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[apocalypsejack]

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For Keith

[apocalypsejack]

[Continued from here]

I'm always up for company.

I was too drunk to be responsible for anything I might have done to you.

o, thanks

[theemokid]

Okay, sure. And I don't think you've done anything, I'd know.

[apocalypsejack]

I'd check for lipstick, not bruises. I'm more of a lover than a fighter.

written matter of factly by him. XD written more than he usually would - hangover XD

[theemokid]

[There's a long pause before the next message. And then it comes.]



I've checked. No lipstick. Besides, I'm not the type that people fall in love with. It's because I don't connect much. One'd've to fight for it t get me to.

Commence the trashfire

[apocalypsejack]

Who said anything about falling in love? I don't need to love someone to leave lip prints on their body.

Pffftt. Keith: gives a fair warning. Not irritated, he's too hangover

[theemokid]

's a bit dangerous, then, without. Could get you a swift punch to face.

But whatever. I'm not your caretaker. You can risk your face with people if you wanna.

[apocalypsejack]

Don't tell me you're one of those won't even kiss until they know they're in love. It would be so disappointing.

[theemokid]

Dunno. Never fell in love yet. Kissing looks stupid.

[apocalypsejack]

You should try it. You might like it.

[theemokid]

Listen, if next thing you're gonna talk about pretty girls on all planets, I'm gonna pass for now.

[apocalypsejack]

Pretty girls, pretty boys. I tend to prefer pretty boys.

[Which explains a lot about why jack is talking this way. ]

[theemokid]

I see. Good luck finding those. Just so you know, no one ever calle me pretty, so I know I'm not.

[apocalypsejack]

Who are these heathens you've been around?

[theemokid]

My best friends.

You're drunk. Or flirting.

[apocalypsejack]

Are they blind?

Can't I be both?

[angelic_asshole]

Balthazar had heeded Jack's message about wanting payment in the form of food so clutched in a bag he had some oysters, champagne and some figs. That was what he desired so the angel had made it so. How to please a rather fussy prostitute? Try to butter him up with what he loved most.

Teleporting to Jack's location was easy since he had honed in on the man's apartment at the top of a tall Manhatten skyscraper. Very fancy. The city on the other hand well...that was another story. Seedy and full of vermin could be the chosen words among others.

"I do hope I didn't keep you waiting, darling."

Stepping up towards Jack, Balthazar waved the bag of goodies in front of the other man smirking.

[theemokid]

I guess it's more that most of them are taken.
Are you calling me handsome?

Can, I suppose.

[apocalypsejack]

I don't know if you're handsome. I was too distracted by your ass in those devastatingly tight pants.

[apocalypsejack]

Jack is indeed laying out in a lawn chair chaise with a very frilly umbrella shading him and he is slowly sipping at a bottle of Jack Daniels. Oddly there is a rocket launcher sitting beside the chair. There is also a large white dog sitting beside him that looks curiously at the new arrival and then to its master for directions.

"It's a beautiful day to wait." He was waiting for more than Balthazar today.

Seeing the man, or rather angel, step forward he drops a leg off either side of the chaise to offer him a seat between his legs.

[angelic_asshole]

The dog caught the angel a little off-guard as he indeed sat down in between his host's legs, offering him a coy glance as he set the food and drink down on the nearby table. The bottle of Jack Daniels reminded Balthazar of himself as he tended to get through many bottles in one night's sitting. It just showed that he was in familiar company.

"Indeed. Even better when handsome men sit underneath frilly umbrellas."

A sly hand came out to slide up Jack's leg. Just a quick touch, nothing too demanding and owing payment for. Not yet. Balthazar liked to toy with his lovers before jumping into bed with them.

[apocalypsejack]

He notices the glance at the dog and smiles. "That's Diamond."

Jack sets his rocks glass aside and pulls a out a pair of champagne glasses from next to the chair. These he offers to the angel.

"Speak for yourself." Jack sits up to be closer to the angel. "I'm closer to the median."

[angelic_asshole]

"A good name for a handsome beast."

Balthazar thought about petting the dog but then decided against the idea just in case it was part of Jack's bodyguard network. The rocket launcher and dog told him everything he needed to know and he could gauge what sort of trouble this guy messed in. The city spoke for itself.

A quick motion and the glasses were soon filled with champagne bubbling nicely. He gently clinked his own glass against Jack's in a romantic gesture before taking his first sip. A good vintage.

"I'm assuming that huge weapon of yours does huge damage to nearby aircraft. My huge weapon is safely tucked away for now."

The innuendo casually rolling off the angel's tongue.

[apocalypsejack]

"She's a good girl."

He was very fond of the dog since he found her. The instant filling of the glass gets a raised brow and a sense of curiosity but he doesn't mention it. Jack sips his champagne and smiles over the edge of the glass.

"It's not the only huge weapon I have." Jack leans back, sprawling in front of the angel. He's unashamed and has a huge ego. This is how he lives and the angel will just have to accept it.

[angelic_asshole]

"I'm sure it isn't. The same could be said about mine, love. Birds of a feather..."

He offered the man a smirk and downed all of his champagne in one. It was his way and he was damn thirsty. An angel could outdrink any mortal any day and right now he wanted other things in his mouth rather than champagne or food. But he would have to wait since Jack wasn't a free agent.

"How about we talk about what you like in the bedroom."

The hand moved up to slide against Jack's smooth cheek, gently feeling the soft skin underneath his digits.

[apocalypsejack]

"Is that why you were on my roof?" He teases, still sipping at the champagne. Jack rarely gets champagne so he is going to savor it.

"I'm a professional. What are your interests?" He turns the question around on the angel. Jack even poker faces the touch despite being interested in the man leaning near to him.