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Post by praiseofblood on Sept 25, 2010 8:39:00 GMT -5
"It is, but I'm afraid I don't know your name, though I suspect you know mine. " Damien said, looking at the male.
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Post by ode on Sept 25, 2010 8:40:29 GMT -5
Dobster winced, but went ahead with it. "Dobster - and don't you dare fucking laugh."
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Post by praiseofblood on Sept 25, 2010 8:44:40 GMT -5
Damien smiled, showing straight, pearly white teeth and Zercan fangs. "Dobster, I like it. Sounds very mystery-crime-ish. I'm Damien Siker. " he said to the male.
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Post by ode on Sept 25, 2010 8:49:03 GMT -5
"Figures you'd have a sexy name too," Dobster sighed. He had a serious case of name jealousy.
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Post by praiseofblood on Sept 25, 2010 8:59:34 GMT -5
Damien chuckled. "Never considered my name sexy before, but I'll thank my parents for you."
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Post by ode on Sept 25, 2010 9:01:54 GMT -5
Dobster scrunched his nose up and took a long sip up the drink the bartender had replaced for him. "I think you should thank me yourself. Maybe with a dance?"
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Post by praiseofblood on Sept 25, 2010 9:30:32 GMT -5
Damien was mildly surprised but nodded. "Sure," he said, waiting for the male so they could head to the floor.
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Post by ode on Sept 25, 2010 9:32:33 GMT -5
Dobster liked to dance, surprisingly, and had no problem with the upbeat song that currenlty played.
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Post by praiseofblood on Sept 25, 2010 9:38:48 GMT -5
Damien moved along with the male, a surprisingly great dancer himself.
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Post by ode on Sept 25, 2010 9:42:11 GMT -5
Dobster turned, his hand going to the back of Damien's neck as he pushed his ass back against the man.
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Post by praiseofblood on Sept 25, 2010 9:43:53 GMT -5
Damien gripped his waist and moved with him, the dance provocative. A couple Bearers and Givers stopped to watch them with a bit of jealousy.
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Post by ode on Sept 25, 2010 9:46:33 GMT -5
Turning in the man's arms, Dobster hooked a led around the male's waist and gyrated his hips.
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Post by praiseofblood on Sept 25, 2010 9:59:45 GMT -5
Damien moved opposite of him so they connect every so often. A hand rested under the male's leg, supporting him.
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Post by ode on Sept 25, 2010 14:24:57 GMT -5
Dobster leaned in close, pulling Damien's head down. "You seen to be a pro at dancing. What else are you good at?"
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Post by praiseofblood on Sept 25, 2010 14:32:43 GMT -5
"It's a tad bit more horizontal." Damien said as they danced. The boy smelled good. Damn good.
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