Devour The Innocent [Ryven and Hahvoc]
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				Title: <strong>Devour The Innocent [Ryven and Hahvoc]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hahvoc the Hatter</strong> on <strong>13-05-2012, 22:50:43</strong>
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				Just because there weren't opium dens, didn't mean that clubs didn't cater to the more wicked and fatal of vices. The club known as Club Tryck was one of those kinds of places where if you had a need, you could get it fulfilled tenfold. Just depended on who you asked. It wasn't the place for beginners or the innocent, but occasionally they would wander through the doors and be completely devoured and stripped of that wide-eyed wonder. It almost made Xander Fontaine (http://www.homorazzi.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/ryan-bowden.jpg) rethink his place at the club. He worked there as a part-timer, helping to cater to the whims of the needy and depraved. And he was good at his job. In fact, if he didn't love it so much, he might have let his conscience get him to quit. Yet the lure of sex, drugs, and corruption was the strongest aphrodisiac around. Normalcy had nothing on this place. <br><br>Especially when it was the weekend. The sluts, druggies, and fixers all needed that high. The regulars either had had a taste and found themselves wanting, or learned to mellow out their cravings to live another decade or so. Everything came at a price besides the entrance fee. Even Xander had a price. It was just how things went here. Sometimes you could get what you wanted free of charge, but the next time the price was a bit more steep. It depended on who could handle it and who was giving what. The vibe at the club wasn't all about sex, drugs, and money though. It was about control, needing it and giving it, or letting go of it completely. There was dancing of all sorts. Xander and his employers and co-workers knew how to keep the people safe. It wasn't all about indulgence. They made sure that accidents didn't happen or that situations were taken care of. Murders or even accidental deaths weren't allowed at the club. That got you hunted. This included people with a bit too much money to spend. No one kissed your ass because you were a rich bastard. It just made them a little nicer. <br><br>One of those types was relaxing amongst some of the fodder - club sluts, as they were informally called- and giving some of the waitresses the eye. They ignored it, however, and went about their business. Xander was a mix between a bouncer, bartender, and performer here. Occasionally, depending on the night and vibe, he'd take one of the pain sluts and put on a show for the people here. Thankfully, today wasn't one of those nights. He wasn't in the mood to inflict damage on those junkies. He wanted to more or less be left alone and free of brawling. From what he had been told earlier, a friend of his was supposed to be heading to the club with another friend - a newb - who needed to unwind and relax. He found that to be pretty intriguing since this particular friend usually only brought bed mates with him to the club. Perhaps it was another of those. Regardless, it wasn't his business. Yet he couldn't help but wonder who he was bringing this time around. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devour The Innocent [Ryven and Hahvoc]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>17-05-2012, 23:47:32</strong>
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				They'd been there for no more than five minutes and the music was already threatening to give him a headache.&nbsp; Kelly (http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3bpsrTy781qadc2bo1_500.jpg) didn't know why he'd agreed to come out to such a place, but his friend Trevor had insisted.&nbsp; At least he'd had his entry and drinks paid for.&nbsp; He had made that quite clear from the beginning, not that money was ever an issue for him.&nbsp; He was of a more affluent background.&nbsp; His mother had inherited a significant amount of money from her father, Kelly's grandfather, and his own father was the director of an architecture firm in the city.&nbsp; He had aimed at taking his father's place someday or even opening his own firm when he had finished college.&nbsp; It was likely that his father could get him a job, and from there, he would use his own talent and ingenuity to rise through the ranks.<br><br>He never lead a particularly daring life.&nbsp; One would probably not classify a late night club such as Tryck daring, but for him, he might as well have been skydiving.&nbsp; It was the first time he'd ever been out to to a place like that.