Damien Thorn (antichrist_ceo) wrote in angellogs, @ 2020-06-08 04:44:00 |
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Current music: | Boys II Men - I'll Make Love To You |
Who: Damien and Aedan
When: Past midnight, soon after this
Where: Assassin Brotherhood HQ
What: Birthday Sex
Rating: High
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Damien was so excited about this. He'd already had the most wonderful birthday party earlier. O.. well, technically it had been an orgy. A few friends had shown up, and plus about five or ten more from other cities. It was perfect. And he had copulated with nearly everyone who had come there. And of course it was nice to watch them all with each other. All that sin - ohh! Damien felt like he was king of the world now. Like he could even take down the Almighty and rest of Heaven if he wanted to. He actually didn't, he just felt like he could.
But all that? And it really had been fun, of course it was. But it paled in comparison to what he wanted most. Sex with his boyfriend again. And now he would be getting it. Oh, fucking hell yes he was getting that hot ass tonight! Finally. But he wasn't blind, he knew it was likely a one time thing, least until they "figure this out", in the other lad's words. And the word exception had been used. Of course he didn't see what there was to figure out; he knew what they both wanted in liked, he'd agreed with any request, and went along with nearly everything his boyfriend had asked for. But this was not the time to think about that.
No, time for birthday celebrations. And because tonight's naughty adventure was to be the only time for them in a long while, Damien planned to make it the best night. Not only for him, but also for the prince. He had already arranged for a gift to be dropped off at the castle while Aedan was on his way here; a dirk, a specially made dagger with Celtic designs. He'd find it in his room once he went back. He also had an envelope containing paper evidence of two reservations for a night at a very expensive Chinese restaurant. That was the other surprise.
He hadn't take long to arrive at the HQ building. He was dressed nicely. Neatly pressed black slacks, penny loafer shoes, black silk button-shirt, Armani jacket. He was also wearing some very nice cologne. He didn't always do this. But since Aedan was making an effort to look good, Damien would match it. Ohhh, he couldn't wait to see how he looked. Especially with that black leather kilt. Damn, he felt hard just thinking about it. Smiling, he made his way into the building. Which room was it, where were they doing this? The prince had mentioned the possibility of several unused rooms. Ah well, he'd wait. "Aedan," he called out then, "hello? Sweet prince? Sexy assassin thief? You're here?..."