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Tweak says, "Damit thats where I eat dinner"

Seth Hajji (lettuce_rejoice) wrote in paxletalelogs,
@ 2010-09-21 19:26:00

Entry tags:

min, raven

Who: Mirza & Shae
What: One very tired young man and his laziness.
Where: Lobby
When: Sometime after midnight leading into Wednesday the 22nd
Warnings: NC-17, apparently. Boy love.

Tired was the only way to describe Mirza at the moment. It'd been a hard night's work and all he wanted to do was crash. There was no euphoria of performing, just a sense of finishing his daily grind... And a whole lot of pent up sexual frustration. Well he watched the other dancers! Of course he watched. How could he not? But either way, he trudged his way into the building and glanced in the direction of the stairs and the elevator. Did he really want to fight his way that far?

Urgh, he supposed he must but... No. No. Just fucking no. Mirza instead dragged himself over to the round sofa-ish looking thing (he didn't know what the Hells the real name of it was and it didn't particularly matter), curling around the backs by laying on the long seat. He was absolutely bound and fucking determined to fall asleep in the lobby just because he couldn't be arsed to get himself into the elevator.

What? He wasn't allowed to be lazy? Well too bad. Work had been awful. For him anyhow as he refused to lower his morals to earn extra cash. The joint he worked at was sleazy. If he could have gotten up enough cash, he would have opened his own club and run it his way. Made it a classy place where the dancers were protected and paid well enough that they wouldn't feel pressured to do things they didn't necessarily want to do... It was a nice dream but that's all it would ever be. He wasn't much of a business man unfortunately...

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lettuce_rejoice
2010-10-04 02:06 pm UTC (link)

Making Shae wriggled was one of his goals - anything that could make the man squirm was a good thing in his opinion. It wasn't exactly how Mirza had envisioned the rest of his evening going either. Sleeping, crashing, pretending to not exist until the next evening... Now his nerves and his senses were on high and there was the potential to relieve all that sexual tension that he'd built up over the night.

His too was mostly ash but he wasn't paying attention to it. It was just natural to keep it away from a person's body. He licked his lips lightly when Shae pulled back, arching an eyebrow and smiling slightly, "Eyes without a name. How familiar." Where, where, wherever where... That was the important question.

"My place is on the fourth floor," he offered, closing the distance between them to kiss the other man's jaw with a light touch - not demanding but simply seeking the feel of his skin. He didn't know whether Shae's apartment was closer or further but, well, he supposed he'd find out.

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in_the_wings
2010-10-05 02:46 am UTC (link)

The corners of his mouth quirked up in a small smile. How familiar, indeed.

"Shae," he blurted a little belatedly, apparently unwilling to become just another nameless lay. They lived in the same building, anyway, so there wasn't much in the way of anonymity- and no point in creating unnecessary awkwardness. "My name is...Shae."

The gentle press of lips against his skin was enough to spur him into action, and he abruptly withdrew from the contact. The movement seemed a bit brusque, but in a matter of seconds he had displaced Mirza and risen to his feet, grasping his new companion's wrist and tugging him a bit impatiently in the direction of the elevators.

They'd barely made it inside the elevator car before Shae had the smaller man pinned against the back wall, hands wandering as he used his lips to become much better acquainted with his new neighbor.

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lettuce_rejoice
2010-10-05 04:14 am UTC (link)

Mirza was actually surprised that he offered up a name. It wouldn't be the first time that he'd had a face but no name and lived in the same building... "Shae is a very good name," he noted a bit dumbly but smiling. How could one be expected to say anything intelligent when one was more focused on the fact that one was horny as hell?

He was startled by the sudden withdrawing motion, wondering if Shae had come to his senses and had decided that no, he wasn't going to do the Guy/Guy thing. It had happened to him before. But all thoughts of rejection were tossed aside like his dead cigarette as he was pulled to his feet and he followed to the elevators. Oh this was going to be a very interesting night indeed.

