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[Ardyn decided that the best place to go would probably be a room where no one was occupying. They could shut the door and hopefully not be disturbed. They had both left the bar and ballroom to enter an empty room, Ardyn looking around to make sure no one else was inside.]

I'm not sure if we should go back to our ships or stay here in this room. What do you think?

Heh, that kind of depends on you. Think you'd want a repeat performance come the morning? In which case, we can just grab a hotel.

_{[ He reached up, pushing his fingers into Ardyn's hair and tangling them up with the red-auburn locks. He pulled ever so slightly, leaning towards him with the promise of a kiss and stopping just before. ]}

I don't have the patience to wait to get back to the ships.

Hm, I'm thinking somewhere more private, let's say...the hotel option seems more appealing to me.

[They could have a comfortable bed for the night and no one would see them together? Ardyn didn't fancy this little affair being broadcast over the fleet network.]

Keen, are you?

[He smirked, as he caressed Kirk's face with his hand.]

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_{[ Chances were it would somehow get out, and Kirk wasn't shy about his trysts, but he didn't go crowing about them either. If Ardyn wanted it kept private, Kirk would abide. But that could be seen to later. Right now, though, he was more focused on the fun part. ]}

Says the man practically ready to jump me. If we take a cab I might get you half out of your clothes by the time we get to the hotel.

_{[ Even inebriated he teased, tugging on the scarf to try and pull it off to make his point. ]}

Jump you? Oh, how crass.

[He smirked and ran his hand through Kirk's short hair.]

Let's take that cab then, hm? You must be aching for me underneath.

[The older man slid his hand from Kirk's hair down his chest.]

_{[ Kirk stepped back, just out of reach, though he kept his fingers on that scarf. He gave a light tug, like on a leash, smirking over his shoulder as he made to guide them through the teaming throngs towards the front of the party where the cabs waited. Sir Deathhorse approved of driving home safe, it seemed. ]}

[Ardyn stepped into the cab with Kirk, still mindful of the man's wandering hands wrapped inside his scarf. What was it with him? They soon arrived to their location; a hotel not far from where the ball was held. It looked pleasing enough.]

Let us find a nice warm bed, hm?

[He shot Kirk a coy glance, before making his way inside.]

_{[ It was a nice piece of cloth, and Kirk was a very tactile sort of person. He could play with the scarf, tease Ardyn with it, and he knew it got the man just a little bit riled up. So all the more reason to twist it around his fingers and brush it across his lips as he watched the older gentleman. ]}

Took the words right out of my mouth.

_{[ He slid out and followed him, and soon enough they had their own hotel suite - though it would take an elevator ride to get to it. Which Kirk planned to maximize. He stepped in close to Ardyn in the metal box, their noses touching, biting his lip coyly. ]}

I don't think I ever did get a proper taste of that last shot...

Did I now?

[Ardyn smirked liked a cat who had got the cream, as he wrapped both arms around Kirk's waist. They were inside the life, which wasn't a problem at all, so they could kill some time somehow. Want some more of that shot, Kirk? Ardyn pressed both lips to the other man and treated him with a passionate kiss.]

_{[ Kirk returned it eagerly, moving his arm up to drape around the
older man's shoulders. He didn't want to fall to deep into him, not yet -
plus he didn't want to be arrested for public indecency. That would not be
the way to cap off the night. But damn if he wasn't going to get a proper
taste of his partner for the evening, enjoy him as a celebratory present
for himself even.}

_{He pulled back when the elevator chimed, licking his lips. Keeping his
fingers still twined in the scarf, Kirk tugged Ardyn along down the hall
towards their room, his body already buzzing and his clothes feeling to
hot. ]}

So what's your record for getting those layers off?

Oh, you'd be surprised if I told you.

[Ardyn wanted to keep Kirk on edge until they were inside their hotel room. He could feel the other man tug on his scarf as they walked. Such arrogance. The older man chuckled softly, as they entered their room and locked the door behind them.]

Stand back and I'll show you.

Maybe if the answer is anything less than five minutes.

_{[ Honestly, Ardyn, it was about time you met someone who could almost match you for that particular trait. Kirk was confident in his charm to say the least, and his skills. Not to mention you hadn't actually stopped him from playing with it. He did so like the feel. Such a nice silk. ]}

Oh, going to give me a show then?

_{[ Kirk grinned and went to the bed, sitting on the edge and crossing his legs, watching with bright, nearly feverish eyes. ]}

Why not?

[Guess what, Kirk? Ardyn's going to give you a show all to yourself. Off come the layers slowly, like an onion being peeled, as the layers are being tossed to the floor in an untimely fashion. Ardyn is almost lazy, as he strips himself, licking his lips flirtatiously.]

Liking what you see? You're such a naughty boy....

[The older man finally pulled down his underwear to free his trapped erection. What an erection it was; stiff, throbbing and aching.]

_{[ Laughter rises up as the other strips for him, honestly curious about what, exactly, was going to be hidden beneath those clothes. They hid the shape of Ardyn's body well, though if his face was anything to judge by, it wasn't a poor one. Perhaps it wasn't the best strip tease he had ever seen in his life, but it was certainly entertaining, more like watching a gift unwrap itself.

His eyes wandered down to the final piece, watching as Adryn freed himself. His own town flicked out, running across his lips and he motioned the other closer so he could reach out and run his fingers over the length of him. ]}

I'm naughty, but I'm getting presents. Not sure that's how that's supposed to work.

You're not getting any presents....yet.

[Ardyn slapped away Kirk's hand near his cock playfully. He had other plans tonight than to just let the other man do what he wanted with him.]

Strip for me. It's only fair, since I did put on a little show.

[Go on, Kirk. Ardyn is asking really nice and guess what? He's now letting his hands wander so that they're both sliding up the inside of your thighs.]

_{[ Kirk mockingly pouted when his hand was smacked away, darting out and brushing his fingers briefly over the length as he stood. His pout turned into a wicked little grin quickly enough, slapping away Ardyn's hands in turn. He spun to push the other down onto the bed and took a step or two back. ]}

No touching ~

_{[ He winked and began to strip as he gyrated his hips, undulating his body to show off the flex of lean muscle as his shirt slid off, following more slowly by his pants and underwear. ]}

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