-it is three in the morning, and Chris and Marc have just settled into their hotel. He knew the other was in the same town as they were so..
RING RING MOTHERFUCKER.-
-Chris calls Luc, fully expecting him to answer mhmm. Pulling clothes out of his bag in the meanwhile, the phone
delicately balanced on his shoulder.-
*Luc is dreaming of fucking women (specifically a beautiful bombshell with blue hair) and eating amazing food when he is roused from his
sleep by his phone. It blares a choice set of lyrics from 'Telephone' by Lady Gaga - a joke from Pri: 'Stop calling, stop calling', etc.
And immediately he knows who's calling. And he refuses to answer the phone. Lets it ring out, turns over onto his stomach to find a newly
comfortable sleeping position, and dozes off again.*
-DEFINITELY JUST CALLS AGAIN. Maybe he didn't hear it the first time! Chris shifts the phone to the other shoulder, and oh look. It's a pair
of Marc's boxers. Tosses it to the other across the room with a grin.-
-And /snap comes up on the bed, trying to settle herself inside of his luggage and he tuts quietly. He removes her with one hand and pets
her head.-
Marc: *goes a little red, but pitches them to his own suitcase. Smiles at Chris.*
Luc: ... *groans loudly as soon as the ringtone starts again.* Jesus fuck... Guess I'll see you later, King... *he fumbles on the nightstand
for his cellphone before hitting the 'send' button and bringing it to his ear.* Are you aware of the fucking time, Christoph?
-is kind of in the middle of cooing at /snap when he answers.- Ooh, you're just the cutest, aren't you? Cootchi coo~!!! -rubs her head
heehee. Realizes Luc picked up.- Oh, hey Luc! Good morning, haha! -grins and takes a jumping leap sit on the bed, /snap hopping off the bed
to go... sit somewhere. Tear something up. Chris looks at the clock.- And yep! It's about.. 3:28! -hee!-
Luc: *sits up and rubs his eyes.* So that means you're aware that it's the buttfucking crack of dawn, and you're calling me for a reason
that /obviously/ isn't that goddamn important because you're not /screaming for help/? *is not a very good morning person lmao*
Marc: *goes to sit next to Chris, wrapping an arm around the other's waist. Nuzzles his neck ubububu.*
-laughs. Briefly looks out the window.- Silly, it's not even dawn yet! Besides, a hunter should always be alert and attentive! Especially at
night, right? Besides, this is really important! Really, really important, y'know! -oh, wait. Takes a moment to nuzzle Marc back and kiss
his cheek.- Marc says hello, by the by!
Luc: Oh, really? Tell him I said 'fuck you'. And while I'm at it, fuck you, too. *grumbling, ububu.* So what
*what's so goddamn important that you had to wake me up from a dream about banging your mom? *just being an ass.*
Marc: *feeling affectionate. Leans down to nip Chris's earlobe.*
-turns to Marc and laughs.- Luc says fuck you. And fuck me too. -turns back to the phone.- You should buy us dinner, first~ -grin hehehe.-
And naaah. You were just dreaming about that blue haired hunter, weren't you? -hahaha there's that creepy psychic thing Chris can do
sometimes.- But anyway, yeah! It's really impor- -ah, pauses and makes a small breathy noise of pleasure/happiness at Marc's nip. Turns his
head to kiss the other's cheek quickly.- er, important!
Luc: *goes a bit red.* How did you --- ugh, fuck it. Just spit it out and tell me what is so goddamn /important/.
Marc: *heee he liked that reaction. He moves a hand up Chris's shirt before tweaking a nipple with his thumb. 
*
*
-feels his eyes slide shut, mm. Yeah, he likes that. He really likes that. Doesn't reply to Lucca at this point, his hand moving to thread
through Marc's hair and nuzzle him.-
Luc: Hello?.... Chris, I can hear you /breathing heavily/, so stop riding Marcus long enough to tell me /what the fuck you want/.
