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 Working Woes (M), Tag: Riva, Dorien Spade
Lenny Neroni
 Posted: Jan 10 2018, 12:37 PM
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Ooc: Set late autumn 2016

Life had been a bit of a roller coaster journey for Lenny over the past year or so. Running from home, hopping from town to town and then bed to bed, ending up with scarcely any money and no working transport. He'd slept on one friends couch for months, gotten kicked out again, spent more nights than he was happy with living in a tent, and finally settling into an apartment with someone he actually thought of as a friend. He'd revisited the woes of job searching and had been thrown into a world of responsibility, into the reality of having to do his own laundry, cooking, shopping and cleaning. He'd gotten a job. He could hardly believe it.

One of the only things that hadn't changed was his attitude towards having a good time. While perhaps he should have viewed his job as an accomplishment, instead Lenny spent much of his shifts cursing the fact that his job was keeping him from having fun. He didn't want to be working. He didn't want to be shopping for groceries, or cleaning, and he didn't want to have to know what all the strange symbols on the labels of his clothes meant. It really wasn't fun.

Neither was standing outside of a club, checking IDs, when everyone else was inside having the good time Lenny was jealous of. He was smoking a cigarette, something that was probably against the rules of his job as bouncer, but Lenny wasn't aware as he hadn't asked and wasn't about to. His movements as he checked each ID for the appropriate year were almost robotic. He leaned against a wall, relaxing after the queue dwindled to nothing, only to grown as a group of people along the street seemed to be walking his way. He rolled his eyes and pushed off from the wall, waiting to ID the people and check any bags if needed, eager to return to lounging.
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Dorien Spade
 Posted: Jan 12 2018, 10:52 PM
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Dorien felt like it had been weeks since he had last gone out and had a good time. He'd taken a little time off work to spend trying to help out Filly getting settled into his apartment and shit. Mean, the guy couldn't exactly go out and mow the lawn of the house he'd had and shit, plus if anything broke in the apartment someone would come fix it. Plus there was the convenience of people living so close together that if he fucking fell or something in his apartment, not close to his phone, he could possibly be heard or some shit. But you know what? For all the love in the fucking world that Dorien had for his siblings, Filly had been trying his fucking patience for the past few weeks. It was Benny's turn to put up with his sour ass (which Dor guessed he'd be the same way if he'd gone through what Colt had) and that meant Dorien was going to spend his last night before returning to work doing something fun.

Which meant clubbing it up at Odyssey.

And hopefully finding some ass to take home for the night. or, you know, end up in someone else's bed. Whichever.

So when he came walking up the sidewalk with a group of friends, fishing his wallet from his back pocket for what he felt was no damned reason since he certainly thought he looked 'old enough', Dorien was somewhat surprised but inwardly glad to see Lenny. He had already been laughing, yucking it up with the others about something, but when he noticed Lenny at the door his face just lit up with a blossoming smile, "Len!" It'd been fucking forever since he had seen the guy and the memories of his last visit came flooding back. Well fuck.

.... Well he was still going to try and get into his pants.

He let the others go before him so he could linger outside longer than necessary, holding his ID out, "You been bouncing here long?"

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Lenny Neroni
 Posted: Jan 15 2018, 07:44 AM
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Blowing out a stream of smoke, Lenny frowned as he thought he heard someone say his name. The voice sounded familiar but he didn't put any emphasis on it, rolling his eyes and wondering if someone was hoping to get in for free, or if they were underage. Shit if he'd know. As they neared, though,nee recognised Dorien.

He was glad he hadn't been inhaling because he might have choked, instead spluttering a little and giving Dorien a deer in the headlights look before managing to regain some composure. Dorien had been so fun up until Lenny had found out he was a cop. With that knowledge, when Lenny looked at him, it was difficult to think of anything else.

There was a little dread in the pit of his stomach as Dorien hung back, leaving Lenny to let the other guys in first. Lenny tried to avoid eye contact. It wasn't easy when Dorien was the only one left and he was holding out an ID.

