Night of Partying

Tonight was a night for partying.

Shirley had finally gotten rid of that damned clingy girlfriend of his.

And so he had gathered together a group of friends and let them loose in his favourite bar.

That was hours - and a 'few' drinks - ago. Right now he was dancing, pint in hand.

Jason, or Evelyn as he liked to be called while he was a woman, made 'her' way through the crowed - hips swinging and the click of 'her' high-heels was drowned out by the music. Cherry-red lips twitched into a smirk, enjoying the buzz and the atmosphere, as he locked ayes with some of the men in the room. And a few females as well, it seemed.

'Her' senses exploded with constant pump of intoxicated human blood around 'her'. Easy prey, 'she' knew. But that was the wonders of modern day society. Non of that courting business that could go on for hours, if you choose correctly.

Despite the few pairs of eyes on 'her', 'she' set her own on a raven haired man dancing by himself.

'She' eyed him carefully, circling him through the mass of people until 'she' came to the bar. Leaning against it, ordering Martini, jade eyes continued to study the human. Will he come along willingly? Was he alone, or with friends? Will there be a jealous partner, or will they happily join them? Will he even be interested? What will his reaction be when he realises 'she' does not have a vagina?

Pursing 'her' cherry-red lips in thought, she took a sip from the drink handed to 'her'. 'She' made sure her eyesight was not discreet, slowly looking the man up and down, tongue licking 'her' top teeth slowly.

He grunted when one of his friends slung an arm around his shoulders and jeered at a woman at the bar.

Shirley gave a roll of his eyes but looked anyway. He didnt want a woman at the moment. They were too clingy. To the disappointment of his friends, he wanted a man.

His friends, all built like shithouses and looking for skirts to chase at every corner, couldnt understand why he liked the touch of a man.

He was shocked that the woman was staring back at him, though. He gave her a half-smile before jabbing his friend in the ribs and slinking off in a different direction.

'Evelyn' smiled and winked at the boys, and then pouted as the man that she had 'her' eye on looked away with disinterest.

Ah well. There were more fish in the sea.

... Then again, he could be gay? Or not looking for a woman?

'Evelyn' flashed him a flirtatious smile back. Reaching between 'her' legs and showed the now obvious lump - gripping it and rubbing it lightly. He pulled his painted hand away and watched him carefully to see what his expression would be. One of disgust or one of interest?

It was a shame really. He wanted to stay as 'Evelyn' as long as he could tonight. But, if that was what he had to do to have sex with a hot man, then that is what he had to to.

Shirley arched a brow at the 'woman.'

Now, he wasn't expecting that and it had interested him. Why would a good-looking guy (yes, even though he wasnt looking for a woman, he could still see when one was good-looking) dress like that? He didn't get it...

He turned his eyes away from 'her' and began dancing with the closest guy that didnt cringe away from his advances.

After a few minutes, the guy flitted off and he was left alone.

He strolled up to the bar, standing next to Evelyn, eyes trailing over her subtly as he ordered himself another pint.

Evelyn watched the man turned his attention away from 'her' as he danced with another.

Well, at least it was not one of disgust.

'Her' eyes lingered on the human for a few seconds, before 'she' turned around to try 'her' luck with the bartender. He instantly blew 'her' off, more interested in the busty blonde down a few seats. Meh. All well. The bartender was not that good looking anyway.

About to turn around again to find a different prey, he noticed the raven haired human stand next to him out of the corner of his eye. With a subtle smirk, he turned his head slightly to look at the human.

"If you are trying to be discreet, it is not working."

He did not bother with his 'Evelyn' voice. Watching the bartender take a double take, he pushed down the urge to laugh, and instead look up at the raven haired human through his eyelashes.

He chuckled softly. "I was never good at being subtle."

His tongue ran over his lips and he turned to face the other man. "I'm Shirley."

The human crossed his arms over his chest and cocked his head to the side slightly, his long hair fanning out around him as his eyes ran over Jace's form again, all hints of subtlety dead.

"Evelyn. But I think you prefer Jace?" Jason greeted, throwing another flirty smile Shirley's way, enjoying the set of eyes on him.

Leaning on one arm, he gently rubbed his fingertips against the tense bicep.

"So," The fingertips moved up the arm and across the clothed chest, letting his index finger run down the white tie. "interested?"

No comment on his overly feminine name. People usually commented on it. Gave him a hard time for it.

"Perhaps I am." He cocked a brow at the older man, lips pulling into a small smirk.

"So tell me, Jace." He leaned forwards, face coming dangerously close to Jace's. "You here at the bar alone for a reason?"

His finger wrapped around the tie, then he jerked the man even closer. Cherry lips against the humans ear.

"What do you think?" He purred into the ear, nipping on the lope. Lips trailed down the neck and across the jaw, leaving a trail of red lip prints, until his lips were almost against Shirley's, teasingly so.

