Till First Light (Until Tomorrow) [Damel/ Kandii]

[praiseofblood]

Damel watched as the bodies gyrated on the floor of the Faux Pas nightclub. He absently cleaned a few glasses, his hazel eyes scanning the throng of pumping male bodies.

Tonight was rather busy, it was one of the Faux's themed nights--Cowboy's and Indians. Damel couldn't count the number of assless chaps he'd seen that night.

He was snapped back into attention as a beautifully pale redhead sat down at the bar.

"What I can get ya?" he asked, his thick Jamaican accent coating his words.

[clementine]

Apparently, Kandii had not gotten the memo for the theme night. He was dressed simply in a pair of dark wash jeans that fit his ass just right and a dark, charcoal gray button up that set off his hair brilliantly. The Incubus had slumped into the bar, already tipsy from pissing through three bars previously. It was always easier to sleep with someone when he was drunk. Made it easier to forget.

Hooded green eyes flickered to the handsome bartender and Kandii licked his full lower lip without thinking, making his entire expression ooze promiscuity without him meaning to. "Scotch. On the rocks." Came Kandii's sultry voice, the perfect pitch for dark nights in an unknown bedroom somewhere.

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Damel caught the look and felt a stirring in his body, but ignored it in favor of fetching the glass and alcohol.

He poured the Scotch over four cubes and handed it to the male. "D'ere ya go, braa. Straight up." he said.

Another drunken customer staggered up to the bar, grinning at Damel.

"H--ey Dam-sexy. Can I have an appletinii?" he asked grinning, leaning over the bar to blow acohol ridden breath on the Rasta's face.

Damel frowned, stepping away slightly, but gathering the ingredients for the drink. When he had finished, he handed the concotion to the male, who's attention had been directed to the other beautiful male.

"Hey...wat's *Hic* your name?" the male asked, sliding up to the red-haired beauty.

"Yo, d'ya want ya drink?" Damel asked, frowning.

The male turned around and took the drink from him with a grin. "'anks, Damel..." he said dreamily.

Damel rolled his eyes and headed back to the other side of the bar, twisting his flowing locks up again.

[clementine]

Kandii kept his eyes on the bartender as the drink was slid up to him. The male was by far the sexiest here and the Incubus couldn't help but smile genuinely at the wild accent. He'd never heard that one before.

Taking a sip of his drink, his eyes track Damel, not hungrily, but definitely with interest. So captivated was Kandii with his ogling that he didn't take the time to field drunken club goers. At the smell of alcohol and slurred voice, Kandii wrinkled his nose and rolled his emerald eyes. Still though...

The drunk wasn't ugly or anything and Kandii was desperate for something to tide him over, anything that would stave off the need for true sex a little while longer. The Incubus smiled a hundred watt smile that was brilliant as it was fake. With no protest from the drunkard, Kandii slid his elegant hand along the man's cheek and kissed him in a passionate battle of tongue and teeth, drinking down the man's sexual energy with a sigh. Maybe he could talk to the bartender now without wanting to jump him.

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Damel was slightly surprised to see the beautiful redhead kiss the man out of the blue. Damel debated telling him what a mistake that was--that particular customer, (Charlie was his name), had a penchant for stalking people. Damel was a first hand witness to that. He decided to ignore the goings-on, this was a gay bar after-all, and at least the two weren't fucking in a corner somewhere.

Damel's head began to bop slightly as the song "Boom-boom Pow" began to play over the speakers. The song was one of his favorite, and he liked to bop along. He wiped off the bar counter, placing more coasters down.

[clementine]

Kiss done, Kandii shoved the man away roughly, pink tongue darting out to smooth over his lower lip. Odds were, he would be fucking in a corner by the end of the night.

Sated for the moment, the Incubus lost interest in the drunkard, turning away from him and back to the bartender. "Like this song?" Kandii asked blithely, voice carrying over the music as he watched the bartender hop to the music. A corner tugged at the Incubus' mouth at the sight. Cute.

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Demel blinked, slightly surprised as the beautiful redhead spoke to him. Wasn't he just tongue fucking Charlie?

"Yea," was all he said, as he watched with slight interest as Charlie hit the ground from the push. He didn't get up and Damel knew the male had passed out--Charlie always was a piss poor drunk. He moved to the end of the bar, getting out and going around to hoist the drunken male from the floor. He pulled out his walkie-talkie and paged one of the bouncers.

"Yo Chuck, Charleh's down like a bafang by teh ba'," he said.

"Again?" came the exasperated sound from from the bouncer.

"Yea," Damel said into the machine.

"Alright, Vic'll be over in a bit."

Damel waited until he saw the bouncer before going back behind the bar. He was asked for a Bud by another customer, and pulled one out of the refridgerator, pouring it in a glass and handing it over.

[clementine]

Kandii didn't even glance at the floored drunk, interest already lost on the poor fool. He watched Damel only, eyes tracking the male. He found himself frowning a little when he only got a one word answer from the bartender and decided to try again. "How long have you worked here?" He asked casually, smiling a little after the Bud was passed off.

The incubus' speech was vastly different from the native slang, but he found he enjoyed the different use of words. it made him think over what someone said. And he liked that.

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"'bout shree yeahs." Damel replied. He found it rude not to answer someone when they were talking to him.

"D'ya be wanti anyting more?" he asked the man.

[clementine]

Kandii glanced down at his down at his now empty glass and sigh. He pushed the glass towards the bartender. "Please. Whatever is your highest proof is." He could already feel his hungry pushing at him like an insistent wave. He needed to be drunk, and now.

"So, that's a long time to have been working here. Do you like it?" Kandii asked, genuinely interested.

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Damel nodded, pouring the man a double of vodka. He understood the male's need to be completely drunk. He often felt the need when dealing with the numerous horny, drunken men.

"'ere. Double vodka." he said placing the glass down before answering the redhead's question. "No, but it pays I's bills." he replied.

[clementine]

Kandii downed the glass in one glup, feeling the burn all the way down as his eyes water. He looked over the bartender again, thinking how handsome the male was. However, he didn't want to end up seducing the male, being much to interested him on a more personal level. This usually wasn't so and the need to know more confused Kandii.

"Thanks." He rasped, upturning the now empty glass. "I suppose paying the bills is the best anyone can hope for." The Incubus murmured. "If I can ask, what's your name?"

[praiseofblood]

"Me name Damel. Yaurs?" he asked, the word sounding funny with his accent. "Tis not best ta drink dat all down like dat eiter." he said motioning to the empty glass.

[clementine]

"Damel." Kandii sighed, eyes going a little misty. He licked his lower lip again. "I'm Kandii and it's better that way." He wasn't fond of alchohol in the first place, so drinking it quick was better.

"Another?" He asked, wanting to hear Damel speak again, liking the sound of the male's voice.

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"Kandeh?" he asked. "Crazeh name." he complied, making the male's drink. He slid it back over the counter. "Afta five--I cut ya off, tis tha rules." he said.