"We're gonna go chill with Corbin," Obviously. "Some drinks at the Lion? He owes us for the whole streaking thing, remember?"
Just don't mind him being not so subtly impressed with your tie tying skills there, Max.
"He's going to meet us there, so let's get a move on!" Who needs sleep anyways, definitely not this Medium. He's bouncing all the way to the bar, peering through the crowd to see if he can spot their favorite redhead.
"Oh yeah, I've been meaning to collect on that promise. It will be nice to see somewhere that's not the Ruby Slipper for drinks."
All you have to do is ask, Lucas, and Max will be happy to teach you this skill. The knot is done neatly on the first try without Max even slowing down.
By the time they get there, the butler has been infected with Lucas' same bouncing energy. As the taller of the two, he's able to stick his head above the crowd and pick out Corbin first.
"Hey," he calls with a wave, "Corbin, we're here!"
Corbin tugs on some clothes that pass the sniff test, gives his hair a bit of a brush and a braid before he heads out the door to go to the Lion. Since he doesn't have anyone to pick up he gets there first, but he waits to go in, chatting with a fae as he leans against the wall near the entrance.
But Max's voice catches his attention and he looks up, waving with a lazy smile. He turns back to the fae he had been talking to and gives them a goodbye and then turns his attention back to the pair.
"Hey, I see you picked him up." He nods his head towards the door "C'mon. Y'all okay with smokin too, or you wanna stick to booze? I can get us a hookah if you wanna have that." He might get one just for himself, he could use some extra relaxation.
"Sure did," Lucas grins easily as he and Max approach. Corbin looks ready for a fun, relaxing time (but when doesn't he, really?) and Lucas is eager to get this party started!
The question does catch him a little off-guard, but he brushes any awkwardness off with a laugh. "Nawh, man. You can smoke if you want to, I gotta pass."
Because he's not so sure how easy it will be to keep a lid on certain abilities and he'd rather not chance a repeat of last month.
"Oh...uh," Max looks sheepish. "I'm not against it but...I do have a confession. I've never actually smoked before. My Master was always against it." And since Max lives in his Master's home, he's never had a chance to try it elsewhere.
"So, if you don't mind teaching me how?" He looks apologetically at Lucas. He hopes it's okay if he does even if Lucas doesn't want to. "I wouldn't mind trying it."
At Max's confession, Corbin looks like he's about to ask a few more questions, but he also knows that some bosses don't like you getting high and want to drug test folks, which is dumb as shit if you asked him. But they can bitch about Max's terrible boss later. Possibly while high.
He nods, giving it some thought. "Well, you ain't gotta smoke if you don't want to, Lucas. You can just say no to drugs and we'll get you somethin to drink instead." He is not about trying to get people to do things they aren't comfortable with.
"Come on, I owe y'all." He puts his arms around their shoulders and ushers them inside.
The Sleeping Lion wraps around the trunk of a tree and has a bit of a dreamlike quality to it. There are piles of pillows in corners, some of them around hookahs. He goes up to one of the Fae that looks like a host of some sort.
A short conversation later and they're in one of the smaller areas, an intimate pile of couches and pillows with a hookah in the middle, clearly meant for comfort and relaxing. There's a menu with some drinks and a selection of drugs, and even a few snacks. Corbin flops down onto a pile of pillows with a bit of a sigh. "Y'all pick whatever you want, okay?" He's going to mostly stick to Mellowlark, and he's happy to show Max how to smoke the hookah.
Lucas offers them both a shrug and an easy-going smile. Max can probably guess why he's not jumping at the chance to try, after he let things go a little further than he should have at the bonfire. With some abilities fully restored by his Patron now it's not a risk he needs to take.
"I'll definitely take that drink, Corbin, no worries man." A few won't hurt, and he's looking forward to just chilling out with both of them. As they enter Lucas trails behind for a few moments, he's managed to not duck into here just yet and wants to take in the sights before catching back up, plopping himself down into a small nest of pillows to one side of Corbin and placing his order.
"Thanks," he sighs happily, "I guess you come here a lot?"
Max doesn't have to think hard to guess the reason for Lucas' hesitance. If his powers got out of control here, it wouldn't turn out to be a very relaxing time.
