"Alcohol is a luxury for us, but we do when we can." They would throw big parties sometimes, city wide even on the right occasion.
Damien picks up on that slip of words and leaned in to all those curls to whisper. "I like you too."
Sipping at his coffee he laughs a little. "I've seen him mom Rik before." Then Damien pauses and looks over at Zack. "I don't know exactly when I was born but I'm close to thirty."
"Close to thirty? I've never dated anyone that much older than me. Not that it matters since you don't look near thirty at all. You're handsome and---yeah."
He felt his cheeks warm as he sipped his coffee and tried not to feel awkward. Zack had dated a few boys but they were younger or the same age as him. Just as inexperienced as him so no doubt Damien had been with lots of boys and was much more experienced. He suddenly felt a bit out of his depth.
"I---well, I'm not as experienced as you in certain things so you may have to go slow for me."
That only got a shrug. "Most of the people around me are your age." It wasn't such a big deal to Damien, not even something that registered.
"Handsome and....what?" Damien pried playfully as he tugged on the curl that was between his fingers at the moment, just enough to feel. For most of his life Damien had been without anyone. It was illegal and dangerous in ways even this world couldn't imagine. He had went a bit wild once the Dogs had trusted him.
"We can go slow... but it's sexy, like you are." He leaned in and kissed Zack right in front of the ear, watching his reaction closely. If he doesn't pull away, Damien is going to pull him in for a real kiss.
"Handsome and brave. Because you are? I know I sound like an idiot right now but I mean it. You, Jack and the other Dogs putting your life on the line to save people from that bastard Ministry."
He was rapidly becoming a tomato and Damien could probably tell just by the way the drummer was looking up at the Dog and stuttering his words. Slow and sexy? That got him drinking more coffee. Damien really liked him. Really liked him. A boy, no a man who was actually interested in him.
"Oh---ok. I mean I've never actually done it properly before."
That got him looking at his shoes; his long hair cascading around his face. The kiss on his ear caused a small gasp as he giggled slightly.
"You are too, getting on stage every night." The redness in his cheeks is really attractive. Normally, Damien went for someone strong because the life in his world made him too nervous to lose someone. A weak person was a target, a shy person could be used against you. Here though it was safe and his more natural inclinations were coming through.
"Done it?" Damien laughed quietly and kissed over the center of Zack's ear. "I wouldn't mind being your first."
He's getting aroused as they sit there at the sidewalk tables. It's hard not to think about it after they've been so close and the drummer keeps shying away. Damien isn't pushy but he is persistent. He has no problem flirting until the younger man is ready for something more than kissing.
"Yeah it comes with the job and I'm used to it now. I still get to hide behind my drums so I'm not right in the spotlight like the other guys. Viktor gets the most attention along with Joe and Billy."
He liked it how it was. Drumming away and doing what he did best and what he enjoyed doing. Then, Damien was causing Zack just to stare because did he just say that? He wanted to be his first? The drummer didn't know what to say so just drank more coffee and looked rather awkward.
"I mean---I've messed around with other guys just---never gone the whole way. I know how it works though. I'm no idiot or anything."
If Viktor heard all of this he'd more likely laugh and tell Zack to get that cock in him. So would Joe and Billy but he didn't need them right now. He wanted to do this his way and slowly.
Damien could appreciate that perspective. "I'm a leader but I prefer the shadows too."
"You're messed around with me." Damien reminds him while nuzzling into his neck. His hair smells good and feels even better around his face. "I don't think you're an idiot."
Where that had come from, Damien didn't know but he didn't want Zack to feel bad for still being a virgin. There wasn't anything wrong with that.
"Shadows are useful if you want to hide. Sometimes I want to hide when Joe and Aarne are fucking in public, swinging their cocks and asses out at the bar. Hunter smacking Gilly's ass and Billy getting off on nuzzling Rik's hair. I've seen it all, mate."
Zack wasn't a prude but there was only so much cock and ass in public he could take. He was more a closed behind doors sort of boy for sexual activity. Cuddling, kissing and making out with Damien caused a rush of excitement to shoot through him. As for actually having sex? That got him hot.
