"My liver cannot handle any more tonight,," he said as he took Bailey's hand and tried to drag her out of the club, the last sip being the drop that might as well make him overflow. He had taken a few nights away from clubbing, working on his Christmas projects, and walking around the city during the day, trying to actually get a good night's sleep, but that hadn't been too successful, his mind reeling and when he closed his eyes he saw that stark white room that had haunted him since Halloween. So he had called the woman to meet him at the corner of the street next to her apartment, easy walking distance for both. And now, a few hours later he was a bit wobbly on his feet. He shivered, shaking his head as he squinted at her. "If I get into the toxicology I will tell people it's your fault," while his face didn't show that he was laughing, his voice did.
Getting ready for a night out had become a bit foreign for the little witch, but she was nonetheless as ready as ever to do so. With her birthday coming in a week she wanted to do something for it from now. She even invaded her sister’s closet for something that would be more party-like than her usual jeans or skirt with long tops over them. She had changed her at home and had a quick bite with her sister, then texted Bailey to let her know that she was heading towards the club. Another face she felt like she hadn't seen in ages, the new job equally boring (some of the time) and time consuming, eating away at her usually entirely free schedule.
"Hi, stranger. Are you ready to get hammered? Cause I think it's high time I do that this year," she grinned as she neared the familiar figure.
Wednesday nights weren't the most busy in the clubs or bars, or so Aiden would have thought when he agreed to go to Capricorn with a few friends to celebrate a buddy's birthday. By now he was honestly ready to go, knowing he'd regret if he stayed too much later than the current early time of eleven, but waking up at five had its downsides when it came to partying. It was a good thing though that Aiden wasn't too much into the activity. He was by the door now, sobering up from the two beers and the glass of whiskey he'd had, lighting up a cigarette, when he had to move to the side. "Sorry, don't mean to take up the door," he grinned a little lopsidedly due to the alcohol at the girl in a short dress who seemed to just be coming in. "If you're late for a party, I'm pretty sure I didn't see anyone in there that might be your group."
Why: Never Have I Ever point event (Getting Drunk)
Bailey didn't really know why he had offered to get drunk with Eli - he hadn't done it because he doesn't drink. April really pushed him away from that but ever since Kirin showed up he was feeling sort of off and not because of his brother, personally, but they didn't agree on much and it always made Bailey feel like he was in the wrong. So he was going to try this whole getting drunk thing. He waited for Eli by the entrance, feeling nervous but he saw Eli approaching so it was too late to back out. "Hey," he greets with a little wave to the submissive.
Eli had quickly freshened up and gone to get changed after class after class and he raced to the gates, smiling as he approached Bailey, "Hey Sir" he said with a wave of his own, "This is going to be fun and probably quite cheap, I'm not much of a drinker".
Bailey laughs softly and hums in agreement. “I don’t drink,” he tells him with a shrug of his shoulders. He never saw the appeal but points are points and he’s not overly comfortable with most of the sexual things on the list. “Sure we’ll both me drunk within an hour and wanting our beds,” he teases as they make their way off the school grounds and into town.
Eli walked with Bailey and smiled as they went. It didn't take them long to get to town and he stopped, "So, do where do we go? Just anywhere or like do we just pick like a quieter place?" he asked, not sure where to drink.
Bailey shrugged his shoulders. “We could just go to the bar, that’ll be easier I think,” he suggests easily. The thing is he knew a lot about alcohol, about its affects and things because he felt like he needed to be educated on it to make sure he knew how to help April if he needed to but he had only ever had like, a glass of wine at events sometimes. “Sound good?” he asks wanting Eli to be okay with the plan too.
Eli nodded, "Yeah the bar is good and probably a safe bet" he said with a smile, walking towards the local bar. As they entered he looked around and nodded, "Classy" he joked, "What can I get you?"
Bailey felt a sudden rush of anxiety wash over him as soon as he walked into the bar but he pushed it down. “Uh, just a beer, I guess,” he says with a shrug. He definitely didn’t wanna start on anything too hard.
Eli walked over to the bar and ordered two beers and paid before bringing them back to Bailey, "Here's too get points and doing it gracefully, or as gracefully as we can" and he swigged his drink.
