Its all the rage!

[kiana_defreaux]

Kiana looked in the mirror quickly and pulled her hat down further aginst her forhead. She had her shoes in her hand and her biggest coat on as she snuck down to the second floor hoping no one in the house saw her. hell at this rate they would think her a burgler.. once on to a balcony she pulled on the shoes she bought for a shilling not much

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[greatestview]

Brion never paid to get into these clubs, never paid to see the shows, and never paid for his drinks. The owners all but begged him to come in, to dance, to enjoy their parties, because his kind was a rare sight, and the rarest things are often the most beautiful and sought after on this planet

[novus_blaire]

Novus sat at the bar watching the girls with that sick little grin on his face brown eyes warm. so it was his night off nothing like getting spit shined up and going up to torment the upper crust... even if it was just in a strip joint.. he took a drink of the mug of beer and watched as a strange creature passed before him.

"Well Il'l be damned sems i'm not the only mole as come's up to the surface"

He watched bri with his large brown eyes... this might be a fun night indeed.

[greatestview]

One rotten thing about wearing a corset was that he could not sit down. Many could, primarily women, but Brion did not have the tolerance for pain to do so. He greatly admired all that could do such things under such restriction

[novus_blaire]

Novus smiled at the pretty young boy and then looked back up at the man in drag.

"that your type love? or do you always dress in cumber and bun for the ladies"

He reached out and gave the boy a pat on the ass. granted he was crude but the boy looked the type to find humor in it. His brown eyes twinkling as he ordered another drink and one for the... "lady" just to see the boy scoff

[greatestview]

"I dress up only for the fun of it." Bri mused, using the most proper speech he could muster. It seemed to fit his chosen image for the night. He thought about saying something degrading about the fathomless, but thought better of it, because as much as he wanted to have fun and play this man's game, he could not force himself to speak words he did not believe in. Still, he would have to say something cutting if he did not wish to be recognized as the Ancadian snot that protested nearly all things aristocratic.

He took a sip of his drink, licking the moisture from his pale lips, tongue catching ever so slightly on the spike before continuing.

"It isn't often that I see a fathomless in a night club without a leash attached to his neck." he chirped, turning his pale eyes up at the man, obscenely long lashes casting a lovely shadow on his cheekbones.

[novus_blaire]

"I bet not... altho i'm sure by the looks a you you spend nough time with them"

he smiled and took a drink his hair falling in to his eyes one side of his mouth in a perminant smirk the boy had moxy.. that he respected one arm reached out and looped aginst the boys waist and pulled him closer novus setting his chin on his shoulder.

"Tell me boy... what is a mole like yourself doing in a night club.. pretty one.. shouldn't you be at the 'and of a queen? or that horrid princess we have?"

[greatestview]

"I've not been called a mole before in my life, I confess that is a new one." Bri's voice was slow and smooth, like honey, as he went nearly limp, allowing the man to pull him any way he liked. He pushed one hand up, reaching behind the man's neck and tangling his fingers in the thick mass of brown hair. It was uncomfortable to twist his arm in this way, and his affinity for all things uncomfortable was small at best, but still he held the pose, delicate fingers amidst the fine hairs at the nape of the mole's neck. He looked up at the ceiling, away from the man who was flush against his side, and smiled wide. This was why he liked the underlings so much, they were infinitely more interesting than those silly richies.

"I should be at the hand of the princess just the same as you should be at the foot, dear man." he closed his eyes, inhaling as shallow a breath as he possibly could. His ribs ached.

[novus_blaire]

"touche underling"

he smiled and then pulled the boy closer to him between his knees facing away and then offered him a drink his hands sliding down the boys sides and wrappinga bout infront of him chin resting on his sholder. to anyone else this might have seemed an almost loving embrace if not for the pressure the man was putting on the corset.

"so pretty thing what are you doing in a strip joint... Fun? Pleasure... or ... buisness?"

[greatestview]

"A little of everything..." he muttered. The pressure was almost too much, he was struggling to keep his composure. It took nearly every bit of resolve in him to not wiggle free of the embrace, instead, he backed himself further into the man's body, a momentary release of the pressure on his ribs until the man tightened his grip once more. Just as Brion knew the secret weaknesses of the fathomless, this man seemed to know the weaknesses of the Ancadians. Either that, or he really just wanted to see the boy yelp in pain. Perhaps that was his thing, Bri thought bitterly.

He leaned his head back, maneuvering until it rested against the man's shoulder, exposing his throat the warm, smoky air. He could feel the mole's breath on his delicate skin, and concentrated all of his thought on that alone, which took a great deal away from the dull ache of his torso. He didn't know how much more of this he could take.