"Thanks, mate. I guess I'm a little ashamed because as a kid I was bullied badly by other boys because I couldn't get a girl. I---didn't even like girls really since I liked boys. I got beaten up and called names."
Damien laughs quietly as he drinks some of his coffee. "I barely notice. I spend a lot of nights guarding the workers when they go out or at the brothels."
Damien could say he was more comfortable with the rockstar behavior than the average people. It reminded him of home. The open sex, rowdy fights, the closeness between everyone.
"Remember I told you my last date sent me to prison?" Damien tucked the curls behind Zack's ear. "The government wanted me to sleep with a woman and I refused. I only like boys."
And boys was probably more correct since he preferred those younger than him to those older.
Zack felt a little awkward because none of this was anything he understood that well. Not really. The whole brothel thing? He'd not even slept with someone for real yet and had no idea what prostitutes did behind closed doors anyway. All he could do was imagine what they did which made him sound pretty pathetic and closeted.
"Yeah, you told me. That's so fucking dumb. I'm glad you got away from them because it's rough and stupid."
He smiled sheepishly when Damien tucked hair behind his ear. Just the lightest of touches caused the drummer to shiver slightly. Drinking some more of his coffee, he played with a strand of Damien's long hair between his fingers.
"I keep the workers safe with the clients." Damien laughed a little because he could only imagine what Zack might be thinking. He was so naïve. "I'm not working the beds." Damien just shook his head before leaning closer to whisper to Zack. "I'd work your bed though."
It was dirty but he couldn't resist saying it. The drummer got him so hot without even doing anything. They didn't even need to touch.
"You'd get me in so much trouble back home." The Dog smiled as he tilted his head to push Zack's hand farther into his hair.
"Yeah, I just didn't think about that. I wouldn't think that you do. Uh---sorry that sounded a bit rude. What?"
He sounded a bit flustered now that Damien mentioned about working his bed. Oh. That meant---oh god. Wide-eyed and unable to speak for the moment the drummer just giggled and looked down at his feet; his hair cascading around his blushing young features. Did he want the Dog working his bed? Fuck yes. Even though Zack was inexperienced he was still a young man with a sex drive of some sort.
"I'd work your bed." Damien repeated, smirking like a boy caught red-handed. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to Zack's jawline. "It means I'd be your whore if you want me."
"Hmmm.." Damien ran his hand through Zack's curls and tried not to laugh. "Since sex with other men is illegal, even thinking about it is illegal... what I've already thought about you would have me in jail."
Zack was lost for words as he blushed bright as a tomato and didn't know what else he could say without stuttering or making a complete idiot of himself. He loved the idea though, secretly. How could he not? This hot boy wanting to be his whore and go to bed with him.
"That's dumb it's illegal. People should have choice in their life. Fuck everyone else. What things do you think about that would uh---make you go to jail?"
He had summoned up enough courage to ask this at least.
Damien couldn't stop the smile as the young drummer faltered. The Dog was getting obsessive over the younger man. "You're so damned sexy."
He leans up to set his coffee cup on the table near his still propped up feet. The question got a raised brow as Damien leaned back into the chair.
"Some of it is mundane. I'd like to see you drum and spend time with you." His eyes drifted while they were talking, lingering way too long to be casual. "The rest? We might want to talk about that behind closed doors in case you'd let me get away with any of the dirtier things I think about."
And there were a lot of those, to the point it was distracting sometimes. After this long, he was thinking about Zack near constantly.
"I'll drum with you, mate. Next time I have a drumming practice session you should come and join me."
Zack was already blushing at the idea of Damien sitting there watching him drum. Just having the handsome Dog so close was making him want to spend more and more time with him. As for the dirtier talk Damien might be hinting at? Behind closed doors seemed the best idea for that.
"Oh uh----yeah. We should be in private for that."
A little lost for words Zack just sipped some of his coffee and offered a smile to the taller man.
"I don't know how to drum but Jack says I can sing." Damien let his hand go back to trailing through Zack's long curls. "When is your next session?"
