Oh Strel was no virgin, unaware of what they were talking about. Hell, he was definitely not a virgin anymore. Lord knew, lord knew just how many people he slept with. That sounded so awful to his own mind. It sounded horrible, like he was a promiscuous whore. But he had not turned anyone down yet so what did that make him? A whore. Strel did not let his smile falter as he thought about, counted off, the people he had been with. One after the other they followed in his mind. A couple were absent from the list, but one he never wanted to recall being with and the other he simply did not have the memory of the occurrence. But lord, his pride, his guilt was horrendous. It felt like he had been reduced to sleeping around in the hopes of finding a man worth his long lasting attention and affection. Was it this hard for others? No, couldn't be. Maybe if he flirted less.. No he couldn't, that was who he was. His conscience was burning in pain as he thought about how he'd add this guy to the list and that it would probably result as the same relationship he had had with Daisuke (who he had not seen in a long while).
Throwing those thoughts away as best as the redhead could, he listened to Noss grumble back at him. Strel could only grin at him at the stamina bit. "Oh good. I was hoping it wasn't affecting your performance," he finished with a snicker, covering his lips with a hand. He was feeling his desire rise a bit, knowing it was practically imminent. "But I suppose we should get through with it now.. rather than postpone it and drag it out..," he finished, voice lowering as he turned to look at the buildings around him. Noss had a point, why wait to do it at home when they could just get through it here and keep it out of the pack? The other man nipped at his ear, a familiarity that he wouldn't have imagined to be given to a perfectly unknown stranger. And that's what they were, really. But that did not seem to stop Strel in the least. He laughed at Noss, pushing him back a little bit. Outside was not the best place to start this favor out. Innocent eyes may be burned forever at the sight.
Running his fingers through his hair absentmindedly, the redhead snapped to attention at the mention of a bed. Oh? So that was indeed what the other man thought? How delightful... "I'm sure that the humans left beds. But I'll tell you now, good couches work as well." Strel rested a hand on the other man's thigh again, raising an eyebrow at him as he slowly pulled it away again, rising to his feet. "Lets go find something suitable." Strel was beginning to feel the anticipation mount, his belly beginning to demand satisfaction and then relief. Lavender hues ran over the dusty, dirty windows, wondering where their little gem would be.
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