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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 31, 2012 19:06:27 GMT -5
Colan woke, blinking at the strange bed and scent of sex. He ran his tongue over his teeth as he sat up and blinked at the taste of blood. "What the hell?" he blinked, as he thought of the hot piece he'd had last night. "No way...."
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Post by ode on Jan 31, 2012 19:10:30 GMT -5
Riordan absently rubbed at his neck as he went over the proper directional coordinates. It figured someone with a sex drive like that would be an, he assumed, vampyre. The guy certainly didn't look anything like it. Not that any of it mattered anyway. Riordan Prynne didn't do seconds.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 31, 2012 19:15:39 GMT -5
Colan stood, showered, dressed and went to find his room and his mate. Mate...that word still rang funny in his soul.
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Post by ode on Jan 31, 2012 19:18:25 GMT -5
Riordan, once finished his shift, headed back to the bar. While not looking for a cock - hell no, his ass was still so delieciously sore that he wanted to enjoy the pain or awhile - a beer to ease he pain tastes good as hell.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 31, 2012 19:23:31 GMT -5
Colan went to work for a while, but found his mind turned tot he beauty from last night. finally, giving in,he headed to the bar to look for him.
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Post by ode on Jan 31, 2012 19:25:36 GMT -5
"Give me a double of Jose'," Riordan told Ziggy, the cute bartender he sometimes flirted with.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 31, 2012 19:28:13 GMT -5
Colan blinked as he locked eyes with the male, sliding up next to him at the bar, he blinked at the mark on the male's shoulder. It was his.
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Post by ode on Jan 31, 2012 19:29:25 GMT -5
Riordan raised a brow at the man but said nothing, just took back his shot.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 31, 2012 19:33:51 GMT -5
Colan growled at that. How dare the male ignore him. He looked at the male, "I think we need to talk." he said to the male.
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Post by ode on Jan 31, 2012 19:36:07 GMT -5
Riordan snorted. "I don't do seconds. You were good, great actually, but rules are rules." That said, he saluted him with his beer and turned aroudn in his stool to look over the dance floor.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 31, 2012 19:44:23 GMT -5
Colan caught the male's arm. "It's not for sex. And you'll be rather upset to find that you won't be getting anyone else tonight."
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Post by ode on Jan 31, 2012 19:46:25 GMT -5
Riordan yanked his arm away, scowling at the man. "You'd best be backing the fuck up. I told you whats what now move on."
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 31, 2012 19:52:42 GMT -5
Colan rose a brow. "Alright, I'll let you find out for yourself, mate." he hissed before stalking off.
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Post by ode on Jan 31, 2012 20:17:30 GMT -5
Riordan started to snort before promptly choking. What the fuck had he just said?
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 31, 2012 20:22:05 GMT -5
Colan stalked off, his ire piqued.
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