Devils never looked so good.

Dare to enter the gate?

[thexkuroxmanor]

--

[angel-or-monster]

Hyunsoo loves the answer he receives. He always knew he was a tease, but knowing he had such a strong effect on a man he really, really had a thing for just made him feel all the more better. Lips move to nibble and suck at the skin below Kibum’s ear lobe, leaving a small red mark, and soon he’s pulling back to look at the area, his hands still at work. “Babe, why didn’t you just call me? You know I would have helped you with this little problem,” he responded.

Lips find Kibum’s collarbones as he waits for the other’s answer. His had that wasn’t preoccupied trails up Kibum’s chest, going to weave its way through his hair until he’s giving his hair a nice tug, just really wanting to hear the other moan again.

[thexkuroxmanor]

Kibum's having a hard time focusing -- because god, does it feel good to have the man he's fantasizing about right here, in the shower with him, jerking him off slow, and it's making him breathless, stealing all his words straight from him. "Embarrassed..." He murmurs out, lashes fluttering as he curls his hands around his lover's hips, just to anchor himself. 

And then those digits are squeezing, and he letting out a loud cry of pleasure, toes curling as his cock gives a hard throb in the other's grip. Moaning lowly, he slips down the wall a little, knees wobbling slightly. "F-Fuck, Hyunsoo, please.... don't tease me..."

[thexkuroxmanor]

"Nicolaj?" Sehun's voice rang through the bed room as he peaked out of the connecting bath room. He was careful to hide his lower boy behind the door, but he was very clearly shirtless. "So today Daejin and Sokyu drug me out for some shopping and they made my buy...well..." Stepping out his lower half was tightly cased in dark leather pants, the material sticking rather well to the lower of his hips to were the top of his hip bones were visible.

Nico had been curled up in bed, hanging upside down on the edge as Sehun had been occupying the bathroom. He didn’t know what his lover was doing, but he was content to lay here nonetheless. “Ah, what? What did they make you—” As soon as his eyes peek open, he’s rolling onto his stomach and sitting up, mouth dry, lips parted, words escaping him almost entirely. All except for the breathless whimper of— “Fuck me…”

[angel-or-monster]

Sehun’s bottom lip quivers slightly at the male’s many kisses along his waist line. Swallowing back a small whimper, Sehun’s hands tighten their grasp on Nico’s hair when he pressed his face against him. He could feel blood rushing to the sensitive area, and right now these pants were not helping Sehun at all. “W-Well we don’t want you c-crying, now do we?” he stutters out in a heated mess as his breathing picks up.

[thexkuroxmanor]

He can nearly taste the sudden rush of arousal, and it makes him grin, a hand coming up to slide over Sehun's crotch, rubbing over his length through the fabric in hard presses of his palm. "Fuck, baby... I hope you're prepared for not walking tomorrow. And probably the day afterwards." Grinning wickedly, he licks over his lips and sits up on the edge of the bed, pulling Sehun closer by his belt loops. "My gorgeous, gorgeous Fiance... I promise I'm going to make you feel absolutely wonderful."

[angel-or-monster]

Hyunsoo rolls his eyes at the other’s attempt. Soon he’s pushing himself off the counter and he walks over to the shower, slipping in front of Kibum. Standing a little way out of the water’s reach, Hyunsoo’s eyes scan the man’s body, eyes landing on his package for a moment. Licking over his lips he stalks forward, eyes flicking back up to look at Kibum’s face, his now wet bangs sticking to his forehead.

"How long have you been in here, hm? Moaning my name," Hyunsoo’s voice was low, a voice he saved only for these exact moments. Closing in, one of Hyunsoo’s hands rest against Kibum’s hip, the other taking over for him, jerking the man over slowly - for now. Smirking lips find their way to Kibum’s neck, trailing his tongue under his ear for a moment before he’s leaning up slightly to nibble on Kibum’s ear.

