A little less conversation, a little more action [OTA]

[imgrounded]

[OOC: gentle tags to Brian, Draco, Harry, and Oliver]Peter was left to himself for the evening, and after a good twenty minutes of sitting in his room not knowing what to do, he'd decided to embrace his newly found bi-curiosity as Chase had called it, and check out Aquatic Chaos

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[youpullmine]

Yeah, Brian owned the club, but it didn't mean he couldn't indulge whenever the fuck he wanted. Like Babylon back home - and Aquatic Chaos was quite on par, even if the name was fucked up - it mostly ran itself. So long as there was booze, music, dancing, and cocks, everyone was happy. He was in tight black leather pants and a black wifebeater that clung to him like a second skin. He held a glass of Scotch and a cigarette was set between his fingers of the same hand. An enthusiastic mid-twenty something was girating against him on the throbbing dancefloor and Brian indulged him for a few minutes, free arm hung loosely around the trimmed waist. Then they kissed, no holds barred in this sort of situation. The guy knew what he was doing with his tongue, but Brian doubted the capacity of the cock. It couldn't be more than seven inches if the bulge in the jeans was anything to do by. Brian lost interest quickly

[imgrounded]

Peter glanced up at the man, and even he couldn't deny the guy was hot. Most of the men in the club didn't really do anything for Peter, not like Chase had. This guy, well, there was definitely an attraction tickling at the back of Peter's spine.

Maybe he did swing both ways after all. Or maybe Chase was just right. Sex was sex, didn't much matter who with. Peter smirked as he raised his hand to push his fingers through his dark hair. "Not about to ask me to make sure things are locked and in the upright position, are you?"

[youpullmine]

"Into a little Mile High recreation are you?" Brian asked in amusement. He stepped closer so he was all but pressed up againt the guy. His eyes trailed slowly over his face, then lower to check out the body, making no attempt to hide what he was doing. He wet his lips and stubbed the cigarette out in a nearby ashtray and then snaked his arm around the guy's waist and started to move, urging him to move with him. "I'm Brian, and you're new. I can work with new."

[imgrounded]

Chase had helped Peter get over the initial strangeness of being this close to guy. Now it wasn't really something Peter thought about, he started to move with Brian, his own hand resting on the other man's hip. Brian was also different to Chase, a lot more open and sure of himself. "It's been a while, but I think I remember something in my college days," Peter told him with a cheeky smile. And there was, but he wasn't about to say it was with a girl. Part of Peter wanted to test himself out just to see how far he'd get without being made as 'bi-curious'. "Peter. Glad you can work with new, wouldn't want you to strain any muscles for the wrong reasons."

[11inchwand]

Harry really had no clue what he was doing here. He had heard good things about this club that had recently re-opened with a new owner, and he figured getting drunk and maybe laid wasn't a bad option. It could help take his mind off things. He leaned against the bar as his drink was placed in front of him and down the vodka shot in one swallow, setting the glass back down on the bar. "Better give me a beer chaser," he told the barman, trying to ignore how the pulsing music reminded him of the clubs back in London. It had been so long since he had been in one, and the way Draco told it, he had re-encountered the prissy fuck in a club just like this one night.

Harry scrubbed a hand over his face and then gratefully accepted his beer. When the a guy came up beside him at the bar, he held his glass up in a small toast. "Cheers," he said, even though the guy was a stranger. He wasn't a face Harry recognised.

[imgrounded]

Peter managed to get in an order for his beer before he turned and smiled at the guy next to him. "Yeah, cheers," he said with a slight laugh. He shook his head a little as he accepted his beer with a nod of thanks to the barman. A barman who he was sure had just winked at him. Peter raised his own glass. "Special occasion?"

[11inchwand]

Harry bit down on his lower lip and shook his head with a slight laugh. "Nope, more like hoping to distract myself with booze and sex. Apparently this is the spot to be for that. I should elaborate. Sex with anyone not blond and British," he added wryly. "What about you? Here for a particular purpose?"

[imgrounded]

Peter cleared his throat as he ducked his head down and smirked. "I take it someone blond and British did something to hurt you? Nothing wrong with distractions. I've been quite happily distracting myself for a while now, only I guess I got curious." He held his hand up as he almost smiled apologetically. "Which is a word I was going to try and get through the night without saying. Now I'm going to come off as some straight prick wanting to test his dick in other waters."