"I'll have a whiskey too." Max chimes in. He flops down on the pillows next to Corbin, looking right at home. Then he waves at Lucas to hurry up and join them. Oh Lucas, always so curious about everything. Max loves him for it.
Now that they are all cozy, Max decides to loosen his tie just a touch. "I'll let you handle choosing what to smoke."
There's a lot to look at, Corbin can't blame Lucas for being a bit curious so long as he doesn't get nosy. Or wander off later when Corbin is less able to keep an eye on him. Not that he plans to get fucked up, not with Max being a complete professed newbie.
He nods at Lucas's question. "I been here once or twice. It's comfy, got that nice ambiance." A lot of the time he was just fine smoking in his room. Or the Observatory. Or the roof. Or any number of places. But sometimes he liked coming here instead.
He doesn't get himself any alcohol, he recognizes that he's going to have to at least moderately babysit Max, so he doesn't want to get completely fucked up. This was his idea after all. He just gets mellowlark and tells the fae taking their order that it's all one check.
It doesn't take long before they have their orders, and while Corbin is perfectly capable of it, he's fine with letting someone else fill the pipe. He takes one of the hoses and hands the other one to Max. "You ever smoked anything? Just like tobacco, cigarettes, cigars... a pipe?" Max doesn't look like he'd have smoked a pipe before, if he smoked at all Corbin would have pegged him for a cigarette kind of guy.
No promises on later, Corbin. One of those child leashes might come in handy, though.
"It is comfy," He grins, putting in his order for an ale. A nice and easy start, something to nurse for a little while as he watches the other two do their thing. "Man, I should totally get more pillows for my room, this set up is great."
When everything arrives, Lucas sits up enough to grab his drink, sipping at it and looks to Max. Color him a little curious for the answer.
"It's very comfy," Max agrees, nestling into the pillows again once he has his drink in hand.
At the looks from both of them, he gives a half-hearted shrug. "I tried a cigarette once, but it mostly just stank. And when my dad smelled it on me, he gave me the talking to of my life. My grandma died of lung cancer before I was born. I...didn't know until he told me that day. I guess I took it to heart because I never touched another one ever again after that. And now, where I work, I wouldn't be allowed to anyway." Max looks briefly at Lucas when he says that.
One time Max asked Erik what he thought of smoking and was treated to a nearly two-hour-long tirade about what hell the fifties and sixties had been for vampires all over. The stench of cigarettes permeated everything. A vampire's sensitive nose couldn't escape it. Sometimes, Erik will complain that certain suits he wore from that era still carry the smell like a stain. In short, the vampire can't stand the smell of smoke anywhere near him without getting pissed off.
"Let's just say my employer is, uh, staunchly anti-smoking."
Corbin, still unaware that Max's boss is also an immortal vampire that is his literal master, rolls his eyes at the last bit.
"Well, he ain't here to fire you, so guess his opinion on it don't count for shit." With the bowl filled and the coals placed on top he starts to gently inhale on the pipe, making the coals glow. "Gotta get it started," he explained. "Then when it's goin good you c'n go." He doesn't want Max to think he's leaving him out or something.
It takes a couple of minutes, just long enough for drinks to arrive, and a little plate of some snacks that Corbin had asked for. But then the smoke is flowing, and he hands Max his own hose and gives him a few tips for smoking it. "And make sure you don't get too much, start out small, we got plenty ah time." There is no rush to smoke through the bowl, half the point of smoking a hookah was to sit around and relax with friends.
At Max's looks, Lucas just arches a brow. He can well imagine that Erik wouldn't be happy with the smell. Eshe is exactly the same way, even at her bar, it's no smoking or vaping, because a bar ran by vampires will always know...
That doesn't stop Lucas from laughing at Corbin's comment, just a little bit, before he settles in to watch again. The set up is pretty cool even if he's not partaking.
"Only hot date to get to is right here," Lucas agrees, taking a sip of his ale after it arrives. "It's nice to just chill out like this."
"No," Max says with a surprising amount of sass, not aimed at Corbin but at the memory of said Master. "He's not. Suck it Erik; I can get high if I want to. Cheers!" He lifts his drink (once he gets it) and drinks.
