"Too many to actually remember all of them!" Darius chuckled out, "A few I can remember are Austria, Malta, Bulgaria, and Latvia… been a while since I visited though…" He trailed off as he focused on Byron's eyes. He could feel a pulling sensation at the back of his mind, but brushed it away as the alcohol catching up with him. "Has anyone ever told you, you have lovely eyes? Because you really do…" Darius unintentionally leaned forward to get closer to examining the striking blue eyes of Byron.
Byron chuckled, an icy, sinister noise, as he batted his eyes at Darius.
"I have bwen told this, of course!" He said. "And yours aren't bad either." He sipped his rum, which was almost gone. He still burned with thirst.
Darius leaned even closer to Byron, his face getting progressively closer until he was only a foot away. Smiling cheekily, he brought up one of his hands and poked Byron's cheek playfully, making himself laugh with his own antics. "Cold beauty, like pure untouched snow on the Alaskan tundra…" Darius began to mumble to himself.
"I'm flattered darling… Why don't we…" He kissed the other guy without warning. His kind may be immortal, but they only lived once…
"I'm flattered darling… Why don't we…" He kissed the other guy without warning. His kind may be immortal, but they only lived once…
(Nice! Stalk the gay, Qxeen!)
Darius froze for a good second, registering that yes, this was indeed happening. Before long though, Darius let himself go and kissed Byron back, grabbing the collar of the man's shirt and yanking him closer.
Byron continued to kiss Darius. Deeper. More intensely, nipping at his tongue. He did something naughty with his own tongue, trying not to chuckle…
Darius let out a small noise of surprise as he felt Byron nip at him, though he gladly returned the favor, biting at Byron's bottom lip and slipping in his tongue. He stood up and pushed himself closer, his grip on Bryon's shirt growing tighter.
(No pressure, Shuri… just bumping this up)
(Oh… Shit…)
Byron continued, reaching up and grabbing him by the shoulder, he could feel his heartbeat. Byron distanced himself from Darius. His voice shaky.
"I'm sorry." He managed…
"Hey, it's okay," Darius let go of Byron's shirt in response to him pulling away, and let his hand drop to his side. "Don't be sorry–shit like this is expected to happen in a club. You didn't force me to do anything, and hopefully I didn't somehow force you to do anything. Most importantly, though, is please don't force yourself into doing anything, okay?" Darius reached up to gently grab Byron's arm.
"It's not that…" Byron answered, inching closer to Darius. He took out a pair of headphones, plugging them in and turning on his phone, with a random song set to play. At least now he wasn't aroused by Darius's heartbeat…
(lmao Bryon keeps dropping so many hints but Darius is more compassionate than he is clever)
"Oh… okay then…" Darius trailed off, a bit confused before coming to the conclusion that the amount of noise in the club must be really bothering Byron once he put headphones on. "Are you good now?" He tried to exaggerate his mouth movements in case Byron couldn't hear him.
I can't RP right now… I'm sorry…
(It's okay man. Thank you for telling me)
"Y-Yes…" Byron said, moving in to kiss Darius. He started with an uncharacteristic gentleness, and slowness, chuckling as he did so.
(Just making sure…)
Darius let Byron lead the kiss, but moved closer in and slowly wrapped his arms around Byron's body to pull him in. He smiled into the kiss in response to Byron's chuckles.
Byron continued his chuckling, eyes half-closed, as he brushed hsir out of their faces, and continued. He rested a hand on Darius's shoulder.
(oof sorry this is really late)
Darius let one of his arms wander upwards enough to run his hands through Byron's hair, his other hand staying strictly above the waistline, but instead just rubbed little slow circles on Byron's lower back.
