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[drluciengaudet]

Lucien had heard from Kaden Dutch was out in town and decided to take leave from the loud excess of Euphoria to see if he could find the groom. It was so rare to see him in the wild and out of the stables. He tried not to be too eager in his searching moving with supernatural speed through the different sections and found his prey. "Dutch!" He called after the other abruptly and corrected himself as he came up to the well dressed groom. "Mr Hawkins." The smile easily spread across his painted lips as he took the Dutch's hand. "I wasn't sure I'd find you. Merry Christmas." He said looking at how well he was dressed not in his normal attire. "Uh..." Lucien hadn't really planned beyond finding Dutch and glanced around. "Did you want to get a drink or...walk through the park again, with me?"

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[itscolecroft]

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Cole knew he was in deep trouble. He should have paid more attention when he had been lead out of the undercroft and up to a room with one of the masters. Now he was told to make his way back to the place himself, since the master had to quickly be elsewhere. They couldn't be bothered to escort him back or even call for a guard to do so, so the human found himself wandering, trying his best to find the way back. The last thing he wanted was to get into any trouble with the guards or masters. It wasn't like he was trying to escape or anything.

"Was it a right?" He muttered to himself as he opened a door which found him outside. "Crap." He gulped, a frown forming on his face as this clearly wasn't the way back. Far from it. He was so going to get into trouble. That was until he saw a figure in the distance. Cautiously walking over to them, he stood for a moment, wondering if this was another master or a staff member. That was until they spoke which startled him slightly. "Yeah. I'm kinda lost. Do you know which way it is back to the undercroft? I was with a master but they had to run off somewhere and told me to find my way back...I'm new here and so....yeah, I took too many wrong turns it seems. I don't want to get into any trouble."

[drluciengaudet]

Lucien was enjoying the game room thinking of playing roulette since Raph was entangled in some pissing match with Raiden that he'd gotten bored of watching. It was fundamentally something he wasn't ever going to understand and he left it at that though kept an eye on where Kaden was just in case something ridiculously tacky happened again. He held the cane at his back and was leaning over the board putting together how it must be played as he watched it be done. He felt someone come up on his side and glanced over not expecting who it was, unsure why as he stopped a full minute and took in the groom. The game was fully forgotten as his attention was on Dutch. "Well, doesn't this era suit you." He shifted his cane to one hand and let the back of the other brush over the front of the vest as his eyes moved up to the lovely blue. "Mr. Hawkins, you aren't wearing any red, quite the faux pas."

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[drluciengaudet]

Lucien always grew tired of Euphoria as the night drug on, it was Raphael's place, not his own full of the things he liked, not Lucien. He was deciding what he was going to do with Kaden working and Vitaly otherwise occupied. Dutch would never be at such a place, it wasn't his vibe much as it wasn't Kaden's who only came because Lucien forced him. He had downtime and decided to sneak off taking a ride back to the castle. He assumed the groom would be in his room or maybe in the stables. He went with the suite first because he was in no way dressed to be out in the stables and was slightly intoxicated which meant he would wear the outfit to them if need be.

The ride to the castle was short and he headed straight for the Dutch's room making a mental note to get his phone number so he didn't have to go running around looking for him like it was the 1800's. He sighed when there was no answer knocking one last time hoping maybe the other fell asleep knowing that was doubtful. He turned to leave and found the other had just entered the hall. He must have been coming from outside.

"I..." Lucien always found it odd how his mind went blank that first few seconds he took in the werewitch. "I was coming to find you." And then the most obvious thing came out of his mouth since he was standing next to the groom's door. "To wish you a Happy New Year." He smiled. "I should have brought champagne."

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[drluciengaudet]

Lucien left Euphoria needing a break from the noise and between heading back to the castle to change or go to the police station and tear into Kaden as is still irate his slave stood him up. Sure he had Connor, but forcing the other to parade around with him would make him lose face to Noel who allowed his slave to do as he pleased. Lucien was well aware of the relationship his slave had with Noel's pathetic one. What Connor saw in the bird was remiss to Lucien. Granted he had a weak spot for pretty idiot things. Kaden and Connor were proof of that. Khion was a bridge too far.

As he progressed towards the police station muttering himself all the vitriol he was going to spit to Kaden he'd found himself at the enchanted park, well out of his way. Gritting his teeth in annoyance at the night in it's entity because, of course, Raphael had to parade around with his obnoxious new pet Lucien was about to cut his losses and head back to the castle to take things up with Kaden the following day.

Until out of the fog his favorite idiot emerged. So, perhaps, Lucien did have a type as he stared in confusion at the groom, after that warm flush of heat touched his cheeks. "I do not understand." Lucien gestured at the younger's outfit. "It is Halloween and you do not dress up. Did you not get the invitation." The councilman glared crossing his arms. "After your performance over the weekend I expect better." Considering Dutch had tried to attack him. Was he in his wolf form, maybe. And was Lucien in the woods when he shouldn't be, also hard to confirm. "Your lack of effort seems to be a theme Mr. Hawkins."

