theflashyfool | IC inbox @ Golden Peacock

[ Just like at their other meeting, Shanks hits the button right then. This time, though, he actually speaks on the matter. ]

Then join me. We have drinks in here, and there's no time like the present.

Ugh. Fine!

[He presses the button too, giving Shanks a look.]

Drinks first, though!

[ Shanks can't help it, when the partition comes down, he grins wide, touched that Buggy wants to join him. They don't even have to do anything, that would just be a plus.

[ He lifts his glass to Buggy. ]

Agreeable plan. Anything you prefer?

Something strong!

[Buggy does move closer, giving a thoughtful hum.]

Rum, if they've got it.

[ He plucks up a bottle of golden rum, to show Buggy the beautiful, rich color, before he pours it into a glass, then hands it to Buggy. He pours his own, even if he was already drinking something else. ]

To rum, and good company, then. [ He lifts his glass to clink against Buggy's already planning on getting a taste of it from his lips, after he has a few gulps, directly, of course.

[He rolls his eyes at that, but there's a bit of a smile regardless.]

To good company. [Fine. He can give Shanks that -- the idiot. He brings it up to drink, giving an approving hum.]

It is good, huh?

[ Shanks is pleased to have the sentiment returned, clinks Buggy's glass and drinks up. ]

It is. I think we'll just need to finish off this lavish gift. Can't just leave it. Certainly the hotel can provide more.

[He shakes his head at that, taking another drink from the glass.]

Hopefully they will, at least. One of the only things this place has going for it is the booze after all.

[ Shanks doesn't just laugh to that, he throws his head back and nearly howls with it. His head comes forward as he has to lean down, head on his shoulder as he shakes it. ]

That's only too true. [ It's so true, it almost hurts. ] But present company is pretty pleasant, and helps.

[ He means those words, of course, but he remains vague. ]

[Buggy smiles a little at the laugh, chuckling along with it. Idiot.]

I guess so. [He shakes his head fondly.]

[ Shanks chuckles, in return, then scoots closer to Buggy. They haven't specified what they are going to do this round in these pods, but it's clear what the hotel prefers. Not that Shanks usually needs much persuasion when it comes to Buggy. ]

[ He decides, first, to see if Buggy has a problem with his nearness. ]

[Well, he's not shoving him away yet or looking annoyed. There's a look at the other when he slides in, a curious arch to his eyebrow.

He knows full and well what Shanks is likely doing, but--]

What?

[ Shanks looks right at Buggy and grins. ]

I like being close to you. Is that an issue?

No...

[There's a shake of his head, and a twitch to his lips.]

It's not an issue, dummy.

I believe, [ Shanks looks down, then back into Buggy's eyes ] that concludes the questions portion.

[ With that, he leans in to smash his lips against Buggy's, leaving no question as to what he's in the mood for, but Buggy can always push him away. ]

[Buggy doesn't protest the kiss, no. There's a chuckle lost in it and he twists a little to properly face the idiot.]

And what's the next act, then, Red Hair?

[ Shanks licks his lips. ]

I have lube. Up to you which way it goes, though. I picked last time. [ At least, Shanks thinks he does. It's hard to keep track. ]

Well, seeing as how I give you shows often enough...

[Buggy starts, leaning back in their seats, stretching his legs out comfortably for a moment.]

I think you should ride me and give me a show...

[ At first, Shanks' eyes flicker down as his lips spread across his face. ]

[ Then he lifts his eyes to lock on Buggy's with challenge. ] Very well, if you think you can handle me.

Don't I always manage?

[Arches a brow at him.

He's handled so much more than just a ride!]

Very well. I'll just have to see how much more you can take.

[ Yes, Shanks is seeing this as a challenge, albeit, a friendly, fun one. ]

[ He starts the show off by unclasping his cloak and letting it fall to the floor of the pod. The shirt, he just rips off, not wanting to mess around with the buttons, today. He can get a new one. ]

[There's a roll of his eyes as his hands slide down to grip at Shanks' hips as his eyes rake over the other's chest.]

Don't damage your pants, at least! [Buggy scolds lightly, reaching down to undo them, himself.

Damage? [ Shanks chuckles. ]

I can still wear the shirt. [ He just can't button it again. He moves to allow Buggy easy access to his pants, though, and doesn't protest. ]

Yeah, well, you can't wear your pants if you pull out the buttons!

[Dummy.

Once he has them undone though, he gives them a push.]

[ When Buggy pushes, Shanks steps out of his pants, easily, but normally. Apparently, he forgot the show part of this.

I wasn't going to rip them, Buggy. But thank you for being so considerate. [ He leans down to give Buggy a kiss. ]

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