[thexkuroxmanor]

He won't admit -- he's flustered beyond anything, and the way Hyunsoo scans his gaze over him when he steps in makes him shudder. Not to mention Hyunsoo is naked, and gorgeous, and he's trying his hardest not to reach out and just touch and take because fuck, he needs him. "Fuck, too long..." He breathes out, lashes fluttering a little. 

And then he's arching at the touch to his cock, length giving a pointed throb within the male's grip as a soft moan left him. "H-Hyunsoo, fuck..." Eyelids flutter shut, his hips pushing forward a little. "I couldn't stop myself, baby, I kept thinking back to how much of a tease you are, and I couldn't stop..."

[thexkuroxmanor]

"Nicolaj?" Sehun's voice rang through the bed room as he peaked out of the connecting bath room. He was careful to hide his lower boy behind the door, but he was very clearly shirtless. "So today Daejin and Sokyu drug me out for some shopping and they made my buy...well..." Stepping out his lower half was tightly cased in dark leather pants, the material sticking rather well to the lower of his hips to were the top of his hip bones were visible.

Nico had been curled up in bed, hanging upside down on the edge as Sehun had been occupying the bathroom. He didn’t know what his lover was doing, but he was content to lay here nonetheless. “Ah, what? What did they make you—” As soon as his eyes peek open, he’s rolling onto his stomach and sitting up, mouth dry, lips parted, words escaping him almost entirely. All except for the breathless whimper of— “Fuck me…”

[angel-or-monster]

Sehun’s eyes look over his lover, lips parting when his hands rest on the younger’s hips. Something about being held by his hips had always been appealing to Sehun, and no matter what situation, it always sparked something within the young boy. He inhales sharply at the press of lips against his skin and he finds his eyelids fluttering slightly. “I never knew you had a kink for leather,” he said, reaching out and rushing his hands thought Nico’s hair.

[thexkuroxmanor]

Swallowing thickly, Nico nods a few times, dropping his head down to press kisses along the waistline of the leather pants, and then his hands are finding the fabric and sliding along it just as he nuzzles his face right into Sehun's crotch, eyes closed in pure bliss. "And fuck, I've got the biggest kink for you alone, but now you're in leather, and I fuck.... if I don't get to have wild fucking sex tonight, I think I might cry."

[thexkuroxmanor]

"Nicolaj?" Sehun's voice rang through the bed room as he peaked out of the connecting bath room. He was careful to hide his lower boy behind the door, but he was very clearly shirtless. "So today Daejin and Sokyu drug me out for some shopping and they made my buy...well..." Stepping out his lower half was tightly cased in dark leather pants, the material sticking rather well to the lower of his hips to were the top of his hip bones were visible.

Nico had been curled up in bed, hanging upside down on the edge as Sehun had been occupying the bathroom. He didn’t know what his lover was doing, but he was content to lay here nonetheless. “Ah, what? What did they make you—” As soon as his eyes peek open, he’s rolling onto his stomach and sitting up, mouth dry, lips parted, words escaping him almost entirely. All except for the breathless whimper of— “Fuck me…”

[angel-or-monster]

Sehun swallows hard, his chest rising with a deep breath as he lets his hands drop back to his sides though they still began to tug at the material. Walking slowly he did as he was told, moving closer. Biting down on his lip he begins to mess with the engagement ring. “You have a thing for leather?” he questions as he comes to a slow stop in front of the edge of the bed.

[thexkuroxmanor]

Nico watches with slight reverence, because those pants are going to end up ripped at some point he's sure, unless he's painfully careful with them. Raising his hands as the other steps close enough to touch, he curls them around Sehun's hips, a heavy breath sucked in and then let out. "Leather is... fucking hot, yeah. I absolutely love the way it shapes to skin... The way it accentuates the curve of a hard cock..." He grins, leaning forward to press a kiss to the other's sternum. "They way it sticks to skin... it's fucking... fucking hot as shit."

[angel-or-monster]

Hyunsoo let himself in as per usual. It had been a long night out with some of his roommates and he was looking forward for some down time with Kibum. However when he entered the man’s room, he pursed his lips at the sound of shower water running. Walking closer, he opened the already cracked door further so that he could see in, just wanting to make sure that was in fact Kibum. Wait…was he moaning? Is Kibum moaning his name?