&nbsp; He never saw the point as he was not a good dancer, and he could listen to music at home, music he actually liked at that.&nbsp; Kelly currently sat at one of the far corners of the club in a seat not all too comfortable.&nbsp; His clothing made him stick out like a sore thumb though no one seemed to really notice as they were all to busy bumping and grinding on the floor or socializing over their overpriced watered down drinks.&nbsp; Others still sat at tables huddled over to either yell to their friends or do god knows what.&nbsp; He had a feeling illegal substances were readily available and probably encouraged.&nbsp; Some of the night goers had disappeared into a passage shrouded by a dark curtain to block whatever festivities were held beyond, and Kelly wasn't sure he really wanted to find out.&nbsp; <br><br>It had been nearly twenty minutes since Trevor had brought him his drink and then vanished into the dark shadows beyond.&nbsp; Trevor seemed like an outgoing guy, so it was no real surprise that he would find the club a welcome environment.&nbsp; Kelly sighed before straightening his white button down shirt.&nbsp; The top two buttons were undone with the hint of a colorless low-cut, sleeveless singlet style shirt underneath.&nbsp; He wore black trousers on his bottom half with a pair of comfortable slip-on leather shoes.&nbsp; His hair was deep brown and slightly wavy which was no longer than a few inches at most.&nbsp; His face held the merest hint of freckles, and his eyes sparkled even in the absence of light with the grey hues.&nbsp; He had no shortage of love interests though he was single.&nbsp; Kelly's romantic experiences could be counted on one hand and all were quite brief.&nbsp; He'd never really settled on his orientation though he had decided that men had tickled his fancy more than the girls he had dated or flirted with.&nbsp; He may have just been going through the motions in an effort to keep up the appearance though he knew deep down that at some point he would just have to give it up.&nbsp; He hadn't decided when though, so for now, he kept up the charade.<br><br>Checking his watch, he took another sip of his rather low quality rum and coke which was nearly empty.&nbsp; His stomach burned with the feel of its alcoholic content.&nbsp; Trevor should have come back by now.&nbsp; There was a friend Trevor had mentioned he wanted to meet and introduce Kelly to.&nbsp; He'd not protested the idea given that he was already at the club, and he really didn't want to be rude.&nbsp; So, he continued to wait, his glass threatening to surrender the remainder of its contents to the man's lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devour The Innocent [Ryven and Hahvoc]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hahvoc the Hatter</strong> on <strong>18-05-2012, 04:29:44</strong>
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				After taking a turn about the club, Xander settled behind the bar and helped to restock it. The club had only been open for the past two hours but the place was packed. It never took long when people wanted to unwind in all manner of speaking. It was going to be a long night far as he was concerned. Taking a sip of water, he glanced about the place and began helping with orders. He'd probably handled about ten of them before his good friend Trevor came over to him with that gleam in his eye saying that he had something that Xander might like. He couldn't help but smirk at him. Trevor was just the type of man that was friends with everyone - especially more than just friends. Leaning close to his bar buddy Brendan, Xander said he was going off to take care of some special friends. The man nodded and smirked before the man went back to bartending while Xander slipped out from behind the bar to shake hands with Trevor and go talk to him more closely. Standing at about six-feet even without his shit-kickers on, Xander now stood a handful of inches taller than the other man and had about thirty pounds on him from all the working out he did to keep in shape and unwind after a long day. Trevor was actually dressed down compared to how the bouncer usually saw him. He was usually in black leather but today he was almost in casual clothes yet enough to blend into the club. Xander, on the other hand, had a black leather harness stretched across his broad hairless chest and back with black and white camo pants. Sometimes he would wear a collar with an O-ring for some of the leashers, but this time he had a pure strap of leather with no embellishments or rings along with the cuffs around his wrists. <br><br>"What's going on, Trevor? You're a little mellow with your attire