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Post by Leilah Talbot on Aug 25, 2012 14:26:33 GMT -5
~BFF!!~ Jax took a deep breath as he brought his hands to his face then sliding them up and brushing his hair back. He let out a deep sigh, House Mother Aisha, left him off for the night. Not that he really needed it but it was kind of her. Gatto Nero was at the tail end of a week long celebration, everyone went wild, of course certain measures were tighten because of it. Golden Dragon Week, a week where it's mostly just parties, parades, dancing, games and alcohol. Gatto Nero wasn't as busy as he thought it was going to be this year, this year Aisha changed it up, instead of going out at night and parting until they dropped, she made them lock the place up at night and party until the dropped in the comfort of their own home. No men allowed....well if they were invited but most men weren't allowed. And Jax couldn't help himself, he often found himself inside with the ladies, of course he would always get kicked out. But that wasn't the stressful part of his job, it was the men that wanted to come inside that made the whole event stressful, they weren't used having the kittens locked inside the mansion. Jax sighed once again, by the time this day came around, the men understood to stay away from the Gatta Nero. He glared as a drunk man stumbled past him, "....I need a drink" ~BFF!!~ It wasn't long when Jax a good place to get drunk at. Jax was filled with relief as he walks into the noisy club room, music thumping against the walls while the lights warmed the room. He smirked as some ladies gave him seductive smiles. He walked to the bar at the other end, slipping in between couples, giving slight faux kisses to the ladies which went unnoticed to the gentlemen. Once he got to the bar, he stopped completely. A frown graced his lips and his orange-red eyes narrowed. Xerxes was sitting at the the bar, sipping on a drink. He was going to ignore the other until a devilish smirk graced his lips. "Xerxes, baby~" he calls out and drapes his arms around Xerxes' shoulders. ~BFF!!~ |
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Post by xerxes on Sept 3, 2012 19:43:08 GMT -5
“…’nd so ah t’ld the b’strd th’ I w’s…”
Smile twitching visibly as his companion at the bar garbled something incoherent about punching someone’s face in, Xerxes took in a deep gulp of his drink. He wasn’t usually one for heaving drinking-but damn if the man beside him wasn’t making him want to throw himself off a cliff, which was saying a lot considering just who he was, though that might be in part due to the throbbing headache pulsing at his temples. Rubbing the bridge of his nose as he shot a venomous look towards the man to his right, Xerxes nearly missed the door swinging open. Nearly, but not quite-he did after all, have a reputation to uphold.
Stopping his sudden binge to take a smaller sip of the glass, Xerxes nearly cursed beneath his breath as he noticed the man striding in. Tall, with chocolate skin and auburn hair and red-orange eyes, the man coming into the bar was easy enough to spot, and easier enough to remember. Lips drawing into a downwards scowl, Xerxes fought the urge to slam his head into the bar, headache thumping against his skull. Damn, and had been looking to be such a good night too.
Eye twitching and jaw grinding down with an audible crack as Jax draped his arm around his shoulders, Xerxes paused, expression somewhere in the general direction of homicide and genocide. “Jax.” Voice somehow still a drawl despite the palpable annoyance dripping off of him in waves, Xerxes took another sip of his drink.
The curly haired metal-man’s posture spoke nothing of the headache pounding in his skull, nor the sudden urge to rip the chocolate skinned man draping his arm across his shoulders in half. Not bothering to glance in the other’s direction, Xerxes peered down at his drink, the paramount of calm. “What brings you here?”
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Post by Jax Slang on Sept 17, 2012 21:24:07 GMT -5
~BFF!!~ Jax gave a face splitting grin, just the look on Xerxes' face already made his night grand. Still grinning he patted the other metal man on his shoulder before sliding into the seat beside him. "I'm here to relieve some stress," he paused signaling the bar tender for a drink. He gave Xerxes a side look, "Unlike you of course, drunkard" he said in a side note. He sighed loudly, covering anytime of reaction or remark Xerxes might have said. "When I came in and saw you, I almost thought slicing your throat but," he smirked "bothering you will be amuse me will I'm here in your disgusting presence" ~BFF!!~ I really wanted to make it longer but this is all i could think of :3 |
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Post by xerxes on Sept 18, 2012 19:46:50 GMT -5
Fighting the instinctive urge to shove the Jax’s face into a wall the moment the other metal-man pat his shoulder, Xerxes settled instead for sneering and taking another long draught from his glass. His previous attempt to curb his drinking was all but shot, and at the jibe of being an alcoholic, Xerxes merely took another swig. He’d show him an alcoholic. In retrospect, it really was a good thing that most metal-men could hold their liquor, or Xerxes would have been sliding off his chair. Chugging straight rum after all, was not the best of ideas if one wished to remain sober.
