Cowboy Night
WHO: Schuldig (colpevole) ; Axel (fireveins) ; those who show up (full list to come!)
WHAT: Cowboy Night!
WHERE: The Warrior Princess
WHEN: Friday night
WELCOME TO THE WARRIOR PRINCESS.
[ooc: Hey guys! This is an open thread, and the reason I'm putting it up now is so that everyone who wants to participate will have a chance to do so at their leisure, and work ( Read more... )
WHAT: Cowboy Night!
WHERE: The Warrior Princess
WHEN: Friday night
WELCOME TO THE WARRIOR PRINCESS.
[ooc: Hey guys! This is an open thread, and the reason I'm putting it up now is so that everyone who wants to participate will have a chance to do so at their leisure, and work ( Read more... )
Not that he wasn't glad to see Gojyo. Because of course he was glad to see Gojyo. This was fucking Cowboy Night, okay, and one of the main reasons there even was a cowboy night was because of Gojyo in the first place!
But then there was also some stuff that made this difficult.
Number one: he was hanging there with Badou and he was flirting.
Number two: that whole nurse thing.
Number three: that whole nurse thing.
Number four: the aftermath of that whole nurse thing.
Number five: that whole. fucking. nurse. thing.
And shit, did he really need to enumerate further? Because right now just thinking about it was making him uncomfortable, and for the first time in his life, Schuldig didn't know whether to lift one hand up and shout yeehaw or, whatever, maybe play it cool. He didn't play it cool with Gojyo. There were few people in his life he could be like that with, and what did it mean to fuck it all up? He was fucking it all up already just by doing nothing ( ... )
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For example, the instant that Schu turned around, Gojyo backed off a little. The reason? Because they had to be allowed to let loose some energy for a bit before they could move back towards one another, grinding for a bit, but then moving away again to repeat the motion. No matter how much you wanted to be near that other person, there was only so much dancing you could do pressed up against another body. That was the toning down part. Thus, when you moved away, you had to get all that energy out of your system so that being close was your resting period ( ... )
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Once, Schuldig had teased him-"Shit, man, you like dancing better than sex sometimes, don't you?"-and after that it was never clear to Schuldig whether or not that sometimes was totally off the money or what.
He did, though. He fucking loved it. And it was one of the greatest highs of all, dancing with Sha Gojyo, just getting to be close to all ( ... )
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Go figure, they had an audience, and some of them were Gojyo's own kids - actually, all twelve of them were around, watching Neroli and Surefire. That made him shiver in excitement - or maybe that was Surefire touching his chest - hell, now this was a show, something else for his kids to watch and take notes on. They had to recognize "Schuldig" and "Shagojyo", not to mention the energy between them.
Neroli leaned in close when they were grinding again, not kissing Surefire but so, so very close. Then, he leaned back, encouraging Surefire to lean forward as well, before ducking to the ground as if he'd fallen, propped up on both arms and legs. Crouching low on his legs now, Neroli ( ... )
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If he wanted to be 'difficult', Neroli could play that game too.
And part of that game, now, was moving away to dance by himself for a bit, going a little crazy with the hips this time, before returning to face Surefire. Neroli made sure that their eyes met the whole while they were grinding, an extremely pleased smirk spreading across his face. His hands even went back to gripping Surefire's hips to make ( ... )
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Because, okay. Sure. He would be fucking jealous. But that was because Gojyo could dance like this, right, and any time he thought about Gojyo giving someone else this much fucking fun, he could also say, Who wouldn't be jealous?
Morons who didn't know what they wanted, that was who.
And then-Gojyo's hand. The bad hand. The one you could never escape and could never stop thinking about. "Baby," he warned, eyes ( ... )
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As they came together again, a sincere smile crossed Neroli's face. "Well, wouldn't wanna get ya fired, now would I?" It might have been happy coincidence, then, that the third song turned out to be a slow one - a real slam on the breaks from what they'd just been doing, but maybe that was why the DJ took so long to bleed the tracks together ( ... )
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He was still close to Schuldig and glad he was, because he shut his eyes just then and continued the thought silently as his hands subconsciously gripped just a little tighter. I thought I'd lost ... your friendship, your presence, your energy, you.
It had been... scary, really. For eleven years Gojyo had known nothing of discomfort. Then, from the time he waseleven until age eighteen, the whole world flipped on its head and was forever changing around him - first was how to stay alive, then where to live and which job to hold. No more friendships, no more family, no more church, no partner to work alongside for more than a one shot deal.
Now, four years later, something, someone was still around ( ... )
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Especially at a club, there was no way for slow songs to last forever. Although, thankfully, the DJ managed to bleed it all the way out and give everybody a brief accouncement over the intercom rather than jamming it all the way back up again so soon.
"C'mon, yer friends'r waitin' - all fifty-three'a 'em." Of course Gojyo meant Badou and Curaforodi, but he could allude to the other patrons as well, who he was sure would be grateful to have their second bartender back ( ... )
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Really, though, Badou was glad that he had an excuse to do something besides watch Schuldig and Gojyo dance. Not because it wouldn't be hot. But just, well, because ( ... )
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"I must have missed the day they had that in," he said, playing along with the joke, and taking a sip of his drink.
He'd grown so used to faking interest in conversations in order to gain a business advantage, it had been a long time since he'd initiated one just for the hell of it. Well, they said Italy was supposed to be relaxing.
He was fairly certain that "they" weren't talking about Reggio Calabria when they said that, but to each his own. It wasn't exactly the sort of place most people would find relaxation, but Crawford had made a tidy sum from selling weapons and the like to the city's men-about-town. He found money relaxing. He wouldn't call himself comfortable, exactly, since his ambitions rarely allowed him to rest at whatever position he'd carved out for himself, but it was a nice place to be in ( ... )
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