"Uh, hey..." Lenny hesitantly looked from the ID to Dorien, balancing his cigarette on his lip to inhale as he met eye contact. He looked away and returned it to his fingers, letting out a long stream of smoke in a sigh. When he looked back to Dorien his eyes were narrowed, jaw set stubbornly. "About a week. Why, you come to check if I'm working here legally or shit?" he asked.
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Dorien Spade
 Posted: Jan 20 2018, 01:15 AM
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His ID was taken and Dorien couldn't help but smirk a little, his eyes following the cherry of the cigarette. A smoke sounded good. Guh, but he had been doing so fucking good not to smoke. He'd spent so much time between the hospital, running Filly places, doing all that shit that he hadn't really had time to smoke. The withdraws had been fairly bad but not the worse he had ever been through. Fuck. He didn't want to think about that right now. He distractedly watched the smoke be exhaled, swirling upwards before being taken by a soft breeze. It was Lenny's voice that brought him back to attention. "About a week. Why, you come to check if I'm working here legally or shit?" His eyes were narrowed, jaw set. Standoffish to say the least. "What?" Dorien smiled but his thick brows pinched together, "Fuck, no. I just was wondering was all." He slipped both hands behind him into his back pockets and stepped slightly to the side.


He was constantly moving, constantly fidgeting when he wasn't putting on some facade of authority while on the job. Sitting still wasn't his thing. Not being distracted wasn't his thing. And even as he held a conversation with Lenny, his mind wandered, eyes tracing the curve of Lenny's poutty lips even as they were pulled a bit tight from his jaw being set. Just watching Lenny's lips made him wet his own before he drew in a breath and looked the man in the eyes again, his smile turning into a grin, "Didn't expect to see you was all. Figured you'd bounced after you left." He didn't hold his hand out for his ID, instead kept both hands in his pockets and moved slightly to the side again.

In hindsight hanging around outside with the edge of a X high starting was not the best idea. He needed movement. No, maybe he needed a cigarette. Scratch that, he wanted both. Nope, mind changed, know what he wanted? Lenny. Because Lenny was a good fucking lay. And that was not the X talking. He finally pulled his right hand from his pocket and rubbed his thumb over his lower lip, feeling the familiar heightened sensation of the X doing it's thing. He couldn't resist chewing his lip softly afterwards, "I, uh... You working late?" He motioned to the side, "Maybe we could hang out?" Because it wasn't like Lenny had stormed out of his apartment after he found out he was a cop or anything, right? Oh wait, he had. Well fuck that. "Won't lie, kind of hoping it might have a happy ending." A sexual one at least.

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Lenny Neroni
 Posted: Jan 23 2018, 03:38 PM
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Lenny's distrust and bordering on hatred wasn't personal to Dorien, it was simply down to him being a cop. The only problem with the reasoning for Lenny was that Dorien didn't fit the stereotypical image Lenny had of a cop in his head. For a start, he hadn't arrested Lenny, hadn't snooped into his personal life, hadn't treated him with contempt. Since he'd found out, the contempt had been from Lenny only.

He smoked, watching Dorien, waging a mental battle as to whether to give the guy the time of day or not. Dorien didn't seem like a threat. That was the problem Lenny had with cops, though, he thought they could turn so quickly. He glanced to the side, gaze drifting down, disappointed and distracted at something Dorien said.

Lenny had expected to bounce and leave Lochland in the dust after he left Dorien's as well, but it hadn't worked out like that.

It was difficult to make a decision with Dorien staring, checking him out, the prickle of arousal under Lenny's skin because he couldn't deny he found the other attractive. Lenny glanced up at him. His gaze was drawn to Dorien's lips.

He smirked at the mention of hanging out.

"I'm not working until close." he said, the smirk still present. He bit on his lower lip, thinking, his expression revealing what the thinking was centered on - fucking. Fucking with Dorien, to be exact. He pursed his lips, nostrils flaring slightly as he let himself imagine the possibilities. "I got a few hours of my shift but..... I'm on break in ten." he said, tone laced with suggestion, eyebrows rising as he bit at his lip again. He stepped a little closer to Dorien. "Maybe we could-" he paused when he made eye contact, close enough to notice something. Lenny's eyes narrowed, cogs turning in his head as he thought to Dorien's strange fidgetiness.

