Vampire Hunter School Thinger

Drake smiled softly, glad that Salem was such a nice creature. He felt another soft blush heat his cheeks, and hs gently returned the kiss. "Alright.." he said softly. "Just tell me where it is and when, and I'll be there." He exhaled, leaning into the stroking the cross was doing. "Oh really? Haha, well, I'll bring cookies?" He chuckled softly, before clearing his throat and returning to business mode. "Would you like help with your pants as well?" He smirked, fangs gleaming.

"Just bring yourself," Salem whispered, leaning up to lick Drake gently. He smiled faintly at the male's suggestion, "I think that's a good idea," he agreed, swallowing a hard lump in his throat as he did so.

"Mm, alright~" he said softly, pressing himself into the lick. "I'm known to have those every once in a while.." He chuckled, scooting back so that he could begin to remove Salem's pants with his mouth. He made it look easy, unbuttoning and unzipping. His eyes gained a mischevious gleam as he lowered his head once more, teeth gripping the crotch of his pants now. He was careful, making sure all he had was denim, before biting down and tugging until the male's pants were all the way off and he was on his knees on the floor. "Hehe.."

Salem watched Drake, a brow rose slightly as he watched the young man, "That's quite a talent, Drake," he commented, touching the man's face, he licked his lips softly, unsure of what exactly he wanted. Hm.

"Heh, I have many 'talents'.." he assured, smirking. He remained at the foot of the bed, head rested in his hands. "Top or bottom?" he asked softly. "Or oral?" Drake blinked for a moment, wondering what Salem would pick.

"Can we start off with some oral, and escalate from there?" Salem asked curiously, pulling a pillow under his head as he looked down at Drake.

"Whatever you want." he said simply, crawling onto the bed somewhat. He wrapped his lips around Salem's length, taking it all in with no hesitation. It was then that he began to suck, working like a pro, which he probably was at this rate. His hands moved to grip the man's hips and he had at him, showing no mercy with his mouth and tongue.

Salem lifted himself onto one elbow, "No, no, that's not how I want it," he said, a slight blush on cheeks, "Scoot your hips around up here," he requested, stroking Drake's face.

(Bed now. Night love. :3)

Drake rose a brow, slowly slipping his mouth away so that he could move himself the way Salem wanted. Interesting choice, he thought to himself. He playfully nipped the male's thigh before returning to his fun, watching Salem curiously for a few moments before focusing on pleasuring him.

(Good night. ^^)

Salem easily adjusted himself in such a way that he was able to suck the other man's member. He once more used his elbow for a little leverage, his eyes slipping shut as he happily sucked away.

(*Awake again*)

(I think I'll make that guy Maddox I have art for from forever ago a character... I'll age him like twenty years so he looks middle aged and he'll be Remy's old master, a master of many arts. *muse*)

(Some Sage art I had commissioned:

https://2img.net/h/oi25.tinypic.com/atqi46.png

She looks younger and less developed in it, so I came to the decision that it's young Sage. xD)

Drake gave a soft grunt, apparently used to doing all the work around the strip club. He ran his hand up the other man's thigh, pressing his hips forward while he pleasured Salem in return.

(Awesome. ^^
Heh. XD)

(That's really cute. :3)

Salem sighed a little in relief, his mouth latched to the other man as his head bobbed gently.

(May fall asleep again. I have no say in this. xD)

Drake continued to lightly stroke Salem's thigh as he sucked away, eyes slipping shut as he began to feel quite relaxed. It was odd, he thought for a moment, that he actually felt comfortable. The man whore smiled ever so faintly as he worked.

(xDD Kay.)

Salem swallowed as much of Drake as he could possibly mouth. He slowly moved one hand to Drake's ass, pulling him gently closer to himself while he enjoyed the young man.

(How old are Jem and Drake? O-o)

Drake mirrored Salem, giving his ass a good squeeze as he did so. "Mmf.." he murmured somehow, apparently as if to say " 's good ".