He helps himself to a snack too while watching Corbin gets the pipe going. His excitement is still mixed with trepidation, just because it's new. But there's no hesitation when it's his turn to try. He takes a careful breath in... and inevitably the smoke makes him cough. He tries not to be obvious about it but, okay, his eyes are watering just a bit.
Corbin grins and chuckles, feeling the relaxation start to seep in, he knows that he hasn't had enough for it to actually hit him yet, but his brain knows what's coming.
"Damn right we're the hot date." He gets some of a sweet bite sized pastry as Max inhales... and promptly tries to cough up a lung.
He smiles, handing him a glass of water. "Here, have a drink, it'll settle. You shoulda seen me the first time I hit off a bong, coughed for five fuckin minutes." He had been way too enthusiastic about the whole thing, which was why he'd tried to warn Max. But well, there was no lesson like the one your own bad decision gave you.
He took his own drag from the hookah, and he didn't try anything fancy with it, he wasn't here to try and impress anyone after all. He just blew a cloud of smoke out over their heads, adding to the general haze that was omnipresent in a place like the Lion, sinking back into the pillows with a content sigh. "I'll give em this, I ain't sure where they get their 'lark, but it's always good shit." He suspected they added something to it, but he also didn't much mind.
Tucking his feet up under his knees, Lucas shifts to sit crossed legged and recline back against the cushions. Watching the smoke curl up and vanish into wisps as Corbin and Max get started is nice and relaxing all on its own. A deep, contented sigh further relaxes him, brining in the unfamiliar smells from the smoke.
"Don't suck on it like you're going down on a dick, dude," He teases Max with a snicker. Like he'd do much better giving it a try...
"You would know, wouldn't you Lucas?" Max wheezes.
He takes the water and drinks half in one swallow. It does help, and the coughing finally abates. He fiddles with the pipe between his fingers, contemplating another try. He decides to grab one of those snacks first. While Corbin blows the smoke upward he chews his dessert and watches. It's pretty, the smoke, hanging in the low light.
"Okay, let's see if I can't do a little better this time." With that, he takes the tiniest of hits off the pipe. And, hurray! This time he doesn't choke on it. Progress.
Of course, it was so little he barely had anything to blow back out when he was done.
There is something aesthetically pleasing about the low haze of the smoke among the lamps, there's some kind of quiet music coming from somewhere and it makes it easy to just lean back in the pillows and relax.
Corbin smiles at Max's next attempt and nods. "Now just get somewhere in the middle and you got it." It could take a bit to get used to smoking, and he wasn't going to judge Max for not being able to get it right in the first few minutes.
He takes another slow drag, letting the smoke trickle out of his nostrils a bit before he exhales the rest of his lungful out.
"Y'all nice and recovered from the race?" Since that was the reason they were here.
In response, Lucas pokes his tongue into his cheek, eyebrows a-wagglin' at Max and Corbin. Why yes he does know a thing or two about that, thank you very much.
"Oh, hah..." Lucas goes a little red at Corbin's question. Someone found a new kink that day and his name starts with L. "Yeah, sure was a thing, wasn't it?"
He grins at the chance to needle Max again, "Of course my ass wasn't as red as cookie-butt over here~"
"Heh," Max doesn't blush, but he sure enjoys seeing Lucas do it.
"You're just jealous that my cookie-butt was more popular." Max winks at Corbin.
"I will admit, sitting down was hard for a few days. But, uh, I didn't hate that either." Max already knew he had that kink, but boy he really did have himself a good time. And so did everyone else.
"You turn a pretty tidy profit off your paddle sales, Corbin? I think I saw at least Kesh getting one." He saw it later too.
While he waits for Corbin to answer that, he takes another cautious but slightly larger hit on the pipe. It makes him cough just a little; clearing his throat is enough to stop it this time. Maybe he's finally getting the hang of it.
"Now, now boys. You both got real great asses. And they both look great gettin paddled." Corbin smiles lazily as he says it, taking another drag off the pipe.
He nods "Yeah, Kesh, Rowan, few other folks got one. Really, it was just a lotta fun. Got to hand out a buncha those lil flyers, and Mr. Larkin always likes it when folks know what they're doin." A well-educated dom was a good dom after all.
