OOM: Portugal
Ramon is rather enjoying himself. It's been years since he's been to Portugal and quite a lot has changed. But that's irrelevant - all that matters right now is that it's hot and there's been a relaxing afternoon at their luxury hotel, a nice swim, a good dinner...and now he's ready to go out and have some fun.
'Ready yet Random?'
He emerges, dried up and laughing, comfortable in jeans and the burnt-orange shirt.
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'We walking or taking a cab? It's not far into the fun part of town but a cab will still be quicker.'
He says this as he's already heading to the door.
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Random sneaks up and pinches his ass on the way out the door.
"Call us a cab. I'll be outside, I want to look around a bit."
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'Just for that, I'm definitely groping you where people can see on the dancefloor tonight. Bastard.'
He grins though and heads off to the front desk to get them to order a cab.
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Comfortable amounts of anticipation begin to flood his system.
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'It'll just be a couple of minutes. You OK?'
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He reaches out for Ramon's hand.
"Lets set out right now how much you care about public. I'm comfortable with my hands all over you, and all I really care about is a dance or two, so that bit's up to you. Do people here mind? Can you get us somewhere they don't?"
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'If we go to a gay club, then people won't care at all. Plenty of those about. If you want a regular place...well look, I don't really care what we do. But if we get stared at a lot it'll start to piss me off and I don't want the night ruined with fights.'
He offers the cigarette back. 'But it's a lot less uptight here than it was in Australia or the Cayman Islands. Europe's always more laid back. So we don't need to worry so much anyway - and there's no way I'm not dancing with you tonight, don't care where we go. So it's up to you, I'm easy.'
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He takes the cigarette with a grin.
"It must be said, there's something terribly amusing about being groped in front of straight people. But if you feel like you're going to fight, we're not even going there. I want to be drunk and laughing with you."
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And cue the taxi. Random kisses his cheek, quickly, then slides into the back seat.
Been a while since they were in a taxi together. Random settles back into his seat, crossing his legs discreetly.
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'Won't be long.'
The journey back? Probably be a whole different story.
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He watches the window with a small smile, as places fly past.
When they finally pull up... Random can't help but grin, and crane to look past Ramon at the place.
"Been a long time since I went out."
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'Anyone would think you were kept locked up in a basement. Come on.'
He pays the driver and gets out, waiting for Random before heading in. 'Drink first?'
The place isn't large and isn't that crowded yet, as people here don't usually head out until what passes for late in most of the rest of the world. There's a steady Latin beat coming from the loudspeakers though, and a sign proclaims that there'll be a band a bit later.
'It'll get pretty full in a while. Should be fun if you want to dance. What are you drinking?'
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He slides an arm around his waist, looking around for exits by reflex, then for possible problems, but he's being ridiculous, there are none. So he laughs to himself, concentrating on the music, the taste of the air.
"I like this."
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'Tried these before baby?'
He demonstrates on the first shot, taking it into his mouth and holding it there for as long as possible, then having the bartender set it alight before swallowing.
'Yeuch. They're fun, but I hate the taste.' He wields a match menacingly. 'Your turn. You wanted to get drunk, right?'
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