Syl O'Connell
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Post by Syl O'Connell on Nov 12, 2021 4:25:14 GMT
[Rasserc - Front Ear - Delirium] Ras didn't often stray far from the Latinum Whispers Hotel & Lounge. It was both where he lived, and where he worked, with plenty of pleasure involved in both. However, there were occasions he felt the desire to do what he wanted, and with whom he desired, rather than perform for a crowd and appeal to his clients. Nights such as this he wandered down to the local nightclub. The Orion very quickly attracted attention. Some he flirted with, others he ignored. While on the dancefloor, it was difficult to tell exactly who his partner was, or if he even had one. Greedy hands carressed his exposed chest, arms and back. Bodies rubbed against him from all directions. Thankfully, he thrived on the attention. It was why he chose to make his living in the Lounge, after all. He wasn't on the dancefloor long, though, when he could feel himself begin to perspire. Knowing his pheromones would get even stronger the more he sweat, Ras disentangled himself from the other dancers and made his way to the bar. Wearing only a pair of black warm-up pants, with a black t-shirt tucked into his back pocket, he folded his arms on the bar counter and leaned in to give his order to the bartender over the loud music. When the bartender nodded and reached for the bottle, Ras let his dark gaze sweep around the patrons, searching for someone who might be of genuine interest to him.
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Shavan Th'zhaar
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Post by Shavan Th'zhaar on Nov 13, 2021 19:15:23 GMT
[ Shavan Th’zhaar - Delirium] After a busy, and weird couple weeks, another regular night of drinking and dancing was even more appealing than usual. Shavan leaned against the bar, dressed in a typical outfit for a night out, in close fitting black pants and a shirt that left little to the imagination. He motioned to the bartender, who soon poured a strong green liquor into the line of shot glasses set in front of him. He could sense a few pairs of eyes following him, but he enjoyed the attention, and didn’t much care who he left with. Though he hadn’t yet decided which to indulge more. Throwing back the last shot, he looked toward the dance floor again, and the inviting crush of bodies and pulsing music. His attention was instantly caught by the man who had just arrived at the bar, dark gaze lingering longer than necessary. Not just because he was attractive, though that was certainly reason enough. There was also the required caution, and intrigue, that came with meeting one of his own species out here. Of course, Orions were everywhere, including the furthest corners of the quadrant. But usually if they were on the station, it was just passing through. Shavan cast a coyly inviting smile in the man’s direction, in case he’d been noticed looking, but didn’t yet approach. Syl O'Connell |
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Syl O'Connell
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Post by Syl O'Connell on Nov 14, 2021 2:19:18 GMT
[Rasserc - Front Ear - Delirium]As luck would have it, there was someone who caught his attention. A hybrid, judging by the greenish hue in blue flesh, accented by black hair around the antennae. It was an aesthetically pleasing combination, and Rasserc made no attempts to conceal his gaze that took in the sight at the other end of the bar. The younger man was wearing only barely more than he was, and judging by the coy smile Ras received, he was enjoying the view just as much. Picking up the glass the bartender set in front of him, metallic gold liquid swirling around the ice within, his gaze locked on his target as he began a slow, deliberate approach. Stopping next to him, he took a sip of his drink before tearing his gaze away and turning to face the bar once more. He let a moment of silence pass between them as he set his glass down, idly browsing the rows of bottles across from him. "Dare I ask if you're waiting for someone?" The Orion spoke at last, but didn't look at him again.
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Shavan Th'zhaar
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Post by Shavan Th'zhaar on Nov 15, 2021 2:57:01 GMT
[ Shavan Th’zhaar - Delirium] There were moments when he was, in fact, at least vaguely aware that his Federation friends would say the sensible thing to do was to say no. Or in this case, maybe yes, I’m waiting for someone, and then leave and find out who this guy was from a distance. But that just wasn’t how this worked. No, whatever the game, Shavan would play along. And when it came to flirting with strangers… at best, he would have a good time, and at worst, he would know for certain that he had an enemy. Either way, he would get what he wanted. He had turned to order another drink, and likewise gave no indication that he had noticed the man come closer. It was of no concern if the stranger paid him no attention, and this turned out to be nothing after all. Though when a voice spoke close by, Shavan allowed himself another brief appreciative glance over the defined muscles in green skin before answering. “I’m not in the habit of waiting on anyone, no.”
