Then I should be a treat-...where are you exactly?
[ It's a little awkward to ask, since the other wasn't with Nick anymore nor worked at the Gray Room. But hey- it's not like he had a tracker on Reggie nor was willing to just teleport around the city looking for the other.]
[ Which is an easy enough thing for Caliban get too, considering he still works there himself. And frankly it saves any more of those more insensitive questions Caliban could ask from happening. It only takes a few moments before Caliban is simply waving his hand and teleporting to the Gray Room in his usual tornado of fire.
The Demon was simply dressed in a plain black vest over his usual nude chest, a few sliver necklaces resting against his chest and a pair of black tight jeans. He was really selling the rockstar vibe considering he was a former king of Hell. By the time Reggie gets himself together- Caliban was just likely to be found at the bar- leaning against it as he poured himself a drink of one of the top shelf whiskeys- after all Dorian was gone and he doubted Magnus was willing to fire him over such a thing.]
[ It doesn't take Reggie long to get there -- probably longer than it does Caliban, but not by too much -- dressed in dark jeans and a red and blue polo shirt. Caliban is easily spotted as ever and Reggie walks right on over, sliding onto the next stool over. ]
[ Caliban teased as he turned to face the other- his hand curling around his drink as it raised it to his lips and had a few sips of it, enjoying the slight burn of the drink before finally just downing it all and placing it back on the table.]
Shall we go to mine then? Unless you want to hang around here till the shows start.
[ Grinning warmly, Reggie leans against the bar, chin on his fist, glancing briefly at the rows of bottles behind the bar before he looks at Caliban. He's a sight for sore eyes, not just right now, but especially right now. ]
Yeah, let's go. Nothing else here I need to see.
[ And he is actually curious to see what Caliban's place looks like. It's hard for him to even imagine it. ]
[ The Demon was just going to give a warm and genuine smile at those words- and he's just stepping forward and moving his hand to brush it down along the others waist. It might have been a rather intimate touch but...well, at this point between them- they'd done a lot more than that already. ]
As you wish.
[ His words almost come out like a purr, as his eyes met Reggie's and just like that the tunnel of fire was moving around them both to transport them across down to the Up apartments. A few moments later the fire tornado was lowering and fading away to leave him and Reggie standing in the Demon's apartment.
Caliban had been here long enough to make it his own, and certainly had attempted to make it feel more like his realm and his home-..which meant a lot of dark red walls and black furniture. And several weapons literally the walls, including his rather big sword he'd use to ride into battle with. There was even his crown placed on one of shelves just under that very sword. Caliban doesn't move from his place pressed against Reggie, sucking on the inside of his cheek as he let his thumb slip under Reggie's shirt and trace along his hip teasingly.]
[ It's a jarring transition, quite unlike the times Reggie's teleported with Nick before, and he grips Caliban tightly throughout as if they'd be separated somehow if he were to let go.
Even once the fire clears, Reggie holds on for another few moments, then draws back slightly so he can look around the place, blinking with interest. Honestly, he could have probably guessed it would look something like this, but he's glad to see it anyway. ]
Looks cozy.
[ He moves close again, grinning as he feels Caliban's hand wandering. Reggie steps away just teasingly out of reach, toward the shelves, looking at the crown. ]
[ Caliban's aware that his own form of travel was a little..jarring for non-warlocks but no-one has outright complained to him, so he really paid it no mind. His eyes locked to Reggie as he glances around his place with a little smirk playing on his lips. There's a gentle chuckle at the others words as he allows his own eyes to sweep over the apartment.
It wasn't bad- it wasn't his kingdom or his throne room but...well, it did while he was here.]
I suppose it is.
[ He lets his hand move from the others hip with a little hesitation as the other moved just out of his reach. There's a little hum at that question before he was nodding, his blond hair bouncing with each movement of his head.]
I do- yes. I'm rather...between submissive for the moment.
[ Granted- he had John's offer on the table but the table wasn't quite right for that. The demon just moved his hand to brush though his long hair as he gave a little hum. ]
But it rather is helpful for bringing guests home, I'll admit.
[ Reggie looks back over at him, unsure how to interpret Caliban's tone, exactly-- lonely? Melancholy? Concerned? ... Apathetic? It's hard to tell with him, really, but maybe it was a mistake for Reggie to bring it up.
