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˙ ˖ ✶ Julian

"You know now that you mention it...I don't quite remember why I wanted this in the first place. My gut instinct I think is telling me I was trying to find any excuse to spend more time with you, but I could just be as my friend put it, dropping it like it's hot like the...what was it, the bee of yonce." he mused before looking up at the wall. "Ah, I remember now, I'm trying to see if I can sprout fairy wings and fly, cause even though I'm a vampire, this guy called me a fairy so I think he was onto something."

LOCATION: anywhere that makes sense but maybe museum MUSE: julian cortez | intro STATUS: open | @unveilstarters

he looked up at wall. he knew he would not be able to jump that. he was short, but he thought he was able to jump over, maybe? but then he doubted it. " why are we trying to sneak in again? " he said as he looked over at the other. " i think this is a bad idea. i'm a damn nurse, i can lose my job, please, " he sighed. " let's get out of here, go get some food, call it a night. like–– what's in there that is making you want to break in... "

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˙ ˖ ✶ Caidence

"Truly I should be given to the key to the town or something for my efforts as a good Samaritan." Izzy said in jest, his laughter quickly stifled by a moan as his hands never stopped.

"I should probably be angry at myself, for not realizing this belonged to someone of your caliber, since I should've most definitely come looking for you, given your...physique." he giggled, before his eyes darkened with desire. his legs spreading a little wider to give the harpie full view of his wet core.

"A hand you say? make sure you eat well."

"mhmm," caidence nodded along, his tongue pushing against his bottom lip, as he looked at the other without a hint of belief behind the playfulness in his eyes. "right, you were just going to come find me and return it after you finished taking care of yourself. a modern hero and a saint."

holding onto the balled up fabric of his shirt, the harpie didn't steal it from the other's hands. no. he simply stood there, holding onto it, watching as the other continued to touch themself. this wasn't the first time he's come across a man using an article of his clothing as a means to an end but normally they had, at least, met him first.

"should i be flattered you were getting off to my shirt without even knowing it's mine or insulted?" he questioned with a teasing grin. "better yet-- would it ruin the mood for you, hero, if i offered you a hand?"

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˙ ˖ ✶ Cadence

Izzy had been extremely pent up recently, finding it hard to keep his mind focused on anything other than the straying thoughts of another's body. The way he craved warmth, that feeling that could only be sated with another's touch. Nothing he did was enough, and it had been affecting his training, something his adoptive father had noted and teased him about.

So as he found himself in the bowels of red death, Izzy grabbed the nearest piece of discarded fabric, sensing the sexual energy that radiated off of it, his hands finding his own core as he kept himself busy visualizing the owner of said shirt.

"Sorry..." he gulped, slightly embarrassed, not fully stopping touching himself as the man spoke up. "Wasn't planning on taking it but you look much better without a shirt anyway, so I'd probably be doing the town a huge favor. Call me something of a modern hero."

location: masque of red death open to: open to anyone

making his way back to the private room he'd spent an hour, or so, in with a stranger-- dancing for him-- the half naked, mildly intoxicated harpie was hoping to slip in unnoticed to retrieve his discarded shirt. he was a bit disappointed that all he'd managed to do with the stranger was dance but they couldn't all be winners.

as he stepped into the room after peering at the number on the door to make sure it was right for too long, he was surprised to see someone was already in the room. cleaning, masturbating, waiting for someone else to join them-- he honestly didn't know why they were there by themselves but he didn't care. he was a harpie on a mission. he wanted his shirt.

they just happened to be holding it.

"that's mine." he spoke up with a lick of his lips as he strode forward to pull at the balled up fabric in their hands. "you weren't thinking of taking that from me, now, were you?"

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˙ ˖ ✶ Leon

Soren often found himself in odd places from time to, ever since his memory had been wiped the vampire had no idea why his body gravitated towards certain destinations. The church grounds seemed a bit peculiar for him to just gawk at without ever knowing the reason.

He scrambled his brain thinking of a reason but before he could come up with anything a voice broke his revelry. "Hot guys could never bother me," he said. "Hope I'm not doing bothering you truly, I'm just wondering why someone called me a fairy and didn't specify that they didn't mean that they thought I was a hybrid."

