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...Right.

Is that all it takes?

Yeah, but you’re king of the Creatures. Not king of Steven.

No, you misunderstand. In becoming an official Creature, I have become king.

Jokes on you, I'm not a Creature.

Actually. Sad part yes, strange part. Depends.

If asked what he thought of his servant, Steven; Kevin would comment on how he's a fine worker, if not a little odd。 But honestly, who isn't a little odd these days？ He humours him, at least, and there are days when he actually looks forward to spending time with the quirky little man。

Aleks had been looking for someone to help him out in a term-- he'd been looking for the right kind of person that would scratch his back and he'd scratch theirs. Someone that had am mutual interest in the right ideas and he's pretty sure he's found them. Or so he seems to think, because the second he'd check his private emails he'd found he'd been invited to a meet-up of sorts for exactly that. The grapevine had finally pulled through and he'd finally gotten a decent break and knew exactly what he had in store for him for once.

He didn't prepare for much-- he didn't take much other than his list of terms and agreements, should they need be discussed, and a little bit of extra cash. Dressing nicely had been out of the option, they were just going to meet at the local pizzeria where the waitresses never bothered a soul. It always had been in a bad part of town, so Aleks couldn't blame them. He just wanted to look like a normal customer in booth twenty-two. And after all, normal was his biggest accomplishment when it really came down to everything.

He'd planned to arrive early but instead, due to the great Denver traffic, he'd been twenty-five minutes late and had to hope that the anonymous man would still be there. Through his windshield in the parking lot, he couldn't see his booth nor tell but upon entering the building, he could definitely see the bob of a head in the booth as another were kicked out of it. He sighs in relief and walks over, slowly and cautios, ready to recite the password he'd been given.

"Two five eight seven." Aleks lists off and receives the confirmation to sit down and is almost appalled at who he sees before him.

9: Jawline Kiss

"C'mere, you dope," he mumbles, and gets an arm around his waist to pull him in close. But once Steven is at a desirable distance--also known as a lack of distance--he dips his head to kiss softly along his jawline, from one ear to the other, eyes closed and movement slow. Cautious. Gentle.