(Did ya want to ff or something?)

(... Younger than Salem? XD

I dunno. xD)

Salem's chest heaved a little as he pleasured the other man, wondering if the man whore enjoyed what he did for a living. Hm.

(Mmk. Choice is yours. P:)

(XDD I honestly don't know. D: XDDDD)

(Mmk, well, would posting Drake just laying on the bed be ok? XD)

(Wellllll then. They are young, for dragons. XD)

(Yeah, thas fine.)

(XDDD Mmk.)

Drake wiped his sweaty brow on the back of his hand, resting his head on his pillow and slowly shutting his pretty eyes. He exhaled softly and shifted. That had been awesome, he thought to himself. Salem had made him feel.. good. Not like the whore he was. His eyes slipped open once more and he looked to the hybrid, wondering if he would be leaving now. He.. didn't want him to go, but hell, he was still at work.. and Salem probably had other things to do.. He had come to a strip club, afterall. But then again, he'd asked him to come to his appartment sometime. "S.. Salem.." he murmured, somewhat out of breath. "Why'd you pick me?"

The half breed opened his eyes as he heard his name, his head turning the slightest to face Drake, he shifted a little where he lay, "You just seemed... Like you didn't want to be where you were. I thought maybe you'd prefer to be back here, then to deal with the evil eye that man was giving you," he pointed out, brow arched a little, "Why do you ask?"

Drake shut his eyes again, running a hand through his hair. "Oh.." he whispered, slowly rolling onto his stomach and pulling his pillow under his head again. "I was just curious.." he assured, nuzzling the object. He'd also thought he was special for a moment, but he now realized that he really wasn't. "I'm glad.. you came to the bar.." he whispered softly.

"You don't seem that glad right now," Salem pointed out as he sat himself up on the bed, rubbing at the back of his neck slightly with his left hand, he soon looked down at Drake, "Did my answer not please you?"

"No, no, I'm glad.. you made me feel a lot better.. My life has been shit lately, and I felt happy tonight for the first time in a while.." he exhaled softly. "I just.. It's interesting to think that if I hadn't been acting this way, you probably wouldn't have even met me tonight." He reopened his eyes. "It's a shame that it was here, though.. that this is my profession.. I would've loved to have met outside of here, you know?"

"Well, that's why I invited you to my home, Drake. If you like, we could pretend tonight never happened, and just start from there," he suggested, ruffling the man's hair fondly as he did so, "And you could always quit working here and be a bartender somewhere where you wont be an object."

".. It is..?" he asked, slowly sitting up, masking the ache his tired body now felt. "I.. I'd like that.." He smiled, leaning into the man's touch and nuzzling his hand. "Yeah.. but I've been working here for so long... I.. Eh." He frowned, looking away for a moment. "I'd rather run a clothing store.. I'm sick of serving booze.. done enough of it to last a long time." He chuckled softly, eyes flickering as he leaned in to press a gentle kiss to Salem's face.

Salem draped an arm around Drake's shoulders, "Then do whatever it is that makes you happy," he suggested, once more running his fingers through Drake's hair. He returned the kiss the other man gave him, gently pressing his nose to the other man's cheek.

(Nyeah, I gotta go. See ya later. x_x)

Drake nodded softly, fingers gently running over Salem's flesh, as if he was enchanted by the feel. He leaned into his touch again, purring some. "You're so sweet.." he murmured again, resting a hand on the hybrid's cheek as he was kissed. "I love it.."

(Byes~ <3)

Salem smiled a little at the dragon, "Yeah?" He asked, considering it for a moment, he soon simply shrugged his shoulders, "I suppose I am," he commented, stretching out his wings.

Drake nodded softly, a soft laugh slipping past his lips. He glanced to his clock, frowning at the time. "I.. I have to get back out there.. at least earn tonight's pay.." He rubbed his face, rising on slightly weak legs. He pulled his pants on, sighing softly. "Sorry.."

(MMy computer is fucked again. :/)