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[kersen]

Kersen sometimes did this thing where when he was feeling his worst, he tried to look his best. Elaborate drag when he was the most down, for example. Like maybe he could force cheerfulness with sequins and lipstick.

This time, he couldn't seem to muster up the energy for drag, though. What "look" said 'I just found out a lover is a serial killer'? Particularly coupled with 'what does this say about my taste in men'? Finally, he'd just gone with the forced cheerfulness: dark purple leather pants and a shirt (gifted to him by an employee years ago) that read OF COURSE I'M PRO-GAY, DO YOU THINK I WORK THIS HARD TO BE AN AMATEUR GAY in bright rainbow colors.

... also he'd started smoking again. Which was a little ironic since he was pretty sure that any effect they had on him was purely psychosomatic.

However, at the moment he was having a smoke break outside his bar. It was fairly early yet, just past 9pm. The streets were still full, lively with people leaving restaurants and shops, heading into bars and theaters. He liked this time of night, where the world was still alive. Wished he could experience more of it.

Some asshole walking by threw a homophobic slur at him, and he was briefly, stupidly tempted to flash his fangs as a threat. Instead he said, "The most fabulous you'll ever see, honey," and flicked the cigarette to the ground. Luckily it was the cowardly sort of asshole, and he just stuck up his middle finger and kept walking.

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[prince_of_nymphs]

"Oh, I don't know. I fancy a bit of attention," Fin grinned, wetting his lips with a seductive flick of his tongue.

[kersen]

Kersen's gaze went to his mouth briefly and then he said, "Well all right. Don't wander away from me, though. I can't vouch that all the vampires here have self control as good as mine." He smiled at Fin. "You do smell very good."

And he was particularly paranoid after Bonnie had attacked alcuin.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I'll be on best behaviour," Fin assured him, a grin on his lips and a playful rumble in his voice. "Cross my heart and hope to... Well, you know."

[kersen]

"Mmmm okay," said Kersen. Then he tilted his head and added, "Actually ah, unless you were hoping to be a snack for someone - which I wouldn't recommend - is it okay if I suggest that you're... mine? Easy enough to do with body language. And then you won't be bothered no matter how good you smell." Probably.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Only if you think you can sell it," Fin smirked. "I'm very hard to own sometimes..."

[kersen]

It was true; Eric for example would probably be a much easier sell, since he radiated dominance naturally. Though Kersen was still a vampire.

"Come along then, I'll get you a drink," Kersen said, and put a possessive hand on the small of Fin's back, staying close to him as they headed to the door.

"No one bothers him," Kersen said tersely to the vampire bouncer, who looked at Fin and then nodded.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin laughed a little, leaning into the touch, visibly intoxicated as he let Kersen guide him.

"I should warn you, I've had a few," he whispered.

A few drinks, a few hits...

[kersen]

"Have you?" Kersen chuckled. As they walked in, some people turned their attention to them. Not everyone; some of the younger vampires may not have senses good enough to smell him across the room if he wasn't bleeding. But a lot.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin seemed oblivious to the attention, though a least part of that was due to only barely using his magic to see. He was trying to strike a balance, and had taken to reserving his full vision for when he really needed it. The rest of the time he only used it to guide him, and show him what was near.

"Mmm, but you seem far too sober. Let's put something strong in you," Fin grinned.

[kersen]

The grin was infectious, and Kersen found himself smiling along with him as they went to the bar.

His favorite employee, Tabitha, was tending bar tonight and she smiled as she came over to them. "What can I get you two strangers?" she teased.

"He thinks I need something strong," Kersen said.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Let's do shots," Fin said cheerfully. "Two straight shots of vodka and a blowjob each, I think. Have you ever done a blowjob before, Kersen? The alcoholic sort, I mean," he added with a wink. "It's a hands free affair."

[kersen]

Kersen nodded at Tabitha, and then looked at Fin and arched an eyebrow. "I take it you have a very high alcohol tolerance?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Yes- But I may have already reached it," he admitted with a bright laugh. "It's fine though. These are my last drinks tonight, I swear it."

[kersen]

Kersen chuckled, as Tabitha poured out a row of shots of vodka in front of them. "You may want to give me one of yours so I catch up."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Shrugging, Fin slid one of the vodka shots towards Kersen, knocking back the other himself.

"Look, no hands," he said, putting down the now empty shot glass, and folding his hands neatly behind his back as he bent over and picked up the remaining shot with his mouth alone. Once he had his lips wrapped around it, the fae stood up straight and tipped his head back.

He managed not to spill a drop, and looked terribly pleased as he gingerly placed it back on the bar.

Only then did his hands fall to his sides again.

"Go on, your turn," he grinned.

[kersen]

As Fin was finishing, Tabitha finished the two blow jobs and put them in front of them. Kersen realized that he now had three vodka shots in front of him now. He cracked his knuckles and knocked back one, then one more.

"Okay then," he said, and folded his hands behind his neck, and wrapped his lips around the blow job shot glass, managing to tip his head back and shoot it without spilling, though when he dropped the glass he had to lick his lips.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin did the same same, taking a moment to enjoy the way the alcohol buzzed through him.

"We should just do this all night," he laughed, gesturing at the empty glasses. "See who falls over first."

[kersen]

"I still have one more," Kersen pointed out, and picked up the shot glass. "I don't know, Fin, I feel like passing out takes the fun out of drinking." He knocked back that one.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Alright, well what do you suggest instead?" Fin asked with a playful smile as he leaned against the bar.

[kersen]

Kersen grinned at him. A slightly stupid grin now, because he'd just had four shots in about five minutes and his head was spinning a bit. "Want me to play the piano for you? I've got oh ten minutes before the liquor really kicks in and I'm too sloshed to do it well."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Yeah? Alright. Play something I know, and I'll sing with you," he grinned.

[kersen]

"Come with me then," Kersen said, and slipped off of the barstool, taking Fin's hand. "You can sit beside me. What do you like? Know any Cole Porter?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Quite a bit, actually. Might take me a moment to remember the words though," he warned, taking the offered hand and walking at Kersen's side.

[kersen]

Kersen walked them over to the piano, which was empty for the time being, music piped in through the sound system. But he turned it off, and offered a little wave at the people sitting near the piano. Though some of them were paying more attention to Fin than to him.

He waited for Fin to slide onto the seat beside him, and then put his hands on the keys. He rolled a chord to start, and started singing immediately, assuming Fin would join in.

"Birds do it... bees do it... even educated flees do it..."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin let him go alone for a bit, but soon enough joined in, closing his eyes and singing along. He could feel eyes on him, and his magic reached out around them a little, exploring and soaking in the strange energy that lingered in the air.