Marc: *has moved his mouth to Chris's neck now, planting kisses and nips there, mhm.*
-lolls his head back a bit to give Marc more space. Still has the phone in his ear. He chuckles breathily and replies to Luc.- 'scuze me,
what'd ya say again? -has a happy smile on his face, his eyes shut.-
Luc: I am going to hang the fuck up on you if you don't tell me why you called. *dead pan and serious. He wants action too. sob.*
Marc: *still has a hand roving over Chris's chest, but he pulls back to let the other focus enough to answer.*
-Chris shakes his head a little to remember what he was saying, but his tone is the tone of someone who is definitely getting more sex than
Luc, lmao.- Oh! Right! You, us, that bistro... Adelaide? Adelline? Something with Ade in it! Be there, k?
Okay, bye Luc. Gotta go. -and there's another chuckle as he hangs up on Luc and tackles Marc. STARTS TO TICKLE HIM.-
Luc: I will be there wh-- *the line goes dead and he curses. Slams the phone on the nightstand and shifts to stand. He needs to take a
walk.*
*goes and slips into some clothes before pocketing his phone and wallet and slipping from his hotel room.*
Marc: *SILENTLY LAUGHING. HAS NO DEFENSE TO CHRIS'S TICKLES, AS HE IS EXTREMELY TICKLISH.*
King: -lighting up a cigarette under a lamppost like a boss. Wow. How fucking big of a coincidence is this!?!?-
Chris: -has him pinned, straddling him on top and continues to tickle Marc like a boss, cooing at him and Chris is kind of a tickle master.-
No one is safe from my wriggly fingers of doom BUAHHAAUH.
Luc: *itching for a good lay, but he isn't the type to just pick up some flea-bitten whore of the street. Definitely no-- oh, that chick
looks like King. Maybe he could just... sweet talk her a little -- oh, fuck, it /is/ King. Shit.* Hey, sweetheart. What're you doing in a
run-down shit town like this? *Stepping up beside her, a smirk on his face.*
Marc: *IS BASICALLY DYING WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS CHRIS WHY. His face is bright red with exertion and tears are falling from his eyes from
laughing so hard.*
King: -texting on her phone as she takes a sloooow drag of the cigarette. Exhales and sends the message. Looks up when she hears someone
address her. Someone familiar. Hm. ....Oh! It's Luc! She grins when she sees him, butting him with her elbow.- The same reasons you are,
most likely. -hehe. Takes another slow drag. She's trying to quit so... they're kind of the least amount of nicotine in a cigarette one
could possibly get. The thin ones. The ones that taste like fucking air.-
Chris: -eventually stops and moves to nuzzle kiss his neck.- /That/ was revenge for distracting me during that kiss, baabeee. -prods a
ticklish spot.-
Luc: *takes the cigarette from her and takes a loooong drag himself before dropping it on the ground and stomping it out.* Yeah, well... I
can only imagine. *wraps an arm around her waist. A rather suggestive arm.* Do you have a place to crash?
Marc: *laughs a bit as he prods the spot but just shakes his head, wrapping his arms around Chris and hugging him tiiiightly.*
-frowns a little as Luc takes the cigarette and stomps it. What. She wasn't done with that.- I wasn't done with that. -Hmphs in an overly
dramatic fashion and turns her head away from him, not pulling away from the arm.- I don't know, /do/ I?
Chris: -heehee. Wraps his arms around Marc and kisses him, rolls onto his side and cuddles with the other.-
-Man, sometimes it's kind of craycray how much more muscular Marc is than he is. He should start working out. ...eventually.-
Luc: You're trying to quit. *smirk. they are like an old married couple sometimes, really they are. Until you get down to the 'fuckbuddy'
bit. He leans down and kisses the side of her neck.* I'd say you do, sweetheart.
Marc: *wants to do more, buuuut.... it's 3 am and he is /tired/. He ends up dozing off, his nose brushing Chris's.*
King: -makes a noise by sucking her bottom lip and pouts a bit.- Darn. Saw right through me. -yep, that is a definite tl;dr of them. Old
married couple minus the erectile dysfunctions.- Mm, would I have to /pay/ for this... room~? -she likes a bargain, mhm.-
Chris: -is kind of on top of Marc slightly still, and he falls asleep too with a big smile on his face. Snores. Accidentally dials Luc again
in his sleep.-
-or better yet, /snap dials.-
Luc: *is about to just say 'of course not' when... He decides that he isn't content with just playing fuck buddies. Nope. Not one bit.*
Sure, babe. As long as you let me -- *aaaand his phone rings. He makes an irritated noise and pulls it out of his pocket.* Hello? *met with
silence.* Chris, are you actually going to /tell me/ what's so important? *more silent. Plus snoring. He hangs up with an angry huff.*
He must have fuckin' sleep-dialed me. Asshole.