The Dog is painfully obvious in his desire to spend more time with the drummer. Damien couldn't resist a bit more of a tease when he saw all that blushing. His smile is huge as he leans over to whisper, barely audible over the sounds of the city around them.
"I want to put my mouth on every inch of your skin." Damien sat back and tried not to grin too much.
"I could teach you how to drum if you wanted? It's not that hard. I'd love to hear you sing. Uh---tomorrow I think. Viktor wants us to do a rehearsal before our next stage performance."
Zack wanted to be near Damien and offer him drum lessons if he so wanted. As for the last comment---well, that just had him giggling slightly and blushing. It wasn't hard to make the drummer blush especially from the handsome Dog. The Angels wouldn't mind if Damien joined Zack in his rehearsal. It would be fun.
"You can sit in my lap while you teach me." Damien grinned like a bad school boy. He knew enough about drumming to flirt but nothing about playing. "I can stop by."
The quiet from the drummer got Damien laughing quietly. He loved Zack's innocence and the way he just didn't know how desirable he was sitting there sipping his coffee. "Tell me when and where and I'll come."
"Sounds like a plan. Uh---when did you want to do this? I mean, I'm available the next few days. Viktor likes to practice Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Fridays. The other days are for us to do what we want."
Zack hoped Damien could come around soon because he wanted to see more of the Dog. Having those long legs draped over him sounded hot. No doubt Joe would tease him if he knew Damien was doing this with their drummer. Zack wanted no one to know.
"This is private between us, mate. I don't want the rowdy lot knowing I want you in my lap."
"I can come tomorrow." Damien had some free time from Hunger City and Jack could call him back if needed.
He's still amused and laughing quietly. "In your lap? I wanted you in mine." Damien got up and slid over to sit in Zack's lap. "But I could sit in yours." Giggling as he sits sideways in the drummer's lap. "Could you see around me to drum?"
He was so tall. Zack probably wouldn't be able to see past him.
"Tomorrow? Sounds good to me. Oh uh---I thought you meant mine. I'd love to sit in yours too, mate. I can drum either way. I once had Joe jumping in front of me playing his bass screaming and being a crazy bastard. I still managed to get every beat in."
That was crazy. Viktor gave Joe shit in the dressing room after that because he could have caused Zack to get off rhythm. The bassist smashed on booze and high, just giggled and then mooned the singer. Of course.
"I'm not surprised to hear that about Joe." Damien laughs because he can easily imagine the crazy stunts of the other Brit. "If you need to keep rhythm maybe you shouldn't sit in my lap."
He slid a hand down and grabbed Zack's leg just above the knee, squeezing it playfully.
"Should I stay with you tonight so I don't miss the practice?" He cocked a brow and smiled but he knew it might just be cuddling. It didn't matter. For all the lewdness of his flirtations Damien simply wanted to be close to the drummer.
Zack gasped softly at the squeeze to his leg just above the knee and then couldn't keep his eyes off Damien. The man was so hot and attractive. As for staying with the Dog tonight? That got the drummer looking down slightly; his long curls covering his boyish face.
"I'd like that. For you to uh---to stay with me tonight."
Cuddling with Damien sounded fun and he just wanted some alone time with the Dog because it had been a long time since he'd snuggled another boy. Damien though, he was a man. A tall, handsome and attractive man.
Damien couldn't resist touching, though he knew he would have to be patient with the young drummer when it came to what he really wanted. Looking over at the young man, his jawline, lips, and all that wild hair, Damien felt his breath catch and the tightness in his body.
"Then you have me for at least the next 24 hours." Resistance was futile though and Damien leaned in to kiss Zack on those perfect, high cheekbones. He doubted the drummer beside him realized just how attractive he was.
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Damien picks up on that slip of words and leaned in to all those curls to whisper. "I like you too."
Sipping at his coffee he laughs a little. "I've seen him mom Rik before." Then Damien pauses and looks over at Zack. "I don't know exactly when I was born but I'm close to thirty."
Give or take since Damien really doesn't know.