tonight." Following Trevor wherever he was going, probably to where his guest was, Xander made sure to check on the people that were around them. Despite leaving the bar, he still had a job to do and had to separate a few people who were a little <em>too</em> close for this level of the club. He didn't mind being a buzz-kill when he had to be if it kept the club running smoothly. Trevor grinned at him and spoke, but he could barely hear him so he felt himself get tugged down closer and smirked as he felt lips against his ear. <br><br>"My friend is a little...vanilla if you know what I mean, so I wanted to tone it down for his sake. However, you can't do that so I want him to be shocked." He heard yelled in his ear and the smirk grew ever wider. So Trevor really did have a friend who needed to unwind. He wasn't sure what Trevor exactly had in mind, but Xander was up for whatever it was. Trevor and he had had a few go-arounds before and he was never disappointed with whatever the other man had in mind. This was going to be worth his while. Nodding to a few of the other bouncers, Xander was led to a far corner of the club where the music was quieter to a very innocent looking man. Xander almost wanted to blush at how innocent he looked! And those eyes, even agitated, were like a punch to the gut and groin all in one go. Looking at Trevor who could only grin openly, Xander had to clear his throat and attempt to calm himself down. He'd always had a thing for the innocent-looking ones and damn Trevor for exploiting it now! As the two of them stepped up to the table, he heard Trevor say his name was Kelly. Even that was like a topping on the cake of purity. He had to hold in a groan and somehow, <em>somehow</em> managed to keep a straight face as Trevor introduced him formally to Kelly. <br><br>"Pleasure to meet you, Kelly...I think you'll enjoy yourself here. I'm guessing the ladies haven't been treating you well enough if you have that look on your face. I'm guessing they aren't giving you the kind of drinks that is usually expected of them. Trevor, you should have name-dropped me. You know better," Xander said in a playful but berating tone. No matter what though, he couldn't take his eyes off Kelly. The man drew him like a moth to flame and damn if he didn't want to burn them both down right here. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devour The Innocent [Ryven and Hahvoc]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 21:03:53</strong>
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				If it was a shock that Trevor wanted, he would be utterly disappointed.&nbsp; Given that Kelly had been sitting so long that he had a chance to eye just about everyone inside the dim room, granted the detail was obscured by the minimal lighting, he'd pretty much surmised the clientele.&nbsp; When Xander and his friend approached, he let his eyes roam along the newcomer's body in the cover of darkness, or at least he thought no one saw him.&nbsp; The man was attractive in a rather 'bad boy' sort of way which was completely opposite to the friends he usually hung around not to mention that Kelly was a rather 'good boy' himself.<br><br>When the man uttered his name, it somehow fit the image he gave off.&nbsp; It was a rather exotic name for a man.&nbsp; Most of the guys he knew had some common name like Chris, John, or Daniel.&nbsp; In fact, he thought his own name was probably the least common out of them all, but he never thought it was anything special.&nbsp; He offered his hand to Xander, not allowing the atmosphere diminish his manners in any way.&nbsp; "Pleased to meet you, Xander.&nbsp; I don't think it's the drink that's the problem though," he said with a smirk, draining the remaining contents of the glass which burned slightly less as it washed down his throat.&nbsp; "Perhaps I could get another?"&nbsp; He turned to Trevor with the same smirk.&nbsp; "After all, you promised to pay for my drinks for dragging me out to a place like this," he said.&nbsp; It hadn't occurred to him that Trevor would walk off and leave the rather handsome friend he'd brought over alone with him.&nbsp; It brought a blush to his cheeks which he hoped the darkness obscured.&nbsp; He had no idea what to say now that they were alone.<br><br>"Uhh..." he said before chuckling slightly.&nbsp; The alcohol was luckily getting to him.&nbsp; He always loosened up when he was just slightly under the influence.&nbsp; "I take it you come here a lot?"&nbsp; He said, trying to get conversation started.&nbsp; Kelly was not aware that Xander actually worked there.&nbsp; The fact that he was the bouncer would have surprised him more than his attire.