His smirk dropped, suspicion returning as he glared at Dorien.

"Are you fucking high?" he blurted out, leaning in closer to try and get a better look at Dorien's pupils.
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Dorien Spade
 Posted: Jan 25 2018, 03:04 PM
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Aw yeah. Lenny had only a few hours to go and a break in ten minutes. Ten minutes was agonizing, but a few hours was worse. But they were both better than having an entire shift ahead of him that Dorien would have to wait for to be over, right? And that look! Fuck. Lenny was thinking the same thing he was, and that made Dorien grin pretty shamelessly. "Maybe we could-" Slip off for some fun? Find a dark corner? Ditch the rest of the work day? All of these sounded like a great idea as Lenny stepped up and leaned in a bit closer--- until--- "Are you fucking high?" Dorien's head swayed back as Lenny tried to lean in for a closer look.

Yeah. He was high. He was going to be very high.


A chuckle pressed passed his lips and Dorien reached out, hooking his fingers through Lenny's belt loops and pulling him closer until they were chest to chest-- at least he attempted to do so, at least. And if he were successful he'd wrap one arm around Lenny and make a playful grind against him, "Maybe," He grinned, grinding continuing, "Does it matter?" With a little shimmy against Lenny he'd try to wrap the bouncer in both arms then, leaning in to teasingly kiss and nibble at his neck, groping his ass for good measure. Alright, so may he was being a bit more handsy before he'd made sure Lenny was in the mood for that, but whatever. "Mmmnnnn, come on Lennnnn."


At this point they were alone out front of the club- his friends had gone on ahead without so much as looking over their shoulder to see if Dorien had followed. Then again they were pretty used to Dor just vanishing last second, either due to work or, well, chasing some tail. Usually him chasing tail.

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Lenny Neroni
 Posted: Jan 28 2018, 04:55 AM
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A chuckle was not the answer Lenny wanted for his questioning, his pout coming in full force, only to be wiped out by a splutter as he was suddenly pulled against Dorien. Before he had time to process what was going on, Dorien was grinding against him and doing other things that did nothing to help Lenny's brain get on track. He grunted, wriggled a little, but found himself grinding back, torn between what he wanted and his responsibilities. He'd completely forgotten the cigarette that had dropped to the floor.

"Dor..." he glared at the guy, lust darkening his eyes, despite he circumstances being less than perfect. Drugs were something Lenny felt strongly about. The problem was that Dorien was apparently something Lenny's dick felt very strongly about too. Lenny pushed at his chest, though, trying to give himself some space so he could think. It did matter to Lenny that Dorien was high as a kite. "Yeah, I'm not into that. Not anymore." Lenny frowned. Times when he might have snorted lines off someone's abs were long gone. Even back in the day, Lenny had barely dabbled in drugs. Now, he was staunchly against them. They bought back bad memories and feelings.

They were fighting against the list rising in Lenny as Dorien pawed at him, Lenny giving in and letting out a groan when Dorien started paying attention to his neck. Canning his shift and heading off somewhere to continue what Dorien was trying to start was tempting, so tempting...

But...

Lenny pushed at Dorien, feeling flushed and out of breath as he struggled to put some distance between them rather than just give in to Dorien's touches.

"You know how long it took me to get this fucking job?" Lenny ranted, unsure if he was angry at the job, himself, or Dorien for the temptation and apparent cockblock. "Tony'll fucking kill me if I fuck this up." Lenny sighed then shifted his gaze to Dorien. "My roommate." he explained, "He helped me get this." Lenny sighed, again, dramatically. This is exactly why he'd always hated working, because at some point you had to choose between work and fun, and to Lenny, that was just unfair.

He had a decision to make, one Lenny didn't want to make at all. He fixed his gaze on Dorien, biting at his lip. He probably shouldn't even let the guy in if he was on something, but...