A sly smirk crossed Hyunsoo’s lips and he finds himself ducking into the bathroom to listen better. Chewing down on his bottom lips he begins to quietly undress, glad that today he had chosen to not wear so much clothing. Stripped naked, Hyunsoo goes to lean against the bathroom counter. “Kibum? You don’t mind if I join you in there do you? By the sound of it, I’d say you want me in there,” he speaks with a low chuckle.

[thexkuroxmanor]

He hadn't been paying attention -- of course not, with the pleasure curling up through his spine, fingers pumping over his cock while pushing hard into himself to substitute for some form of deeper pleasure. He's squirming, too, just a little, breathing heavy as dark, wet strands of hair stick to his cheeks, and his cock throbs in his palm -- he needs more than this, more than just the memory of Hyunsoo's stupid tongue and teasing fingers. 

And it seems it comes in the sound of the devil himself standing just outside his shower. Groaning deeply, he then moves a hand to cover his mouth, chest heaving in both aroused, and nervous breaths. Hyunsoo had heard him, and now he felt like curling up, because that must sound terrible. "Uh-Uhm.... Kibum's... not here right now..." Dropping his head back against the wall, he lets out a whimper. "But i-if he was, he'd tell you to g-get into the sh-shower already and m-make him cum."

[thexkuroxmanor]

"Nicolaj?" Sehun's voice rang through the bed room as he peaked out of the connecting bath room. He was careful to hide his lower boy behind the door, but he was very clearly shirtless. "So today Daejin and Sokyu drug me out for some shopping and they made my buy...well..." Stepping out his lower half was tightly cased in dark leather pants, the material sticking rather well to the lower of his hips to were the top of his hip bones were visible.

Nico had been curled up in bed, hanging upside down on the edge as Sehun had been occupying the bathroom. He didn’t know what his lover was doing, but he was content to lay here nonetheless. “Ah, what? What did they make you—” As soon as his eyes peek open, he’s rolling onto his stomach and sitting up, mouth dry, lips parted, words escaping him almost entirely. All except for the breathless whimper of— “Fuck me…”

[angel-or-monster]

"I— what?" Sehun stuttered out. He looked down at himself and ran a hand through his hair, messing it up entirely but just adding to his attractiveness at the moment. His right hand went to tug on the tight material around his hips.His left hand went up to his mouth and he began to softly chew on his nails, the glistening ring that Nico had placed on his ring finger standing out against his pale skin. "I didn’t think these would have such an effect on you…" he trails off, looking over at Nico.

[thexkuroxmanor]

Letting out a heavy breath, Nico locks his jaw for a moment, and then his gaze snaps up to Sehun's face, because his mouth is watering profusely now, and he swears there's already a tent becoming visible within his sweats. "Why did it have to be leather..." The last word is whimper out, and he lets out a groan, crawling himself towards the edge of the bed. "Come... come here please, let me... see up close, I need to see up close, holy fuck.."

[thexkuroxmanor]

Care For a Drink? || Anakith & Ka-yee

[wearechasingthenight]

"Coming here wasn’t in my plans for tonight," he admits with a shrug— and that’s the truth, because he prefers the underground clubs to mainstream establishments like this. But he’s definitely not disappointed in his decision to check it out, because now he’s trapped between the legs of a gorgeous man, being tempted with body-shots and god-knows-what-else.

Ka-yee watches with a grin as Anakith slips out of the silk material and drops it out of sight. He’s aware that they’re being watched, envied even, but he pays them no mind because the dancer is his now, his to play games with and tease all he wants. But, for a moment, the teasing ceases because, save for the material that just barely covers his cock, the male is bare and the desire to touch him, to run his fingers over every inch of skin is enough to make him ache. And it’s with that he finally notices how tight his jeans suddenly feel and how heavy the jacket on his shoulders is and how he’s really not dressed for a place like this.