He walks back over, giving Caliban a quick peck on the mouth. ]
Exactly what I was thinking.
[ He kisses him again, deeper this time. ]
But while I'm here, we can always pretend I'm yours for the night, if you want.
[ The truth was it wasn't either- he was simply stating a fact. Even when he had a submissive, Namir and him were merely people living in the same house and very, very rarely actually did anything together. A contract made purely out of desperation so neither of them ended up in the people zoo.
There's no hesitation when the other gives him that quick peck on the mouth, returning the kiss and allowing his hands to return back to the others hips, giving Reggie a little firmer squeeze. ]
That so?
[ Caliban groans softly into that next kiss, hungry for it as he nips at the others lower lip. When it breaks and he hears those words- he does have a sparkle in his eyes.]
My, that is quite the offer...
[ One hand was just going to reach up to brush along that little submissive mark on Reggie's neck teasingly, keeping his body pressed against the others as he gives a lopsided smirk. ]
Though I do adore it- My beautiful little mortal. My pretty submissive for the night- hm.
I am quite the lucky Dominant.
[ He pointed out as he lowered his head to bump his nose against Reggie's before stealing another kiss.]
[ Reggie tilts his chin up slightly so Caliban has better access to stroke his neck, a strangely affectionate gesture Reggie finds himself enjoying. It's nice to feel wanted like this, desired, coveted, given how disposable people sometimes act like he is or make him feel. He leans into the kiss, curling a hand around Caliban so his fingers can slide up his neck and bury themselves into that thick blonde hair. ]
We can call it a trial run for now. It won't be that long 'til I'm back on the market, you know.
[ And Reggie likes Caliban, he does, he really wouldn't mind contracting with him at some point, even if it was only for one cycle. ]
[ Caliban was just going to take that chance to tease his nail along the others mark again- enjoying that small, intimate moment between them. It was certainly different, if only because he could think of half a dozen submissive who would freak out at such notion of adoring that little mark like this. The demon smiles against the others lips as he enjoys that touch to his hair- and for a moment he almost doesn't want to break it, just sinking into Reggie's touch like he'd ached to do so many times before.]
Oh? A trial run? My, that sounds...intriguing You want me to be your Master? Your lord? Hm?
[ He's a little surprised- even if it was for one contract, there was a little bit of permeance to that. It was different from seeing someone every now and again, after all, it was sharing a life for three months. If done correctly.
There's a little hum at that next question, his free hand smoothing down the others side again before brushing them over the curve of Reggie's ass.]
I suppose I could think of quite a few places to start with you- if you were all mine.
[ Reggie doesn't particularly like his submissive mark, but he doesn't mind it being touched like this either, as long as it's not in a derogatory way. And at least, with Caliban, Reggie also always knows there's appreciation at work there too, beneath all the rough usage and the dirty talk.
No, not even beneath: alongside, more like.
He lets the touch linger a bit longer, oddly intimate for the two of them, but if Caliban doesn't mind then Reggie doesn't see any reason to rush. ]
Why not, right? I'm gonna need to contract with someone. [ Still not for a while, but that isn't the point. ] Tell me.
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[ It's a little awkward to ask, since the other wasn't with Nick anymore nor worked at the Gray Room. But hey- it's not like he had a tracker on Reggie nor was willing to just teleport around the city looking for the other.]
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Meet u @ the gray room?
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[ Which is an easy enough thing for Caliban get too, considering he still works there himself. And frankly it saves any more of those more insensitive questions Caliban could ask from happening. It only takes a few moments before Caliban is simply waving his hand and teleporting to the Gray Room in his usual tornado of fire.
The Demon was simply dressed in a plain black vest over his usual nude chest, a few sliver necklaces resting against his chest and a pair of black tight jeans. He was really selling the rockstar vibe considering he was a former king of Hell. By the time Reggie gets himself together- Caliban was just likely to be found at the bar- leaning against it as he poured himself a drink of one of the top shelf whiskeys- after all Dorian was gone and he doubted Magnus was willing to fire him over such a thing.]
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Hey.
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[ Caliban teased as he turned to face the other- his hand curling around his drink as it raised it to his lips and had a few sips of it, enjoying the slight burn of the drink before finally just downing it all and placing it back on the table.]