&nbsp; His eyes roamed the broad smooth expanse of Xander's leather bound chest, and the seated man slowly spun the drinking glass in his hand as he bit his lip while watching.&nbsp; There was something about Xander that was drawing his attention.&nbsp; Perhaps it was the danger.&nbsp; It could be too strong a word, but he'd never met such a man before.&nbsp; He seemed to have an air of command about him, something that said 'don't fuck with me.'&nbsp; That only made Kelly want to know more.&nbsp; He actually leaned forward, setting his elbow on the table to prop his head up as he examined the man further while trying to listen to him over the loud beat of the music. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devour The Innocent [Ryven and Hahvoc]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hahvoc the Hatter</strong> on <strong>31-05-2012, 22:52:09</strong>
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				Xander was entranced. It was really the only word he could think of at the time as he stared at Kelly and listened to him talk. The music made it hard to hear him properly, but he was already hanging on every word. And that little smirk made Xander want to pin him down and nip at his lips. As Trevor left, he felt more than saw Trevor wink. So he was leaving them alone which meant that Trevor would not be coming back any time soon. What a wonderful little surprise. It was then that Xander noticed the blush on Kelly's cheeks and found himself even more intrigued. He loved when a man blushed and found himself sitting in a seat next to the other man. When the question was asked, he had to smirk. He wondered what the response would be. <br><br>"I actually work here. I'm a bouncer....and I'm curious as to if you like the view." It was subtle but hopefully not too subtle since he had seen Kelly eying his leather-bound chest. He liked the shy interest and the hesitant movements as if Kelly was unsure of himself and yet was too ensnared to stop himself from giving his interest away. It had Xander snickering just the slightest bit as he leaned in to whisper to Kelly.<br><br>"I take it you've never been here before and tend to stay home. Staying home is nice and all but taking a chance and maybe flirting with danger isn't so bad either." Pulling back with a small grin, Xander leaned back in his chair as one of the waitresses brought over some of the better drinks. Xander was allowed two drinks on the job and that was all since they didn't want him sloshed. He normally didn't drink at all, but they had been good to him and nixed some of the alcohol so it was more like a tasty drink. Taking a sip of his mixed drink, his eyes stared at Kelly over the rim of the glass. <br><br>"Nervous yet?" He couldn't help but ask. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devour The Innocent [Ryven and Hahvoc]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>14-06-2012, 03:40:24</strong>
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				A deeply brown hued eyebrow lifted upon discovering that Xander was, in fact, the bouncer of the club.&nbsp; The attire he wore made him fit into the crowd seamlessly which Kelly had to wonder if that was the effect he was going for.&nbsp; His lips curled again, a nervous smirk creeping onto his face when Xander spoke of enjoying the view.&nbsp; It did not take a Ph.D. to intuit what the man was talking about.&nbsp; His eyes, grey and surprisingly calm, had been taking in the man's exposed flesh.&nbsp; It was no surprise that the bouncer saw this and posed the question to him.<br><br>"Well...I can say that I am intrigued so far," Kelly said in a rather bold move on his part.&nbsp; Luckily, he had a sufficient enough amount of alcohol in him to get him over the hurdle of his usual calculated speech.&nbsp; He was feeling more socially open and less cautious of what he said.&nbsp; His eyes followed Xander as the man leaned in.&nbsp; The smell of the man was almost as intoxicating as the drink he'd imbibed prior.&nbsp; Kelly took in a deep breath and listened, not daring to exhale lest he ruin the moment that they were both in such close proximity.<br><br>The whispered words made his skin tingle and a chill run down his spine, but Xander had pulled away just as fast as he had leaned in to deliver the flirtatious message.&nbsp; A waitress had brought a drink seemingly specifically for the bouncer.&nbsp; He watched as Xander took the drink that had been offered, drinking gingerly from it before those powerful eyes gazed across the glass toward their prey, and Kelly surely felt like some kind of quarry then.<br><br>He chuckled softly at the question.&nbsp; "What ever gave you the impression that I was nervous?"