When Anakith pulls back and stretches out along the counter Ka-yee, already shrugging out of his jacket, has to hold back a whine that threatens to escape his throat. He manages to keep quiet, distracting himself with balancing the bottle and glass in one hand while he reaches over a few seats for the salt shaker. Leaving the three items on the seat to his left, he shifts from his seat and pulls himself up onto the counter, maneuvering himself until he’s straddling the male’s thighs and hovering over his knees. 

"We’re going to play my way, sweetheart. How does that sound?" Ka-yee hums as he glances off behind the counter and takes notice of the bowl of limes that sits within reach as if it were meant to be. He takes one and leans forward, hand pressing against the counter to keep him balanced. "I just need you to hold something for me. Can you do that?"

[thexkuroxmanor]

Anakith doesn't mind the prying eyes -- if anything, it's only helping his tip jar fill up and getting the bar more money from patrons who think they actually might have a shot doing just what Ka-yee is about to do to him. So really, he's bringing in good revenue for himself and the club. Of course, that's not the reason why he's so easily blocked them all out. It's because the man currently sliding himself over his thighs is fucking gorgeous, and Anakith is silently pining to feel every inch of him against him, tongue, teeth, fingers, lips, cock, and muscle. He wants it all, and he's greedy; even if they don't get far here, he's either dragging Ka-yee to a back room, or he's going home with him. 

Because he'd be damned if he let him get away. 

Breathing out slowly, deeply, he looks up at the male for a few moments -- stopping a second at his jeans, because it's nearly completely obvious he's hard inside of them, and that brings a grin to Anakith's face -- but it disappears the moment he looks up to Ka-yee again, because he knows what the male wants, and even though it's not too close for comfort, it's still something that makes him shudder in anticipation.

Grinning, he carefully he lifts himself to reach for the lime. "You're going to have work for it, handsome." He murmurs just before taking the lime between his teeth, sliding it back into his mouth with a little tug of his tongue before offering a grin, and a cock of his brow -- because he's challenging him, and he's not at all about to back out now. If Ka-yee wanted the lime, he was going to have to kiss him to work it free.

[thexkuroxmanor]

He may or may not be in his shower, standing under the spray as he leans against the wall and jerks himself off -- no, no, you'd be mistaken, because he's most definitely not thinking of Hyunsoo, or moaning his name. No, he's just taking a simple shower. That's it.

[thexkuroxmanor]

"Nicolaj?" Sehun's voice rang through the bed room as he peaked out of the connecting bath room. He was careful to hide his lower boy behind the door, but he was very clearly shirtless. "So today Daejin and Sokyu drug me out for some shopping and they made my buy...well..." Stepping out his lower half was tightly cased in dark leather pants, the material sticking rather well to the lower of his hips to were the top of his hip bones were visible.

Nico had been curled up in bed, hanging upside down on the edge as Sehun had been occupying the bathroom. He didn't know what his lover was doing, but he was content to lay here nonetheless. "Ah, what? What did they make you--" As soon as his eyes peek open, he's rolling onto his stomach and sitting up, mouth dry, lips parted, words escaping him almost entirely. All except for the breathless whimper of-- "Fuck me..."

[thexkuroxmanor]

Care For a Drink? || Anakith & Ka-yee

[wearechasingthenight]

Games are what Ka-yee plays best, but never when he knows he’s going to lose. So when Anakith grins and laughs at the way he stutters, he takes a deep breath and gathers all the strength and confidence he can find. He’s not going to let some too-pretty red-head take the lead, no matter how enticing he might look and no matter how much he might actually like it. Ka-yee doesn’t lose— not games like these. 

Soon enough the dancer’s legs are hooking around him and the chair and Ka-yee can’t resist hooking a hand around the underside of the leg that rests against the back of the chair, fingers dancing along one deliciously toned thigh. He’s pulled forward and he grins because Anakith’s robe is open just enough that he can almost see the muscle that ripples beneath the material. And as much as he wants to explore, he can wait because they’re still playing games and Ka-yee can wait if it means giving him more time to gain back control.

