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[teetheyes]

I used to tend in New York City, and you know what's the hardest part about being a bartender? It's figuring out who's drunk and who's just plain stupid.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Grabbing his jacket then making sure there's no one else out there before he shuts the door.]

Your wrist.

[Reminding him, as that cut wasn't as cleanly executed as the stab. He comes closer to Blue, his sleeve already well stained.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[offers Cori the gauze]

Bandage it up.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Given the choice, he takes the gauze and wraps Blue's wrist, carefully and proficiently.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[once he's done, Blue looks at the bandaging and nods once, and moves forward for a deep kiss]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Accepting that kiss, deep and hotter from exertion. Then he pulls back.]

I like you, that takes you out of the bland and boring box.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[brief pause and another kiss, then Blue slips back onto the futon]

I don't normally let that stuff bother me.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Pursing his lips again, and for once not going to get his cigs. He unbuttons his shirt to check out that shoulder wound. He's already got a bruise spreading on his ribs.]

Why now?

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

He didn't even know me. He just judged me by my name.

I like my name. It's the only name I can remember.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Ah, Rosiel. That's his M.O.

[Wiping the blood away and letting the cut dry.]

'The Corinthian' is all I have. Give me your foot.

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[takes off his soft boot and puts his foot on the Corinthian's lap]

My mother gave me my name. She said my rhyme.

Rosiel can go to hell.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

He's been there.

[Cleaning his wound then wrapping it.]

Was she as pretty as you?

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[looks up]

I don't know. I don't remember her very well.

[gets off Cori and crawls over to straddle his lap and give him another kiss, before pressing his uninjured hand between Cori's legs]

But I don't want to talk about her.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Hands on Blue's hips then--ah he raises his chin, feeling Blue's touch.]

What do you want to talk about.

[Kiss to his neck, where he had aimed the knife earlier.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

You fight well. I wouldn't mind doing it again.

[undoing Cori's buttons]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I'm an 'old man', I have the training.

[Shoulder wound's already sloooowly sealing itself.]

Let's do it again.

[Ambiguous confirmation for Blue as his hands slide under his shirt.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[not fair, Cori heals fast!]

You sure I'm not too young for you?

[reaching into Cori's pants, but he's flushing]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Pausing as he rubs his nipples.]

I'm sure.

[Sort of. He reaches around to hold Blue closer to him.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[releases Cori to take his face in his hands and give him another kiss...but his hips are rocking a bit]

Good.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Tongue in mouth. Really twice his age is sketchy in the minds of mortals, but at the millennia level it's less about age and more about experience. He's working Blue's button off, zip down.]

You're not bad yourself.

[Reaching for his jacket.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[But biologically sixteen, and sixteen year olds only think about one thing...]

Practice, practice, practice.

[reaches down for Cori's cock again]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Light slap to Blue's hand. He tears a wrapper open and rolls a condom out.]

Okay.

[He gestures for Blue to do the honors, cock already hardened, briefs down.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[fumbles a bit but rolls the condom after a moment]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Amused look at Blue, then out comes the lube. Cori is always prepared. He gives him the tube.]

Do the honors.

[Hand on his hips again, getting his briefs and all else out of the way.]

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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[puts lube on his fingers and starts to coat Cori's cock slowly - teasing on purpose?]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Teeth eyes narrowing, suspicion.]

Take your time, you're still sitting on it.

[Growled into Blue's ear with a nip to his lobe.]