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[Nikolai]

Sure, putting up posts all over campus and soliciting an opening for a new roommate in the newspaper was pretty old school, but rent was getting harder and harder to pay and Graeme didn’t relish the idea of living in the streets. Begrudgingly his roommate and best friend Kail had moved (most of) his things from the other bed room and set up his things in the main living area, so Graeme began the search for another roommate. It was a two bedroom apartment, so naturally, someone would be sleeping on the couch; the two hadn’t exactly settled things very nicely, so the whole bedroom thing was still a problem, really.

Graeme prepared for the arrival for the arrival of their newest living companion by attempting to tidy up the living room area, gathering stray art supplies and dumping them into a box he proceeded to kick out of sight. “Kail! Get the rest of your crap out of the guest room!” he moaned, brushing from his face a lock of thick black hair. “I’m not kidding, he’ll be here any second!” He didn’t want to scare the guy off before he had even moved in. Graeme was the cool, level-headed type who was never nervous or worried, but he was nervous now. He knew how important first impressions could be.

He was dressed smartly in a tailored white dress shirt and flattering dark jeans, his feet, which he never bared, encased in a pair of genuine leather shoes. He didn’t look the part of a man struggling to keep his home. Average height and thin, graceful, Graeme was perfection personified, his image marred only by the ugly frown he was wearing and the crease of his porcelain brow. His shoes made virtually no sound as he crossed the small living room in about four long strides towards the even smaller kitchen area. “Can you come clean this up, please?”

 

[Lucian Luna]

Sure, putting up posts all over campus and soliciting an opening for a new roommate in the newspaper was pretty old school, but rent was getting harder and harder to pay and Graeme didn’t relish the idea of living in the streets. Begrudgingly his roommate and best friend Kail had moved (most of) his things from the other bed room and set up his things in the main living area, so Graeme began the search for another roommate. It was a two bedroom apartment, so naturally, someone would be sleeping on the couch; the two hadn’t exactly settled things very nicely, so the whole bedroom thing was still a problem, really.

Graeme prepared for the arrival for the arrival of their newest living companion by attempting to tidy up the living room area, gathering stray art supplies and dumping them into a box he proceeded to kick out of sight. “Kail! Get the rest of your crap out of the guest room!” he moaned, brushing from his face a lock of thick black hair. “I’m not kidding, he’ll be here any second!” He didn’t want to scare the guy off before he had even moved in. Graeme was the cool, level-headed type who was never nervous or worried, but he was nervous now. He knew how important first impressions could be.

He was dressed smartly in a tailored white dress shirt and flattering dark jeans, his feet, which he never bared, encased in a pair of genuine leather shoes. He didn’t look the part of a man struggling to keep his home. Average height and thin, graceful, Graeme was perfection personified, his image marred only by the ugly frown he was wearing and the crease of his porcelain brow. His shoes made virtually no sound as he crossed the small living room in about four long strides towards the even smaller kitchen area. “Can you come clean this up, please?”

Lucian rode down the street on his harley as he looked for the address unitl he finally found the place, glancing up at it and then walking up to the door and knocking. His ice blue eyes looking aournd the neighborhood as he waited for someone to answer the door. He was wearing boots, black jeans and a maroon silk shirt. He had a pendant of a black onyx dragon with ruby eyes around his neck. He had a couple large suitcases at his feet with his clothes inside plus some other things that were special to him.

 

[Kitteh]

Kail seemed less than content with the request of his long-time friends and roommate, and announced his displeasure openly. “If it bothers you so much, you move it! Otherwise, I’ll do it when I’m good and ready!” He shouted.

“Damn,” he added under his breath, just for good measure.
Graeme sure could be pushy sometimes. Although, right now was probably a good time for him to be; their new roommate would be here at any moment to see the place.

Not that Kail cared much of what it looked like. He was currently plopped on the sofa sketchy something in dark, chalky pastels, making quite the mess all over his smock and the couch.

His appearance was completely opposite that of his friend’s; Kail was messy and unkempt and little seemed to concern him in the least. He was dressed in light-wash jeans, random self-made tears adorning the thigh and knee areas. A variety of belts, buckles, necklaces and rings were also a part of his current wardrobe. Underneath a once cream colored smock—now paint encrusted—was a black tee shirt with some stains of its own.

