Huffing Out A Breath As He Was Told To Give Stolas A Second, He Stood There Like A Sullen Teenager And

huffing out a breath as he was told to give stolas a second, he stood there like a sullen teenager and watched as the other worked to clear off his station. "so not just dogs and cats." he grumbled with a slight roll of his eyes. if this was how he acted around his friends it was no wonder he didn't have many at the moment.

"i can help you look after." while he would have preferred to make sure the snake was alright and take it back home, helping stolas in return felt like a fair enough trade; and how hard could it be to find a book? moving forward, he gently coaxed the weakened rattler off his arm. it was reluctant at first but, eventually, it released it's hold on alton and slid down to coil around itself on the cushioned table. "i noticed it under my back porch five days ago. well, first i noticed a hawk that seemed to be watching my home and i went outside to try and get a better look at it, and that's when i noticed her." he explained as he leaned against the edge of the work surface and nodded down at the rattlesnake.

"i was planning to just... move her out of harms way but she wouldn't let go of my arm. she didn't bite me, she didn't even try to ward me off with her rattler. so i took her inside..." which wasn't the smartest thing to do, his home was still a bit of a mess, but he had a tendency to put animals-- and nature in general-- first. "i set her up with a lamp in my kitchen for warmth and tried to feed her but she never ate anything. she sat on my counter, for five days, and barely budged. she'd only move when i came over to check on her, stretching up to rest her head in my palm, but she hardly moved more than that. i started trying to give her some herbal remedies i learned back home, and i even tried some of the healing spells i was taught in my youth, but-- i don't know. something still isn't right. i think the hawk tried to make a meal out of her and dropped her. i've been trying to keep her comfortable..." but he hated that he'd distanced himself from his roots for so long that now he couldn't actually be of any help.

"can you just... do something already?" he huffed out as his cheeks dusted over with a pink flush as if he were embarrassed he couldn't do it himself. the please was implied.

He was picking things up and looking underneath them, checking higher shelves then his 5 foot 8 stature could see. Why did Stolas always lose things when he needed them? He wanted to pull out his hair slightly. "No I think i can help just give me a second, its been a while since someone has asked for help with a snake. Stolas cleared off his cushion table in the middle of the room and got his bestiary grimoire as he flipped through the pages. "No sorry, I just maybe its right in front of my face and two sets of eyes are better then one. Stolas looked up and smiled trying to comfort the other male. "So first things first, do you know anything that wrong. How long has the snake not been eating, or acting differently? Stuff like that." he grinned. "Give it to me straight Alton."

that was more of an answer than was expected. actually, the where the hell did you come from was more rhetorical than anything else and yet the stranger actually gave the young witch a play-by-play update of what he'd been doing for the past few-- however-- minutes he was just wandering around before he bumped into iain; before iain bumped into him. "you're weird," he mumbled after a moment of just looking up at the innocently smiling, broad shouldered, brick wall of a person. he was surprised walking into him hadn't put him on his ass. "and you owe me a drink."

without giving much more of a cue, he turned and started walking down the street towards the cafe. it was probably open at this hour, though he wasn't sure since he normally brought his own energy drinks with him so he wouldn't have to fuss with getting something on his way home. if they were closed he would just make the man give him a few bucks to replace his drink. that seemed fair enough; despite the fact it wasn't fair at all. "yo, dumpster dave," the witch called out, giving the stranger a nickname rather than asking what he was called, as he turned around to walk backwards so he could look at the man. "ignoring the fact that you clearly have no taste, coffee is incredible, quit standing around. you comin' or what?"

Anders looked down at the spilled drink and back up the man he had bumped into, then back down. "I came from my apartment. I saw on TV you can find stuff in trash and I need more stuff and I figured what was the best way to steal trash. Night time. Right? And then I saw a cat and I was following the cat. But then I was like, what if this cat is a person. That would be awkward, but I wanted to pet the cat still. And then I bumped into you."

