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 Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 5:27 pm
Paris was pleased by Senri's response to the revelation. True, keeping it going longer would have been preferable, but attaining intrigue instead of anger or revulsion was quite satisfactory. The situation could have played out much differently, and though Paris expected he would have to work harder to have any hope of getting anywhere Senri now, he was at least thankful not to have to deal with anyone's explosive temper. He was always adding to the collection of reactions his habits received -- sometimes indignation, sometimes loathing, and sometimes, if he was lucky, desire or, at the very least, an increased curiosity.
He could work with curiosity and vague interest.
"I would have told you when you needed to know," he said, keeping his smile in place as they continued to dance. He wasn't put off by Senri's response to his inquiry at all. He still felt secure in his ability to entice. "You'd be surprised how often I do this. Or maybe you wouldn't. You're not as dumb as most guys. I should have known that right away."
It was a minor mistake, but not one that couldn't be fixed. He'd been in this position a few times before.
"But guys like them," Paris said, motioning over the his previous companions, "they're too thick to realize. They see something pretty enough in a skirt and they'll go for it without thinking. I don't think any of them had figured it out yet. They're the type I'd have to tell at the last minute, unless they managed to get one of their hands up my skirt."
He had to admit, it wasn't always a smart idea playing these sorts of games. Certain people didn't always react so peacefully. But it was fun, and until something happened to convince him otherwise, he'd continue to do it.
"So," he began, shifting just the slightest bit closer -- tempting but nonthreatening. "You wanna give it a try? I can show you if you're curious."
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 2:13 am
Paris would decide when? Senri quirked an eyebrow, not used to other people making decisions for him. He found it distinctly annoying, it was unlikely that Senri would accept a subservient role. "As much as I enjoyed your little act," Senri drawled, "I believe I mentioned that I preferred girls." Preferred wasn't the correct word as it was the fact that Senri would only take women into his bed. He had no interest in exploring the other side of the closet, even if Paris was there. "Although I'm sure that you convinced many males to change teams."
He felt Paris press in closer, inviting him into something more. Unfortunately, he had no intention of taking it up. For now, Senri liked his confidence. However, Senri could imagine the reactions of others -- Paris would have to be careful with who he pulled this stunt with, his confidence could easily lead to provoking others.
"Even though you're offering me a a tempting invitation.." The song, and by extension the dance drew to an end as they veered towards the side of the dance floor. Senri released Paris, feeling his phone vibrate in the pocket of his jacket. Hm? He suspected the contents of that message, and sighed. It had been rather unexpected..Well, it was time to take his leave.
He gently pushed Paris away, "I'll have to decline." Unfortunately, Senri wasn't curious in the manner that Paris would have liked. He was as straight as they came. "However, if we meet again.." Senri fingers caught several strands of Paris's hair, rubbing it between his fore finger and thumb, "Let us do something interesting again." Even though Senri hadn't found a woman to accompany him tonight, the night had been equally interesting with Paris as a partner for a brief while.
But he had to leave. "Don't get caught by idiots." Paris could go to some second-rate male for an outlet for his sexual frustration, but honestly, it would be a waste for the young male. Not that it damaged Senri any. He left with a casual wave tossed behind his shoulder, having to take care of the bill and his exit afterwards.
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