As Anakith sits there, Ka-yee traces the parts of the tattoo he can see until his fingers are dipping beneath the silken robe, and he doesn’t pause until his hand is pressed against the small of his back. “What if I don’t have any cash on me?” Complete and utter bullshit, yes, but he wants to see what more he can get from the boy. “Surely there’s  compromise of some sort….”

[thexkuroxmanor]

He won't admit to the little hitch in his breath at the touch, goosebumps raising on his arms with the press of fingertips, because Ka-yee's hands feel strong, and Anakith has always been weak to those that could easily keep him pinned down with one hand. Swallowing back the sudden spike in his arousal, he shifts, and lets a wicked smirk curl over his lips -- because this is a game, and while he doesn't refuse to lose, he does plan on having fun with it first. 

"No cash, and you're in a strip club? Tsk, shame on you." He knows he's lying, but he decides not to call him out, instead shifting as he slides off his robe and pulls it from his shoulders, dropping it onto a shelf behind the bar. "The first two shots are free, and anything afterwards, costs you a kiss. Preferably with tongue." Anakith grins, licking over his lips before reaching over to hand off the shotglasses, and then pick up the alcohol. 

"Now, are you going to accept the offer?" He chimes, sliding himself up before laying himself down along the bar counter, body stretched out for Ka-yee in all it's glory until he's handing off the bottle to the male. "Go on, don't be shy, baby, this happens all the time."

[thexkuroxmanor]

Care For a Drink? || Anakith & Ka-yee

[wearechasingthenight]

The fingers that thread through his hair leave him scatter brained, mind an utter mess as he does his best to focus on what the male says and the name he’s given— because names are important. The first he’s given makes him smile, refraining from commenting that he’s rightly nicknamed as such. When offered a real name, Ka-yee nods; in the back of his mind, he thinks he’d like to call him Ana for short.

Ka-yee’s own name is on his lips when Anakith leans forward and just barely ghosts their lips together. It’s still enough to steal his voice for a moment— it’s enough to steal every ounce of coherency he has in that moment. All he can do is hover there and hold himself back long enough to remember his name. 

"K-Ka-yee." Fuck. Once the stutter is out, there’s no way to cover it up or pretend it hadn’t happened, not with him right there, close enough that he can practically taste him.

[thexkuroxmanor]

He can see the effect he has on the other, and it makes him grin, so much so that when the name slips from the other's lips, he chuckles a little. Anakith lets out a soft coo, his fingers slowly releasing the other's hair, sliding down to the nape of his neck before they slink down towards his clavicle, resting there for a moment while he looks him over. 

"Ka-yee, hm?" Licking over his lips, Anakith sets his tattooed leg up on the back of the other's bar stool, the snake that wraps around his skin extending from the top of his foot and over his thigh until it ends at his hip -- which is still partially hidden by his robe. It keeps a milky, painted thigh just beside the other's face, and the redhead leans back again, his other leg resting against the seat that Ka-yee is on, just beside hip, carefully, he pulls forward, dragging the stool close enough, as well as himself close enough, that the other's head is level with his abdomen. 

Slipping a hand down, he cups the male's chin and tips his head up, a soft coo leaving him. "How about this, hm? I'll give you a few free body shots, and then each one you take after costs a dollar -- and you have to tuck it into my g-string. Sound good?"

[thexkuroxmanor]

Care For a Drink? || Anakith & Ka-yee

[wearechasingthenight]

Normally, it takes more than a shot and a pretty face to have the stoic Ka-yee wavering in his actions and reactions. But the way the stranger turns and sits in front of him, legs spread so that he’s trapped between two deliciously tanned, toned thighs— well, it’s enough to hitch his breath in his throat and have him shifting in his seat. Though, he does do his best to hide the surprised, sort-of what do I do look that threatens to pull at his expression. 

