forum "One does not simply love a Death God." "Really? But you make it so easy!" (Closed)

Started October 28, 2020 by @Vuclan-is-tired

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The sun flickered across Coleś skin through the open blinds that lined the window in his room, the dust and a few feathers from pillows from the night before floating through the air. Eyes opening, he groggily let his hands fuss around in search of his phone, landing on a shoulder attached to what he soon realized to be a naked man lying next to him.
His hand slowly retreating, he took in the state of his room, lifting the blankets off his lap to realize that he was wearing underwear that wasn´t his. He grumbled quietly, covering his face with the covers as the night slowly came back to him.

¨What´s your order?¨
¨Shots please¨
¨Wow, going straight for the big guns, huh? Bad day?¨
¨No, I just wanna get wasted and fucked¨. Running a hand through his hair, the bartender chuckled and began pouring two shots.
¨Here you go¨ he mumbled, but when he looked up Cole was on the other side of the room, talking to the tall, dark and handsome man across the room that was now in his bed.

Kuro could barely remember what happened the night before. He woke up with a pounding headache, and light shining in his eyes. He clenched his eyes shut and took a deep breath. He felt someone touch his shoulder but he didn't move. He just tried to process and recall what had happened. He had left the underworld in need of a break, he remembered that much. And then he went to a bar for a solid hour. He couldn't remember what he had, he just remembered having various drinks, before a cute male came up to talk to him… everything else was a blur. Pleasure induced blur, he remembered that much from the fact that he was naked in bed with another person. He groaned and slowly sat up. He wasn't wearing his own underwear, he could tell that and took a deep breath. He glanced over at the person he was sleeping with.

He felt the other man move and cringed, wondering how quick it's take him to pick up his stuff and leave. He didn't move, letting him think he was still asleep if that's what he wanted to do, but after a few moments he realized that wasn't going to be the case.
Flipping over, he was surprised to realize he didn't have a headache but just that the two shots he has was enough to let the not so deep level of man-whore overcome him yet another evening.
"Good morning" he hummed softly, voice not so deep but raspy enough to make up for it.
Surveying the man that sat before him he began to realize this man was what he thought to be way out of his league and flushed a soft shade of pink. Maybe he was just in need of a fuck and decided to settle for him.
Adjusting his septum piercing, he stretched, a small squeak escaping him.

Kuro never really left the people he slept with alone in the mornings. Yes, sometimes that was just better, especially if the sex had been… inadequate. But it was fine. He hummed quietly and stretched, a few bones in his back popping. He leans back into the bed again and took a deep breath. He startles a little bit when he heard the other speak, smiling a little bit. "Good morning." He hummed softly as he sits up again and reaches down, grabbing a water bottle and offering it to the other. "I hope you're not to sore from last night's activities?" He chuckles, "Or have to much of a hang over. I have a few pain pills if you need them." Kuro stifled a yawn and relaxed a little more, running a hand through his dark hair trying to smooth it out a little bit.

Gingerly taking the bottle, he sighed, his adam´s apple bobbing as he took a few sips before handing the bottle back to him. His fingers made their way through his hair, trying to fix it so he at least looked a little presentable.
He still had eyeliner on from the shoot he had done yesterday and not bothered to take off to go to the club. When he asked if he was sore he just smirked, his eyes dropping down to the other´s neck which was now littered with hickeys.
¨Shit, I´m so sorry.¨ Cole´s voice was quiet and nervous, hoping he wouldn´t get mad at the marks.
¨I´m good for a hangover, I only had two shots last night so I´m fine," he mumbled in response, biting his lip. This was usual for him, the inside of his mouth scarred from how much he cut through his own lip from biting it.

Bite marks and hickey's covered the others neck, and Kuro chuckled quietly, rubbing at his own neck. He could feel the hickey's scattering his skin. Kirk laughed when the other apologized for the markings along his skin, "No, no. No need to apologise." He hums and stretches again. "It's fine." He rubs at his neck before standing slowly and humming. He hummed as he tilts his head. "I'm glad to hear you don't have too much of a headache. I can't say the same." Kuro sighed and stood, before grabbing some pain pills from his wallet and dry swallowing them. "I can uh- leave if you want me to." He clears his throat and grabs for his pants.

