One Time LA Performance (Tag: Eli)

[thomas]

There Thomas was, behind the curtains awaiting to do his performance, when he came to LA he agreed to do one performance, sure it was going to be a cover of a horrible song but it seemed to make sense now, he needed to be someone’s muse, he hasn’t been feeling as strong as before, so right about now he could really use the adoration and a performance tonight may be a good place to start looking. He stood there, microphone in hand, his button up shirt with the top two buttons open, showing a bit of his chest, he jeans tight, just not too tight to hurt his members as the curtains went up and the melody of the Bloodhound Gang’s “The Bad Touch” started to play and Thomas slowly started moving his right leg, slightly stomping his heel to the melody as the crowd screams in excitement and he raises his head and starts to sing the lyrics to the mysteriously awful successful song.

“Ha-Ha! Well now, we call this the act of mating”
“But there are several other very important differences”
“Between human beings and animals that you should know about”
“I'd appreciate your input”

“Sweat baby sweat baby sex is a Texas drought”
“Me and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about”
“So put your hands down my pants and I'll bet you'll feel nuts”

As Thomas sang that line, he was already off the stage and seductively seducing this blond haired starlet with his amazing stripper like dancing skills as he toke her hand and slowly guided it down his chest almost nearing his crotch as he let go of her hand and the girl screamed in excitement and he winked at her and then he continued to do a few dancing moves in the middle of the floor before making his way towards another slightly tanned guy, who seemed rather interested in his performance as he got up close and personal with the guy, leaning his back against the guys chest, getting as close as possible to the guy, grinding all up on his crotch as he continues singing his song.

“You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals”
“So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel”
“Do it again now”
“You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals”
“So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel”
“Gettin' horny now”

Thomas playfully pushed the guy away as he danced to the melody, where no singing was required and the crowd continued cheering him on as he continued scouting the room for more potential people he could be their muse. He continued singing the song as his eyes scouted the room, sending some winks to some fan girls who were going crazy for his performance, which was oddly enticing. He then noticed a big eyed burnet dancing rather seductively as he slowly jammed to the melody and singing and made his way toward her as everyone in the crowd just seemed to be staring at him in adoration. He then slowly made his way behind the girl singing kind of in her ear as she didn’t waste no time on grinding onto him.


“Love the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket”
“Like the lost catacombs of Egypt only God knows where we stuck it”
“Hieroglyphics? Let me be Pacific I wanna be down in your South Seas”
“But I got this notion that the motion of your ocean means "Small Craft Advisory"
“So if I capsize on your thighs high tide, B-5 you sunk my battleship”
“Please turn me on I'm Mister Coffee with an automatic drip”

In between his lyrics he moved away from the young girl as he continued singing, not skipping a beat as he continued dancing in the club as everyone clapped and cheered him on and then he noticed a blond hear stallion not to far by, seemed a little troubled a bit confused, the perfect victim he thought. He made his way towards the guy, seductively dancing, though this might be a bit trickier, he was seated near the bar. But Thomas was a skillful feller, he danced his way towards the guy as he made his way on his lap, he sat down on his lap and grabbed the guys available hand and then slowly put it onto his chest and helped him open up his next two buttons of his shirt as he sang to the guy, looking into his eyes.

“You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals”
“So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel”
“Do it again now”
“You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals”
“So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel”
“Gettin' horny now”

Thomas then got of the guy’s lap and winked at him as he made his way back towards the stage, it was the last parts of his song and he just had to continue repeating the same lines over and over again anyways, he hopped onto the stage as he danced a bit while singing and finally removing the final button of his shirt as he stood on stage with his shirt wide open, revealing his abs for the whole world to see. As the song came to an end as he posed for the crowd and they all cheered for him, as he smiled and raised his hand thanking everyone. The DJ put back on the club music as Thomas hoped off the stage and made his way towards the bar, trying to button up his shirt, he sat next to the blond haired stallion he saw earlier and practically gave a lap dance as he smiled at him while trying to button up his shirt.

“Can I have a whiskey on the rocks please?” He said to the bartender as he turned to face the guy and put on his most charming smile and tried to make small talk with him. “So, you enjoyed the show” he said with a smile as the bartender put his drink onto the bar and Thomas took out a twenty dollar bill and paid with him it, and told him to keep the change, for a shot that was probably three times less than what he paid.

