Who: Elliot & Jason When: Tuesday Night Where: The Bronze Rating: Adult
It was Tuesday and Jason's solo night out. While things had been good with Zel, they both sought to keep his demons satisfied, and while Zel was insatiable, sex every night wasn't something she was always up for. And that night she was working a full shift and when she got home she was just exhausted. Thanks to their date night, he was feeling quite sated, those small bruises on his neck and wrist had faded quickly but he still felt the pull of his belt. However Zel had practically pushed him out of the house, informing him that on Wednesday he was going to watch Quiz Bowl with Morgan and her and then they were going to cuddle in bed and Thursday she'd accompany him to the club for some fun.
So, in those jeans that hugged him in all the right places, the t-shirt that showed off his cut abdomen, leather jacket and that subtle eyeliner he headed out to The Bronze. Almost immediately Max and Ash tackled him and quizzed him about the other night. He did his best to keep things vague but their biggest wonder was if they were going to get to see her again. Jason only smiled and replied with a 'maybe'. As the trio stood at one of the tables, a drink server came by and dropped off a shot for Jason. "I didn't..." He started, but the server pointed out the guy who'd sent over the drink. It wasn't unusual for him and he smiled. Raising the shot to the guy he knocked it back.
Jason turned and grabbed his drink off the table while Ash and Max each gave their input on the gent. Ash commented that he'd heard the man had a bit of cyber while Max asked if that mattered because he'd heard that he was a fantastic lay. Jason just chuckled and bid the two a good night. "Wish me luck." Ash dreamily commented that he didn't need it. With that Jason headed over to the table with this mystery man. As he got closer he recognized the other man, but couldn't quite place his face. "Thanks for the shot." He said as he approached the table. Each table was equipped with a buffer that allowed conversations to be held without the music drowning out voices, however you had to be within a certain range for it to take effect which meant that before he could speak, Jason was practically touching the table.