<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>The Indigo Lounge<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Play time is over<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">WARNING!</div><div class="spoiler_body">Things getting more intimate between Albion and Toshiro</div></div><br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Classy as usual (https://i.imgur.com/sUMHI7S.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It didn’t pass without noticing that Toshiro was about to drown into his drink. Albion acted like he hadn’t noticed a thing to save his pride. Toshiro was struggling so hard with his vain efforts to look calm and composed. He wasn’t fooling anyone with that act. A faint smile curved on his lips Albion watched how Toshiro leaned closer. He didn’t turn away or lean his body back in a attempt of averting from his touch. The man behaved like he had stopped to listen his, rather poor, explanation about the statues he was so fond of.<br/><br/>He didn’t do a thing to keep him away yet he didn’t say or do something to keep Toshiro near either. When Toshiro began telling about composition of the hanniwa, right after nibbling his ear, Albion turned away. His expression didn’t give away what was going on in his mind. That same smile, barely visible and yet so enchanting at the same time, occupied his lips still when he took his drink and emptied the glass with more grace than Toshiro. He quenched his smoke into the ashtray. There was no hurry in his movement. The way he moved was almost serene.<br/><br/>“Put it in my tap” Albion said with a friendly tone. It was the first time he said a word after Toshiro making his move. The white haired man stood up peacefully. Maybe Toshiro had called his bluff and now that he was cornered he was forced to admit it had been just a bluff. Or then he had crossed the line and Albion was going to walk out of his life without a word. The mysterious look in his eyes was infuriating and his face didn’t give away his thoughts as he gently took glass from Toshiro’s hand, like picking a treat from a child, and placed it on the counter.<br/><br/>He acted so calmly that nothing could have warned Toshiro from what was going to happen in the next moment. Albion moved close, intimately close fast like a striking snake. His body pushed against his, forcing Toshiro’s legs spread at his sides. He leant his hands against the counter behind Toshiro, imprisoning him against the bar and his own body, possibly shaking his balance so he would have to grab him for support.<br/><br/>“No more dancing around. No more pretending.” He said with a low voice as he stared into Toshiro’s eyes with a beastly look. Toshiro had just made himself his prey and he wasn’t going to let him escape. If his previous actions had been careful exploring this was a full blown attack. He wasn’t holding back anymore. If Toshiro was trying to verbally protest or question his behaviour his words were suddenly muffled by a passionate and long kiss. Albion pushed his athletic body aggressively against Toshiro’s as he pressed his lips onto his. His tongue slipped into his mouth, deepening the kiss and bravely owning Toshiro right there on that very spot.<br/><br/>“I don’t want to be alone tonight” Albion whispered when the kiss ended. His eyes had the fuck me now look that no one could interpret wrong.<br/>