Bailey picked his beer up, eyeing it slightly before Eli was making a toast. “I can cheers to that,” he says with a laugh before he takes a big gulp of his beer. May as well get it down as fast as he can, right? It doesn’t taste as bad as he thought it would but it still isn’t the most pleasant thing in the world. “It’s alright,” he says as he places his glass down but keeps his hand on it. “Raving review, I know,” he adds afterwards with a laugh
Eli doesn't really like the taste but he needs the points and he nod, "Yeah it doesn't taste amazing but it'll do" he spoke. He looked over at Bailey and smiled, "How do we know when we are drunk?"
Bailey huffs out a breathe and shrugs his shoulders. "Absolutely no idea," he admits with a laugh. He only ever saw April already too far gone to know when she actually reached that point. "I think it's gonna take more than a couple of sips of one drink, though. I'm sure we'll know when we feel it"
Eli took anorher swig of his beer and nodded, "You reckon like 3 of these?" He asked, not even sure what drunk felt like
“May as well try it,” Bailey says with a soft laugh. He’d suggest shots but he’s not even sure he would be able to do it. So he takes another few sips of his drink, not really liking the way it feels going down his throat. “I feel like I need food but that’ll make it harder to get drunk.”
Eli smiles and nods, "Yeah no food, I kinda wanna get drunk and then go sleep it off" he says with a laugh, "How about we get another one and 'down' it" he asks, not sure they are even the right words.
Bailey can’t help but laugh at Eli’s words but it definitely isn’t a bad idea he’s sure if they did that it would hit them harder. “I’m down with that,” he says easily.
Eli nods and goes to the bar, buying them another two drinks each and bringing them back to the table. He holds one up and says, "Here goes nothing" and attempts to down the drink, only getting half way before he gives up, "Ugh, that was a terrible idea".
Bailey gets about three quarters down his drink before he has to stop. It's dripped down his chin a little and he instantly feels bloated. "Not a good idea," he agrees with a laugh as he wipes at his chin. He wonders how they look, he wonders if people can tell they haven't gotten drunk before. "Maybe we should do a shot," he suggests despite his reservations beforehand.
Eli looks at Bailey and nods, "A shot huh? Well you are buying this time" he jokes, taking another swig of the beer and pulling a face, "Anythings gotta be better then this right?"
"I can do that," Bailey agrees easily. "You could think so," he says with a laugh before he calls the bartender over. He asks what their strongest shot is and orders two of them. He slides one down to Eli and picks his own up, grimacing at the smell. "This is probably going to be bad," he says, clearly stating the obvious. He picks up his shot glass and holds it to Eli's, clinking against his. "Well, cheers," he says, uncertain, before he knocks the shot back in one swift movement.
Eli picks up the shot glass and clinks it before knocking it back. He slams the glass on the table and puts a hand over his mouth whilst he swallows, "That was disgusting" he half shouted, "Ugh, I feel sick".
Bailey chuckles quietly because it was absolutely awful and he really cannot believe he's out here trying to get drunk. "You can say that again," he says as he examines the empty shot glass. He puts it down and then takes another swig of his beer, just to get the taste of the shot out of his mouth.
Eli finished his beer and moves onto his third one, "This is lame. Like how am I meant to know I'm drunk" he says, looking around to study others, "And that shot is not worth it".
Bailey laughs because they sound like such idiots, not knowing how to get drunk and when it’ll hit them. April was just constantly drunk so he didn’t see the stage she got to of getting drunk. He drinks some more of his beer until it’s gone. “That shot was gross, honestly. Burnt my throat,” he says with a laugh.
Eli nods and laughs, "I think that shot is the reason I'm gunna be throwing up later" he says, nudging Bailey, "We are so out of our depth here" he jokes.
Bailey thinks for a moment about how they could get themselves drunk. “We could play a drinking game,” he suggests with a laugh. “Because that sure as hell gets people pissed.”