Once the doors opened he was not at all surprised to be pinned against the wall though he did have the good sense to hit the button for his floor before he was unable to. Mirza wrapped his arms around Shae's neck, twirling dark hair around one finger. He was all too receptive the touch of hands and the press of lips, pulling Shae as close as he could possibly manage in that short ride up...

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in_the_wings
2010-10-05 07:52 am UTC (link)

...a short ride, indeed. Shae had managed to blindly locate the hem of Mirza's shirt, and his fingertips had just grazed warm skin when he heard the sudden 'DING' signalling their destination.

He ignored it. Even as the doors began to slide open, he didn't bother to separate from his companion; if anything, the realization that they were thisclose to being homefree only excited him more, and he pressed a frantic kiss to Mirza's lips with enough force to jar the other man's head against the wall with a light thud.

Okay, so he was a little eager. It wasn't unusual for Shae to be assertive- and sometimes downright aggressive- in these sorts of situations, and he was doing his damnedest not to go straight for Mirza's zipper. Not that his resolve would probably last very long, especially not with the solid, tempting body pinned against him.

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lettuce_rejoice
2010-10-05 12:24 pm UTC (link)

That ding was really annoying him but at the same time, he really rather wanted to drag Shae out of there and down the hall so they could get to the "good stuff" as it were.

Mirza made a soft startled noise as his head thumped back a little but didn't get particularly upset about it. Instead he sort of chuckled into the kiss, a bit more controlled as he returned it. Eager was an understatement.

To be honest, he rather liked the aggressive ones. They were so much fun but Mirza was surprisingly strong enough to push Shae back enough. It was his turn to grab the other man by the wrist and when he pulled, it was out of the elevator and down the hall. His apartment was waiting for them, the door beckoning...

All he had to do was manage to fish the key out of his pocket which he was trying so hard to do.

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in_the_wings
2010-10-06 04:31 am UTC (link)

Eager was absolutely an understatement. Shae couldn't quite remember the last time he'd been this hor- okay, well, there was that girl at the convenience store...oh yeah, and the guy over at the gun range, he'd almost forgotten about that one...

Anyway. He grinned against the back of Mirza's neck and slid his arm around the other man's waist from behind.

"Need a han', ma cher?" As if to make things even more difficult for Mirza, he dipped his fingers enthusiastically into the pocket as well, making sure to grope and squeeze more than was actually necessary to locate a simple key.

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lettuce_rejoice
2010-10-06 04:52 am UTC (link)

He was almost as bad as Mirza if they were being honest here... He could have had a lot more if he had ever decided to whore himself in the club but he preferred pleasure for pleasure's sake rather than for money.

Having the feel of a solid body against his back was so distracting. He wanted to arch back against Shae, grind against him, be fucked right in the hallway... That would be so traumatizing to his one neighbor.

Shae was not helping that feeling and Mirza pressed his ass back against that firm body, moaning softly. Those fingers could search and tease all they wanted. "Key," he finally managed to mumble, producing the item from the pocket which Shae wasn't molesting. He shoved it into the lock and unlocked the door, dragging Shae inside.

The apartment itself was one of the smaller units and while it wasn't entirely unpacked yet a decided theme was starting to show. It was very Arabic with complicated patterns and lovely colors, animal prints and pillows with all kinds of tassels. Even his bedroom was like that with a four poster bed and gauzy white curtains that could be drawn shut by untying the tassely ropes.

It was about this time that he actually forced himself away from Shae, turning around to grin at him, "You lock the door - all three..." Yes, he had three locks for a mixture of security and stall tactic to keep a person busy. With that Mirza literally ran off deeper into his apartment towards his bedroom, leaving a trail of clothing items mostly in the form of shoes, socks and his shirt.

It left him only in pants and the twin golden rings that pierced his nipples which were connected by a thin golden chain - a remnant from his dancing that night. And it left him enough time to at least settle himself on his bed, stretched out straight with his hands behind his head like he was on display.

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