Anders smiled that dopey innocent smile of his, genuine and bright. "Anyway my name is Anders it's nice to meet you. Sorry I spilled your drink. It doesn't smell like coffee and that's good because I don't like coffee. It's not good. "

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there was a twinge of annoyance in his features as his attention settled on the other, but as the man teased and answered him elgin began to soften. resting his elbow on the bar as he watched and listened to the other with a hint of amusement in the line of his brow and the curve of his lips, elgin almost instantly relaxed and calmed down as the other so effortlessly reached over the bar and stole two full bottles of liquor without the bartender even noticing. that's one way to get what you want.

"here i thought people that lived in idyllic little towns like this played by the rules." he teased back. "being in trouble is a favored past-time of mine, so i'm not against brazenly drinking in front of them," he added on with a nod towards the still oblivious bartender, "but i like the idea of getting a table in the back more. gives us more time to actually enjoy the damn things; and, hell, means we might be able to keep you getting sucked by a pretty face like me still on the table." pushing away from the bar, he reached out to take one of the stolen bottles for himself before nodding towards the back of the bar. "shall we?"

It wasn't uncommmon for Kai to make his appearance at the bar from time to time. While he did derive most of his thrill from hunting the random townspeople around the city, he couldn't do it at such a frequent rate that he used to before he appeared here. It was would raise too many questions and cause too many eyes to start looking in his direction. Kai did love the little cat-and-mouse game he played with the police department, but even he knew when to draw his limits. So, he satiated his bloodlust and boredom with a drink or two. It certainly wasn't the same, but it helped pass the time. And it didn't hurt that there was always a cute face or two for him to look at.

As he idly sipped away at his cocktail, Kai's inner thoughts were interrupted by the man sitting next to him. The vampire tilted his head to the side, processing what the words were. Something about a drink, wanting a drink for someone new. The young man stared blankly at the other, considering if he was worth having a little fun with, before grinning brightly at him. "Well, if it's a drink you're looking for, why bother waiting and asking? Although I wouldn't mind getting sucked by a pretty face like you..." he teased. Kai leaned over the countertop when the bartender was at the other end of the table, snagging two bottles of some drink and handing one to the stranger. "Want to grab a table in the back? I doubt they'll be very happy coming back and seeing us drinking straight from their bottles. Unless you like being in trouble."

he half expected anders to just rip their clothing off of him. the tension between them certainly would have excused it and it wouldn't have been the first time elgin sacrificed an outfit for the sake of enjoying himself. anders taking his time felt more intimate. keeping himself propped up on his elbows, he watched with hungry hazed eyes as the dragon blood carefully removed the rest of his clothes. "fuck," he cursed, softly, under his breath as he took in the sight before him; anders standing there, in all his naked glory, with his cock hard and already dripping for him. "you look good in that jacket of your," he teased quietly, "but you do look even better without it."

unfastening his own pants, he lifted his hips to make it easier for anders to strip him as well. "that feeling is mutual," he mumbled before silencing himself against anders' lips again in another kiss; his own cock erect, and twitching, as he felt those heated hands grab at his hips to pull him closer and lift him. gasping, a low sound of need vibrated in the vampires throat as he felt the thick, heated digit press at his hole. "fuck anders," he groaned, dropping down to bury his face in the dragon bloods neck as he felt the finger push into him. his entrance was reluctant at first but as he started producing slick, making his own desire even more obvious, he relaxed; his body slowly becoming easier for the taking.

Anders took the permission with delight, moving to remove the rest of their clothing, careful of it not to rip or tear it, stepping out of his pants so he was standing over the vampire in his naked glory. He hadn't had sex since he had come through time, and this was certainly something he could remember. His cock hard, and dripping slowly as he began to pull the vampire's pants down.

"I want you so bad." he said softly as he kissed Elgin again and again, savoring each kiss as he let his hand wander, grabbing the vampire's hips and lifting them up so he had more access to his ass, spreading his cheeks and getting a heated finger into him. "You're so tight."

Jack O'Connel and Sienna Miller in Cat on a Hot Tin Roof at the NT.