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He felt his cheeks warm as he sipped his coffee and tried not to feel awkward. Zack had dated a few boys but they were younger or the same age as him. Just as inexperienced as him so no doubt Damien had been with lots of boys and was much more experienced. He suddenly felt a bit out of his depth.
"I---well, I'm not as experienced as you in certain things so you may have to go slow for me."
He felt a little lame but what else could he say?
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"Handsome and....what?" Damien pried playfully as he tugged on the curl that was between his fingers at the moment, just enough to feel. For most of his life Damien had been without anyone. It was illegal and dangerous in ways even this world couldn't imagine. He had went a bit wild once the Dogs had trusted him.
"We can go slow... but it's sexy, like you are." He leaned in and kissed Zack right in front of the ear, watching his reaction closely. If he doesn't pull away, Damien is going to pull him in for a real kiss.
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He was rapidly becoming a tomato and Damien could probably tell just by the way the drummer was looking up at the Dog and stuttering his words. Slow and sexy? That got him drinking more coffee. Damien really liked him. Really liked him. A boy, no a man who was actually interested in him.
"Oh---ok. I mean I've never actually done it properly before."
That got him looking at his shoes; his long hair cascading around his face. The kiss on his ear caused a small gasp as he giggled slightly.
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"Done it?" Damien laughed quietly and kissed over the center of Zack's ear. "I wouldn't mind being your first."
He's getting aroused as they sit there at the sidewalk tables. It's hard not to think about it after they've been so close and the drummer keeps shying away. Damien isn't pushy but he is persistent. He has no problem flirting until the younger man is ready for something more than kissing.
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He liked it how it was. Drumming away and doing what he did best and what he enjoyed doing. Then, Damien was causing Zack just to stare because did he just say that? He wanted to be his first? The drummer didn't know what to say so just drank more coffee and looked rather awkward.
"I mean---I've messed around with other guys just---never gone the whole way. I know how it works though. I'm no idiot or anything."
If Viktor heard all of this he'd more likely laugh and tell Zack to get that cock in him. So would Joe and Billy but he didn't need them right now. He wanted to do this his way and slowly.
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"You're messed around with me." Damien reminds him while nuzzling into his neck. His hair smells good and feels even better around his face. "I don't think you're an idiot."
Where that had come from, Damien didn't know but he didn't want Zack to feel bad for still being a virgin. There wasn't anything wrong with that.
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Zack wasn't a prude but there was only so much cock and ass in public he could take. He was more a closed behind doors sort of boy for sexual activity. Cuddling, kissing and making out with Damien caused a rush of excitement to shoot through him. As for actually having sex? That got him hot.
"Thanks, mate. I guess I'm a little ashamed because as a kid I was bullied badly by other boys because I couldn't get a girl. I---didn't even like girls really since I liked boys. I got beaten up and called names."
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Damien could say he was more comfortable with the rockstar behavior than the average people. It reminded him of home. The open sex, rowdy fights, the closeness between everyone.
"Remember I told you my last date sent me to prison?" Damien tucked the curls behind Zack's ear. "The government wanted me to sleep with a woman and I refused. I only like boys."
And boys was probably more correct since he preferred those younger than him to those older.
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Zack felt a little awkward because none of this was anything he understood that well. Not really. The whole brothel thing? He'd not even slept with someone for real yet and had no idea what prostitutes did behind closed doors anyway. All he could do was imagine what they did which made him sound pretty pathetic and closeted.
"Yeah, you told me. That's so fucking dumb. I'm glad you got away from them because it's rough and stupid."
He smiled sheepishly when Damien tucked hair behind his ear. Just the lightest of touches caused the drummer to shiver slightly. Drinking some more of his coffee, he played with a strand of Damien's long hair between his fingers.
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It was dirty but he couldn't resist saying it. The drummer got him so hot without even doing anything. They didn't even need to touch.
"You'd get me in so much trouble back home." The Dog smiled as he tilted his head to push Zack's hand farther into his hair.