He smiles when he see Max only coughing a little bit, nodding. See, he was getting the hang of it. "Keep it up and you'll be doing smoke rings and shit in no time."
"Hah," Maybe he was a little jealous, but Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Handsome is a natural magnet for attention! He flicks his gaze between Corbin and Max, rolling his eyes.
"It was a lot of fun, though. Not that I'd go streaking through the castle again anytime soon," He knows better than to make such bets with Max now, but he can't help an impish grin. "But I'm always down for a private showing~"
Lucas takes a long drink from his ale, knocking it down by half, easily. "I guess you have to be good with your mouth to do that kind of stuff, right?"
"Rowan got one..." Hey, why didn't he know that? Sneaky.
"I don't know about smoke rings but..." he takes another drag from the pipe and this time he holds it in a pretty decent amount of time. "I am a fast learner." The words come out in a puff of smoke. No coughing.
"You're a lot of fun," he says to Lucas, the to Corbin, "Both of you. And I bet together even more so..." oops, did he say that out loud? Max is starting to get a taste for threesomes.
Time to take another drink to shut himself up before he says even more suggestive things.
"Mmhm. Surprised she ain't used it on you yet. Must be savin it for somethin special." Sorry if he ruined some surprise you had cooked up, Rowan.
Corbin giggles at the suggestion. "What, y'all just get naked and chase each other round the bedroom seein who can smack th other more?" Because that sounds hilarious. It has not occurred to Corbin that he might be invited to such shenanigans, at least not til Max suggests it. Which just makes him giggle even more.
"I mean, Corbin is a great kisser, so I would totally be down," Lucas glances from Corbin to Max, lips curling up. There's something fun about a threesome that he's really starting to crave more often, too.
Looking back to Corbin Lucas rocks back against his cushions with a laugh, "That, too! Spoiler alert, that'd probably be Max, but if we double teamed him I'd stand a chance~!"
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Just don't mind him being not so subtly impressed with your tie tying skills there, Max.
"He's going to meet us there, so let's get a move on!" Who needs sleep anyways, definitely not this Medium. He's bouncing all the way to the bar, peering through the crowd to see if he can spot their favorite redhead.
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All you have to do is ask, Lucas, and Max will be happy to teach you this skill. The knot is done neatly on the first try without Max even slowing down.
By the time they get there, the butler has been infected with Lucas' same bouncing energy. As the taller of the two, he's able to stick his head above the crowd and pick out Corbin first.
"Hey," he calls with a wave, "Corbin, we're here!"
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But Max's voice catches his attention and he looks up, waving with a lazy smile. He turns back to the fae he had been talking to and gives them a goodbye and then turns his attention back to the pair.
"Hey, I see you picked him up." He nods his head towards the door "C'mon. Y'all okay with smokin too, or you wanna stick to booze? I can get us a hookah if you wanna have that." He might get one just for himself, he could use some extra relaxation.
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The question does catch him a little off-guard, but he brushes any awkwardness off with a laugh. "Nawh, man. You can smoke if you want to, I gotta pass."
Because he's not so sure how easy it will be to keep a lid on certain abilities and he'd rather not chance a repeat of last month.
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"So, if you don't mind teaching me how?" He looks apologetically at Lucas. He hopes it's okay if he does even if Lucas doesn't want to. "I wouldn't mind trying it."
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He nods, giving it some thought. "Well, you ain't gotta smoke if you don't want to, Lucas. You can just say no to drugs and we'll get you somethin to drink instead." He is not about trying to get people to do things they aren't comfortable with.
"Come on, I owe y'all." He puts his arms around their shoulders and ushers them inside.
The Sleeping Lion wraps around the trunk of a tree and has a bit of a dreamlike quality to it. There are piles of pillows in corners, some of them around hookahs. He goes up to one of the Fae that looks like a host of some sort.
A short conversation later and they're in one of the smaller areas, an intimate pile of couches and pillows with a hookah in the middle, clearly meant for comfort and relaxing. There's a menu with some drinks and a selection of drugs, and even a few snacks. Corbin flops down onto a pile of pillows with a bit of a sigh. "Y'all pick whatever you want, okay?" He's going to mostly stick to Mellowlark, and he's happy to show Max how to smoke the hookah.