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[drluciengaudet]

Lucien was still determined to manage heat on his own. Sure this time was going to be the time he'd have no issues with it. In his lab again working because that's all he'd need to do to fight the base sexual urges that came. Work was more important and as sharp as his mind was he could easily ignore the waves of desires as they ebbed and flowed because they would ebb. This time they would definitely ebb.

He'd snapped his third pen in half and ink was spilling over his notebook from the unrelenting need filling him. It wasn't ebbing. Black ink pooled and dripped onto the white page and floor. The normally neurotic thing, sat, immobile, uncaring, as the mess spread. He wanted to make a mess of something, with someone. His breath picked up as his mind roamed where it shouldn't, teeth biting into his bottom lip fully preoccupied with one body in particular. Why the groom came to mind, and filled it so fully he couldn't say, but it's all he could think of. The smell of the werewitch made him groan and his lower stomach ache as his claws left ruts in his desk.

Soon enough he was pushing away from it making the shortest stop to his bedroom to remove most of what he'd had on and only leaving black lace panties and lace heels to match. Considering the state of the castle and himself he covered with a black full length coat before heading as quickly as he could to the stables where he hoped Dutch was because he was going to feel more than stupid if the man wasn't there and he'd come all the way down there as he was to a barn full of horses.

For a moment he'd though that was the case as he'd not found any sign of the other and thought foolish the entire thing had been. He'd not even thought to text the groom to see if he was working. He'd be suffering heat as well. Why would he be working? Lucien didn't bring his phone, he didn't have anywhere to put it, or anything considering what he had on. The coat was a dress coat and had no actual functional pockets.

Even the heat couldn't save his wounded pride, but Dutch could and when he turned and nearly ran into that hard body he'd been salivating over in his lab Lucien nearly forgot how to speak. Their bodies were nearly pressed together and Dutch's radiated so much heat.

"I-" Lucien started nearly moaning already and he'd not even touched the other before he licked his lips. Trying again. "I couldn't stop thinking about you." His hand pinching the front of the coat together was the only thing keeping it closed.

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[drluciengaudet]

Lucien and Raiden had gotten into a heated argument about nothing in particular as normal and it somehow ended in horse racing. With one coming up in some forgettable area Lucien couldn't commit to memory the enraged councilman had, of course, made a ridiculous bet with his UAE counterpart and now had to inspect the two Thoroughbreds he'd procured to make the powerful tribrid would bend to his will or he'd serve them up to the monster himself if they failed him. He had no reason to go in the outfit he did, but wasn't sure what situation he'd find himself considering the company he'd be in.

There was no avoiding Dutch. Lucien noted the groom stationed at the entrance of the stables. He glanced at his watch to be sure it was the exact time of his appointment, which of course it was. Lucien was always one to be exactly on time. The comfort of his own body did not take away from the awkwardness from the previous week's antics.

"Mr. Hawkins." He greeted and looked into the stables. It was evening already. With all that happened Lucien was less trusting of sun rings and preferred to do anything that required to be outside in the late evening or at night. "I'm sure you're busy so if I could see my horses." Lucien said having a hard time looking Dutch in the eye. He just wanted to inspect them, make sure they were up to his standards, and have them portaled to the track. Once they raced and won he cared little what happened to them. Winning against Raiden was all that mattered.

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[drluciengaudet]

Lucien had went to the gardens in the hopes it would distract him from the insufferable heat and since everything in his suite reminded him of Raphael who he still refused to concede to knowing his sire was anticipating his call, which all of him wanted to do. Nothing, as of yet, had filled his cravings. They sated his need for a time, but they weren't him.

He'd cleaned himself up and put a hat on to hide his ears that he couldn't get to go away, nor his tail or claws. At least when he sat he could hide the tail because he swore if someone said something to him about it they would find their face in pieces on the garden grounds. Purposefully he'd left his phone in his suite not wanting the temptation to call for his sire and he was glad he did cause he would have. He knew as he sat staring at one of the roses blooming before him. It wasn't helping, only reminding him of a role play he and Raphael did of beauty and the beast. Raphael had made such an alluring beast.

Lucien found his body reacting to the thought of the man who wasn't even in his proximity, so much so he didn't realize another had come into his until he was far to close and the scent of wolf and pheromones overwhelmed his already overwhelmed senses. He abruptly rose to his feet meeting the taller alpha werewitch's gaze having no clue if he said anything to him or not. Then familiarized himself with the nearest exit if needed. It wasn't Dutch he didn't trust.

Finally he spoke, eyes never returning to the groom. Instead staying on the way out. "What are you doing here Dutch?" Frustration in the moroi's words as if the garden should be his and his alone.

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