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insideoflight2018-05-03 04:53 pm
the_tailor) wrote in insideoflight2018-05-03 04:53 pm
Pretty woman~ w/ marmorite
((ooc: continuation of this!))
[Going back to his usual nights had been a bummer, to say the least. Sure, Lance was used to it, but he couldn't get the boy he met out of his head. In a way, it was kind of nice to at least have someone to fantasize about to make things a little easier to deal with, though he felt bad about using his image like that. But you gotta do what you gotta do in a business like this.
It isn't long, though, before their date night comes up. Lance has spent all evening working on making himself look good. Not his usual hooker-y flashiness, but just...good. Casual but still a little sexy. His jeans are tight enough to be a second skin, and his top shows off his broad shoulders and a little bit of stomach when he bends just the right way. He puts on the lightest bit of makeup, just to bring out his eyes. By the time he's done, his phone buzzes, and--oh. Keith's already here. He quickly pulls on his boots, grabbing his wallet before eagerly heading down the stairs of his building.
When he sees Keith on his bike, he heads over, taking no time in giving him a kiss on the cheek to greet him.]
Missed you, Keithy Keith.
[Going back to his usual nights had been a bummer, to say the least. Sure, Lance was used to it, but he couldn't get the boy he met out of his head. In a way, it was kind of nice to at least have someone to fantasize about to make things a little easier to deal with, though he felt bad about using his image like that. But you gotta do what you gotta do in a business like this.
It isn't long, though, before their date night comes up. Lance has spent all evening working on making himself look good. Not his usual hooker-y flashiness, but just...good. Casual but still a little sexy. His jeans are tight enough to be a second skin, and his top shows off his broad shoulders and a little bit of stomach when he bends just the right way. He puts on the lightest bit of makeup, just to bring out his eyes. By the time he's done, his phone buzzes, and--oh. Keith's already here. He quickly pulls on his boots, grabbing his wallet before eagerly heading down the stairs of his building.
When he sees Keith on his bike, he heads over, taking no time in giving him a kiss on the cheek to greet him.]
Missed you, Keithy Keith.