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"I'll definitely take that drink, Corbin, no worries man." A few won't hurt, and he's looking forward to just chilling out with both of them. As they enter Lucas trails behind for a few moments, he's managed to not duck into here just yet and wants to take in the sights before catching back up, plopping himself down into a small nest of pillows to one side of Corbin and placing his order.
"Thanks," he sighs happily, "I guess you come here a lot?"
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"I'll have a whiskey too." Max chimes in. He flops down on the pillows next to Corbin, looking right at home. Then he waves at Lucas to hurry up and join them. Oh Lucas, always so curious about everything. Max loves him for it.
Now that they are all cozy, Max decides to loosen his tie just a touch. "I'll let you handle choosing what to smoke."
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He nods at Lucas's question. "I been here once or twice. It's comfy, got that nice ambiance." A lot of the time he was just fine smoking in his room. Or the Observatory. Or the roof. Or any number of places. But sometimes he liked coming here instead.
He doesn't get himself any alcohol, he recognizes that he's going to have to at least moderately babysit Max, so he doesn't want to get completely fucked up. This was his idea after all. He just gets mellowlark and tells the fae taking their order that it's all one check.
It doesn't take long before they have their orders, and while Corbin is perfectly capable of it, he's fine with letting someone else fill the pipe. He takes one of the hoses and hands the other one to Max. "You ever smoked anything? Just like tobacco, cigarettes, cigars... a pipe?" Max doesn't look like he'd have smoked a pipe before, if he smoked at all Corbin would have pegged him for a cigarette kind of guy.
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One of those child leashes might come in handy, though."It is comfy," He grins, putting in his order for an ale. A nice and easy start, something to nurse for a little while as he watches the other two do their thing. "Man, I should totally get more pillows for my room, this set up is great."
When everything arrives, Lucas sits up enough to grab his drink, sipping at it and looks to Max. Color him a little curious for the answer.
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At the looks from both of them, he gives a half-hearted shrug. "I tried a cigarette once, but it mostly just stank. And when my dad smelled it on me, he gave me the talking to of my life. My grandma died of lung cancer before I was born. I...didn't know until he told me that day. I guess I took it to heart because I never touched another one ever again after that. And now, where I work, I wouldn't be allowed to anyway." Max looks briefly at Lucas when he says that.
One time Max asked Erik what he thought of smoking and was treated to a nearly two-hour-long tirade about what hell the fifties and sixties had been for vampires all over. The stench of cigarettes permeated everything. A vampire's sensitive nose couldn't escape it. Sometimes, Erik will complain that certain suits he wore from that era still carry the smell like a stain. In short, the vampire can't stand the smell of smoke anywhere near him without getting pissed off.
"Let's just say my employer is, uh, staunchly anti-smoking."
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"Well, he ain't here to fire you, so guess his opinion on it don't count for shit." With the bowl filled and the coals placed on top he starts to gently inhale on the pipe, making the coals glow. "Gotta get it started," he explained. "Then when it's goin good you c'n go." He doesn't want Max to think he's leaving him out or something.
It takes a couple of minutes, just long enough for drinks to arrive, and a little plate of some snacks that Corbin had asked for. But then the smoke is flowing, and he hands Max his own hose and gives him a few tips for smoking it. "And make sure you don't get too much, start out small, we got plenty ah time." There is no rush to smoke through the bowl, half the point of smoking a hookah was to sit around and relax with friends.
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That doesn't stop Lucas from laughing at Corbin's comment, just a little bit, before he settles in to watch again. The set up is pretty cool even if he's not partaking.
"Only hot date to get to is right here," Lucas agrees, taking a sip of his ale after it arrives. "It's nice to just chill out like this."
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He helps himself to a snack too while watching Corbin gets the pipe going. His excitement is still mixed with trepidation, just because it's new. But there's no hesitation when it's his turn to try. He takes a careful breath in... and inevitably the smoke makes him cough. He tries not to be obvious about it but, okay, his eyes are watering just a bit.
"Sorry. Sorry. I'll get used to it."
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"Damn right we're the hot date." He gets some of a sweet bite sized pastry as Max inhales... and promptly tries to cough up a lung.