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				Post by: <strong>Hahvoc the Hatter</strong> on <strong>21-06-2012, 00:42:42</strong>
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				"Well, for one, you keep twitching. It's not something really apparent but more subtle than most would catch. You keep glancing away from my face and even in this dark light you have the faintest blush. It's all...rather attractive and a bit cute really." Xander said with a grin, staring blatantly at Kelly's face. He was such a handsome man and really just delectable with his innocent looks that Xander knew he would be trapped helplessly. He wanted to taste that sweetness on his tongue and capture it for himself. But he was getting a little ahead of himself, he mused. Taking another sip of his alcohol, he then put the glass down and stood up, stretching a hand towards Kelly.<br><br>"Why don't you come with me? I can find us a place more quiet where we can talk and actually hear each other." He waited, arm outstretched, wondering if the other man would at least give him some kind of trust. He could hear the beat of the music pounding in his ears, feel it in his feet even through his boots, but he wanted to know if when he took the other man's hand if he would feel his rushing heartbeat through his fingers. It was something he wanted to feel and know if the man was as interested as Xander was. He couldn't help but grin, eyes focused solely on Kelly. 
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				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>29-06-2012, 21:27:37</strong>
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				The tipsy man couldn't help but blush a deeper shade at the rather astute observation the leather clad man had given.&nbsp; "Is it really that obvious?"&nbsp; He said a bit softer then, curling one corner of his mouth up in an unsure smile.&nbsp; Perhaps the alcohol didn't fortify him as much as he had thought.&nbsp; A shyness overtook him as he fidgeted with his glass again. He said nothing, waiting for Xander to say something first.&nbsp; The man seemed gregarious enough, so it wasn't long before the conversation continued.<br><br>"I would like that," Kelly said softly before climbing to his feet with the help of Xander's strength.&nbsp; The arm outstretched helped him up, but Kelly didn't release the man's hand immediately.&nbsp; It was a reluctant release, and he wondered if the bouncer could feel the nervousness of his heartbeat through his skin.&nbsp; Kelly suddenly regretted letting Xander's hand go.&nbsp; His eyes never left the man, taking in the flesh now that it was so close.&nbsp; He had a want to hold onto him, to feel his strength and the warmth of that leather, no doubt resonating the heat from being in contact with Xander's bare flesh.&nbsp; "Where shall we go?"&nbsp; He asked, quite curious about what place would block the pounding of the music.
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				Post by: <strong>Hahvoc the Hatter</strong> on <strong>09-08-2012, 00:53:08</strong>
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				He almost didn't let Kelly let go of his hand. He had held onto it but had felt Kelly pull away slowly. He couldn't stop the disappointment from moving across his face but he did manage to change his expression quickly enough as he leaned close to Kelly and whispered in his ear that they were going to a private place above the club. As he pulled away, he brushed his lips casually against Kelly's cheek before turning and grabbing his hand once more. This time, he didn't let the other man let go. Navigating the club didn't take much time, but he was always careful to look back to see how the other man was doing. It wouldn't sit well with him if he lost him or allowed him to be distracted by someone else. He could already feel that possessive vibe sliding through him. Kelly was just the kind of poison he needed tonight. <br><br>Once they were at the back of the club, Xander pulled out a small set of keys from a pocket and unlocked a slim door. Glancing back at Kelly, he couldn't help but grin and tug him through the door gently. Upon entry, Xander shut the door behind them. Already, the noise level was lower by a good amount but still loud enough to be distracting. He took a moment to say something to Kelly. The back of the club looked just as inviting as the rest of the club.<br><br>"Sorry for all the quickness, but it's gonna get rougher out there soon enough. We're gonna head up to the glass boxes upstairs. My boss allows me to use them when I need a break. I have a key that lets them know when I'm up there. Pretty convenient if you ask me. Still trust me?" He asked, smiling like a wolf. 
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