Pretty woman~ w/ marmorite

[the_tailor]

((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.

Comments

[the_tailor]

Merman. I'm not wearing a seashell bra.

[He teases, but... Lance is very clearly happy at the compliment.]

Thanks, though.

[marmorite]

You could though. You could pull it off.

[ and also literally... pull it off.


(calm down keith you are in a family place) ]

[the_tailor]

[Keith pls. Control your thirst until after dinner, at least.]

Weeeeeell.... I mean, you're not wrong. I could pull off a heck of a lot of things.

[Wink.

...control your thirst too, Lance.]

[marmorite]

I bet.

[ did keith's voice just get a little lower? jesus. let's all just take a moment to remember that this is the same man who had so staunchly refused lance's offer for sex when they first met those two nights ago. rest in peace, wherever that man is now.

so maybe it's a good thing their waitress returns with their meals because, jesus. keith has to forcibly drag his eyes away from the other man, reaching over to take a considerable gulp of his water. ]

[the_tailor]

[O-oh. Lance definitely notices that slight deepening of Keith's voice. Hello, slight turn on. Thankfully he doesn't pop a boner or anything--he's got some self control, thank you very much--but still.

Yeah. Keith better be inviting him up for coffee later.

He takes a gulp of his own water before thanking the waitress, and starts to tuck into his food. It might just be a pasta dish, but it's a really good pasta dish. Considering Lance's normal diet, this is practically gourmet eating. He can't help but give a little moan of satisfaction after the first bite.]

Oh, maaaaan. This is good.

[marmorite]

You're pretty easy to impress.

[ it's strange how keith's mood flip-flops easily between arousal (how's he supposed to react when lance moans like that? already, his mind wonders how he'd sound in other situations—) and fondness because, really, he's never met anyone who's so genuine in something as simple as their enjoyment of food. keith's own diet isn't anything to shake a stick at, living like a broke college student without the college part, but food had always been more of a necessity than a luxury to him. like sleeping, it was just something you had to do.

so he's smiling faintly around a forkful of his own pasta, and he's content to let them lapse into some silence so lance can eat without interruption. ]

[the_tailor]

Mmgh... Maybe a little.

[He smiles at him before delving right back into his food. Happy Lance is happy, okay. He keeps up some light chatter, though the two of them are also pretty focused on their food. Simple pleasures, really.

By the time they're done, Lance is leaning back in his chair, practically boneless.]

That...was soooooo tasty.

[marmorite]

[ keith actually chuckles, if you can believe that. there's a smaller menu that'd been tucked into the corner that he reaches for now, waving it towards lance with a quirked brow and smirk. ]

Are you too full for dessert?

[the_tailor]

Heck no. I can take a lot.

[He's talking about food... Just about food...really!]

[marmorite]

[ EVEN IF HE IS, keith's brow arches just a little higher anyway because... yeah his mind definitely doesn't go to food at first. lawd, how are they gonna make it through the movie at this rate.

he hands the menu over anyway. ]

Go wild.

[the_tailor]

[It's going to be hard.

Making it through the movie, that is. Nothing else. Of course not. Why would it be anything else.......

Lance doesn't go wild with his pick (Keith is paying, and he's not taking advantage, okay!), but settles on a slice of chocolate cake. Because chocolate is awesome. He hands back the menu afterward.]

My sweet tooth is going to cry of happiness. I've been neglecting the poor thing.

[marmorite]

[ keith, meanwhile, settles for a slice of key lime pie. while the waitress goes and get them their sweets, he folds his arms over the table and leans forward just a bit, lifting his brows. ]

So would you say I'd be your first... in a while?

[the_tailor]

You're going to have to be a little more clear on that, cutie.

[He grins, leaning in a little himself. How is Keith so cute and yet sexy at the same time. Unfair.]

[marmorite]

[ he grins, a slow movement that just pulls at the corner of his lips. ]

Date, of course.

[ but that much he'd already known. ]

And bringer of sweets, I guess.

[the_tailor]

Right on both. I haven't been on a real date in, uhh... Man, how long's it been? Two years? My poor heart's just been starving.

[It tru tho. Lance is a romantic at heart, and he really missed being able to go out on dates. But it's not really something he can do in his line of work. It's not fair to the other person, really, if they don't know what they're getting into... Plus there's the whole thing with him constantly striking out regardless.]

[marmorite]

Two years?

[ it sounds unfathomable to keith. lance is good-looking, charming, and definitely a go-getter... hell, keith himself had had a date just a couple of months ago!

...it didn't end well or anything, but still. ]

Guess I gotta make it extra special then.

[the_tailor]

[Tell that to all the girls that reject him! Actually, don't. You've got his full attention, Keith.]

You don't really have to try too hard, honest! It's already special.

[marmorite]

[ keith scoffs, leaning back to gesture around them. ]

What, discount Olive Garden?

[the_tailor]

I don't think you can get much more "discount" than Olive Garden. Seriously, though, this place is nice, but it's special because you actually chose to ask me out on the date.

[Silly man.]

[marmorite]

[ the look on keith's face clearly means he still doesn't get it, but he also doesn't really look like he'll push for much more.

not when the waitress is returning with their desserts, at least. ]

Is chocolate your favorite?

[the_tailor]

[It's good that your clueless face is so ridiculously adorable, Keith.

Lance nods eagerly as he picks up his fork.]

Yep! Chocolate anything, really. You name it, I'll probably put it in my mouth.

[...okay maybe the innuendo was a bit conscious there but whatever, he has a sense of humor and he can't help it. Lance just grins before starting to eat the cake.]

[marmorite]

[ keith just rolls his eyes in response, but there's a fond smile tugging at his lips. he tucks into his own slice, enjoying the tang that comes from the lime. definitely a nice palette cleanser.

when he finishes, he's already fishing out his wallet to pay in cash (of course), with a pretty generous tip. ]

The theater's not too far away. Wanna just walk? We got some time before the movie starts.

[the_tailor]

Yeah, I could definitely walk some of this food off. Otherwise you're going to have to end up rolling me around.

[Once they're all done, he stands up, holding his hand out to Keith. Yep, he loves holding hands.]

[marmorite]

[ oh... guess they're doing that already. keith only looks visibly uncomfortable for a few seconds before he reaches out to take that hand...

had he always been wearing fingerless gloves?? what a freak. ]

It's only a block away. It won't be much of an exercise.

[ which is... not the point, but gj inadvertently calling him fat, keith. ]

[the_tailor]

[Keith, pls...........

And wow at those gloves, Keith. Such Hot Topic, so edgy. Lance gives a little eyeroll of his own, tangling their fingers together and tugging him along.]

The point still stands!