He smiles, handing him a glass of water. "Here, have a drink, it'll settle. You shoulda seen me the first time I hit off a bong, coughed for five fuckin minutes." He had been way too enthusiastic about the whole thing, which was why he'd tried to warn Max. But well, there was no lesson like the one your own bad decision gave you.
He took his own drag from the hookah, and he didn't try anything fancy with it, he wasn't here to try and impress anyone after all. He just blew a cloud of smoke out over their heads, adding to the general haze that was omnipresent in a place like the Lion, sinking back into the pillows with a content sigh. "I'll give em this, I ain't sure where they get their 'lark, but it's always good shit." He suspected they added something to it, but he also didn't much mind.
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"Don't suck on it like you're going down on a dick, dude," He teases Max with a snicker. Like he'd do much better giving it a try...
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He takes the water and drinks half in one swallow. It does help, and the coughing finally abates. He fiddles with the pipe between his fingers, contemplating another try. He decides to grab one of those snacks first. While Corbin blows the smoke upward he chews his dessert and watches. It's pretty, the smoke, hanging in the low light.
"Okay, let's see if I can't do a little better this time." With that, he takes the tiniest of hits off the pipe. And, hurray! This time he doesn't choke on it. Progress.
Of course, it was so little he barely had anything to blow back out when he was done.
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Corbin smiles at Max's next attempt and nods. "Now just get somewhere in the middle and you got it." It could take a bit to get used to smoking, and he wasn't going to judge Max for not being able to get it right in the first few minutes.
He takes another slow drag, letting the smoke trickle out of his nostrils a bit before he exhales the rest of his lungful out.
"Y'all nice and recovered from the race?" Since that was the reason they were here.
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"Oh, hah..." Lucas goes a little red at Corbin's question. Someone found a new kink that day and his name starts with L. "Yeah, sure was a thing, wasn't it?"
He grins at the chance to needle Max again, "Of course my ass wasn't as red as cookie-butt over here~"
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"You're just jealous that my cookie-butt was more popular." Max winks at Corbin.
"I will admit, sitting down was hard for a few days. But, uh, I didn't hate that either." Max already knew he had that kink, but boy he really did have himself a good time. And so did everyone else.
"You turn a pretty tidy profit off your paddle sales, Corbin? I think I saw at least Kesh getting one." He saw it later too.
While he waits for Corbin to answer that, he takes another cautious but slightly larger hit on the pipe. It makes him cough just a little; clearing his throat is enough to stop it this time. Maybe he's finally getting the hang of it.
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He nods "Yeah, Kesh, Rowan, few other folks got one. Really, it was just a lotta fun. Got to hand out a buncha those lil flyers, and Mr. Larkin always likes it when folks know what they're doin." A well-educated dom was a good dom after all.
He smiles when he see Max only coughing a little bit, nodding. See, he was getting the hang of it. "Keep it up and you'll be doing smoke rings and shit in no time."
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"It was a lot of fun, though. Not that I'd go streaking through the castle again anytime soon," He knows better than to make such bets with Max now, but he can't help an impish grin. "But I'm always down for a private showing~"
Lucas takes a long drink from his ale, knocking it down by half, easily. "I guess you have to be good with your mouth to do that kind of stuff, right?"
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"I don't know about smoke rings but..." he takes another drag from the pipe and this time he holds it in a pretty decent amount of time. "I am a fast learner." The words come out in a puff of smoke. No coughing.
"You're a lot of fun," he says to Lucas, the to Corbin, "Both of you. And I bet together even more so..." oops, did he say that out loud? Max is starting to get a taste for threesomes.
Time to take another drink to shut himself up before he says even more suggestive things.
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Corbin giggles at the suggestion. "What, y'all just get naked and chase each other round the bedroom seein who can smack th other more?" Because that sounds hilarious. It has not occurred to Corbin that he might be invited to such shenanigans, at least not til Max suggests it. Which just makes him giggle even more.
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Looking back to Corbin Lucas rocks back against his cushions with a laugh, "That, too! Spoiler alert, that'd probably be Max, but if we double teamed him I'd stand a chance~!"
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sorry DW ate this one :(
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