Shall we go to mine then? Unless you want to hang around here till the shows start.
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Yeah, let's go. Nothing else here I need to see.
[ And he is actually curious to see what Caliban's place looks like. It's hard for him to even imagine it. ]
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As you wish.
[ His words almost come out like a purr, as his eyes met Reggie's and just like that the tunnel of fire was moving around them both to transport them across down to the Up apartments. A few moments later the fire tornado was lowering and fading away to leave him and Reggie standing in the Demon's apartment.
Caliban had been here long enough to make it his own, and certainly had attempted to make it feel more like his realm and his home-..which meant a lot of dark red walls and black furniture. And several weapons literally the walls, including his rather big sword he'd use to ride into battle with. There was even his crown placed on one of shelves just under that very sword. Caliban doesn't move from his place pressed against Reggie, sucking on the inside of his cheek as he let his thumb slip under Reggie's shirt and trace along his hip teasingly.]
Welcome to my home.
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Even once the fire clears, Reggie holds on for another few moments, then draws back slightly so he can look around the place, blinking with interest. Honestly, he could have probably guessed it would look something like this, but he's glad to see it anyway. ]
Looks cozy.
[ He moves close again, grinning as he feels Caliban's hand wandering. Reggie steps away just teasingly out of reach, toward the shelves, looking at the crown. ]
Do you live here alone?
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It wasn't bad- it wasn't his kingdom or his throne room but...well, it did while he was here.]
I suppose it is.
[ He lets his hand move from the others hip with a little hesitation as the other moved just out of his reach. There's a little hum at that question before he was nodding, his blond hair bouncing with each movement of his head.]
I do- yes. I'm rather...between submissive for the moment.
[ Granted- he had John's offer on the table but the table wasn't quite right for that. The demon just moved his hand to brush though his long hair as he gave a little hum. ]
But it rather is helpful for bringing guests home, I'll admit.
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He walks back over, giving Caliban a quick peck on the mouth. ]
Exactly what I was thinking.
[ He kisses him again, deeper this time. ]
But while I'm here, we can always pretend I'm yours for the night, if you want.
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There's no hesitation when the other gives him that quick peck on the mouth, returning the kiss and allowing his hands to return back to the others hips, giving Reggie a little firmer squeeze. ]
That so?
[ Caliban groans softly into that next kiss, hungry for it as he nips at the others lower lip. When it breaks and he hears those words- he does have a sparkle in his eyes.]
My, that is quite the offer...
[ One hand was just going to reach up to brush along that little submissive mark on Reggie's neck teasingly, keeping his body pressed against the others as he gives a lopsided smirk. ]
Though I do adore it- My beautiful little mortal. My pretty submissive for the night- hm.
I am quite the lucky Dominant.
[ He pointed out as he lowered his head to bump his nose against Reggie's before stealing another kiss.]
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[ Reggie tilts his chin up slightly so Caliban has better access to stroke his neck, a strangely affectionate gesture Reggie finds himself enjoying. It's nice to feel wanted like this, desired, coveted, given how disposable people sometimes act like he is or make him feel. He leans into the kiss, curling a hand around Caliban so his fingers can slide up his neck and bury themselves into that thick blonde hair. ]
We can call it a trial run for now. It won't be that long 'til I'm back on the market, you know.
[ And Reggie likes Caliban, he does, he really wouldn't mind contracting with him at some point, even if it was only for one cycle. ]
So, where d'you wanna start?
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Oh? A trial run? My, that sounds...intriguing You want me to be your Master? Your lord? Hm?
[ He's a little surprised- even if it was for one contract, there was a little bit of permeance to that. It was different from seeing someone every now and again, after all, it was sharing a life for three months. If done correctly.
There's a little hum at that next question, his free hand smoothing down the others side again before brushing them over the curve of Reggie's ass.]
I suppose I could think of quite a few places to start with you- if you were all mine.
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No, not even beneath: alongside, more like.
He lets the touch linger a bit longer, oddly intimate for the two of them, but if Caliban doesn't mind then Reggie doesn't see any reason to rush. ]
Why not, right? I'm gonna need to contract with someone. [ Still not for a while, but that isn't the point. ] Tell me.