/snap: -WAIT SHE HAD A MESSAGE.- MEW MEW MEW MEW.
/snap: -FOOLISH HUMANS.-
King: As long as I let you....~? -moves a hand to curl her fingers around a lock of his hair, moving herself a bit closer to him. She's
quite good at this, especially at night. Smirks. ... But the smirk turns into a smile at the call.- Well, aren't you popular at three in the
morning. -laugh.-
*laughs right back.* Yeah, yeah - so like I was saying, as long as you let me... *he pauses for /just/ a moment before gaining courage
again and finishing:* ... take you out to dinner sometime, eh?
-She blinks, turns a bit red, and... she smiles again.- Well, I wasn't expecting that. But sure. Dinner sounds great. -and then her stomach
growls.- How about a three a.m. trip to Denny's instead though? Your treat this time. -grin.-
*wraps that arm around his waist again and chuckles.* Sounds like a pretty shitty first date. I'm in. *kisses the top of her head.*
Ready, m'lADY?
(OH GOD CAPSLOCK)
(AHAHA)
Are you kidding? Denny's is quality dining. -laughs and leans against him a bit.- Only if you pick me up and carry me there, mhmm.
*sighs loudly and rolls his eyes before quickly hefting her into a bridal hold.* The things I do for you, sweetheart.
I was kidding, but oh~ Luc~ -SWOONS DRAMATICALLY.- You help a girl with her aching feet, my~~ I may have to pay you for this later, kind
and noble prince. -grins.-
*grins back, nuzzling her nose.* Oh? I'm expecting only the most high-quality of payment from you, love.
Maybe a back or shoulder rub or something. -laughs and puts her hands on her hips as they walk inside the Denny's. She has swag. So much
swag.-
*they are directed to a back booth, where Luc takes the opposite side of King. He also orders a coffee.* Get whatever you want, sweetheart.
-flips through the menu, one elbow propped up on the table and her chin resting in the palm.- Hmm. Do you think they sell steak at three in
the morning?
If it's on the menu, then I bet they do. *looking himself, hmhm. Not sure what he wants at allllll.*
-hooks their ankles.- Well, I'll have the steak if they have it. T-bone. Any ideas for you? -bump bump ankle bump.-
*flips through the menu.* Guess I'll get a grand slam or somethin'. Nice early breakfast. *looks up at her and smiles.*
-puts both elbows on the table and looks at him.- So, what're you up at this fanciful hour for? -bump.-
*rubs his face.* Got woken up by that rookie duo. Chris and Marc? You know 'em, right?
-thinks for a moment.- ....Nope? Don't think so. Never even heard of them. -small smile.- I guess I should pay more attention.
-HEHE CHRIS HASN'T EVEN MET KING AND YET HE KNEW LUC WAS DREAMING ABOUT HER MHMM.-
*Luc looks a little dumbfounded, but... He just shakes his head.* Well, you don't /want/ to know them. They're snot-nosed. No idea what
they're doing. *still totally butthurt from being woken up from good sleep.*
You sound fond of them. Almost like a proud parent. -laughs a little and fiddles with the salt shaker.-
*he sneers.* Proud like a father who never wanted the kids in the first place. *then he sighs.* They asked me to meet them at a restaurant
tomorrow. Said it was important.
Baw. I bet you're a ball of paternal fluff underneath all of that. -reaches forward and pretends to punch across his jaw/chin in a fatherly
motion.- You gonna meet with them?
*grins.* Yeah, probably. Want to come with? Might be good for a laugh. *shrugs.*
Maybe. I might have a lead to follow up on tomorrow, though. Depends on what time. -the waiter comes to take their orders, and they order!-
*hands off their menus with a charming smiles before turning back to King.* I guess I'll let you know in the morning.