"And you?" he grunted, taking another shallow breath. "You seem to know your way 'round this place pretty well..."

[novus_blaire]

"ahh well the beer below tastes like piss.. not that its much better up here but still... the sites are a great deal less grungy"

He turned his head to the side and pressed a soft kiss aginst the mans pale throat one hand spreading over the corset front and patting low aginst his belly.

"now child... i'm sure that's just about to cut you in two"

his fingers moved around to the side and up with a tug on the laces they came loose opening up the corset enough for breath then letting his hands return some what territorily across the boys chest.

"now.. that i have done you a favor... don't you think you owe me one?" His breath smelled of beer and smoke and all things that swirled about this moulan rouge.

[greatestview]

At the loss of pressure on his torso, Bri's body relaxed instantly, possibly a bit too much for his liking. He relaxed right into the embrace of the man, sinking into his labour hardened body, Brion's thin frame engulfed by the slightly larger man. He wiggled his toes against the hard floor and bit his lip, now positive that he knew what the man wanted, and what he thought Bri was. Breaking free would cause a scene, causing a scene would bring in authorities and bringing in authorities would ruin his night. So he melted further into the man's embrace, his hands resting atop the larger ones at his waist, fingers tangling with fingers.

"It seems only fair..." he muttered indignantly, leaving his throat exposed for more affection. He had to admit, the soft touch of the man's flush lips felt more than good against his delicate skin.

[novus_blaire]

Novus smiled aginst the soft skin and closed his eyes lashes dusting aginst the boys collar bone and then reached out and took a drink of his beer one hand still wrapped snugly about the boys waist. He wasn't done with him yet... nor was he ready for any play at the moment... there was still much time left tonight. and besides... if this boy wanted money.. money he could provide but more than that.. it seemed he wanted attention he could smell it on the boy. He was like a woman and that.. novus knew a great deal about. he drew the hand up aginst the boys chest petting over the sternum in long even strokes.

"Tell me child. have you many appointments tonight.. or are you just hear to tease the populuse with what they can look at.. but not touch?"

[greatestview]

"The latter sounds much more appealing, don't you think?" he very nearly giggled, his tiny body shaking a little with the laughter. He didn't much care for this position, his back to the man's front. It was, for one, quite uncomfortable, even with the corset loosened. And second, he could not see the man, and that bothered him. If he could not see him, he could not read any thoughts, and he could not be sure of the man's intentions. But, he was also not in control of this situation, that was glaringly obvious.

"Though you have managed to disregard the no touchy rule." he muttered under his breath, pushing his tailbone against the man's groin ever so slightly, hips moving with the strong beat of the music. The silk of his skirt pulled at his waist nicely, and slid over the fabric of the man's pants like water. Two could play this game.

[novus_blaire]

Novus made a soft noise that was hard to tell if it was arousal or irritation but at ither way he pulled back his hand sliding up and aginst the boys throat holding him there.. fingers stroking aginst his pulse as he took yet another drink and picked up his cig drawing in the smoke deep in to his lungs and then whispered aginst the boys ear.

"i bet you think every one of us filthy likes is just lining up for a taste of what youve to sell.. eh boy?"

He drew the smoke aginst his teeth again and then exhaled the smoke breaking aginst bri's cheek. clouding his image Novus patted him with just his thumb set in to the hollow of his throat stroking there.

[greatestview]

The bitterness, the urgency in the mole's short speech sparked a smile on Bri's lips. The man truly had no clue who he was, this was possibly his best outing yet. Disregarding nearly passing out due to the pain in his torso, and now his uncomfortable position, of course.

"That's where you're mistaken, darling, because I'm not selling a thing." he mused, voice dripping with sex. The man's thumb on his throat was exhilerating, like outruning the police after a small riot, or surviving a night in the sewers alone. The man could probably put enough pressure on the weakest point of his throat and crush his larynx, could likely kill him with just enough pressure. But that didn't seem like what he was after. He let one delicate hand rest on the man's knee, not squeezing, just resting, fingertips dusting the curve of his leg, and he chewed on the metal in his mouth anxiously.

[novus_blaire]

Novus made a soft noise and then rested his forhead on the boys shoulder his hair falling forward aginst his chest lashes at the collarbone. He was too drunk for this shit.. but still it was fun.

"ahh not the paying sort are ye boy?"

His breath was tinted but he just kept petting fingers dusting aginst the hollow of his throat with a little bit of presesure then sliding down fingers ducking below the top of the corset till his thumb rested just below the boys nipple.