He watches him stand, shifting when he realized exactly how tall he was. His eyes fluttering before looking at him through his lashes, jaw clenching slightly at the sight of him in his underwear. ¨I still wanted to apologize¨ he shot back, still in that unsure, nervous tone from before.
No matter how much he didn't want to admit it, he really did want him to leave that quick. Usually, he didn't have to think about this because they would already be gone before he woke up, but this time he wasn't.
Eyes scanning him mindlessly, he realized where his own underwear had gone.
¨Y-You´re… um… wearing my underwear¨.

He hummed quietly as he shrugged before laughing quietly and shaking his head. He tilts his head when the other said that he still wanted to apologize. He didn't really think of it as he got dressed, "No. I'm pretty sure these are mine." he replies quickly. Now that the other was awake and Kuro knew that he wasn't in pain, it was time for Kuro to leave as quickly as possible. He ties his hair back into a ponytail and waved mindlessly. "Take care."

He watched him leave without another word, listening as the front door shut before falling back down into his bed for another hour of sleep. He had lied about not being in pain, but he guessed it was for the better.

Waking up about three hours later, Cole decided he should finally get up, standing up and heading to the washroom, pulling his towel up off the floor in the process. Never liking hot showers, he set the tempura to cool and sat there for a good five minutes before beginning to wash.
Getting out and getting dressed, he decided that he'd go over to that bar and look for his bag he'd left with the bartender last night, knowing that it was probably a waste of time since he probably wasn't even serving today.
"Oh well, might as well just go to get out of the house huh Smitz?" he hummed, petting the soft black cat before picking her up and rocking her like a baby before placing her back down on the countertop.

Kuro returned quietly to the hotel he was staying at. It wasn't one mortals could see, rather a gods quick pitstop. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair and went to his room. He took a quick shower, not wanting to deal with anything at the moment. He ran a hand along his face and gave an exhausted sigh. He didn't know how long he stayed in the shower, he thought it was going to be quick. But he was one to dissociate in the shower and just completely lost track of time. He eventually did pull out of the shower and get dressed. It felt like nights when he went out to go have some quick sex or get drunk, a little piece of him always… broke. Being a death god constantly meant loneliness, the other gods never wanted to go near him. People hated him for simply doing what mother nature wished. He was feared just because he was unknown. Kuro flops onto his bed and he heard a small mewl. He glanced over at his pillow and sighed. "Sorry Nyx." The small cat huffed in reply before curling closer to him. He didn't know how long he stayed like that, staring at the ceiling, Nyx settled on his lap. He figured he might as well go get another drink and do the same thing as usual. Get some drinks, and find someone to mess around with.
He groaned and walks out of the hotel, teleporting to the bar and entering again. He ordered his usual and settled in his usual spot.

Opening the door to the bar, he shivered slightly, he chilled air outside making his breath fog up even without having just taken a hit. He put the pen in his pocket and ran a hand through his hair. Walking over to the bar, smiling when he saw the bartender that was there last night. Not noticing the other man at first, he sat down, sighing and face planting into his hands.
After taking the bag he asked for a drink, mentioning that he was going outside for a quick smoke but would be back in a minute.
He pulled the long blazer he wore closer to him, the linen of his pants keeping his legs warm and the black turtleneck he wore keeping the hickeyś covered and all decorated with a pretty silver chain.
He took a hit, blowing the dense cloud out in o´s and after a few more heading back inside.

Kuro didn't even look up when the door to the bar opened up, and he sighed. The cold never really bothered him. It was cold in the underworld year round. Unless of course you counted the gardens, which no one could really count because only Kuro had been in there. He drank quietly. He was never really a loud drunk, more like a quiet one that had a sex drive increase. He sighed and rests his head on his hand, gazing outside. He didn't care for the hickeys, he wore turtle necks anyways. He always had this sad look on his face when he was drinking. He didn't want to drink, but as of late, it was really the only thing that was keeping his mind off the underworld. He gazes at his drink before downing it again. He walks to the bartender and asks for another, nodding in thanks before returning to his corner.

Rubbing his hands together, pink-nosed Cole thanked the tender for the drink and took a sip, scrolling through his phone before scanning the bar. Eyes going wide when he saw the man from last night, who he wouldn't accept the fact that he forgot his name already, sitting only a few seats away from him. Looking down into his glass, he coughed, leftover smoke coming out in a cloud and the bartender glaring at him jokingly.
After taking a few more sips, Cole got brave enough to begin looking somewhere other than his feet. He checked his phone before he got enough courage to glance over at him.

