Henry Cullen | 26 | Doorman for Fire&Ice | In a relationship
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Oh I've been lovely. How about yourself, how have you been Mel?

Hey, Melena...
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I don't really... Want to say.

Ah,
Oh darling, that’s wonderful! I am so happy for you! Who is the lucky lady?
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Henry raised an eyebrow at the teenager, not fully believing him. "You know, when I was your age, I probably would have done the same thing." Henry pondered whether to take Ryder home or not and decided it was a good idea, after all, that was the safest place for him to be, and if he was there he couldn't be sneaking into the bar or doing other... suspicious teenage boy things.
Deciding to take Ryder home, he began in the direction of his and Karie's home. "You know what the penalty is if you get caught drinking while you're still underage, right? You, or rather, your sister, would have to pay $1000. It really isn't worth it to look at some girls and take some shots, but I do understand the pull to do it."
Can't Let You Pass Me By || Ryder and Henry
"But— I…" Ryder sighed, there was no use pretending anymore. He took his fake moustache off and gave one last glance at the club’s luminous entrance. Putting his hands in his jacket’s pockets, walked slowly a few steps behind Henry. It’s not that the big guy scared him— Okay, he could be a bit intimidating sometimes, but Ryder just didn’t want to talk to him. He was half-expecting Henry to take him straight back home, but the man suddenly stopped and looked down at the boy. He spoke into the silence, Ryder froze. He looked at the man standing in front of him, "But, I don’t drink…" he said, in a half whisper. For a moment, they were silent, meeting the man’s eyes with his own.
#Para:Ryder#can't let you pass me by#Sorry this took so long xx#Also#I found an inflation calculator#and $1000 in 1949#is almost ten grand now#like shit sonnn#(Speaking of shit this reply is awful and I'm sorry)
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I see a rainbow blending now,
We'll have our happy ending now Taking a chance on love.
#happyneverstarter#(he's like singing to himself as he walks down the street or something)#Idrk about the gif though
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-Chuckles softly- I'd love to right now, but unfortunately my love is working right now.

It's getting chilly out,
Then go get your cuddles on. You cuddle, and you cuddle hard. That is an order.
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That's terrible... How's Karie doing?

Oh,
No… No I don’t…

#Convo:Ryder#(The facial expression - and tomne impied from it#would be more in reverse order#just FYI)
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Pumpkin soup? That sounds delicious.

I'll have to stop by and try some.
It's getting chilly out,
Why, yes it is! Four Diamonds is coming out with a pumpkin soup for the fall!

It’s gonna be really good!
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Lance is in the hospital? Do you know what happened?

Oh,
She’s been busy… With Lance in the hospital and all..

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I didn't say that.

It's getting chilly out,
You don’t have anyone?
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"Of course I want to show you off. I'm the luckiest man in ever after when I have you by my side. I pale in comparison to you, darling." Henry looked into Lile's beautiful blue orbs, simply staring into them until he spoke, breaking his thoughts away from how gorgeous he found the executioners eyes.
It was a big question, to ask Henry to reveal his biggest secret, though not one he would keep if it wouldn't risk their heads. Still, it was a nerve wracking thought, despite the fact that it was evident that both Ryan and Tanya could keep a secret. But looking at Lile, he seemed so excited, Henry had a hard time even considering saying no, despite Lile's assurance that it would be okay for him to deny the suggestion.
"I'm sure it would be lovely. I just need to know the date, and the time." He smiled as he leaned down, pressing a kiss to the eager executioner's lips, followed by placing a kiss under the curve of his mandible as he softly pressed himself into him. "I missed you" he murmured into his stubble-covered skin, still unable to contain his smile.
Homecoming | Lile&Henry
"You want to show me off?" Lile asked with a chuckle between giddily sloppy kisses with his man. He ran his hand over the firm swell of Henry’s shoulder and grinned cheekily up at the man. "I’m the one who’s got all this at my beck and call."
His conversation with Tanya all those weeks ago came to mind, and he brightened, leaning in to press a fond kiss to the stubbled point of Henry’s chin. “If you’re comfortable with it, dear Tanya has been absolutely dying for a double date with me and ‘my man’. We could invite them over for one of your wonderful dinners, or a delightful Sunday brunch.”
The executioner cupped Henry’s cheek, brushing the pad of his thumb along the swell of his lip absently as he thought his words over. Lile had lived with his… predilections, all his life, so he had long grown used to living with the fear that any moment he could be betrayed by the slip of a tongue, damning him to the gallows in a split second. Yet he understood that this was all new for Henry, and that the towering blond may have some misgivings about actually letting anyone know exactly who he was dating. Lile didn’t want to push the man into anything he wasn’t ready for.
"It’s quite alright if you wish to decline, love. It’s a hard decision that I won’t hold against you." He said with all sincerity, playing his fingers through sleek blond hair. Although there was something else hard the executioner was most definitely ‘holding against’ his lover.
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That is, given you have someone to cuddle with.
It's getting chilly out,
And cuddling by a warm fire.
#convo:daisy#I can roll with that#also#apologies for theblack of gif#the lack*#I'm on my moms tablet
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It's getting chilly out,
Perfect weather for hot soup and sitting by the fire.
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That's good. And how is your sister doing?

Oh,
Yep, yep, yep. Out of trouble!

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Okay, sounds like a plan.

Hey, Melena...
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Oh, Faye! I'm in love and it's wonderful.

Ah,
That’s wonderful darling! Any specific reason it’s good?
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Henry couldn't help but smirk at the young boys attempt at a French accent, though he quickly let it fall; he was dealing with a fairly serious matter, after all. Turning to the other bouncer at the door, he told him that he was going on his break. After reviving a nod, he turned back to Ryder.
"Walk with me, Ryder," he told him, nodding his head in the direction he intended to go. He let silence fall between them for a moment as he mused the ways he could deal with the issue: he could try intimidating Ryder into not coming back, but he felt that that wouldn't be terribly effective. Nor was it likely Karie would approve. "You do know drinking before you're eighteen is illegal, right?" he was pretty sure that was a good place to start, though he didn't really have much experience with children.
Can't Let You Pass Me By || Ryder and Henry
Merde, he thought again, “I… don’t know vat yer talkeeng about, seer,” he kept faking the french accent, “Who is dis Ryder you speek of?” He saw the tall man smirk and looked down so Henry couldn’t see his face, but it was already too late, Henry had already seen him, he knew he was trying to sneak inside the building.
Ryder looked inside and his friends were gone, Typical, he thought rolling his eyes. They would usually ditch him if something went wrong. They were probably having they’re third or fourth shot right now, or flirting with the waitresses, or making out with one. Although Ryder was glad he wasn’t there to watch his friend suck some poor girls’ faces, he wanted to get rid of Henry, and go have fun. Ryder didn’t go to Fire And Ice to drink a lot, or waste his money with lap dances, like his friends did. Sure, he did drink a few times, but the real reason why he was there was because he wanted to see the dancers perform.
One dancer in particular always caught his attention. Jeliza White. There was something about her. Something about the way she moved across the stage, attracted him like no other. He hated that he had this fascination for the female body, he felt gross, filthy. Like those drunk men that would try anything to touch the dancers and waitresses. But Ryder couldn’t help but feel intrigued by the female body. It was odd, as if they were from another planet.
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