He gnawed obnoxiously on the pencil in his mouth as he grunted at the image he was creating.

“Can’t you see I’m trying to work here? Fuck. Get off my ass.”

 

[Nikolai]

Before he could complain at his friend any longer a resounding knock on the door announced the arrival of their new roommate. Graeme bit his tongue and spun on his heel, leaving the lazy man in his huffy wake and heading towards the door. He took an extra moment to comb his long, elegant fingers through his luscious black curls before going for the doorknob, pulling it open with a swift tug. His took in the newcomer's appearance with one sweeping glance of his glaciate eyes before his angular features arranged themselves into a pleasing and welcoming smile. "Hello," he said, his voice as warm as his eyes. "I'm Graeme. You must be Lucien?" He was glad to finally have a face to put with the voice he'd heard over the phone, and carefully noted the other man's appearance having a penchant for beautiful things; his eyes lingered on the gaudy necklace for a second longer than was usual. He stepped aside to allow him inside, but not before going for one of the bags at Lucien's feet.

"Please, allow me to help you with your things." He glanced over his shoulder. "Kail?" he called, sounding forever like an irritated mother or a tired wife, despite his careful effort to appear cool and aloof.

 

[Lucian Luna]

Before he could complain at his friend any longer a resounding knock on the door announced the arrival of their new roommate. Graeme bit his tongue and spun on his heel, leaving the lazy man in his huffy wake and heading towards the door. He took an extra moment to comb his long, elegant fingers through his luscious black curls before going for the doorknob, pulling it open with a swift tug. His took in the newcomer's appearance with one sweeping glance of his glaciate eyes before his angular features arranged themselves into a pleasing and welcoming smile. "Hello," he said, his voice as warm as his eyes. "I'm Graeme. You must be Lucien?" He was glad to finally have a face to put with the voice he'd heard over the phone, and carefully noted the other man's appearance having a penchant for beautiful things; his eyes lingered on the gaudy necklace for a second longer than was usual. He stepped aside to allow him inside, but not before going for one of the bags at Lucien's feet.

"Please, allow me to help you with your things." He glanced over his shoulder. "Kail?" he called, sounding forever like an irritated mother or a tired wife, despite his careful effort to appear cool and aloof.

Lucian looked over to the man that answered the door, smiling at him as he looked the man over "Yeah, I'm Lucian. Nice to finally meet you Graeme." He picked up his other bags and walked into the house, looking around and noticing the man on the couch drawing and walked over to him to see what he was drawing. "Hi, I'm Lucian." Kucian was interested in drawing himself, but all his drawings were fantasy style. Dragons, wizards and stuff like that. He also loved cooking for other people so if the others didn't like to cook it would be a perfect setup for him and he'd be willing to cook the meals everyday.

 

[Kitteh]

"Yo," Kail muttered, not looking up to greet his new roommate's eyes with his own. "Name's Kail."

With the man now hovering over him, his inspiration to continue his work was suddenly lost, and he closed the sketchpad and got up from the couch. He tucked his hands in his pockets awkwardly, not knowing exactly what to say. He wasn't exactly a man of many words, as it were.

 

[Nikolai]

Graeme watched their interaction as he moved across the living area upon gently closing the front door, setting the suitcase just inside the door of the bedroom Lucien would be sleeping in. He rolled his eyes at Kail's unfriendly greeting but made no effort to chastise him, instead directing some conversation at the newcomer. "You'll have a room to yourself, like I mentioned, and I'll be right over there." He nods in the direction of his own room, his arms crossed over his chest offhandedly. He was always conscious of the way he held his body so he kept his long-fingered hands tastefully splayed even as his hands were tucked beneath his arms. Graeme watched Lucian intently, looking for a moment like a hungry wildcat eying his prey, feasting upon his movements, his eyes following the folds in the shiny fabric of his crimson shirt.

"So," he began passively, already out of conversation topics, "Did you come a long way? You can get settled if you'd like, or we can get some take out if you're hungry after your trip."

