Date night

[shooting_blind]

Saturday has been enjoying his time (most of it) with Jessica and the day the three of them were together was mostly painless. In exchange for Zev being so sweet and understanding and patient about the lack of sex going on between them Saturday made good on finding those Swedish pills. He folds two of them carefully in a small white square of paper

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[thecompanymutt]

Saturday is always on time and Zev is always not quite ready. It might be intentional. It's hard to say. Whatever the cause, when he opens the door his shirt is still unbuttoned.

"Ooh. Flowers and candy for me?" He smiles slyly. "I hope you aren't pressuring me to put out, Saturday." He takes the flowers and breathes them in. He knows Sat is still real old fashioned and he'll suffer almost any kind of corniness for a man as gorgeous as Saturday.
"Come on in. I'll be ready in a minute."

[shooting_blind]

Saturday was sort of confused when every time he showed up he'd have to wait on Zev to get ready. Was he not giving the man enough time, was his clock early? Eventually though he realized he liked hanging out before they left and watching the man put the finishing touched on his outfit. So it works.
Tonight he's taking Zev to Mardi Gras. His usual suit has tails when he walks inside and his shoes have spats. He kisses Zev's cheek (but not after checking him out).
"Not tonight!"
Saturday is chipper. It's covering a bit of nervousness.

"O didn't want to come so I asked her to keep Jessica company. I don't think Jess could handle the festival in your world."
Saturday might be imagining it to be worse then it is.
"I brought a mask too."
He hands the gifts over and brings out two from the inside of his suit jacket. One is pure white and plain. The other is black and red. Both just cover the eyes.

[thecompanymutt]

He shrugs. "Pity. Chocolate cocks are an easy in."
Zev sets the flowers and candy on the coffee table and finishes buttoning his shirt. A silk tie is waiting on the back of the couch and he slides it off to hang around his neck.

"It's a little debaucherous, yeah. Not too terrible, though. It'll be nice being just you and me, though."
He smiles at Sat, hoping it doesn't sound too excited. Zev hasn't minded spending time with Jess and O, but he really misses having Saturday to himself.
"Heh. Which mask is mine?"
He ties the deep maroon tie over his black shirt as he asks.

[shooting_blind]

"Filled with booze! But actually I wanted to try something else tonight. I know you've missed some one on one time. I have too."
Saturday slips the white mask on. The eye holes curve and point up on the ends making him look more feminine. The white mask looks almost upsetting when shiny black holes through the holes instead of eyes. The shade of the mask is too close to his actual skin color. The entire affect makes him look like a ghost. His voice is a faraway shyness.
"I want you to be inside of me tonight."