Unfortunately, at this moment, staying sober was the last thing from Xerxes mind and as he noticed Jax had taken up the seat next to him, the headache pounding away at his skull increased in fervor. Before he could add in his own retort-mostly about how it was only the alcohol that kept him from killing him, Jax spoke up again with a loud sigh. The words that slid from his throat were enough to make Xerxes snort- a short bitter sort of laugh with the sharpness of a razor’s edge. “…cut my throat?” he drawled, tone just congenial enough to the on the right side of homicidal, “Funny. I had the same thought. Of course, mine involved throwing you down a pit of spikes as well.” Airy as his voice was, Jax’s little bit about bothering him made Xerxes lips thin in distaste, and with hardly a wince ,he took another chug from his glass.
If he had to deal with Jax’s presence, it might be a good idea to get drunk. Particularly since he simply wasn’t in the mood to deal with the dark skinned metal-man, not with this headache pounding away at his skull. “You know…” Xerxes murmured, picking up his glass to glance at the last vestiges of amber liquid swirling in the bottom,“I was having such a good night until you came here. Really, just looking at you makes me want to kill everyone in this room.” Smirking slightly as a few of the bar’s patrons flinched at the idly mentioned words, Xerxes sighed and then drank the last lingering traces of his drink. “…You really should be happy that I don’t particularly feel like cleaning my suit today. I just got it dry cleaned and it would be such a pity to get blood on it.” |
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Post by Jax Slang on Oct 5, 2012 22:58:31 GMT -5
~BFF!!~ Jax smirked, as he listened to Xerxes's response, it was indeed hilarious to hear when he was drunk. "What you need to do is to buy a new suit and stop getting it dry cleaned" he spoke over the tip of his drink. He sighed as the liquid went down his throat, he frowned as it didn't settle well in his stomach. "Mmm, usually this tastes good," he paused "I think it's because of---" he sighed again. "Alright I'm done, this is getting tiring, I'm regretting my plan to spoil your evening." He said as he waved his drink in circles, "Although I am doing a great job, it is very taxing." he gloated before sighing. "Let's just drink" He put down his drink and ordered something much stronger than the one he currently has. He was going to get drunk, drunk hard. ~BFF!!~ Sigh another short one, sorry  |
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Post by xerxes on Oct 22, 2012 21:34:20 GMT -5
“A new suit? Why that’s a waste of money.” Snorting into his glass with a derisive look pointed at Jax’s direction, Xerxes rolled his eyes before a sly smile curled itself onto his face. “But…” he drawled, voice practically dripping sarcasm, “It is very kind of you to worry about your wardrobe. Really, its almost like you care about where my money goes.” The look of deadpan disgust on Xerxes’ face was enough to show what exactly he thought of that idea, and with another snort, he took another deep chug of his drink.
Really-as if Jax thougth he’d actually spend money on a new suit of all things. Really, if Xerxes really wanted one all he had to do was call in a favor. After all, the local seamstress owed him quite a few things. Lips curling around his glass, Xerxes let his eyes narrow in a sort of smug self satisfaction. Really, it was almost humorous the lengths people would go to if they thought their spouse was cheating on them, and it was even more humorous the lengths they’d go to get revenge once they found that idea to be true.
Rolling his eyes at Jax’s whine about the alchohol no longer tasting good, Xerxes clicked his tongue against his teeth, the red eyed metal-man unable to resist a drawled retort. “That’s because the swill you usually drink has rotted your taste buds.” Taking a sip of his drink, this one a bit deeper than his last, Xerxes placed his galss back down on the oak bartop before adding, “As for your idea of spoiling my evening? Pft. Really. I’ve met more annoying toothpicks than what you’re able to. As for taxing, I hope that liquor your drinking rots out your stomach. It would be what you deserve.” Ah. Xerxes blinked, frowning down into his glass. That had come out a bit more bitter than he’d liked.
It was almost like he’d shown Jax just how peeved he was. Perhaps he should stop drinking. Pausing for a moment to contemplate the idea, Xerxes frowned before he took a deep chug of his drink.
Ha. Yeah right.
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Post by Jax Slang on Feb 25, 2013 21:41:15 GMT -5
OOC: MErr I'm gonna skip the middle part and go straight to the juicy parts, kay :3
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Post by Jax Slang on Mar 17, 2013 20:45:54 GMT -5
~BFF!!~ Pushing the shorted metalman against the dirty wall of the bar, his hands on either side of Xerxes's face, tilting his head up. Jax placed an open mouth kiss to Xeres's lips. It was fast and hard kiss, Jax paused briefly to suck on the other's tongue. Jax thumb glided over the scar on the burette's face. He jerked away, after realizing that this was Xerxes he was lustily kissing and gleefully grinding his hips against. But... 'Fuck' Jax hissed, even if he wanted to stop, he wasn't about to. He hastily yanked Xerxes's leg upon his hip, grinding furiously while kissing and biting the other's neck. ~BFF!!~ |
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