 

[Lucian Luna]

Graeme watched their interaction as he moved across the living area upon gently closing the front door, setting the suitcase just inside the door of the bedroom Lucien would be sleeping in. He rolled his eyes at Kail's unfriendly greeting but made no effort to chastise him, instead directing some conversation at the newcomer. "You'll have a room to yourself, like I mentioned, and I'll be right over there." He nods in the direction of his own room, his arms crossed over his chest offhandedly. He was always conscious of the way he held his body so he kept his long-fingered hands tastefully splayed even as his hands were tucked beneath his arms. Graeme watched Lucian intently, looking for a moment like a hungry wildcat eying his prey, feasting upon his movements, his eyes following the folds in the shiny fabric of his crimson shirt.

"So," he began passively, already out of conversation topics, "Did you come a long way? You can get settled if you'd like, or we can get some take out if you're hungry after your trip."

"yeah it was a pretty long trip. take out? Wouldn't you rather eat something made at home? I tend to like my cooking better than any take out. Ok, I'll go unpack. Whatever take out you guys think is good I guess I'll try at least once so wahtever you want to eat. " He carried his bag to his room so he could start to unpack and the necklace may be gaudy, but every Luna family member had one, specially made for them when they are born. Lucian had several others in his bag, depending on what color outfit he wore. The rest was clothes which he hung in the closet, putting the pendants on the dresser in the room. He also pulled out a drawing pad and several pencils, some regular and some colored. Along with some pictures he drew. One was a picture of a wizard in blue robe and hat that resembled merlin. Another was a red sragon and a third was a castle with the knights in training around it. He put these on the dresser until he could find a tack to hang them up.

 

[Kitteh]

Kail smirked as Lucian made his way into his new room to unpack his belongings. With a vicious and predatory gleam in his eye, he suddenly advanced on his best friend, pinning him against the nearest wall--as close to the other bedroom as possible with the intention of letting Lucian hear him. He grinned wildly at Graeme, then without further hesitation, sealed the gap between their lips in a searing and dominating kiss. He groped Graeme's shoulders as he did so, instigating the other man to play along in his folly.

 

[Nikolai]

Grey eyes flashing like steel, Graeme stiffened against the kiss, untangling his arms awkwardly. His lips were unyielding, annoyance radiating off of him in waves. He pushed against Kail's shoulders, breaking the contact in an almost frantic manner.

He gritted his teeth and set his pretty mouth in an unamused slant, dark brows furrowed deeply. "What are you doing?" he hissed. His breath came a bit harder as a result of the sudden advance, but Kail's forcefulness didn't make him nervous. The idea he was uncomfortable with was Lucien walking in on them or hearing something he shouldn't. It wasn't in their best interests to scare him off yet, before he'd paid a single month's rent.

Graeme nodded his head towards the door to Lucien's bedroom. "Knock it off! We can't really afford to scare him off, okay? Stop being so rude, he hasn't done anything wrong." The last bit he spoke in a more pleading manner, begging his understanding for their situation.

EDIT: Just realized his name is 'Lucian' and not 'Lucien'. Sorry about that!

 

[Lucian Luna]

Grey eyes flashing like steel, Graeme stiffened against the kiss, untangling his arms awkwardly. His lips were unyielding, annoyance radiating off of him in waves. He pushed against Kail's shoulders, breaking the contact in an almost frantic manner.

He gritted his teeth and set his pretty mouth in an unamused slant, dark brows furrowed deeply. "What are you doing?" he hissed. His breath came a bit harder as a result of the sudden advance, but Kail's forcefulness didn't make him nervous. The idea he was uncomfortable with was Lucien walking in on them or hearing something he shouldn't. It wasn't in their best interests to scare him off yet, before he'd paid a single month's rent.

Graeme nodded his head towards the door to Lucien's bedroom. "Knock it off! We can't really afford to scare him off, okay? Stop being so rude, he hasn't done anything wrong." The last bit he spoke in a more pleading manner, begging his understanding for their situation.

EDIT: Just realized his name is 'Lucian' and not 'Lucien'. Sorry about that!

(no problem. Used to people misspelling his name)

Lucian finished unpacking his stuff. he removed the pendant he had on aorund his neck and laid it on the dresser with the others. The last thing he removed fom his pack was a stack of books. Some of the classics, but also the whole Dark jewels series. These went on a side table next to the bed. He looked around the room, satisfied how it looked, then walked back out to see what the other two where going to do for food. He was carrying his sketch pad and drawing pencils with him. He wasn't at all shocked at what he saw when he walked out. Before now he lived with his brother and they threw some wild parties. He was used to stuff like that.