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Syl O'Connell
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Post by Syl O'Connell on Nov 15, 2021 3:40:26 GMT
[Rasserc - Front Ear - Delirium]When the answer reached him, he pivoted to face the other, leaning sideways against the bar. A smirk lifted the corners of his lips and he picked up his glass, but didn't take another drink yet. "Luckily I'm right here. No waiting required." As with most members of his species, this game came naturally to him. The rules were ever-changing, and the challenge of keeping up and adapting was what made it fun. Judging by the way the other man's gaze raked over his body, this round was bound to be plenty of fun. He lifted the glass to his lips, but didn't look away from the hybrid as he let the gold liquor slide down his throat.
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Post by Shavan Th'zhaar on Nov 20, 2021 1:44:59 GMT
[ Shavan Th’zhaar - Delirium] The bartender finished pouring him another drink, and Shavan took the glass, barely shifting his attention away from the other Orion. A hint of a satisfied smirk crossed his lips at the response. It wasn’t a question. He didn’t protest. Not surprisingly, his instincts were at least partially right. After taking a drink, he leaned in closer to the other man. “And you are…” he trailed off deliberately, a touch of a challenge in his voice. The stranger could finish that sentence however he chose, whether with it was with a name, or with his intentions. Or maybe it was a return invitation to stop waiting altogether. Syl O'Connell |
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Syl O'Connell
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Post by Syl O'Connell on Nov 20, 2021 4:40:29 GMT
[Rasserc - Front Ear - Delirium]When the other man leaned closer, Ras lowered his glass back to the counter. "Here for my own type of fun." He turned back to the bar, but in doing so let his body shift towards the attractive hybrid. He took another drink as his gaze idly wandered across the displayed bottles once more. "Appealing to other people is enjoyable enough on most nights, and it pays well. But sometimes I just feel like doing things my way." Another drink drained his glass, and he slid it towards the bartender but didn't order another. There would be plenty of time for more drinking later, and he had cooled off enough that his pheromones were back under his control. "And tonight, I feel like dancing with an attractive mystery." His voice lowered as he spoke that last line and turned back to lock eyes with the younger man. His fingers, still cool from holding the glass, closed the distance between them to brush across said mystery's teal jaw.
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Post by Shavan Th'zhaar on Nov 21, 2021 0:59:51 GMT
[ Shavan Th’zhaar - Delirium] Shavan took a longer sip while the Orion answered and appeared to glance over the bottles behind the bar. The way it burned on the way down was welcome, adding the slightest feeling of intoxication thanks to what he had already drank. In a sense, the line about appealing to other people was certainly understandable. As probably intended. Though the response revealed enough in other ways to take note of. The older man’s fingers sent a shiver along his skin at the touch to his jaw. Shavan tilted his head slightly, meeting his gaze without pulling away. “As it happens, so do I.” He likewise lowered his now empty glass to the bar top and took a slight step closer. “So let’s dance.”
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Syl O'Connell
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Post by Syl O'Connell on Nov 21, 2021 17:13:57 GMT
[Rasserc - Front Ear - Delirium]Rasserc was pleased to discover that although this stranger was more Andorian in appearance, he seemed to be more Orion in nature. It had been far too long since he'd had a close encounter with one of his own, and he was looking forward to where this night would undoubtedly lead. When the offer was made and the distance between them closed a little more, he let his fingers trail down the side of his neck, across his shoulder and down his arm, his dark eyes following the path with the intensity. Then their hands laced together and he was turning away from the bar, leading the way to the dance floor he had left only a few minutes earlier.
