I'll put a spell on you...And now your mine.

Sean obviously was easily convinced to have a good time with him. And Jarael was always eager to please, or do what he could do to earn a favor. But in this case, maybe all he wanted was some attention. “You really want to talk now?” Jarael had a brow raised while he looked back at the male, just pulling him into another kiss. Their bodies again pressed flush against one another while Jarael hands would quickly go for the males shirt.

The other definitely had a point...Talking could wait until after. For now...Sean just wanted to enjoy the feeling of the other man’s body pressed against his own. Sean let out a groan as he kissed the other man and playfully nipped at his bottom lip before helping him get rid of Sean’s shirt.

Jarael was moving a hand to the back of the males head once their lips met. Witches and demons seemed to have a weird connection. The dark eyes closed and his other hand moved to the small of the males back, pressing him against his own body. His lips moved in a passionate way, hips pushing forward just slightly.

Sean let out a happy groan as he felt their lips connect, and didn’t hesitate to grind their hips together. Sean let out a happy hum of pleasure as their dicks rubbedagainst each other through their clothes as they continued making out, before pulling back to grab some air. “Definitely not a bad way to start.”

“Hm...” Sean grinned with a smirk as the other fell asleep against him. “I told him to fall asleep on me again...” Sean said as his mischievous brain began constructing plans. “Hm...I do know a spell to cause lustful dreams...And I’d be able to see it...” So with that in mind, Sean began chanting...If the other was going to fall asleep on him? Sean was going to make sure it was a long, hard night.

Jarael was smirking, shrugging his shoulders. “Some people told me I am just great at taking good care, but you gotta know for yourself if it should be me.. taking care of you.” He had his head tilted, looking back at the male. “I am here after all, but I could be gone as quickly.” He adjusted his suit some. “I won’t bite..”

Sean hummed as he heard the other man’s words before grinning. “Well then...” Sean grinned as he moved towards the other with a playful glint in the witch’s eyes. “Lets get this show on the road, Doctor TLC,” Sean purred and moving towards te other with a confident step before pressing their lips together. 

Oleksy turned slightly on his heels – still facing the young witch with his direct gaze – and put his hand on the man behind him’s chest and used his demonic strength to push him to the other end of the bar. Everyone inside the place went silent as the man crashed into the back wall. The demon just smiled politely before speaking again. “I guess he’s out of the running,” he remarked, only quietly since he had leaned in to place a soft, warm kiss to the crook of the witch’s neck.

“Hm...It would appear so, no thanks to a certain naughty demon,” Sean’s tone was playful and teasing, but not at all disapproving. In fact, seeing the display of strength definitely had sean a bit more excited to play with the other. “Hm...Perhaps we want to take this to your place?” Sean asked before giving the other a playful grin. “Unless you wanna give these people a show? I don’t care one way or the other.”

“Lavender?” This had him smirk. “I am not one for the light colors, but dark purple, I may try.” He winked at the male for a moment. His brows raised and he smirked. “A vampire and werewolf attack, hot.” He grinned some. “You look great though, this magic is blessed.” He looked the male over. “You do sound like someone that maybe does need to be taken care of tonight.”

Sean chuckled and shook his head. “That’s a shame,” Sean said with a smirk before raising an eyebrow when the other said tat he does look like someone who needs to be taken care of. “And let me guess,” Sean began with a chuckle. “you’re the one to give me the TLC that I need?” Sean asked with a smirk.

Jarael surely wasn’t always welcomed when he just showed up wherever, whenever he wanted. And maybe this time, his company wasn’t excited but he considered himself a convincing person. “A friend recommended burgundy as a great color for myself. I think it suits me greatly.” He looked Sean over some. “You look tired… exhausted. Long day?” He was moving closer, fixing the males clothes some. “Rough clients?” There was a chuckle coming from the demon. “I am known to be a great distraction.” 

Sean hummed as he let his eyes glance up and down the man’s form. “Your friend was right. Although I bet lavender or a dark purple would fit you better.” Sean admitted with a grin before nodding his head. “A long, rough day...Two clients who were in relationships...One with a vampire and one with a wolf.” Sean snorted and shook his head. “If I didn’t have magic, I’m pretty sure I would be dead right now.” And even then he didn’t leave unscathed. He never got why the client’s were never the ones attacked, but him instead.

“You know..” Jarael actually had to laugh softly with the way the other male looked at him. “You could just kiss me or at least smile when seeing me.” Well, he just appeared in the males apartment, so he really wasn’t this surprised that the other guy wasn’t too euphoric. “Invitations are for idiots.” The demon shrugged his shoulders, adjusting the suit he was wearing. “And thank you for noticing my new suit. Was expensive.” His tone was nothing but teasing, sarcastic and probably way too cheery. “C’mon.. aren’t you at least a little happy to see me?”

The witch’s face definitely looked a little less than amused. The Escort had barely made it home before the other had appeared. “It’s kind of hard not to notice a flashy suit.” Sean said with a chuckle and a shake of his head. “I am happy to see you. It’s just been a long day.” Sean admitted with a shrug of his shoulders before smirking as he moved towards te other. “Although I suppose a distraction wouldn’t be the worst thing...”

“Isn’t that the whole point?” Matt raised his eyebrow, although knowing it could be dangerous for one person to get all the money others could get jealous. “It’s very noble of you.”

“Yeah, it makes sense, it’s a nice place the guys are very sexy.” He grinned. “Nope, I just moved here a few weeks back figured I would check out the town.”

“Well you definitely picked a good place to start.” Sean said with a grin as he looked at the other. “Would you like to see one of the back rooms? I can promise that you’ll like what you see back there.” Sean said with a smirk as he looked at the other man.

Matt had been to a few clubs like this before but never alone so he was timid but would never show it on his face. 

“The lighting was tacky, didn’t show enough abs.” He shrugged, noticing his once-vacant lap occupied by the escort. “Maybe you should tell the lighting guys to tighten up.” He let out a small laugh. 

“So you come here a lot?” A smirk formed from his lips

“I’m afraid that’s a no-can-do...” Sean said with a shake of his head. “If they turned the lighting up, I’m afraid a certain escort would gain all of the attention as opposed to the dancers...And that escort doesn’t want to be selfish and take all the money for himself, you know?” 

“Oh, I come here every now and then...Just like to mossy around, you know?” Sean asked with a smirk. “So what about you, cutie? You a regular?”

Matt turned his head at the voice grinning at the compliment. 

“Hey there.” He eyed the guy up and down, being a bartender he was used to seeing hot guys and girls around but this guy fits the type Matt would take home. This was the first night he lived in town he had time to be on the other side of the bar, moving from a small town north of Cyanide.

“It was alright, could have been better.” a smirk formed from his lips.

“Oh?” Sean would be lying through his teeth if he said that he wasn’t grinning out of pure amusement right now.

“Not your cup of tea, huh?” Sean asked the other man curiously as he tilted his head and sat down on his lap. “What about the performance was not up to par for you? Was it the dance...The lighting...Or perhaps the dancers?” The escort asked with a raised eyebrow and a cocky grin from his spot on the other man’s lap.