<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9BmMCGl.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong><em>Albion </em><br/><strong>DAY:</strong>December 25th, 2018 | 8:30PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Toshiro’s place<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Warning</div><div class="spoiler_body">Kissing, groping, drugs</div></div><br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Classy as usual (https://i.imgur.com/sUMHI7S.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Albion wasn’t ready to be second in this their game of passion. The surrounding world didn’t exist to him on their way to Toshiro’s place. He didn’t even notice people giving long, sometimes judging, stares at their direction. His eyes were on Toshiro and only on him. He didn’t say a word, but there was no need for useless words. His hands and body language told everything he needed to know. The way his hot kisses rained down on Toshiro’s neck, how his hands ventured on his body, feeling it up boldly like Toshiro was his already.<br/><br/>When Toshiro turned to open a lock of door into his apartment Albion wrapped his arms around him and pressed his body against the door with his. Toshiro could feel his teeth lightly scratching side of his neck as the man captured him between the door and himself. It was impossible not to notice that something hard was rubbing against his body. When the lock clicked as a sign of opening it was like a signal for Albion to grab his shoulder and turn him around. The way Albion handled Toshiro felt like this wouldn’t be a night of sweet love making but there would be some rough and sweaty things ahead of them. He kissed Toshiro like he was unable to keep himself from touching him. When they lips separated from one of those sinful kisses he was breathing faster.<br/><br/>Albion stopped to take his shoes off and looked at the small apartment then. Did it really matter did he have his shoes on or not in this pigsty? Toshiro’s question about him regretting seemed to be on point, because as soon as they entered into the apartment his companion’s attitude seemed to change. He tried not to make it too apparent how he was looking around. This was such a mess… How could he live like this? There was a brief look of disappointment on his face before he turned his back to Toshiro and ventured further in the apartment, heading into a kitchen. When the researched mentioned Marceline the white haired man had to look for her, but he was looking from too high to spot the cat.<br/><br/>“Put on some music. We don’t want to disturb your neighbors” Albion said almost nonchalantly as he rummaged through cabinets in the kitchen until he found a bottle of whiskey and two clean enough glasses. Yet in his words was a promise of things getting loud soon. He left Toshiro’s question hanging in the air. Albion poured generously in the glasses and surreptitiously took a tiny bottle (https://images.coplusk.net/project_images/133731/image/IMG_3295.jpg) out of his inner pocket. It was filled with a white powder, which Albion poured into one of the glasses and stirred it with his finger until the powder became impossible to see. He slipped the empty bottle back into his pocket and took both drinks before turning back to Toshiro.<br/><br/>“Drink this and I will reward you” He whispered into Toshiro’s ear with a cheeky smile as he placed the drugged drink into his hand and stepped back. Albion took just a small sip from his glass before he set it away. Calmly he pulled her tie off and let it slide down on the floor from his hand before yanking his jacket off and tossing it away. His eyes didn’t wander off from Toshiro when one by one he opened his shirt. Once Toshiro’s glass was empty Albion dropped his shirt down to his arms. “Do you want to talk about decor or…” He dipped his index and middle finger in his glass and drew a long, whiskey dripping line from his down to his bellybutton. “...do you want this?” He asked with that soft, low voice. His audacity was almost shocking. Albion knew damn well what he was doing and he wasn’t shy about it. He presented that well toned, fit body without a trace of shame. The white haired man let his shirt drop on the floor as he approached Toshiro and lowered one knee by his side, leaning near the man.<br/><br/>“Suck them…” He whispered and slipped those two fingers into Toshiro’s mouth. Albion bit his lip when he observed how Toshiro’s lips wrapped around his fingers. His free hand reached down, lower until he could feel up his crotch, arrogantly stroking him through the clothes. “I promise that this will be a night you will never forget” Albion whispered as he pulled his fingers away from his mouth. “Lick it” His voice was demanding, borderline ordering Toshiro into licking the whiskey from his naked chest.<br/><br/>The drug would affect in couple of minutes. There wasn’t much time left before Toshiro would start to feel dizzy and his world would succumb into darkness.<br/>