even if no one believed in him.

“My lawyers are already preparing for a legal battle. So they should be ready to go shorty if we’d like to do both. Come forward with this information and take legal action.”

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brallon-hertz:

“Maybe I have a charm that they didn’t,” Bray stepped away from Luca with a confused expression. “You don’t know me, we’re about to fuck and you’re offering to let me stay here. Are you real?”

“I’m ready for you to show me that charm.” Luca replied before shrugging. “I have a mansion. I have security. You’re not going to be stupid enough to steal anything and if you’re around then we can fuck more.”

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reynard-boisseau:

“I meant the first time, Luca. I’ll let them know. – I’m sure you don’t.” Reynard didn’t waste his breath explaining. Reynard didn’t really feel this need for Luca to trust him. Luca apparently didn’t feel bother that the New Order was a threat to his safety, Luca had money, and power, and a pretty cushy life. Ultimately, Reynard was more concerned that the Urchins trusted him. But he kept that to himself, “Is there anything else you need from me Luca, or am I free to go?”

Luca chuckled slightly. “I didn’t realize I was forcing you to speak to me. Have a nice day Mr. Boisseau.”