Lenny gestured for Dorien to go in. "Come find me later, when you're not outta your fucking head." he said, still biting at his lip, doubting his decision as he was making it. There was a reason he was so against drugs, though, and the anger he felt was strong... Besides, it didn't mean he sex was completely out of the equation. It'd just be... Delayed. Lenny snorted, smirked. He fixed a challenging, teasing gaze on Dorien. "N'think...If you weren't high... I'd have totally blown you on my break." he snorted.
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Dorien Spade
 Posted: Feb 8 2018, 01:36 AM
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"Dor..." "Come on," He murmured lightly, trying to pull Lenny into the sway of his hips. Lenny pushed at him but it was so lackluster that he dismissed it. "Yeah, I'm not into that. Not anymore." All this worked from Dorien was a soft hum as he tried to get Lenny frisked up for a good time.

But alas, it wasn't to be. Lenny huffed and pushed him away, causing Dorien to pull a pout as his hands came off the other. Fingers balled into fists that gripped at the air as he uncurled and flexed them a few times before they found the hem of his jacket and held tight. Lenny was going on about how long it had taken him to get this job, and something about a Toby. Or was it Tony? Whatever. Mean it was important, and he had mind about him enough to know that, but still disappointing. The possible anger Lenny was showing hadn't even registered with him. His head tilted back as he watched Lenny eye him, a smirk tugging at his lips seconds before he was flagged into the club.

"Come find me later, when you're not outta your fucking head." Dor moved a little closer again, grinning as he leaned in and stroked his hand down Lenny's chest even as the bouncer told him what he could have had if he hadn't been high. His head cocked to the side and Dor let his gaze drift downward slowly, "I'll be high on anticipation waiting." Which was somewhat true. He had no doubt he would enter the club and start bouncing all over the place when the music hit him- no doubt that he'd probably find his mouth on someone else's before it was all over, or maybe even more. But the prospect of seeing Lenny again was a good enough way to come off a high.

Thankfully the high he was on only lasted about three to four hours at best and with the amount of dancing and drinking Dorien was about to do, he'd likely sweat it out even faster then that.

If Lenny didn't push him off before, his hand traveled south for a firm grope of Lenny's crotch before he leaned in and pecked the other's neck with a very soft nip before he started for the club's door.

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Lenny Neroni
 Posted: Feb 10 2018, 12:43 PM
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Lenny for Dorien

Lenny didn't often like seeing the same person twice when it came to hookups. It caused complications, possibility for attachment. The problem was that Lochland grove was nowhere near as expansive as New York. In his previous city there were endless new people on apps and at bars, and a number of bars or clubs to choose from, especially when he was seeking out men. Lochland wasn't like. He'd sunk into patterns of seeing some people more often. He tried to be selective, only going back to people who seemed like minded, not looking for anything serious. Dorien was one of those people. Not to mention, Lenny knew he was a good time.

It made the man's proposition difficult to turn down. The problem was that Lenny had two reasons to say no. One, that he was working now and he had to be responsible because he had rent to pay and other horrible things like that (simply thinking about it brought a scowl to his face) and secondly, he really, really didn't like drugs. Once upon a time he had dabbled, snorted things off of stranger's bodies in a list fuelled frenzy, but those days were over. Now, they just brought back bad memories of a loss he still hadn't quite gotten over.

He glared at Dorien, out of the corner of his eyes, determined not to give in to his touch. Ignoring the pointed gaze that drifted downwards wasn't easy. Neither was the hand on his chest that soon brushed downwards. Lenny let out a sound of surprise, eyes widening before narrowing again as Dorien walked away.

"Ass." he said, but he was smirking.

And then he was glaring, feeling strangely cockblocked and frustrated, cursing his newfound situation. Work was the worst. He felt like he'd just been cockblocked by work. He groaned, folding his arms as he spotted more people arriving.

It was going to be a very frustrating rest of the evening.