 

[Kitteh]

Kail seemed a bit hurt by the request to stop; it was as if he had been rejected by the love of his life. Almost. He was very offended that Graeme was apparently not turned on by his advances. "What the hell, asshole!" he backed away, arms crossed. "Fuck you, then!" He turned to walk away, fuming.

 

[Nikolai]

"Kail-"

His usually level tenor was highlighted with an undertone of need and desperation.

Graeme, fueled mysteriously by his friend's uncharacteristically offended reaction, reached out and grabbed Kail by his apron, completely unaware of Lucian's presence. The dark-haired male yanked Kail towards him, pressing his mouth to Kail's in a very aggressive manner, his lips begging his tongue's entry into his friend's warm mouth. His body flamed, radiating waves of passion.

He ceased his attack as suddenly and mysteriously as he had begun it. He released his apron, taking a backwards step with a smug smile on his beautiful face. His eyes flickered towards Lucian and his face colored momentarily in embarrassment, but he cleared his throat and turned his face away to conserve his composure.

 

[Lucian Luna]

"Kail-"

His usually level tenor was highlighted with an undertone of need and desperation.

Graeme, fueled mysteriously by his friend's uncharacteristically offended reaction, reached out and grabbed Kail by his apron, completely unaware of Lucian's presence. The dark-haired male yanked Kail towards him, pressing his mouth to Kail's in a very aggressive manner, his lips begging his tongue's entry into his friend's warm mouth. His body flamed, radiating waves of passion.

He ceased his attack as suddenly and mysteriously as he had begun it. He released his apron, taking a backwards step with a smug smile on his beautiful face. His eyes flickered towards Lucian and his face colored momentarily in embarrassment, but he cleared his throat and turned his face away to conserve his composure.

Lucian watched them for a second and just shakes his head "Don't mind me, it's nothing I haven't seen before." He smiles when he notices the man's embarrassment, but doesn't comment about it. " I was just wondering what you had planed for dinner."

 

[Serisu]

A quick knock sounded on the door, and then the sound of a key clicking in the lock. The door opened quickly (to prevent Graeme or Kail from shoving it back closed) and a feminine man entered with a smile. His hair was auburn in color, his eyes a dazzling array of colors, mostly green and brown with a few golden flecks. His skin was pale, but not grossly so. "Gray, Kail! Good evening!" He declared, his voice girlish and musical in pitch. "I heard you had a new roommate, and I wanted to check it out!" He closed the door and removed his jacket, not surprised to not have been greeted at the door. After all, he had only texted his two friends a few seconds before about his visit.

 

[Kitteh]

Kail made no attempt to stop Graeme's supple lips from crashing upon his own. In fact, he welcomed it with gratitude. He responded positively by crudely prodding his tongue roughly back into the other male, happily taking control of the kiss. It was his way to take control of everything. Especially matters of a carnal nature.

"What the hell is he doing here?" Kail quietly whispered to his passionate friend, sounding as bored as ever. "Not Gaydrian again. What the fuck. Why is he always coming over whenever he damn well pleases?"

Then his attention was again turned to Graeme completely as he whispered seductively in his ear. "I really wanted to fuck, Graeme. You're such a fucking tease."

Kail was mostly angered because now he was feeling the all-too familiar tightening in the fabric of his crotch; he was nowhere near finished with Graeme yet. He wanted more. And he wanted it now. He didn't care who was watching. As long as it wasn't Adrian. It was going to be a very long night.

 

[Nikolai]

He put a hand on Kail's chest, his manicured fingers splayed seductively against the stretchy material of his t-shirt; however, the press of his palm was forceful, clearing saying 'not now'. A tease indeed, though the feeling of Kail's breath on his ear had more impact on him than he would like to admit, even to himself. He composed himself, dusted his curly locks from his cheek with a hand that trembled, though obviously not from fear.

"Its so nice to see you Adrian. Couldn't you have warned us you were coming?"

He turned to Adrian with a look of resigned disapproval, the occurrence though familiar, an annoyance. Adrian was one of their best friends, friendly and attractive, but also very forward in his blatant homosexuality. When Graeme had forgotten his key in Adrian's dorm, he had responded by not only returning it to its owner but making a copy for himself despite Graeme's reproachfulness. The gesture of his hand in Lucian's direction was an elegant sweep of his fingers, his other hand sliding from Kail's chest in a deliberately erotic manner. 'Lucian, Adrian. Adrian, Lucian." He peered at Adrian quizzically, unsure of what else to say, sensing an air of awkwardness.