Hm. Dinner, a warm bed, AND a wake up call? I think this is too good to be true. -grins a little, pulls out her phone to text someone again-
*grins back, and watches as she tip-taps a message out on her phone. Raises an eyebrow.* Who're you texting, whipper-snapper?
*really hates texting. He's terrible at it. lmao*
-a fast mo'fuckin texter. Although she's kind of really shit poor so it's a crappy phone model. She's pretty pro at her phone, though.- Just
an informant of mine, gramps. No need to get your knickers in a bunch. -smirks at him as she slips the phone back into her pocket. She'd put
her phone in her bra if her boobs were big enough sob.-
*stirs his coffee. Takes it with cream only. He's not a sugar-sissy like Pri.* Juuust wondering. Gotta keep an eye on you young folks. *rubs
her ankle with his own, ehehhee.
Make sure we don't ruin your lawn and garden an' all, I see? -laughs. Steals his coffee for a sip.- Just cream? Aren't /you/ a manly man.
*laughs.* If you're looking for a wussy, you might want to bark up Pri's tree. He takes his coffee with just about 5 or 6 packets of sugar.
*shakes his head.* How the hell he can handle that, I don't know.
5 or 6 packets of sugar? That's just over doing it. Two sugars and a bit of cream is /perfect/. I don't know what's up with you guys. -
-shakes her head in disapproval.-
*sighs and reaches over to grab two packets of sugar. Pointedly empties them into his cup before sliding it back over to King.* BetteR?
Giving up your coffee? You're so sweet. -smiles and leans forward to peck his lips.- So, Luc. It's been a while since we've seen each other.
How've you been?
*sighs and stretches. He liked that kiss.* I've been fine. Same old, same old. But /Pri/ - God, he's turned into a trademark Big Gay Baby
for that Vittore guy you met before. *rolls his eyes.*
Vittore? Hm. I think I tapped that a few months back. -rubs her chin.- And then I tried to exorcise him.
*takes a sip of his water.* Oh, so he got you to sleep with him, too? *laughs bitterly.* He's a fucking tricky one. That's for damn sure..
(*just one period)
Well, it was kind of the other way around. Except for the fact that he noticed the exorcism circle and my tools. -shrugs a little.-
He was pretty cool with it though, and ended up just leaving without much trouble. Guess I should've prepared better, yeah?
Maybe... *takes another drink of his water. Runs a hand through his hair.* Pri's pretty damn taken with him, either way.
-quirks her brow.- Even though he's possessed by a demon that makes him do bad things? Have you ever wondered if maybe... Pri was....
-possessed as well is an unspoken statement.-
*shakes his head.* No! No way, I would /know/ if my best friend was.... Was possessed. *takes a deep breath.* I know him better than anyone.
You should still check it out. Just in case. -has a slightly sympathetic look on her face.- Just to be safe.
*bites his lip.* Yeah. Maybe. *thinking that she's insane. That of /course/ he'd know if Pri was possessed. He loves Pri like a brother, and
the other loves him, so of course he'd know. Of course.*
-awkward silence for a moment til their food is brought, and King smiles at the waitress.- Thank you, ma'am!
*Luc doesn't even look up at her as he starts to eat. Silent and brooding. Just like Luc to get into a mood on their first date, sob.*
-looks at him and... Aw man. Now he's all moody. Shit.- Hey, I'm sorry. -ububububu, reaches across to put her hand over one of his, even if
that hand is holding a fork.-
*he looks up at her and smiles slightly, shaking his head.* Don't be. You're just... concerned. Pri's your friend, too. I understand.
*leans forward, lifting her hand to his lips to give the back of it a kiss.*
-fff handkissing.- When did you get so princely, Lucca? -pulls him forward a little for a /proper/ kiss, lingering a bit since they're near
the back and no one cares and it's like 3 am.-
*he shrugs and smirks into the kiss, pulling back a bit and brushing their noses.* I don't know. Maybe I become a prince once it passes 3:30
AM. And it only lasts til dawn. *hehe.*
Aw shucks then! What're we moseyin' around here for? To the bedroom, yeah? -grins and nips his lower lip.- Time's a wastin'.