Later, when his shift was finally over, Lenny made his way into the club. He'd mostly forgotten about Dorien, doubting the guy would wait for him. His mind was just on getting to the bar and getting some alcohol in him - so that was exactly what he did. He ordered a beer, taking a grateful sip, eyes closing, before turning around to scan the club. It was a busy night, the dance floor full. If Dorien was still around and hadn't exited without Lenny noticing, he couldn't see him.
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Dorien Spade
 Posted: Feb 19 2018, 01:58 AM
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The time flew by- and not just because Dorien was high. He'd lost track of time while dancing and drinking and even when the strange perception he had of time thanks to the X, it just seemed to fly by. Before he knew it his high had been waning and like anyone else, Dorien was feeling it. He had effectively devolved from being hyper and buzzing around the dance floor to finding a strange calm brought on by a pounding headache.

Said headache was reminded with- you guessed it- Alcohol. By the time he'd stumbled up to the bar he was well past buzzed and his headache had lessened to a dull roar. He was starving. At least that was the most notable thing. Breaking a sweat on the dance floor like he'd done had not only helped him blow through his high, but had worked up quite the appetite. Unfortunately for his stomach food was not the first thing he had seen and suddenly his appetites had shifted.

He shamelessly slid up to Lenny and immediately had his hands on his waist, pulling softly at his belt loops, "Lleeeennnn," He was both drunkenly loud and swaying slightly on his feet. Dorien was close to smashed. "God your shift took forever," He tugged on the other softly, playfully swaying his hips side to side as his fingers slid up to Lenny's shirt and scrunched the fabric. Another playful wiggle, "Take me home tonight," yes, he was singing playfully, "I don't want ta let you go till you see the light" At least he had lowered his voice so Lenny shouldn't be too embarrassed by it. Eddie Money might have even said it wasn't half bad. For a drunk. Sober Dorien could kill at some karaoke.

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Lenny Neroni
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It turned out Lenny didn't need to remember to find Dorien because before he'd even finished his first drink, the other man had found him. Just the sight of him brought a smile to Lenny's lips. He grinned, then laughed, letting Dorien pull him about while fighting to drink his beer without spilling it or spraying it out his nose.

"What the fuck?" he asked at Dorien's attempt at a song, laughing merrily at how drunk his friend was. He pushed his bottle against Dorien's chest, cheeks bunching up as he grinned. "What the fuck are you saying?" he laughed again. Gone was the stress from work, the switch in purpose rapidly changing his attitude and his gears towards fun.

He laughed to himself, poking at Dorien's chest and leaning towards him.

"You're drunk and I'm not... Totally not fucking fair." his grin broke to make room for a small pout and another pull on his beer, before he was swaying along with Dorien. He let Dorien's manhandling pull him forward and leaned to kiss him, open mouthed, tasting the alcohol on the other's tongue. Lenny let out a frustrated groan and leaned further against Dorien. "Buy me shots." he said, whining slightly. How was it that he seemed to work so much but never have any money? Or time to do things he enjoyed - like take people home. He smirked when he finally thought about what Dorien had actually said and meant in his strange form of serenade. "N' then we can go to your place..." His smile broadened as he made eye contact, lips slightly pursed, eyes slightly narrowed.
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Dorien was only so much aware of his surroundings, like any good drunk, or maybe it was he didn't particularly care. The Ex-porn star had his hands on a good looking friend and wasn't hesitating to lean in after being told to buy shots and put himself chest to chest with Lenny while speaking over his shoulder to the bar keep- "Hey! Some shots. Fer my friend and me." Dor smirked over Lenny's shoulder and was just about to bite Lenny square on the neck until he'd spoken again. He had leaned back just enough to make eye contact and slipped his hands down from Lenny's shirt to the hem of his pants, "W'll gotta walk." His head tipped back slightly but he wasn't doing too shabby at mostly standing on his own, biting his lip as he edged his fingertips into the bouncer's pants and gave a soft tugg to the fabric.

"I, I didn't drive." A sudden serious expression crossed his face, but not too serious. In fact Dorien probably couldn't have looked so serious for long, and the expression softened slightly as he moved on from whatever thought had occupied his mind. No. Driving while drinking was bad. A lesson he should have already known but one he hadn't let sink in until his brother had nearly paid the ultimate price for someone else's drinking and driving. But, he didn't want to think about that right now. Tonight he was letting loose, enjoying himself, relaxing, letting the stress of family and everything that came with it just roll off him.

