10-02-2018, 01:37 AM
Sage met Aiden about halfway between the stage and the bar; he held out a glass of water. Aiden took it gratefully and drank it down with one gulp. Before getting out a word, Sage had tugged him along to the back bar. Nox, looking uncharacteristically happy, was chatting it up with Jaxen. Aiden’s teacher did not admonish him over the spectacle, which he was thankful for; part of him worried that Nox would have blown a gasket over using the Power. Aiden decided not to bring that bit up.
“You should get out more, Nox. You look like you’re in your element… Is that a beer!?” Aiden gave a light jab over it, he had not seen Nox touch any booze since the pair had met. He had assumed that Nox didn’t drink or smoke or anything, but seeing him there with the brew said otherwise. It was nice to see the man enjoy himself.
Sage kissed Aiden, much to his delight, “Did that song make you hot, babe?” He laughed before going on, “I thought for a moment there we were gonna keep this private… Your call. I’d love nothing more than to proclaim to the world that I have the smartest, most handsome boyfriend in all of Creation.” Aiden kissed Sage deeply in response, pulling him close and biting at his bottom lip.
Aiden didn’t have a chance to introduce himself to the host before Methos started up. The man was a master, there was no doubt about that. He didn’t have to resort to theatrics or cheap tricks to make a captivating display; even the light jokes over Aiden’s ancestry were all good natured. He laughed despite himself and returned Methos’ bow. The singer finished up with an ode to his husband. All of that tugged at Aiden’s heartstrings; his grip along Sage’s waist tightening slightly, pulling him even closer.
Dreams and hopes of the future tumbled through Aiden’s mind. Methos had found love, success, and happiness; maybe there was hope for Aiden yet. He looked up at Sage, who was only a few inches taller than him and felt his heart do a little summersault. Perhaps he already had found love? It was far too early to tell… But there was something there with Sage. Aiden found himself vowing again to ‘not fuck this one up.’
Methos finished his performance to thunderous applause and Sage prompted Aiden to take the stage once more. It took an effort to pry himself away from Sage, but he did it. Aiden gave a respectful bow to Jaxen, “Sir, we have not formally been introduced. Aiden, as you know, and the pleasure is all mine. Tell me, Jaxen, how fucking crazy do you like your music?”
“You should get out more, Nox. You look like you’re in your element… Is that a beer!?” Aiden gave a light jab over it, he had not seen Nox touch any booze since the pair had met. He had assumed that Nox didn’t drink or smoke or anything, but seeing him there with the brew said otherwise. It was nice to see the man enjoy himself.
Sage kissed Aiden, much to his delight, “Did that song make you hot, babe?” He laughed before going on, “I thought for a moment there we were gonna keep this private… Your call. I’d love nothing more than to proclaim to the world that I have the smartest, most handsome boyfriend in all of Creation.” Aiden kissed Sage deeply in response, pulling him close and biting at his bottom lip.
Aiden didn’t have a chance to introduce himself to the host before Methos started up. The man was a master, there was no doubt about that. He didn’t have to resort to theatrics or cheap tricks to make a captivating display; even the light jokes over Aiden’s ancestry were all good natured. He laughed despite himself and returned Methos’ bow. The singer finished up with an ode to his husband. All of that tugged at Aiden’s heartstrings; his grip along Sage’s waist tightening slightly, pulling him even closer.
Dreams and hopes of the future tumbled through Aiden’s mind. Methos had found love, success, and happiness; maybe there was hope for Aiden yet. He looked up at Sage, who was only a few inches taller than him and felt his heart do a little summersault. Perhaps he already had found love? It was far too early to tell… But there was something there with Sage. Aiden found himself vowing again to ‘not fuck this one up.’
Methos finished his performance to thunderous applause and Sage prompted Aiden to take the stage once more. It took an effort to pry himself away from Sage, but he did it. Aiden gave a respectful bow to Jaxen, “Sir, we have not formally been introduced. Aiden, as you know, and the pleasure is all mine. Tell me, Jaxen, how fucking crazy do you like your music?”
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