#modernizedfireking

[sinbad-no-ousama]

“I’m sorry, I’ll never do it again, just please don’t leave me.” He knew his drinking had been getting out of hand with the stress but.. to actually raise a hand to Sinbad.. he.. he never meant for it to go that far.

@modernizedfireking

The man frowned deeply as he gazed at the solemn man. His own hand went to his shoulder–the one that had just slammed into the wall as he rubbed it idly. “It’s okay.. I forgive you.” It had been a silly argument–over his recent disappearance. Honestly, he didn’t feel like he deserved Kouen’s affection. The red-head disagreed.

“But, maybe I should leave… I’ve done nothing but cause you trouble, Kouen.”

[ursaemajoriis]

With the Empire suddenly bustling with new people, Koumei had been swamped with so much paperwork that by the time he was finished, he had ended up asleep at his own desk, sleeping on his arms like it was the comfiest thing he had slept on in a while--which it was, considering he hadn't been sleeping. Though, there was a meeting in an hour, and he really should have been up by now, whoever in the world would wake him?

[all-according-to-unmei]

fxnalis

modernizedfireking

empressofkou

sinofsindria

grumpy-gladiator

sinbad-no-ousama

"So many people have come to the Orthodox Church. Welcome. May Almighty Illah bless you with it's knowledge."

[holdingbackforsnow]

"Suck my dick!" --clearly drunk--

❄ modernizedfireking ❄

❄”If I did that every time you told me to do it. I’d have to charge you by now...” the blonde rolled her eyes. Brushing the red hair out of his face, it was unbelievable how much that man could drink. “Now come on, let’s get you home...”❄

[wind-of-flirt]

Writes 'mine' on his chest

Grab a marker and write something on my muse! ( Anywhere over my muse’s body.)

Looks down to read the word then returns a mischievous gaze to the other. “Is someone feeling possessive suddenly~?”

[sinbad-no-ousama]

Coffee "Date" [Closed]

It was a few days after that unexpected meeting with the director of Hakkou Medical that the English teacher found himself pacing around his small apartment. He was staring at the card he had been given intently. Should he call? Should he forget the entire thing even happened and move on with his life? I mean, it wasn't too late to just go back and- ah hell, what was he getting so nervous about? It was just coffee. It wasn't like they were going on a date or anything, right?

He reached into his pocket and pulled out his simple flip phone and dialed the number on the card. Well, here goes. It run for a few moments, before someone finally answered. "Ah.. is this Mister Kouen Ren?"

[fulmenanguisgelumleo]

O///O

“Oooh? Master wants to play tonight doesn’t he?”

[maelsxtrom]

Highball

@modernizedfireking

“Classy place you’ve got here~”

Sinbad strolls into the conference room, his luxuriant coat swishing behind him. He walks past the other seated attendants, giving a sly wink at a particularly attractive board member before finally settling on a chair.

“Sorry I’m late by the way. Your invitation got lost somewhere in my spam folder. Have you ever thought of using a less... suspicious-sounding e-mail address? Or maybe a more fun one? You should change it, either way.”

One long leg crosses over the other as Sinbad gives the redhead at the head of the table a teasing smirk, his golden eyes glinting mischievously.

“Long time no see, Kouen~”

[fulmenanguisgelumleo]

"I’m going to bang you against every piece of furniture in my house.”

“That better be a god damn promise, Kouen.”

[fallen-into-depravity-blog]

               Bets are on.                                          Who is going to the hospital in the worst condition?                   Sinbad?                                                         Or Kouen?

[chained-by-black-rukh]

modernizedfireking: He had the magi right where he wanted him. Right where he needed to be. Full of desire and lust and without a single thought of reality. He was not the witch’s pet in Kouen’s arms. He was a wanton young man with a penchant for booze and reckless behavior. He was Judar, whoever it was that Judar was when Gyokuen’s eyes were turned. A lustful laugh left the redhead, letting Judar rut himself up against his leg. “How shameless.” he seized the magi’s hair by the braid, whispering into his ear. “You’d let me pin you to the bar and fuck you right now, wouldn’t you..? Of course you would. You know what you want and you go for it.” Suddenly, he pulled away. Smirking. “If you want it,” he paused to pull out his car keys, “Then you’ll follow me.” Out he went into the night toward the parking deck across the street.

“Hell yeah, why not?” Judar chuckled in reply, turned on by the yanking of his hair and the verbal teasing.  Kouen was so confident in his advances: it made him all the more attractive.  “I never listen to anyone.  I set my own rules ‘n’ limitations.”

When Kouen flashed the car keys, Judar nodded, able to understand the gesture even with his foggy state of mind.

“Yeahyeah, take me wherever.  Night’s still young,” He purred, slinking behind the crafty business man.  The magician shivered a bit when he stepped outside, getting hit by a gust of wind.  He attempted to walk in a straight line behind Kouen, but it was proving to be a bit difficult.

“You gotta swanky ride, right?  I love hanging out with you Rens and getting all the rich family perks,” The young man laughed triumphantly before going silent, sifting something out of his clouded head.  “Bet...Gyokuen wouldn’t want me getting this close to you, huh?  She’d flip.”

[sinbad-no-ousama]

"Sinbad.. I've missed you."

“Kouen..” This wasn’t exactly a face he was expecting to see again after he sorta left out of the blue. This was going to be awkward. “It.. certainly has been awhile.”

[poorlytunedpianoplayer-blog]

"Do you have a valentine yet?" the woman looked at him over her drink, leaning against the piano. In a tight white oriental style dress and heels she was dressed to impress. "Two lonely souls this weekend is a pity after all." (brxken-mother)

{ @brxken-mother }

“No  valentines  yet,”  he  paused  his  words  as  heplayed  the singular  tune he knew  on this old  piano,“but it’s never too late! Would you care for a drink?”Phoenix offered  her a drink,  on the house  of course,as the bartender  was a good friend of his.  He brieflypaused in  his playing to  also offer her a  seat on thebench beside him.

“So, what brings a pretty lady like yourself to a sleazy bar like this?” he asked, resuming his job.

[baailong-archive-blog]

"If I could, I would kiss away all your scars"

“If only you could. but my scars are more then just skin deep. However, If you would like you can very much try Kouen.”

modernizedfireking

[ursaemajoriis]

♤

Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to… ♤: Taking a bath together

We haven’t done this since we were children… Koumei sat, relaxed against his brother in the bath, yawning. “This is nice…” He glanced over his shoulder to Kouen, smiling lazily. “No?”