What he did want to think about was Lenny, and pulling the younger man beneath him before getting tangled up in his bedsheets. As two shots were clinked onto the bar behind Lenny, Dorien leaned against him again and this time nibbled at his neck as he reached for one of the shots--- then he bit Lenny, playfully, but just hard enough it might have been a shock.

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"Walk?" Lenny's frown was back in full force, complete with narrowed eyes and his pout that could be described as his signature, considering how often he wore it. He didn't excel at multi-tasking at the best of times and while some people might argue that thinking wasn't necessarily as task, he was still struggling to muster the brainpower to put together Dorien's slurred words while his friend was working his fingers inside his pants. It was incredibly distracting. In a good way, yes, definitely, but it would have been better if Dorien wasn't talking so Lenny didn't try to have to comprehend what he was saying. It would also be better when he was drunk or at least had a few drinks in him, but then so were most situations in Lenny's opinions. If only he could drink while he was working, it might not seem such a chore...

He managed to vaguely get the gist of what Dorien was trying to say, though Dorien's sudden serious expression was beyond him. Lenny frowned harder, wondering how drunk his friend was, before snorting. "Uh..." He squinted, second guessing himself because he was rarely the one pointing out the obvious, "...a cab? We can just get a cab, right? I'm not fucking walking." The sentiment was punctuated with a snort and an eye-roll for good measure.

He sighed, then shrugged, perking up again almost comically at the appearance of two shots. Time to have fun! He was reaching for them - both of them, having meant Dorien buying shots for him rather literally - when the pleasant nibbling at his neck turned into a bite.

"Fuck!" Lenny pushed at Dorien out of shock more than anything else, his body jolting in surprise. He slapped a hand over his neck and sent Dorien a glare. "Hey! What the fuck? No weird stuff!" Lenny's opinion of 'weird' deviated dramatically depending on his mood, especially how intoxicated he was. A few drinks down the line and he might have barely protested, a few more and he'd be too busy enjoying the attention to bother complaining at all. As it was, he was disappointingly sober and tightly wound after working a shift. "What the fuck are you, some vampire or shit?" He pouted, annoyed in general but not particularly at Dorien, his close proximity to the man evidence that the complaint wasn't a complete rebuttal. He sighed, swaying slightly towards the other man, their bodies still in contact.

He was about to launch into a rant but fortunately Dorien's ears were saved from Lenny's whining by Lenny noticing him reaching for the shot.

"Hey!" Lenny protested again, but there was energy and determination behind his words this time. He snatched the shot out of Dorien's hand and downed it, barely wincing at the strength of the neat alcohol. "These're mine! M'tryna catch up!" He grabbed the next shot and swiftly emptied it down his throat, coughing a little as he set the glass down on the bar. He pouted, still a little miserable, but his gaze found Dorien and his preoccupation with feeling sorry for himself slowly began switching to the potential for fun. A smile eased its way onto his lips.

"Work sucks... means I can't have as much fun." He said, but he was smiling, already fixated on the fun he could have. He hooked his fingers through Dorien's belt loops and pulled their hips flush, leaning forward to kiss at Dorien's neck. "'Sucks... 'was working n' I could've been sucking you." He mumbled between kisses. He wasn't quite drunk but tipsy, tired, and frustratedly determined to have fun. Dorien's state from earlier was forgotten. Lenny pulled back to be able to make eye contact, smirking widely. "'Wanna suck your dick." He said, biting his lower lip. It might have been taken as teasing from someone else but Lenny fully intended to follow up on the desire. He reluctantly let go of Dorien's jeans to get out his phone. "Get me more shots.. m'call a cab." He smirked, easily finding the number of the service he'd used multiple times and raising it to his ear.
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Even when sober Dorien had attention deficit issues. You know, A.D.D. But when drunk? It was like flipping through the channels of a TV sometimes. He had only partially caught what Lenny had said about the cab because his attention had drifted to watching the bartender, who was currently doing some flair by tossing bottles around. Dorien's head wobbled slightly as he followed one of the bottles. But a cab ! Yeah! A cab would totally work. Clearly Dorien's mind was scattered. Mean, he had walked here. Clearly he would be walking home? Thankfully Lenny was sober enough to point out that a cab was the easiest way home, saying he wasn't fucking walking there. And that was fine, because with the amount of touching going on Dorien didn't think he could have kept his hands to himself while walking, which would have been problematic. Psh. Now they would just have a pissy cab driver who was probably a local, because the odds of Dorien keeping his hands to himself during the ride was absolute zero.