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Life after death had always seemed like some far off concept. Something magical, a big question for the universe to answer at the end. Leon hadn't anticipated the end hitting him in his twenties, or that it would just be some fancy new beginning wrapped up in one hell of a world view change. He'd hoped for things to be exciting still, but... Nothing really made sense, yet.

Maybe that was why he'd found himself gravitating to the church grounds. He wouldn't pretend religion had been a big part of his life growing up, but it had still painted a picture that clearly wasn't the most accurate depiction.

"Not botherin' ya, am I?" It's only when he became aware of the fact somebody had been sat next to him for a little longer than typical that he realized he'd been loitering for as long as he had. Did he look suspicious?

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˙ ˖ ✶ Keagan

"No you're absolutely fine," Rory spoke up, stretching out with a yawn that seemed longer than necessary. He'd actually been dreading waking up, not fully knowing how to handle doing something he'd thought about for years but had never actually gone through until last night. "Looks pretty tight on you, all things considered," he teased slightly as he craned his neck, noting the difference in their frames.

"Coffee sounds great, and last night was definitely fun..." and there it was, the realization of whether or not he should admit he truly enjoyed it and would wish to keep doing this sort of thing. Or fully say it was a one time thing. "Um...hope you liked it as much as I did, cause I was fully hoping to return the favor you did for me in the bathroom."

location: keagan's home open to: open to anyone*

*keagan has been in alexandria for five years. we can assume our muses are friends, simply know of each other, or this was their first time meeting. anything goes, anything is fine relationship wise, but this will have been the first time they slept together. basically they got drunk at a bar last night, keagan gave them head in the bathroom, and then they wound up back at his place where they really made a mess... and now it's morning.

mornings were never keagan's favorite, whether he had company or not. he would have preferred to sleep until noon every day if he could but sometimes his mind liked to betray him and keep him awake; or, in this case, wake him up before the sun had even crested over the horizon.

lazily seated at the island in his kitchen, wearing a pair of tight boxer briefs and a shirt he had grabbed off the floor, he nursed his third cup of coffee as he stared at the clock on his microwave as if it had committed heinous war crimes that it needed to answer for. he really wasn't a morning person.

wincing as the kitchen lights flickered on, the witch looked over at the man that had just been asleep in his bed and offered a sleepy apologetic nod of his head. "hope i didn't wake you. couldn't sleep." he mumbled, half in defense of himself and half in explanation. "i think this is yours," keagan added on as he looked down at the shirt he was wearing. "i just... grabbed it. hope you don't mind..." mornings were always uncomfortable, especially the morning after.

"last night was fun... coffee?"

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˙ ˖ ✶ Ali

"Oh come on it's cute, and if you bite me I can't really say I won't moan and enjoy it. But I'll stop if you hate it that much, would something else be fine, like Ali? and um last I checked you were looking off into space."

“I am not a dog but I swear to god, if you call me doggo one more time, I will bite you!” The half blind wolf growled out as he crossed his arms before the other. Just because he was a werewolf, didn't mean that he could be spoken to like he was some mutt. "Now, what do you want? Can't you see I'm busy." Busy doing nothing.

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"I can't believe I was lied to, for the longest time I thought I was a hybrid." Soren sighed, the semblance of disappointed peppered on his features as he listlessly looked over Kit. "Why would someone call me a fairy and not mean it?" @drzxmlxnd

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˙ ˖ ✶ Enzo

"I was about to ask if you were alright, since people have been trying to get your attention but you were entirely unresponsive." Julian chuckled as he eyed the other patrons, scanning their movements and seeing their desire ooze from their pores. That smell of yearning filling his nostrils and making him rather insatiable, but he kept the hungry beast abated. "So, boys night out or are you just trying to drink your woes away?"

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Usually Enzo wouldn't find the nights he had to 'work' any more difficult than they had always been, but after his recent conversation with Elias, the very thought of finding a bar, speaking with those his Sire had business intentions, making himself available to them. It left a bitter taste in his mouth. He had forced himself out that night, if only to appear as if he was doing as he'd been bid by his maestro. But the glass sat in front of the vampire remained untouched, eyes glassy as his mind was elsewhere until the seat beside him was filled. "Oh, mie scuse, I was far away."