 

[Lucian Luna]

He put a hand on Kail's chest, his manicured fingers splayed seductively against the stretchy material of his t-shirt; however, the press of his palm was forceful, clearing saying 'not now'. A tease indeed, though the feeling of Kail's breath on his ear had more impact on him than he would like to admit, even to himself. He composed himself, dusted his curly locks from his cheek with a hand that trembled, though obviously not from fear.

"Its so nice to see you Adrian. Couldn't you have warned us you were coming?"

He turned to Adrian with a look of resigned disapproval, the occurrence though familiar, an annoyance. Adrian was one of their best friends, friendly and attractive, but also very forward in his blatant homosexuality. When Graeme had forgotten his key in Adrian's dorm, he had responded by not only returning it to its owner but making a copy for himself despite Graeme's reproachfulness. The gesture of his hand in Lucian's direction was an elegant sweep of his fingers, his other hand sliding from Kail's chest in a deliberately erotic manner. 'Lucian, Adrian. Adrian, Lucian." He peered at Adrian quizzically, unsure of what else to say, sensing an air of awkwardness.

Lucian looks over as the door opens and someone else walks in the house. he then watches the reactions of his roommates. This might prove interesting. "Hi Adrian, nice to meet you." He then waits for the other person to respond while still watching the other two.

 

[Serisu]

Adrian stood there, a look of dissatisfaction on his face. "Aah, nice to meet you Lucian." With that, he turned to his two friends and rose his eyebrows. "Now what have I interrupted?" He asked with a giggle. "And, besides, I did warn you! I texted you. And it's nice to see you, too, Kail. Rude." He laughed.

 

[Kitteh]

Adrian stood there, a look of dissatisfaction on his face. "Aah, nice to meet you Lucian." With that, he turned to his two friends and rose his eyebrows. "Now what have I interrupted?" He asked with a giggle. "And, besides, I did warn you! I texted you. And it's nice to see you, too, Kail. Rude." He laughed.

Kail shrugged without care, but then a sly smirk came upon his face. "I'll gladly forgive you if you join us?" He beckoned Adrian with a finger in his direction. "Come on, baby."

 

[Nikolai]

Graeme ignored both comments regarding the closeness between him and Kail.

"We were making plans for dinner, actually."

 

[Lucian Luna]

Graeme ignored both comments regarding the closeness between him and Kail.

"We were making plans for dinner, actually."

Lucian leaned against the wall and watched the three. He turned to Graeme when he mentioned dinner. "I can cook dinner if you want. What all do you guys have in the kitchen in the line of food stuff."

 

[Serisu]

"Oh, Kail, don't be so vulgar!" Adrian cackled, putting a hand to his mouth.

"Cook?" He asked, incredulously. "I say we go to a bar!" He seemed to have forgotten that he was not invited to the home, and he wasn't invited to eat dinner with them either.

 

[Kitteh]

Kail crudely leaned over and grabbed Graeme's naughty bits--rather roughly, to be honest. His husky breath could be felt on Graeme's ear shortly before he pointedly licked it gently. Kail never was one to give up, nor take 'no' for an answer. No way in hell. To prove this point, Kail now firmly nipped the outer shell of his ear.

 

[Nikolai]

He was torn. It had been forever since he had a home-cooked meal and equally long since he'd been to a bar. Being single was a bore, but his last serious partner had left scares that left him hesitant to invest himself in another relationship.

"Well... Why don't we let Lucian decide for us? He is our guest." After he said it, he realized that technically Adrian was their guest and Lucian was more permanent, but before he could correct himself, Kail assaulted his crotch roughly with his hand, and his moist tongue flicked against his sensitive ear. Regretting having initiated the attention, he attempted to ignore the boner it gave him, despite his sex responding to the touch through the rough material of his slacks. He uttered a sound that was between a pleasured moan and one of disapproval, his hand seeking Kail's wrist. He wrapped his long fingers around his arm and squeeze it firmly, growling in his ear, "Kaaail!"

He rolled his eyes helplessly towards Adrian, begging intervention with raised brows, his teeth gritted against the moan threatened to rip from his throat.