But then he'd gotten back into the nibbling of Lenny's neck while leaning in, bit him, and was met with a shove and a 'wtf' moment. He didn't take it personally, instead when he was shoved back there was something of a deviously broad smile on his face, showing off his perfect teeth-- which included canines which did appear sharp enough to draw blood if he had wanted. And they could. But he hadn't been out to do that on Lenny. Er...maybe not yet. Regardless before he could get the shot to his mouth it was snatched out of his hands, "Hey!" He was still smiling, leaning against Lenny as the other took his shots. Then came the mention of work sucking. Still with that smile that he couldn't shake, Dorien had already put his hands back on Lenny's sides and was trying to pull him close, where he was met shortly after by being pulled flush against the other. "I got sum'dn you can suck." The fact that Lenny could have already done that on, like, fucking break, was entirely forgotten. Dorien had already moved past his high and was pleasantly distracted by Lenny nibbling on his neck as he grinned, biting his own lip softly. Another round of shots were ordered while Lenny placed the call for the cab, during which Dorien made himself an absolute nuisance by kissing along the other's neck, trying to work Lenny's fly open, and even getting between Lenny and the phone call to steal a kiss twice. Clearly he would have no problem going at it right on the club floor.

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There was just something about Dorien that made him incredibly attractive to Lenny. Incredibly attractive in a, I want to rip your pants off and jump you, kind of way. It had been there when they'd first met and age definitely hadn't dulled the feeling. While Lenny usually shied away from any sort of familiarity, Dorien was Dorien, perhaps the least likely person in the world to start mooning about commitment or love or attachments from Lenny's view, so instead it was a nice familiarity, a common bond of both staying free to drink and fuck and spend their lives chasing after as much fun as they could, whether as individuals or when they were together.

The phone call to the cab was interesting, Lenny chuckling and giggling and partway making out with Dorien or being distracted by his ministrations just as much as actually telling the service what he wanted and where to get them. If he hadn't been well on his way to happy drunkenness he might have been surprised they hadn't hung up or refused. Instead he was happy when it was over, pocketing his phone with the aim of using his hands elsewhere.

"Fuck," he half gasped, half laughed at Dorien trying to open the fly of his jeans, "Fuck Dor, I fucking work here!" He laughed again, pushing at Dorien, but the next second he was using the same hand to pull Dorien into a kiss by the material of his shirt.

By some miracle they made it outside still fully clothed - and into the cab. Next became a drunken sort of game, to not actually actively have sex so they didn't get kicked out onto the sidewalk, but Lenny trying to sneakily and teasingly grope at Dor to earn a reaction from him and likely vice versa.

They made it to the apartment, barely. Even as soon as they were out of the cab, Lenny's mouth was on Dorien's, fumbling to push him towards the apartment building and gain access. He was already working Dorien's shirt off with one hand as they traversed the stairs, making out and stumbling up the stairs with one of them pushed against the wall, his other hand inside Dorien's jeans and stroking him, so caught up with want that the fact they were still in a public didn't register on Lenny's mind. He'd even forgotten the fact that Dorien had a dog he'd previously made issue with, his mind so focused on sex and getting them both out of their clothes.

"Oh, fuck..." Lenny moaned when Dorien's door was finally open and they could go in, "Mmm... want you..." He murmured through a smile, fixing his mouth to Dorien's. "Want your dick." He managed to get out around tasting Dorien's mouth with his tongue, punctuating the sentiment by gripping the appendage with his hand and squeezing lightly.
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