"Yes! A drinking game" he says with an eager nod, "What drinking games do you know? I think the only one I know is the reason I am here" he says, taking another swig of his beer
"I only know this one, too," he admits with a laugh. He still orders more drinks, though, he orders them each a beer and a spirit with a mixer, because why not? They're here to get drunk, after all.
Eli laughs, "I don't understand how people get drunk? Like this doesn't seem to be doing much at all" he breathes out.
"We've gotta be lightweights, darling, it'll hit us," he assures the submissive. He knows fresh air adds to it. Maybe once they leave, they'll really feel it. "We'll just keep drinking until we feel something," he suggests as he takes a big swig of his beer and then one of the spirit.
Eli decides to drink the mixer and find he enjoys it more then the beer, "This is something I can get on board with" he says with a nod, "This is super nice" he drinks more, taking the drink down quite quickly.
"More of them, then," Bailey decides. "Drinking something you actually like might get you drunk quicker," he says with a grin. He smiles as Eli drinks the spirit a lot faster than the beer and decides to keep ordering them. Drink after drink, so that they can start to feel the affects. And after a couple more drinks, Bailey does start to feel the affects. He'd a lot more fuzzy around his eyes and his movements are a little slower, words becoming a little slurred but not to the point you can't understand him.
Eli smiles in approval as the drinks arrive and he starts to drink them quicker. After his second, he notices his own speech is a little slurred and he's leaning on Bailey a bit, head on his shoulders, "Oh this is good" he half shouts
Bailey laughs at the change in Eli, at least he's not the only one being affected by it and he assumes it's the mix of booze that they've just consumed that it affecting them more. "You like it?" he asks. He's not sure he likes it himself but he knew that would be the case.
"Yeah I like the way I feel right now. Like I could take on the word and I get to feel that way with a cutie on my arm" he teases, the alcohol affecting his inhibitions.
Bailey raises an eyebrow at Eli's words, an amused smirk dancing on his lips. "Is that so, darling?" he asks. "Well, I am truly flattered," he tells him. He takes another drink of his almost finished one and then decides to order them each another. He thinks they've accomplished their task at hand but since Eli is enjoying it, they may as well hang out for a little longer.
Eli nods, "Yep, you are a super cutie and I'm lucky to be sat here with you" he breathes. He takes another sip of the drink and watches as more turn up, "Are you trying to get me drunk Sir" he asked, a playful flirt.
“Lucky?” he says with wide eyes. “Aren’t you the smooth talker,” he says with a smirk. He lets out a loud laugh and shake his head. “I mean, you’re already on your way, I think but isn’t that the reason we’re here?” he teases.
"Yep lucky cause you are attractive" he breathes out, whispering into Bailey's ear, "Yeah I k now, I was being a lousy flirt".
Bailey lets out a nervous laugh. He knows he and Kurt aren’t exactly official or even close to being that but Eli is his brother after all. “You’re not a lousy flirt,” he assures him with a smile. “Just flirting with the guy wrong, that’s all.” He puts his hand on Eli’s arm and smiles at him. “Not that I’m not completely flattered, but I also think it is just the booze talking.”
Eli rolls his eyes and nods, "Don't worry, I know you have something going on with my brother, whatever it is" he says, his eyes a little heavy, "Not the first and won't be the last guy I'm 'banned' from cause of him".
Bailey thinks there’s a lot more to that comment but he doesn’t really press it. “You’re not banned from me, darling, but how would you feel is the guy you were... well, I don’t know, but if you had an interest in them and they fucked your brother? Wouldn’t be a nice feeling, would it?”
"No it wouldn't be a nice feeling" he says, moving himself of Bailey, the alcohol in his system making his head buzzy, "I don't have to worry about that, I found my Prince".
Bailey smiles. “Well, good, darling, I’m glad you have,” he says honestly. Bailey is stupid romantic, he’s in love with love but he’s careful with his heart, mostly because he doesn’t trust people and the relationships he’s witnessed in his life haven’t exactly be healthy examples.
Eli downs the rest of his drink and smiles at Bailey, "Yep, points are working towards a potential future so this works in my favour" he says with a smile.
Bailey smiles back because that’s why they are here, after all, and he’s glad Eli feels like he has someone and something to work towards. “Well that’s a celebration in itself, isn’t it?” he says. “How about we get one more drink and then head back? We can get some food, soak up the booze.”