"Ever done it in a ally way before? Or do you know somewhere else...?"

"I live in the apartment above," he replied. "I'm the owners occasional fuck buddy." That was something his ex had enjoyed. A threesome with Giacinto or a foursome with her and Ignicio were never unwelcome.

And being Giacinto's fuck buddy, he got perks. He was paid handsomely; he got a nice apartment that she could get into any time; he got sex with a beautiful temptress.

His hands interlock around the nap of the humans neck - a thumb stroking the soft raven hair.

"Well then," He purred, pink tongue skimming over pale lips. "what are we standing around for?"

He unlocked his fingers and turned away from Shirley to down his Martini - leaving more cheery red lip stick stains around the rim of the glass.

Hands free again, his fingertips skimmed teasingly under the waist line. "Lead the way, Mr. Fuck Buddy."

When Jace pulled away his eyes trailed down over his back, the curve of his ass he could see through the black and green dress.

Shirley nodded, grinning as he slid an arm around Jace's waist, hand resting comfortably on his backside, giving it a light squeeze as he pushed the vampire forwards, towards the back of the club and the stairs leading up to his apartment.

It took a few minutes to get up to his place but pretty soon the human was leading the vampire to his room.

He nudged the older man through the door and shut it behind him, leaning back against the door, leering at him.

"Let the night begin."

Jason glanced around the room. Not to admire it, but to get to know what is where. Getting the basic out line of the room, jade eyes landed back on Shirley.

First course of action: get the dress and padded bra off and leave himself in his black shorts. The human defiantly wanted a man, so what was the point in wearing it? Besides, he always loved the looks he gets when he slowly peels the clothes away - whether it is a look of disgust or interest.

Stepping out of his heels, he walked over to Shirley - slamming a hand either side of him. Lips curling into a seductive smirk, and he left a imprint on the humans Adams apple.

A breath later, his hand curled around the ivory tie and the pulled the human ruthlessly away from the door and pushed him onto the bed - straddling him.

Fingers weaving into the raven hair, he kissed harshly. Tongue, teeth and lips mixed up in the bruising kiss.

Jace was receiving the looks that he so loved form the human as he watched the green and black dress fall to the floor.

And when the vampire prowled towards him, he swallowed thickly, dark eyes flicking over his near-bare form. He inhaled shakily when he was caged in and kissed.

It took a few moments for him to understand what happened next. One moment he was pinned against the door; the next, the bed. He blinked up at him a few times before realising. Ah. Tie. Yeah, he understood now.

Tie's were useful for dragging people around.

Now he had his bearings he kissed back just as fiercely, arms sliding around Jace's waist and pulling him flush against himself, slanting his lips over the vampires, nails biting into the skin of his back.

Jason's back arched on instinct as nails dug harshly into it, making him mewl slightly into the kiss.

Giving one final nip, he pulled away and lean back. Jade eyes trailed over the mused up hair, bruising lips, and creased clothed.

A tanned index finger trailed down the tie and onto the black shirt, humming in thought. The tie will stay, but the shirt will not.

Rocking his hips ever so slightly, jade eyes flickering up to meet stormy ones, he licked his top lip. Slowly, he began to unbutton the shirt, torso still rolling subtly as he pulled each button free - from top to bottom.

Shirley returned to scrutinising look with one of his own.

The man's lipstick was smeared - no doubt over his neck and lips. His tongue darted out over his lips to test that theory. Yupp. There was definitely lipstick there.

His lust-darkened grey eyes met Jace's emerald.

A shiver racked through him when the vampire began undoing the buttons of his shirt and he automatically raised his hands to loosen his tie.

Jason's hands stopped at the middle button and curled instantly around paler ones to pin them down.

"The tie stays."

Flicking the said tie out of the way, he removed his hands to quickly work on the other buttons. Easing the two sides of the dark fabric apart, hands ran up the exposed skin.

With another little smirk, he bent his head to kiss the centre of the chest. The butterfly kisses worked their way up the chest, along the collar bone, and to the point in the skin where he felt the subtle pulse.

Not yet.

Giving the patch of skin a lick, he crawled off Shirley to work the shoes and socks off. Giving the ankle a quick peck, he travelled up to Shirley's waistline. Placing his lips on the bare skin above, he pulled his lips down to undo button, eyes locking with Shirley. His head lowered as he brought the zipper between his teeth and pulled down.

His brows furrowed as he stared up at the older man pinning him down? Why? What use was a tie?

The furrowed look dropped, though, when the hands ran up his chest. His eyes slid shut. His chest arched upwards subtly when Jace's lips pressed against it.

The human's eyes fluttered open again when he felt his shoes and socks being disposed of. They opened right onto the sight of Jace taking the zip between his teeth.

Shirley gulped softly, fingeres curling into the sheets.