And he doesn’t dare look at the shot glasses— not quite yet. Instead, he focuses on the male’s facial features, continuing to note the shock of red hair, the tanned but milky skin, and the beautiful shape of his eyes. Ka-yee is too busy staring and he almost doesn’t catch what he says. Almost. He’s practiced in multi-tasking, so the dancer’s words don’t go unheard. 

"Tempting; very, very tempting," he says with a hum and places a hand on the red-head’s knee, sliding up his thigh until he reaches the shot glass. Then he’s pulling away to tip his head back and take the shot. "Though, before I do any exploring, I think I’d like to learn your name.” I bet it’s fucking gorgeous. 

[thexkuroxmanor]

Anakith can almost taste the other's hesitation, the hint of arousal that surrounds him delicious on his tongue as he watches the stranger move, head tipped to the side as eyes examine him, taking in his every move. It's interesting to watch him shift, and to gaze over the curve of his lips as he speaks, but he's distracted then by the hand that glides up his thigh only to pull away to pick up a shotglass. 

Clearing his throat, Anakith shifts a little, and then lets out a little laugh, lips pursing some. He's more then intrigued by this male and the possibilities of their time together should the stranger decide he's good company to keep for the night. "My stage name is Sparky, but you can call me Anakith." He chimes, sliding a hand out to curl around the back of the male's neck, a warm smile offered. 

"And you, hm? What would the handsome man's name be? Or do I have to live through the rest of the night just wondering...." Leaning forward, he's close enough to slide his fingers into Ka-yee's hair, pulling on it gently to lean him back so he can let their lips near-brush. "What name should I be screaming in ecstasy?"

[thexkuroxmanor]

Fallen Comrades || Ji & Kiran

[wearechasingthenight]

"You know how things work up there, Ji," he replies, tone just as scornful as ever because, really, Jiromai should know this, having seen several angels fall himself. "They don’t tell us shit." Apparently their philosophy is the less everyone knows the better, and certain bits of information are for the superiors only. "My facts are based solely on the rumors that spread once you’d fallen— so they’re not really facts at all."

Kiran, now frustrated, takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. “Y’know, for a while, I’ve kinda missed you.” Missed your smile and your companionship and hanging out together with our charges because you really were a great friend and comrade. ”But now I can see I’ve wasted my time. If you wanna go get high and waste away with drugs and alcohol, be my fucking guest.” 

He takes a step to the side, but his gaze never leaves the other Fallen, and he waits for him to make his decision.

[thexkuroxmanor]

"Well, then maybe you should do some fucking fact-checking before you assume, hm?" The fallen shakes his head, hands coming up to cover his face. He's frustrated, and feels sick, and all he wants to do is run back home, shoot up and fall asleep, so he doesn't have to wake up for the next few days, and can just sit in silence and not have to deal with the outside world again. Shaking his head at the words, he almost refuses to believe them, but Kirans sounds genuine, and he knows Kiran well enough to know when he's being honest, and when he's not. 

Yet, the next words crumple him, chewing him up and spitting him out, kicking him to the curb without a second thought it seemed, and Ji cracked, arms wrapping tight around himself. "You don't understand..." He murmurs, an edge of desperation in his voice. "It's the only way I can forget." Even with as harsh as heaven could be, it made him feel worth something -- it made him feel beautiful. Now he just felt like an abomination. "If I don't, I remember everything, I remember the pain, the abandonment, the hurt. I remember being used, and the way it felt to sin even if it wasn't at all what I wanted, the way it felt when my wings were being ripped into my greedy, human hands."

He shakes his head, and without thinking, he walks to Kiran, straight into his chest. He doesn't expect sympathy, but he needs the closeness suddenly; because he feels like puking, and the drugs are near finished wearing off. "I can't stop, because it makes me forget, and if I don't forget, I want to claw myself apart. I'm a disgrace, an abomination, disgusting and I can't...." He shakes his head, hands curling up within the other's shirt, tears welling in his eyes. "You don't understand the hell I went through -- the hell I still go through every moment I manage to sleep, every second I'm awake and am not under the influence. I would've rather died than become what I am now..."