Kuro didn't seem to notice the other, staring either into his drink or staring out the window. He seemed to be lost in his own little world. He would never acknowledge anyone who walked by, only looking up and saying a few words before the person would walk away. Other than that. He didn't look up from his drinks or the outside world. He did however get the feeling someone was staring at him and he paused, momentarily looking up from his drink before shaking his head and taking a drink of his alcohol and returning to staring outside.

Deciding to move over to him, he slipped off the chair and walked over to Kuro, biting his lip in nervousness. Tapping him on his shoulder, Cole smiled at him, taking a sip of his drink and leaning on the counter.
"Hello again"
As he adjusted his collar, he sat down next to him, looking over him and his posture. "Bad day?"

Kuro jumped a little bit when he heard the other talk, and feeling the touch on his shoulder. He adjusts himself and looks up at the person in front of him. Oh… the man from last night. He hummed and gave a lazy smile. "Ah, sorry. Was in my own little world." He sits up a little bit. "I'm alright…" He smiled gently. He was a little surprised by the other coming to talk to him. Hadn't he been eager for Kuro to leave this morning? Odd. He decided to leave it for now, entertain the other for now. "Ah, hm. I don't think I ever told you my name. I'm Kuro." He offers his hand.

As his stomach did a tiny flip when the other smirked at him, he stepped on his foot and responded. ¨Nice to meet you. I´m Cole¨
Shifting in his seat and taking another sip, his eyes couldn´t move from the man. ¨Why´d you leave in such a rush this morning?¨ he asked, hoping he wasn´t poking an unwanted subject. Maybe he´d dreamed it up, but he never said he had to go. Cole would´ve made him breakfast if he´d stuck around. A thank you for the amazing sex that had ended with bruises on his hips and waist and hickey´s on his neck he´d found a little later.

He laughed a bit. "Nice to meet you officially, Cole." He hummed as he took a sip from his drink. He hummed as he turned his attention back to the other. He chuckles softly. "Why'd I leave? Hm. Well. I was simply going off your body language. You seemed like you wanted me out, so I made my exit." He shrugged and sighed as he slowly stretched. "Besides, I stayed to make sure you were okay. Sometimes I get a little to rough depending on what my partner wants." He shrugs and takes another sip of his drink. "How are you feeling now that it's a little later in the day?" He asks quietly, still making sure Cole was okay.

¨Well, some pretty nice bruises were made in…places…hot places… but other than that just the usual soreness¨ he chuckled, looking up at him through his lashes once again, those piercing blue eyes flickering down to his lips before connecting to his eyes.
¨How´re you? Sometimes I leave backs redder than they came ¨ he asked, biting his lip before taking another swig.

He laughs softly, a small smile on his lips. "Yes, I do know how to leave some good marks. I'm glad to hear that you're not in to much pain. He hummed and takes another sip of his alcohol before gazing at Cole, noticing the subtle movements of those breathtaking blue eyes. "Mmm, believe it or not, but I actually enjoy having my back scratched up." He winks playfully before finishing off his drink. "Glad you're up and moving though."

Laughing softly as he watched him take another sip, he sat back a little, lip still caught in his teeth. "Yea, too bad I can't remember anything from after we got into the house" he sighed, adjusting his grip on his glass. "Yea… what about you? You ok? Scratches don't hurt that much?" he asked softly, running his fingers through his curls

"Hmmm, neither can I. Suppose I drank a little too much." He laughs and hums as he turns his gaze to the man beside him. He shook his head. "Nah, I don't mind being covered in hickeys and having my back turned red. Prefer it actually, shows it was a good night." He waved one of the waitresses over and took another drink, thanking her before turning his attention back to Cole. "Means I had fun."

"Well maybe there should be another night sometime soon."
Smirking to himself, he took another sip, turning to face him. "How many hickeys exactly? Are we talking like one or two on your neck or my usual work? By the way, the usual work consists of hickeys littered everywhere". Cole chuckled nervously, hoping it was rather the former than the latter due to his history with not knowing that the people the hooked up with were already in a relationship beforehand.