01-14-2017, 03:02 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-14-2017, 05:58 PM by DarkAurion98.)
(Awesome)
The older male was parking at their home, sighing after a long, tiring day. Today he hosted the auction of several exotic vehicles, including cars and motorcycles, confiscated from a well-known manager. Reason? Form of payment assumed by the bank as the new owner of the valuables. Not that Rorik cares, at least today.
He's distracted, thinking on the handsome man that just came into his life. Marcus. He mumbles, looking in boredom how Armany-clothed elders, exposing plastic wifes, take seat in time to start the auction.
Ron, his satyr friend, gives him a friendly nudge.
-Thinking of green eyes again huh?- teases the goat-like partner.
-Shut up- Spits Rorik with a frown, but grateful for the distraction.
-Yes you are. You don't stop being the humble giant Leekev- he jokes -more like a humble idiot for me-
They "wrestle" backstage, annoyed by their company outfits. Nice suits, but kind of uncomfortable. The dominant however put Ron in place, laughing with him afterwards.
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Hours into the auction, Leekev strugles to keep track of the numbers, as he wonders how is his lover doing. He honestly don't know how his beautiful pale husband can handle so many kids.
Kids...... that's.. a good idea doesn't it? For the... future
Concentrate on selling this Cadillac first you dumbass.
His brain rambles.
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As we started, he gets home, proud of his sold lots. A 65' Alfa Romeo Giulia TZ2, a classic Triumph Bonneville, some Corvettes and seven digit numbers running. Not bad. Well, the only bad thing being the second-hand Honda he's driving.
Anyway, entering home, he looks for the one that helps him on his hard days.
Marc? I'm home love. He meets him on the kitchen. Despite the smile that receives him, the "humble giant" knows something is wrong. Sweetie, you look a bit... off. Everything ok at work today? He covers the little guy in a warm embrace, kissing his forehead.
(Hope you like it. Also, Marc's friend was another fairy. You mind Rorik's one being a satyr?) :D
The older male was parking at their home, sighing after a long, tiring day. Today he hosted the auction of several exotic vehicles, including cars and motorcycles, confiscated from a well-known manager. Reason? Form of payment assumed by the bank as the new owner of the valuables. Not that Rorik cares, at least today.
He's distracted, thinking on the handsome man that just came into his life. Marcus. He mumbles, looking in boredom how Armany-clothed elders, exposing plastic wifes, take seat in time to start the auction.
Ron, his satyr friend, gives him a friendly nudge.
-Thinking of green eyes again huh?- teases the goat-like partner.
-Shut up- Spits Rorik with a frown, but grateful for the distraction.
-Yes you are. You don't stop being the humble giant Leekev- he jokes -more like a humble idiot for me-
They "wrestle" backstage, annoyed by their company outfits. Nice suits, but kind of uncomfortable. The dominant however put Ron in place, laughing with him afterwards.
-----------------------------------------------------------
Hours into the auction, Leekev strugles to keep track of the numbers, as he wonders how is his lover doing. He honestly don't know how his beautiful pale husband can handle so many kids.
Kids...... that's.. a good idea doesn't it? For the... future
Concentrate on selling this Cadillac first you dumbass.
His brain rambles.
---------------------------------------------------------
As we started, he gets home, proud of his sold lots. A 65' Alfa Romeo Giulia TZ2, a classic Triumph Bonneville, some Corvettes and seven digit numbers running. Not bad. Well, the only bad thing being the second-hand Honda he's driving.
Anyway, entering home, he looks for the one that helps him on his hard days.
Marc? I'm home love. He meets him on the kitchen. Despite the smile that receives him, the "humble giant" knows something is wrong. Sweetie, you look a bit... off. Everything ok at work today? He covers the little guy in a warm embrace, kissing his forehead.
(Hope you like it. Also, Marc's friend was another fairy. You mind Rorik's one being a satyr?) :D