[thexkuroxmanor]

Care For a Drink? || Anakith & Ka-yee

[wearechasingthenight]

He’s not at the bar for more than five minutes when he catches that familiar shock of red-hair out of the corner of his eye, and he turns to watch him slip behind the opposite end of the counter. After watching for a moment, he sees him grab a bottle, as if ready to work the bar. So he’s a bartender, too, hm? Whether by luck or coincidence that he’ll have a chance at getting more than a wink or a flirty glance from the dancer— well, Ka-yee’s not stupid enough to question it.

Ka-yee does no more than catch his movements with side glances and slight tilts of his head as he makes his way over. The soon-to-be-named red-head recognizes him. He can see that much in the way he approaches, all confidence and purpose— though, perhaps that could just be the way he approaches random strangers at the bar. Because it’s totally normal to have an enticingly beautiful man, clad in only a too-short robe, pull himself up to sit on the counter just next to some man he doesn’t know. Yes, normal.

When prompted with the question, Ka-yee comes to the conclusion that he’s far too sober to answer, so he takes the shot glass, presses it to his lips, and tips his head back. The alcohol doesn’t go down quite as easily as he expects and his face scrunches a little as he swallows it all because— damn, it’s been too long. “You have no idea,” he hums in reply as he sets the glass down before tipping his head up to meet the male’s gaze. “Though, I have a feeling there’s more to it than what I saw on stage, am I right?”

[thexkuroxmanor]

Anakith watches with mild amusement, the intrigue flickering across sharp features as he watches the male. Most men here are already drunk enough to be feeling him up, but with the way the other winces, it seems as though he hasn't even had the time to drink. Perhaps he wasn't normally one, and Anakith had just been assuming considering he'd sat at the bar; or perhaps the man had spent all his time with his eyes on the dancer instead, and hadn't had a chance to order one yet. Whatever the cause, it was still hilariously adorable. 

Snorting slightly, he then picks up the glasses and shifts, sliding himself around the bar to face the other - a bare thigh settled on each side of him on the bar, and then he sets the shotglasses between his legs, a little smirk curving over his lips. "More than what you saw on stage?" Humming a little, Anakith gives a shrug of shoulders. "Normally, we get raunchier, but I'm not in the mood to be whipping my dick out in front of a crowd of people tonight." Licking over his lips, he grins then, pouring them each a shot again. 

"Unless, of course, you mean there's much more to me and my skills than what you saw on stage." Chuckling, he lifts his shot and tips it back, swallowing down the liquid easily. "Then I could most definitely say yes to that; you're free to explore your curiosity if you want. I didn't just come over here to offer you a drink and disappear." Leaning forward, he grins, reaching his hand out to lift the other's chin some. "You seemed to be staring pretty intently at me, and, well, you're just my type." Leaning back on the bar, he grins. "Take your shot, and soothe your interest, hm?"

[angel-or-monster]

Sehun couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Nico had wanted to pop the question for a while now? Sehun found it strange to believe - even after all these years of being together through ups and downs that someone as handsome, perfect, and caring as Nico would want to be tied to someone as broken, confused, and young as himself.

Arms wrap around Nico’s shoulders and he pulls him closer, welcoming the deep kiss, Kissing him like this just felt so right to the younger - Nico seriously was the only one for him and he knew that. Pulling away Sehun buried her face in the crook of his neck as he began to shake again as he continued to cry. “I love you so much, Nicolaj,” he managed to get out in between quiet sobs.

[thexkuroxmanor]

The noise of the crowd was drowned out entirely by the rushing of blood in his veins, the absolute joy that ran through him like a river, flooding his body with love and bliss. He loved Sehun to the ends of the galaxy, the universe, the world and back. He was his entire life, and that would never change, no matter what he did. 

Nico smiled warmly when they pulled apart, ignoring the tears that  rolled down his own cheeks as he lifted his hand to comb through Sehun's hair. "I love you, too, so much more than you could ever fathom. I'm never, ever ever letting you go again, I promise. Whatever hardships we face, I will never leave your side. I love you for the rest of my eternity."