Eli nods and orders in one more drink, not sure he wants to try and move. He makes sure it's a mixer so as it arrives, he toasts to the future and downs the drink, ready to head back to campus.
WHO: Bailey Rhodes (Dom) & Eli Hummel (sub) @bwaybailey
WHERE: Switch Dorms, room 108 ; Bailey’s suite.
WHEN: Sunday Afternoon, 19th May
CLASS: You Missed A Spot - Cleaning and Cooking Dinner
KINKS: None
NOTES: Dominant has submissive do chores in the room and then cook them both a meal afterwards
WORD COUNT: 2078
This week sure had been eventful for Eli but he had enjoyed finally getting out there and was now ready to do a domestic scene with Bailey. He had never really done anything domestic before except helping clean the house with his step mother so this would be a great experience for him. He made his way to the switch building and found Bailey's room, taking a quick sigh before he dropped to his knees and knocked on the door.
Bailey didn’t really know what he was supposed to do, this whole things so new to him but he figured a domestic scene was simple enough. He could get Eli to do some chores around his dorm and then cook them dinner. Then he would see what Eli would want as a reward. Simple. He smiles when he opens the door and sees the submissive. “Hey,” he greets with a grin. “Come in, kneel by the couch,” he orders. Once Eli is inside his dorm he shuts the door behind him and walks over to the couch himself.
Eli smiled up at Bailey, "Hey Sir" he breathed out and then, once ordered, crawled over to the couch. He hadn't been given permission to stand so he stayed down on his hand and knees, stopping next to the couch and sitting back so he was kneeling, his hands resting on his knees, "I've never done a domestic scene before Sir" he said, as he watched Bailey go to the couch.
“That would make too of us, darling,” he replies as he leans against his couch, looking over at Kurt. “I’ll tell you what I had in mind and you can tell me if you’re okay with it or not and if you’re not, we’ll discuss something else,” he advises with a small, reassuring smile. “I was thinking I’d give you a list of chores to do, nothing too big and then you can make us dinner. So, thoughts?”
Eli nodded, he knew Bailey was new to the institute so it wasn't all that surprising he'd not done it before. He listened to what Bailey had in mind, "Yes Sir, I can certainly do some chores and cook us dinner. What did you have in mind for food?" he asked.
Bailey was glad that Eli was okay with what he had decided on, he didn’t ever want someone to feel like they had to do something. “Good boy,” he praises with a soft smile on his lips. “For dinner, I bought fish and I was thinking you could make us fish tacos,” he starts. “If you don’t like fish, I have chicken and beef, too, so take your pick.” Bailey was someone who literally liked every food there was - except kale that was gross. “There’s a list of chores on the counter for you that I want you to complete.”
Eli bit his lip as a blush crept to his face at being called a good boy and he nodded, "I can make fish tacos" he smiled, quite looking forward to that now. He looked back to the kitchen, "I'll erm, start those chores for you now Sir, can I get you anything? A drink or something before I start?" he asked.
“Good because they’re my favourite,” Bailey replies with a soft laugh. He didn’t know how people felt about fish so he always had a backup plan but he was glad Eli was onboard. He can’t help but smirk with how uncertain Eli seems considering that’s exactly what he was here for. “I’ll have a glass of water before you start. Thank you.”
Eli nodded and went into the kitchen, locating the glasses and pouring the water before taking it through to Bailey and placing it on the table, "I'll go and do those chores" he said. Picking up the list, he decided to start in the living room, fluffing the cushions on the sofa, folding some blankets he found laying around and instantly noticing the one with playbills, "This blanket is beautiful Sir" he said as he folded it. He swiftly moved on, dusting the areas that he could reach. Once finished in the lounge, he made his way to the kitchen working his way through the washing up and then drying it and putting it away before wiping the sink down and cleaning the sides. He'd taken a little longer then he normally would and managed to do it all in just over an hour, "Hey Sir, I think I've gotten everything you asked for".