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Post by Shavan Th'zhaar on Nov 22, 2021 4:04:29 GMT
[ Shavan Th’zhaar - Delirium] Shavan cast his gaze down, tracing the stranger’s movements as he took his hand. With only a playful smirk in response, he let himself be led back to the familiar dance floor. At the very least, he was sure to enjoy dancing with someone who knew what he was doing, and in the same style. Of course he’d had plenty of fun here before, but there was something different about this. He was skilled enough to draw attention, but having a partner of his own kind was another experience altogether. They slipped into the moving crowd. Shavan watched the other man with a fiery intensity as he unlaced their fingers, instead sliding his hands into a better position on his body before he started to dance. Syl O'Connell |
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Syl O'Connell
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Post by Syl O'Connell on Nov 23, 2021 21:30:59 GMT
[Rasserc - Front Ear - Delirium]It was very different, dancing for the enjoyment of a dance partner as opposed to the enjoyment of those watching. When that partner knew the same dance, it turned into an entirely different encounter. This stranger obviously knew the steps, with the placement of his hands and intense gaze. Ras responded in turn, decisively closing the distance between them as he moved his body to the beat of the music. From this position, if he inhaled deeply he could detect the faint trace of unique pheromones, and he smiled slightly to himself. It had been too long, indeed. With the lack of Orions on this station, he had a feeling it had been even longer for the hybrid. Well, that was likely about to change for both of them.
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Post by Shavan Th'zhaar on Nov 24, 2021 4:55:48 GMT
[ Shavan Th’zhaar - Delirium] The loud music seemed to reverberate through him, his dark eyes glinting in the shifting lights. Then Shavan threw himself into the dance, moving his body in time with the sound and with his partner. And was pleased to find the other man matching his skill, if not more. He felt him shift closer, close enough to just catch each other’s scent. For the moment Shavan had no desire to take his hands off him, and didn’t hesitate from further contact as he turned up the intensity, every movement seductive in just the right measure, inviting, daring. Syl O'Connell |
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Post by Syl O'Connell on Nov 26, 2021 17:10:56 GMT
[Rasserc - Front Ear - Delirium]While this wasn't what he had been expecting when he came here tonight, it was definitely far more enjoyable than any of the alternatives. There was a distinct challenge to the encounter as well... to maintain the interest of someone to whom he wasn't a novelty. Judging by the intensity of the gaze, the firmness of the hands pressed against his skin, and the body that swayed in time with his own, he at least wasn't failing in that endeavor. But now that he had the other man's undivided attention, there was more that he could offer. Stepping around the hybrid, he closed the distance between them until they were back-to-chest. One hand lifted to sift through long black hair, sliding the lockes off to the side so the man in front of him could feel his breath on his neck when he lowered his head. His other hand wrapped around the lithe body, fingertips finding and exploring the teal skin exposed by the slits in his shirt. The music pulsed through him, and his heart hammered in time, his body continuing to sway to the beat as it brushed against the other's.
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Post by Shavan Th'zhaar on Nov 27, 2021 16:06:09 GMT
[ Shavan Th’zhaar - Delirium] Shavan didn’t miss a beat as they spun around and he responded to the move, shifting back to meet his latest dance partner. Feeling their bodies brush together, he swayed his hips back against the other man’s in time with the music. He tilted his head slowly at the sensation of fingers in his hair and whisper of breath on his neck, giving easier access and inviting the touch. The crowd pressed in around them, and his heart beat fast as they moved together. There was no reason to stop yet... and for the moment he was inclined to let this play out. Syl O'Connell |
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Syl O'Connell
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Post by Syl O'Connell on Dec 4, 2021 19:12:13 GMT
[Rasserc - Front Ear - Delirium]For a brief moment as the hybrid gave in to his touch, Ras felt as though this was almost too easy. Was it possible he was being played? Led to believe he had this man under his sway? But he let those thoughts fade as swiftly as they had crossed his mind, as there was one way to find out. His body never missed a beat of the music, the moves long since being anything he needed to consciously think about. Untangling his fingers from the black hair in front of him, he ran that hand down to the other man's hip and gripped it firmly. His other hand moved in the reverse direction, up his chest to his throat. He gripped there as well, but not tightly, not enough to actually apply pressure to the veins or trachea. Just enough to make the younger man realize that he could. It was a dominant display of power, a test to see just how far this stranger was willing to submit.
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