So it was well past his birthday, but, as he kept reminding himself, he was Draco Bloody Malfoy, and he could do whatever struck his fancy. That he was a victim of mood swings was no secret. The wizard hadn't felt like having a party on his birthday, but now he did. Deal with it, friends. And so, with the 'fuck it, let's do this right,' attitude,
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Brilliant.
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"Would it be possible to get drunk on only the kisses of people who've been indulging, and if so, how many kisses would it take?" He mused, as if to himself. And he smiled, a very boyish and innocent smile.
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"My name is Robert.And you?"
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And since the party was at Hidden Franks, Deadpool dressed accordingly wearing the outfit of his favorite X-man!
He grabbed a drink and watched the shows, wondering if maybe he'd be able to go up there and give one of his own...
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[LOL I was looking for a tiara for him to wear! Well done!]
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"Though your outfit needs something." Robert handed her the wrapped gift.
"You should have been born with one, but since you weren't I took it upon myself to rectify nature's oversight." Of course, it would have been very uncomfortable for Mrs. Malfoy if Draco had been born with one.
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Draco gasped and then laughed with glee while promptly sticking the tiara on his head. "This is perfect! Exactly the thing to make my ensemble perfect," he said, and gave Robert a solid kiss on the mouth. He might have tasted a bit like sugar and tequila.
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He was going to do everything in his power to make Draco's night glorious.
It occurred to him, when he got to the club, just how little he'd mingled with Draco's other friends. Scanning the room, he smiled a little and shook his head at thinking his cloak would be flamboyant.
He should have known better.
Either way, he was glad he'd kept it, as he'd otherwise worn things he was more comfortable in--leather breeches, a flowing shirt, boots with iron studs. Always iron somwhere. He'd left off the rapier he never liked using, but had his wooden flute tucked in his belt.
Moving through the club, he let himself work on adjusting to the music as he got himself a drink and searched for his wizard.
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A glint off a familiar cloak caught his eye, and Draco did a double take. A wide grin took over his done-up face, and he headed straight for his lover.
The pale blond stole kit's drink, downed it, and tossed the glass away. "You can get drunk off of me," he said with a smirk, and with the sound of glass breaking glass faint Draco kissed him.
There was nothing quite like the whole of Draco Malfoy coming out to play.
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Drink gone, Kit laughed and kissed Draco back, threading fingers through his hair. "I think I can live with that."
Watching Draco come out to play was something Kit could get very caught up in.
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"I'm glad you came by," he said, smiling against his lips.
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