Blank was casually leaning against the bar, wearing shocking attire coming from someone like him - a t-shirt and loose pants. Pants. What ever happened to his belts and his thong? As soon as he caught sight of Reno, he looked grim and motioned for his friend to come forward. Once Reno was within earshot, Blank began to speak in a soft, grave voice.
"...Aeris talked to me the other day," he paused for effect, "...she kept stammering and stumbling over her words. Honestly, I couldn't understand a thing she was saying, so I thought I'd come ask you directly."
He paused again, "But don't tell me now, or here. I had some drinks delivered upstairs. We're going to have a room at the end of the hall, where no one can hear us, have a few drinks to loosen up, okay?" Jabbing his thumb at the stairs, he shoved his hands in his pockets - the gesture felt good - and made his way to them, not stopping until they were in their room, fully expecting Reno to follow.
It was a small, humble room with two windows, since two of the walls were sides of the building. The curtains were drawn, leaving the room to be dimly lit by the few lamps. Two seats were flanking a old round table, their drinks set on the table by a tendress previously. The table was oddly situated near the bed, and the bed was strangely large, almost as though Blank had requested-... but no, it must have just worked out that way when he asked for rooms at the end of the hall.
Reno's head tipped to one side just a little as he listened to the other speak, a hand dislodging itself from within a pocket to rise, plucking the cigarette from his lips as he watched the other head off. He followed, reaching out to stub the cigarette out in one of the provided ashtrays as he passed the bar.
'Well this certainly is interesting' he thought, footsteps sounding on the wooden floor just behind Blank's. 'Moving to the room already? How.. exciting.' He smirked to himself, but quickly removed the expression as they entered the room. His eyes flitted around for a moment, before settling on the rather over-sized bed - and quickly switching to the table, and the drinks upon it.
"Over there," Blank nodded to the seat closest to the bed to Reno, gesturing for him to sit. He waited for his guest to near the chair, and just as Reno was about to sit down, Blank called out to him and stopped him.
"Oh! Wait," he began, "before we have our talk... I wanted to tell you..." A slow grin spread over his features.
"I'm a bloody liar."
With that and a laugh, Blank walked right over to Reno and kissed him firmly on the lips before tipping him off balance and onto the bed. Crawling after him, settling himself on Reno's hips, Blank gloated by grinning down at his captive, running his hand through his hair.
"Forgive me for skipping the formalities, but shall we get down to celebrating your coming out of the closet?"
Quite taken a back by the sudden advances made upon him, and the press of lips to his own, Reno fell back onto the bed easily - lucky for him it was a big one too, or he'd have cracked his head on the wall. Finding himself pinned down, his eyes danced up the torso which held him, and to the grinning face which bore down over him.
Narrowing them, he glared up at Blank. "What if I don't want to..?"
"But you do," Blank was still gloating, "You're just too much of a pussy to face the fact you want to." Even as he spoke, his hands were already - and likely unnoticeably - undoing Reno's shirt buttons. Being a pickpocket meant he had amazing dexterity. It paid off in bed more often than not.
"But if you really don't feel free to stop me at any time. You won't, though, now will you, Reno?"
"...Aeris talked to me the other day," he paused for effect, "...she kept stammering and stumbling over her words. Honestly, I couldn't understand a thing she was saying, so I thought I'd come ask you directly."
He paused again, "But don't tell me now, or here. I had some drinks delivered upstairs. We're going to have a room at the end of the hall, where no one can hear us, have a few drinks to loosen up, okay?" Jabbing his thumb at the stairs, he shoved his hands in his pockets - the gesture felt good - and made his way to them, not stopping until they were in their room, fully expecting Reno to follow.
It was a small, humble room with two windows, since two of the walls were sides of the building. The curtains were drawn, leaving the room to be dimly lit by the few lamps. Two seats were flanking a old round table, their drinks set on the table by a tendress previously. The table was oddly situated near the bed, and the bed was strangely large, almost as though Blank had requested-... but no, it must have just worked out that way when he asked for rooms at the end of the hall.
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'Well this certainly is interesting' he thought, footsteps sounding on the wooden floor just behind Blank's. 'Moving to the room already? How.. exciting.' He smirked to himself, but quickly removed the expression as they entered the room. His eyes flitted around for a moment, before settling on the rather over-sized bed - and quickly switching to the table, and the drinks upon it.
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"Oh! Wait," he began, "before we have our talk... I wanted to tell you..." A slow grin spread over his features.
"I'm a bloody liar."
With that and a laugh, Blank walked right over to Reno and kissed him firmly on the lips before tipping him off balance and onto the bed. Crawling after him, settling himself on Reno's hips, Blank gloated by grinning down at his captive, running his hand through his hair.
"Forgive me for skipping the formalities, but shall we get down to celebrating your coming out of the closet?"
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Narrowing them, he glared up at Blank. "What if I don't want to..?"
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"But if you really don't feel free to stop me at any time. You won't, though, now will you, Reno?"
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