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"Nnh!" A little stunned by the reaction of his customer, he pressed into the kiss with a hint of urge before his tongue licked air for a few moments, gazing back at the stoic, facial features of the Gryphon Lord as he trailed his fingers up his finely, toned chest before arching his back. With his slim chest barely grazing the master's toned, muscular abdomen he ran his fingers into the wild, crimson red locks particularly preoccupied with pressing his soft, pink lips back against the now lukewarm lips of Gale's.

(( I really didn't want to do anything that'd make you confused in the situation, so you can start off new. 3nodding ))

A purr rumbled deep within the gryphon masters chest at the return kiss, his lips pressed against the other smaller males more firmly. His hands going round Aware to lift him so that he could more easily take his lips. Then slowly he lowered them both onto the grass, supporting the rent boys back with his large hands until Aware was gently laid on the grass beneath him. His wings, still extended now moved to forum a shield over the pair against the sun but also any wondering eyes.

The maids in fear of being attacked by the Prince, had left him at the bar where he steadily kept on drinking the liquour, his body able to maintain anything because of foremost that he couldn't die, and that was what he and his twin brother, Jaryn would carry throughout their lives. The Prince's hands fumbled deliberately trying to open another glass of Rosé, still holding the other wineglass that dripped of Moscato d'Asti before vomiting up the vulgar taste of alcohol out of his system. "Ee-ck...Sick...," The words also spilled out, just like he had disgraced himself before Caine caught himself from falling with the other barstool that was mere inches from his face as he continued laughing, hysterically from the alcohol's mannikin-like ingredients.

With hands slowly falling down to the Gryphon's hips, Aware's lips hadn't parted just yet waiting for the abrupt, forced urge from the master as he pulled away teasingly, the air between them being gradually taken as breaths of excitement escaped the young, rentboy's lips. A flicker of gold lustered in the mismatched orbs of the dolllike, rentboy his hopes of getting the master to actually start to open up to him was successful, his hands wandering up once more to reside comfortably around his shoulders before shifting his weight up against the Lord's thighs.

"E'nai--Whatchoo doing-hic..here?" The slur of his words was slight, compared to the several bottles of wine on the tacked, wooden flooring as the Prince numbly flung one his arms around the pyro hellion with a short, maniacal chuckle rumbling in his throat. Fortunately for E'nai, the Prince wasn't in the angry moodswing whenever he got drunk from alcohol rarely seeing that it happened all the time as his golden-yellow eyes pondered at the floor with rage. "Baka Kingu.."

Once again, the young, orange-haired rentboy's back arched in flexibility underneath the Gryphon's pleasurably, firm touches enjoying the sensation of his rough, cold hands brushing against the soft, warm skin of his before Aware began nibbling on the demon Lord's collarbone gently, yet with a small bite following through after each, his hands snaking through his crimson locks again as they began crawl down his back towards the hem of his emerald-green shorts.

(( I think it's time to take it to PM's, right? ))

"My lord..." E'nai hesitated, then bent down to scoop the kitsune prince into his arms. "I think you've had enough wine, my lord...I don't want you to get sick." He knew it would take a lot more wine than this to make the prince sick, but he didn't want to see Caine this way. He lifted his prince into his arms and began to walk out of the bar, just leaving the mess behind him.