Jan rolled over on his side and regarded Cyn thoughtfully. " We can do that again. I don't think you'd hear me objecting much."
He thought about what other trouble they might possibly get into. Feeling in a far better mood than earlier, Jan thought it might be fun to prowl the city. He didn't need to feed but Cyn might, especially with Jan having drank from him
"I'm sure we can find something else to do. Show you around Nachton properly."
Looking for trouble
Cyn tilted his head to glance at the arm around him. There was no reproach in that, just mild curiosity. As personal space went, Cyn's 'bubble' was at least two inches under his skin. So if Jan wanted to touch, paw or otherwise act the possessive male, sure, let him.
In fact, Cyn was more than willing to help him out in that regard. Turning slightly, he pressed himself against Jan's side, resting a hand on the small of his back. They were almost equal height, making it easy for him to lean forward and whisper in his companion's ear.
"Give me your best shot."
He smiled at the bouncers then, keeping eye contact for as long as possible. One never knew who might feel like playing later on.
"VečernÃÂ."
Jan
18 years ago
Cynicke Valentin
18 years ago
"That sounds suspiciously like a date," Cyn remarked, the corner of his mouth lifting in a bemused expression. "First you fuck me and -then- you date me? Wanted to make I'd put out first, did you?"
He poked Jan lightly in the ribs, but couldn't seem to muster up any fake offence. The various bites and cuts on him were itching a bit as they started closing up, making him move restlessly. With the bone melting aftermath now passing, he was eager to be up and doing something or down and doing something, as long there was some sort of doing involved, not just lying in bed gabbing. That shit was for mortals and poofs. Just because Cyn liked taking it up the ass did not make him a nancyboy.
Finally he sat up, one hand lifting to rub at the fading scar on his shoulder where the bite had been. He shrugged.
"Whatever you like."
He poked Jan lightly in the ribs, but couldn't seem to muster up any fake offence. The various bites and cuts on him were itching a bit as they started closing up, making him move restlessly. With the bone melting aftermath now passing, he was eager to be up and doing something or down and doing something, as long there was some sort of doing involved, not just lying in bed gabbing. That shit was for mortals and poofs. Just because Cyn liked taking it up the ass did not make him a nancyboy.
Finally he sat up, one hand lifting to rub at the fading scar on his shoulder where the bite had been. He shrugged.
"Whatever you like."
Jan
18 years ago
"Good, Let's bale."
Jan got up and started to get dressed. Sure, he liked to muse over things and could sit and compose for hours but he had to be in the mood for that. Most of the time he simply didn't have the patience. Besides, while Cyn was a fun roll in the sheets, he didn't know the kid enough to have anything to talk to him about. Hell, he didn't even know what clan the boy was. The idea of Jan rolling an Anantya amused him greatly but he doubted Cyn was one of the relics, could be an Evenhet though or perhaps just clanless.
Maybe he was Tacharan, in which case.. he'd be seeing the kid again. He could live with that.
Jan got up and started to get dressed. Sure, he liked to muse over things and could sit and compose for hours but he had to be in the mood for that. Most of the time he simply didn't have the patience. Besides, while Cyn was a fun roll in the sheets, he didn't know the kid enough to have anything to talk to him about. Hell, he didn't even know what clan the boy was. The idea of Jan rolling an Anantya amused him greatly but he doubted Cyn was one of the relics, could be an Evenhet though or perhaps just clanless.
Maybe he was Tacharan, in which case.. he'd be seeing the kid again. He could live with that.