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˙ ˖ ✶ Lucretius

"Oh, sorry nothing really I was just trying to get away from the crowds for a little bit. Didn't mean to be a bother," Izzy offered with a smile as he nursed his drink. Parties like this were something his father had prevented him from attending when they weren't in Alexandria as meddling with too many mortals would bring unwanted attention, so until they settled here, they were more of a nomadic tribe than anything.

"Plus, there's a guy who has been eyeing me all night and I don't know how to tell him I'm not interested. So I'm sort of hoping he gets the hint if he sees me next to you and thinks we're together."

open to anyone location the masque of the red death

although lucretius owned and operated one of the most popular nightclubs in alexandria, that didn't mean he was one to party himself. maybe it was being a millennia and half old or the fact that mortals couldn't keep up with him but lucky usually locked himself away in his office or watched from the balcony above to make sure nothing bad was going on. on the rare occasion that he wanted to make things interesting, he'd join the fray and make sure his patrons were having the time of their lives.

tonight was one of those nights, he'd concocted a drink that would certainly bring those patrons to euphoria. he sat in a corner of the room, quietly observing the people who were dancing the night away while he sipped on some bourbon himself. he'd been snapped out of his trance when someone approached his table. "what can i do for you?"

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˙ ˖ ✶ Cerio

"So you're not just a looker but a perfect charmer as well. What's next you're addictive in bed?" Izzy giggled, playfully rolling his eyes at the picture perfect sight in front of him. Cerio was definitely a guy he would've been head over heels for in his younger days, even now he was trying to not swoon too quickly was he was graced with the man's charms. "I'll definitely be giving you the full Yelp review, five stars and all," he teased. Biting his lips he enjoyed the little pec dance Cerio indulged him with as he let his hands wander over to the man's biceps. "Anything for my damsel, and honestly wherever you feel the need to. Part of me thinks giving people a spectacle in the mirror maze might be fun,"

˙ ˖ ✶ Cerio

"Then allow me to keep going then, I'd hate for you to lose interest. Something tells me I'm going to like your eyes on me." Izzy beamed, watching the man take bites out of his snack. "Maybe I am, and hopefully I'll find out for myself if all the rumors are true." Taking his hand, he placed his palm on Cerio's chest as he smiled. "Pretty sure I think this will be the most comfortable place for me tonight." Turning back to the games, he eyed one that he was sure he could win with or without magic. "I like the way you think," he mused before attempting to knock down bottles with a ball. Enhancing his throws with magic only on his finger tips, he managed to topple the targets before being awarded the giant bear. "This thing is like twice my size, but...all for you."

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˙ ˖ ✶ Aden

Izzy was a far cry from a virgin but after having lived with nothing more than magic training and his adoptive siblings, he didn't really have the time to venture into the nightlife in town. As they went downstairs he was caught of guard with the sudden roughness, how the man pressed him against the wall, forcing moans out of him as his neck was kissed. Taking one hand, he guided Aden's fingers below, so he could feel that hot wet pussy at his fingertips. "This is what you've been causing for a while now,"

While he didn't know if Izzy was a virgin or not, he could definitely tell that the other was pretty shy. That was cute. Even as a virgin, Aden didn't remember blushing this much. He led Izzy into one of the empty rooms, but he left the door slightly opened. "I'm sure you're going to be just fine." Then the siren turned around, grabbed him by his waist, and guided him against one of the walls. "It's a place where I can make you mine. Show you all of the pleasures fo the world." With that, he quickly leaned his head down and started to press kisses onto Izzy's neck.

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˙ ˖ ✶ Lysander

"There's not a single cell in my body that would wish to cause you harm. I'll just go to a bar and feed on the sexual tension between all the men and their draft beer." Julian drawled before smiling over at Lysander. "Usually I'd just have my fill thanks to one of my performances but as I am on hiatus from touring, it's been a lot harder to indulge. I'm not about harming anyone just for the sake of feeding, I'm not barbaric. Besides, I'd much rather get to know why such a cute guy is making such surprised noises."

Maybe he absorbed something magical around him, though today just felt weirdly off and everyone seemed to be on edge around him. Maybe he'd find answers but in his experience, Lysander learned it was better to not dwell on these sorts of things. "Pent up?" the siphoner cocked a brow. "You're not going to kill me now, are you?"