*laughs.* Let me finish my pancakes, and then we'll go. *waves the waitress over and passes her a 20 and a 10, telling her to keep the
change. He eats the remainder of his pancakes and stands.* Shall we? *offers his arm to King.*
-only ate like half of her steak, will heat up the rest later and roll it up in tortilla or something. Holds her take out box like it's a
purse and links arms with Luc.- We shall. -princess cursty.-
*laughs and kisses her temple, his problems with Pri forgotten for the time being as he escorts her to his hotel. When they get to the room,
he opens the door and gestures.* After you.
-saunters into the room like a king, which, technically she likes to say she is. Drops the little take out box on the table and flops down
in the seat.- My bags are in my car, which is in the parking lot. -How she knew that Luc was going to be here, a secret. How she knew that
Luc was going to let her stay, intuition.-
*runs a hand through his hair.* Need me to go and get 'em?
You can do that later. For now, wasn't there something else you wanted? -smiles a bit, and oh. Unzips the front of her hoodie. Hello~-
*smiles and locks the deadbolt on the door before stepping towards her. Places his hands on her hips and leans down to kiss her.*
*No words. Sometimes, and now is one of those times, he feels like he doesn't have any words to say to her. Because his feelings are too
immense, too numerous. At least, numerous enough for him to ignore that all King seems interested in is sex.*
-slides her arms around his neck and pulls him more into the kiss, her eyes sliding shut as she relaxes a bit. Luc makes her feel pretty
safe. He relaxes her. Kind of like an overgrown teddy bear, sometimes.-
*He guides her to the bed and coaxes her onto it, toeing off his shoes and deepening the kiss.*
-moans quietly into the kiss because gosh, maybe relaxing her is an understatement. Luc's kind of good at making her toes curl without even
touching her sexually and hm, she really likes that. Really, really likes it.-
*He maneuvers so that she's lying down and he's on top of her before moving to lick and suck at her neck - it's not lusty, so much as
devoted, as though he wants to make her feel better than she ever has before. He squeezes her hip lightly before running his hand under her
shirt, stroking her sides.*
(*side)
-okay. She's definitely just... into it. She doesn't quite feel how /devoted/ he is, moreso how /good/ it feels. She threads her hands t
through his hair and gasps as he licks her neck, not feeling rushed at all.-
*he nips at her collarbone as his hand languidly travels up to squeeze one of her breasts through her bra, his other braced against the bed
so that she doesn't take any of his weight. He sucks lightly, hoping to leave a soft, soft bruise.*
-King hums and kisses the top of his head, tugging at the bottom of his shirt to pull it up. Her fingertips ghost the skin underneath, her
nails lightly scraping against Luc as the other squeezes her breast.-
*he pulls back momentarily to tug off his shirt, getting a little caught up in the long sleeves before tossing it to the ground. He tugs at
her hoodie.* Your turn, sweetheart? *smiles.*
-rolls off of Luc and cuddles into his side, her chest pressed against him and oh, how she nuzzles him. She kisses his neck and sighs.
Happily, of course, because Luc never lets her down in the sexual awesome levels. Not now, and she really doesn't think he'll let her down
anytime soon.-
*wraps his arms around her and kisses the top of her head.* Was it good for you? *smirking as he rubs his nose against her hair ubu.*
Yeah. Really good. Sometimes I wonder how you're so good at this. -laughs and nuzzles him. Her hair smells like passion fruit and bubble
gum, currently.-
*her hair always smells good. /She/ smells good. It's one of the many, many things he likes about her.* I'm not that great. I just want to
make sure it's always good for you. *his voice is quiet, and growing thick with sleep. He's tiiiired.*
-And luc is just a nice, warm, strong body that she really likes holding her. Anderson's a bit... bigger though. Hm. She won't think about
him.- You do a fabulous job, babe. -kisses his chest one more time.- Are you sure that prince thing can't be all the time? Because dawn's
almost here and I'd love for this to happen again.
*he fakes a sigh.* I /suppose/ I could try for this to be a full-time gig. I suppose.
You suppose? Close enough. -yawns as well and, oh. she's konked out. Zz.-