Bailey accepts the glass from Eli, thanking him as he does. He doesn’t want to get in the submissive’s way too much so when he’s in the living room, Bailey keeps to the kitchen, looking up every now and again to keep an eye on Eli as he cleans. “Thank you. It’s my favourite throw I’ve ever owned,” he tells him. He sometimes thinks he goes overboard with the whole Broadway thing but honestly the doesn’t really care if he does. He likes how efficiently the submissive is working. He comes back into the kitchen as Eli speaks, smiling at him. “Good boy, thank you,” he praises as he sits down at his table. “You can start with the food now. And If you need a drink, help yourself,” he adds. He leans back in his chair casually.
When Bailey called him a good boy, he flushed a little and took a breath, turning to busy himself in the kitchen. He grabbed the ingredients he needed from the cupboards and the fridge and set about preparing them. Once his ingredients were prepared, those that didn't need cooking, he moved in bowls and plates and took to the table. He went back and grabbed stuff to lay the table with, doing that before cooking the fish. Once the fish was cooked, he diced it and turned to smile at Bailey, "I think dinners done" he said with a small laugh.
Bailey had been alternating between messing around on his phone to looking up and watching Eli as he prepares their food. It starts to small so good and he’s so ready for food now - he actually hasn’t eaten yet today for no particular reason he just hadn’t been hungry but now he is. When Eli speaks he puts his phone down and smiles at him. “Good, ‘cause I’m starving,” he tells him. “You can dish it out for us and sit,” he tells him.
Eli moved back to the dining table and started portioning the food out for the two of them. He walks to the kitchen to grab himself a glass of water and then returns to the table, "It's ready for you, Sir" he says sitting down
“Thank you, Eli,” Bailey says with a soft smile. He’s happy with how the submissive has been during their scene. He had liked Eli from just speaking to him and it was nice to see that he took things seriously when he needed to. “Do you have any scenes planned for Monday and Tuesday?” he asks.
Eli nodded, "You are welcome Sir" he said taking a bite of his food. He listened to the question and nodded, "Yes sir I have. I've had a scene every day of this week" he said, somewhat proudly. Yes his body was paying and he had bruises all over his back and ass but he was content.
Bailey nods his head, impressed. He likes people that involved, that do things to the full and don't just have ass it because what's the point in that? He wants to work hard and likes other people who are the same. "That's good. Aiming high for points, huh?" That was the goal after all.
Eli smiled and continued to eat his food, “That and I really want to learn and this seemed like a fantastic opportunity to get to interact with Dom’s and Switches and see what kind of thing I enjoy” he admitted, “Like I’ve enjoyed doing this with you Sir”
"It is good to find out what you like and don't like and the only way to do that is to jump and experience new things." That's exactly what Bailey planned on doing here. He wasn't the most sexual person in the world, unless he was comfortable with someone, hence the domestic scene. He can't help but smile when the submissive says he's enjoyed their scene. "Good, I am glad to hear that."
Eli nodded, “I know I need to start coming into my own. I’ve been nervous about admitting stuff to people and wanting to talk about what I like and what I don’t”. He had discussed things with one Dom but even then, he had been particular and omitted things.
"I guess when you get the right people, it's easier to tell them what you want and like," Bailey responds with a shrug. He strongly believes that because he really isn't in the business of just tell anyone what he likes and wants. "Okay since you have been so awesome, such a good boy, during this scene I want to reward you for it. So tell me what you would consider a reward for yourself."
Eli nodded in agreement and then found himself smiling like a fool when Bailey called him a good boy, "Oh you don't have to do anything for me sir, just being a good boy for you is enough" he paused and added, "If you want to though, I love books and could either use a trip to a library or a book store".
"Don't sweat it, you've bene good that definitely deserves a reward, darling," he assures. He figures whoever he Dom's will get a reward from him, he would never do a scene and not reward someone. "That sounds like someone I can do for you when I have the points to." He was glad he'd not been here long and hopefully would have points to go off campus so soon. "I will tell you when I have the points and then you can pick a day that works for you."
Eli smiled and nodded, "Thank you so much Sir" he said, gulping and looking down to the floor, "I must warn you, looking for books with me is boring cause I normally go to the history section but I promise, I won't be long".
