10-03-2018, 10:53 PM
Jaxen lounged alongside Nox. If the guy had something besides beer, Jaxen might have stolen the bottle for a drink. Beer was disgusting, though. He kept to the vodka. Bright, crisp, cold vodka. He tapped his fingers along with the music, absolutely delighted at the show. These two performers were legitimate celebrities in ways entirely distinct from Jaxen’s fame. And they were digging their own graves. Dirt piled to their chins and neither realized it. Glorious.
Across the lounge, Boda draped himself along a couch like a king on his throne. Others congregated, naturally drawn to Jaxen. He bowed in his seat at Aiden’s approach. “The Ancient Power looks good on you,” the wry smirk twisting his lips spoke volumes. If Aiden knew Sage, then he knew Nox. That fucker never shut up about the ancient power. Jaxen didn’t blame him.
Two and two together: Aiden was one of the ancients and put his power to use. Not hard to respect a man for taking advantage. When Aiden and Sage embraced, a brow lifted curiously, watching. Not for reasons that one would suspect, either.
Jaxen glanced at Nox.
What a nice little love triangle.
Not that Jaxen was privy to such intimate details, but when it came to sex, he was an expert. The grin lighting his face sizzled like hands stretching too close to the flame.
“So how long have you two been together?” Jaxen probed, drizzling wounds with salt. Dark eyes danced from Aiden back to Sage.
Rock stars had a reputation, however. Let’s see if this one lived up to his. “I thought you were madly in love with that one…” Jaxen’s hand waved about absently, name escaping. “A fickle thing, love.” A few deft commands in a wallet and a recent article was summoned. Aiden’s image splayed in the arms of another.
Across the lounge, Boda draped himself along a couch like a king on his throne. Others congregated, naturally drawn to Jaxen. He bowed in his seat at Aiden’s approach. “The Ancient Power looks good on you,” the wry smirk twisting his lips spoke volumes. If Aiden knew Sage, then he knew Nox. That fucker never shut up about the ancient power. Jaxen didn’t blame him.
Two and two together: Aiden was one of the ancients and put his power to use. Not hard to respect a man for taking advantage. When Aiden and Sage embraced, a brow lifted curiously, watching. Not for reasons that one would suspect, either.
Jaxen glanced at Nox.
What a nice little love triangle.
Not that Jaxen was privy to such intimate details, but when it came to sex, he was an expert. The grin lighting his face sizzled like hands stretching too close to the flame.
“So how long have you two been together?” Jaxen probed, drizzling wounds with salt. Dark eyes danced from Aiden back to Sage.
Rock stars had a reputation, however. Let’s see if this one lived up to his. “I thought you were madly in love with that one…” Jaxen’s hand waved about absently, name escaping. “A fickle thing, love.” A few deft commands in a wallet and a recent article was summoned. Aiden’s image splayed in the arms of another.