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It was supposed to be a wild night out with his older cousins. Itt was supposed to be them showing how much more wild their little town was. It was supposed to be all boys together but Tonio had been quickly disappointed by their promises. Not in the club, no the club wasn't so bad but Tonio had been abandoned by his cousin after he realised that the autograph was a one-off thing and Tonio didn't actually make a habit of hanging around young, beautiful actresses and all their beautiful friends.

Gian was dancing with a girl and who knows where the others where, leaving Tonio alone to prop up the bar. Smiling in bemusement, he ran a hand through his hair before leaning across to order another drink. Well, if he wasn't going to find entertainment with his cousins then he'd have to make his own up. Taking his drink, he glanced across the crowd with a mischievous smile lingering on his lips before he caught someone's eye.

"Ciao, can I get you a drink?"

Date: 2014-08-25 12:15 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] second_son

Could it hurt, he thinks, just this once? It isn't as if he and Fabrice are dating, per se. But that Demetri knows is another kind of prevarication. A way of twisting his words to get what he wants. You're just like your father, even if you don't want to be.

"Yes. I really do."

Date: 2014-08-25 10:11 am (UTC)
second_son: (charmer)
From: [personal profile] second_son
Demetri watches him go, all the way to the hall leading to the bathroom. It's only then that he slips off his stool, sending a quick text message. It's me. I'm still coming, but I'll be late.

That makes it worse he knows, slipping his phone back into his coat pocket and following the other man. Just this once, he tells himself. Just this one more time.

Date: 2014-08-25 11:14 am (UTC)
second_son: (kissing)
From: [personal profile] second_son
As soon as the stall door is shut he's pushing the other man back against the wall. This isn't the time or place for a leisurely encounter, and nor does he want that. Demetri kisses him eagerly fingers practices at undoing Tonio's trousers.

Re: ~nsfw~

Date: 2014-08-25 12:20 pm (UTC)
second_son: (interested)
From: [personal profile] second_son
The excitement of the moment always makes it better, something intoxicating about the need and the close quarters. Demetri's smiling into the kiss, his hand sliding inside of Tonio's trousers to wrap around the length of him. "Tell me you want this."

Re: ~nsfw~

Date: 2014-08-25 01:19 pm (UTC)
second_son: (kissing)
From: [personal profile] second_son
"Good," he whispers against the other man's mouth, undoing his own fly impatiently. It's never enough, the hands, the fumbling, the rush of fucking somewhere so very public. Yet he keeps doing this, taking stupid risks for attractive men in idiotic situations. Demetri knows he even has a condom on him, kept ostensibly for encounters with the one man he should be doing this with, the one man who's not in this stall with him.

Re: ~nsfw~

Date: 2014-08-26 08:30 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] second_son

"Fucking hell," he hisses as soon as he sees Tonio on his knees, never mind when his mouth covers his cock. Demetri twists his fingers in Tonio's hair, dark curls slipping through his hands. "If you do that for too long, you might have to wait."

Re: ~nsfw~

Date: 2014-08-27 12:22 pm (UTC)
second_son: look. I had to, okay??? (casual/attractive)
From: [personal profile] second_son
It's something that Demetri has always loved too. The way that different men felt, the way that they sounded with his cock in their mouth or their ass. It's always been intoxicating to him, perhaps too intoxicating.

He thrusts, not willing to give up this feeling yet. "You, dammit. You."

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