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He sounded a bit flustered now that Damien mentioned about working his bed. Oh. That meant---oh god. Wide-eyed and unable to speak for the moment the drummer just giggled and looked down at his feet; his hair cascading around his blushing young features. Did he want the Dog working his bed? Fuck yes. Even though Zack was inexperienced he was still a young man with a sex drive of some sort.
"I would? Like what? Just give me some examples."
That hand felt so good in his wavy tresses.
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"Hmmm.." Damien ran his hand through Zack's curls and tried not to laugh. "Since sex with other men is illegal, even thinking about it is illegal... what I've already thought about you would have me in jail."
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Zack was lost for words as he blushed bright as a tomato and didn't know what else he could say without stuttering or making a complete idiot of himself. He loved the idea though, secretly. How could he not? This hot boy wanting to be his whore and go to bed with him.
"That's dumb it's illegal. People should have choice in their life. Fuck everyone else. What things do you think about that would uh---make you go to jail?"
He had summoned up enough courage to ask this at least.
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He leans up to set his coffee cup on the table near his still propped up feet. The question got a raised brow as Damien leaned back into the chair.
"Some of it is mundane. I'd like to see you drum and spend time with you." His eyes drifted while they were talking, lingering way too long to be casual. "The rest? We might want to talk about that behind closed doors in case you'd let me get away with any of the dirtier things I think about."
And there were a lot of those, to the point it was distracting sometimes. After this long, he was thinking about Zack near constantly.
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Zack was already blushing at the idea of Damien sitting there watching him drum. Just having the handsome Dog so close was making him want to spend more and more time with him. As for the dirtier talk Damien might be hinting at? Behind closed doors seemed the best idea for that.
"Oh uh----yeah. We should be in private for that."
A little lost for words Zack just sipped some of his coffee and offered a smile to the taller man.
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The Dog is painfully obvious in his desire to spend more time with the drummer. Damien couldn't resist a bit more of a tease when he saw all that blushing. His smile is huge as he leans over to whisper, barely audible over the sounds of the city around them.
"I want to put my mouth on every inch of your skin." Damien sat back and tried not to grin too much.
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Zack wanted to be near Damien and offer him drum lessons if he so wanted. As for the last comment---well, that just had him giggling slightly and blushing. It wasn't hard to make the drummer blush especially from the handsome Dog. The Angels wouldn't mind if Damien joined Zack in his rehearsal. It would be fun.
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The quiet from the drummer got Damien laughing quietly. He loved Zack's innocence and the way he just didn't know how desirable he was sitting there sipping his coffee. "Tell me when and where and I'll come."
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Zack hoped Damien could come around soon because he wanted to see more of the Dog. Having those long legs draped over him sounded hot. No doubt Joe would tease him if he knew Damien was doing this with their drummer. Zack wanted no one to know.
"This is private between us, mate. I don't want the rowdy lot knowing I want you in my lap."
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He's still amused and laughing quietly. "In your lap? I wanted you in mine." Damien got up and slid over to sit in Zack's lap. "But I could sit in yours." Giggling as he sits sideways in the drummer's lap. "Could you see around me to drum?"
He was so tall. Zack probably wouldn't be able to see past him.
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That was crazy. Viktor gave Joe shit in the dressing room after that because he could have caused Zack to get off rhythm. The bassist smashed on booze and high, just giggled and then mooned the singer. Of course.
"It'll be special."
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He slid a hand down and grabbed Zack's leg just above the knee, squeezing it playfully.
"Should I stay with you tonight so I don't miss the practice?" He cocked a brow and smiled but he knew it might just be cuddling. It didn't matter. For all the lewdness of his flirtations Damien simply wanted to be close to the drummer.
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"I'd like that. For you to uh---to stay with me tonight."
Cuddling with Damien sounded fun and he just wanted some alone time with the Dog because it had been a long time since he'd snuggled another boy. Damien though, he was a man. A tall, handsome and attractive man.
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"Then you have me for at least the next 24 hours." Resistance was futile though and Damien leaned in to kiss Zack on those perfect, high cheekbones. He doubted the drummer beside him realized just how attractive he was.
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