"You're very welcome, darling," Bailey responds. He lets out a chuckle as he shakes his head. "Don't worry about it really, you don't have to rush, you can take as much time as you need. It's a reward for you, take advantage of it" He wouldn't offer to do something if he didn't want to, he would just pick the reward himself but he wants people to actually like the reward.
Eli looked back up and nodded, "Thank you so much Sir, I'll be sure to enjoy myself when we can go and do this". He finished his food, "Would you like me to wash up?" he asked
Bailey smiles, satisfied with what Eli had said. "Good, that's what I like to hear." He was glad he had decided to patriciate in scene week because it means he wouldn't have to spend a long time worrying because it turns out it would have been for no reason. "Yes, that would be great."
Eli nods and stands up, collecting the empty dishes and taking them through to the kitchen, making quick work of washing them up, drying them and putting them away. He walked back to the dining area, "Is there anything else I can do for you sir?"
Bailey leans back in his chair, satisfied with how this scene had gone. He didn't feel too much pressure and Eli was a born natural submissive it seemed which most definitely did help. "No, you're fine. Thank you for today."
Eli nodded and smiled, "Well then Sir, if I am no longer needed may I leave? I'm really rather tired. Only if that is OK though?"
Bailey smiles back at the submissive. "Of course you can, go rest," he replies. He can only imagine if Eli has been fully booked that he is tired right now. "If you need anything, just message me, okay?"
Eli smiled and walked to the door, turning back and nodding, "I will. Thank you very much for today Sir, I really enjoyed it" and he opened the door, letting himself out.
Slipping away from the house while Roza slept was risky, but Chris was going stir-crazy and he needed to be somewhere else, even if only for a few hours. His feet lead him to a seedy bar without his mind even realizing it, but Chris offered up no complaints. It would probably be a day at least before Val got him any drugs, and alcohol could do in a pinch.
Chris sat down at the bar, nodding the bartender over and starting up a tab. He wasn’t planning on leaving until just before Roza was due to wake up; it would be easier to keep from arguing with her if he was asleep, and it would be easier to sleep with a little whiskey in him.
He was sipping on his first glass when someone sat next to him, a flash of blonde hair and a whiff of perfume. He glanced over with some interest, and there was something familiar about her features. “Do I know you?” he asked dryly, downing his glass and waving the bartender over for a refill.
The text had been typed within a few seconds and a small laugh followed as he clicked the button to send the message to Bailey. “I just went to the diner and you weren’t there to bring me pancakes and syrup so I left, which means you need to find a way to rectify this entire situation. I have a really good kitchen in my apartment.” Kol had sought friendship with the girl through Finley, and then when he’d stumbled into the diner at gone 4am after the worst shift known to man, and she had been the first face he’d set eyes on when his eyes had readjusted to the bright lights of the diner in comparison to the dark night he’d escaped from, Kol had sought comfort in the fact that her face was the one he’d see no matter the hour, no matter the shift, and now tonight she hadn’t been there and the comfort was shaken. Sitting back on his sofa he knew it was just a matter of waiting for a reply, and in hopes that she would take the hint to come through to his apartment, if not, it was looking like pancakes for one.
Romen closed her laptop and changed into a cute yellow top and a pair of jeans. David’s words still ringing on her head, convincing her of what a terrible idea this was. Sure she was just going to play with Bailey’s dog but the pain was still present every single time she even thought of his name. Maybe she should just call Theo instead and hang around with him. Tell Bailey she had completely forgotten that Theo had asked for her help or something like that. But that would be just far too selfish from her… Wouldn’t it?
With a final sigh she picked up her keys and left the room hesitating a little before closing the door. What could possibly go wrong if she was just going to pet the dog? Besides, she had already forgiven Bailey, there was no going back.
On the way towards Bailey’s room she was constantly pushing away her thoughts on this, they were all about what a bad idea this was, or that she should’ve listened to her brother. She was not safe with Bailey, and she knew that. She had though she had learned her lesson but there she was, being foolish and about to knock on his door… She did it though, she knocked without hesitation and prepared herself to see him opening the door.