[ELI VINCENT DIASTONE]

A double book? Seriously? Everyone knew that even fortnight it was "Broken-Hearted Bastards" at LA Fever. It was a bunch of college kids cutting loose at the club, and listening to rock music by their local college sex band. That was kinda the theme for the night, or what Eli planned. But they would have to wait because some visiting act was in town and the club owner; Tony, decided to take them up since they were in the city. It was stupid! Okay, see, Eli didn't freak about things like this. Something was definitely up, and you didn't have to be a cupid to see this. With Axel 'changed', life plans and the fact that he had won a record deal as an independent performer in San Francisco from the Battle of the Bands, things were kind of - full on. His life was kind on a tipsy turvey on the verge of a tipped demise at the moment, so his level headed focus was in the band at the moment since - apparently - he was leaving. But before they ended, he wanted to try something a little - risky for the night. No, he won't be fucking on the stage. But had a song lined up from a great sex icon in modern music. Just stay tuned.

When it was starting up, he was at the bar. Eli turned when he heard the crowd start to get excited. What was it? A fucking circus! But looking on stage, he saw him. At first when the music started, it kind of verged on clicking but it didn't. He had a good ear for music, but then it set when the guy on stage started singing. Eli couldn't help but laugh, clapping slightly as he looked at the guy. What guts this guy must have right now! He loved it, but this song was really risky. This song didn't depend on malismatic phrases or an awesome solo, it relied on being sexy and being able to show it. This guy - let's just say - delivered. He was having a good time and by the reaction of the girls by the stage, so was the crowd. He kind of browsed over the crowd as he listened to him. Having fun? Something he hadn't had in ages. Just to laugh, or smile or something. Letting loose used to be his main prerogative, not so much anymore. He tapped his foot slightly as he watched him. The confidence and not to mention, the smile, kind of caught Eli's attention. He sipped his corona as he looked at him. If Axel had changed, and he was gone, how could fun be a bad thing? The guy had told him constantly to cut loose, a bit to late now. But he - he was going to have fun tonight. He can deal with his problems the next day, tonight was for him. Selfish or not, he wanted it.

His kick-start into a fun filled night was triggered instantly. This guy was entertaining none the less, and admittedly hot, but when he saw Eli, he kind of didn't know what to do. He had been with Axel for a while, and even through their ups and downs he still didn't really think of other guys. But now - was it being compromised slightly? Was his 24 Carefree policy about to be taken for a test? The guy came up as Eli looked at him, and then the stud sat on his lap. But he was kind of thinking if this was right, like on any level possible. The guy decided for him as he took Eli's hand. Eli looked at his chest, and found himself unbuttoning it. He wasn't smiling, but he was - interested in words. He looked at his chest as it unbuttoned a bit more, and he sang at Eli. Somehow this guy made - this song so much sexier. He was kinda jaw dropped, but then the guy hoped off and winked at Eli. Eli was kind of stuck, looking at him as he moved off. Okay, need to cool down now. Taking a sip of his beer and looking at the guy as he pounced on stage, it wasn't long before the shirt was completely off, and Eli looked at him. He isn't shallow, but he is turned on by a body. Axel's was amazing but it is getting ridden by devil's bitch at the moment. No more Axel thoughts! But he did stare at him a bit, well for a few seconds before he decided to turn away from him. That was some performance! Soon enough the song was over and Eli could think again. A part of him was telling him to just leave - but another part told him that he might have just gained his inspiration to break out properly. No restraints.

Now Eli kind of felt confident. Like - hey, I might have just lost my boyfriend but I am 24 and hot as hell, I can do this. Downing his drink, he smacked the bottle down on the table but saw him sit down. Getting a drink, Eli kind of tried to look anywhere but at him but then he spoke to him. Okay, so their ten second interaction wasn't just for show. But Eli gave him a little half grin and looked to him. "Yeah, it was great. But I guess you don't get this a lot -". He said as he immediately stood up at him, standing kind of close. "- but watch and learn". He said as he walked passed him. Ah, being flirty and cute, he kind of missed the days. But walking up to the stage as Crater and Vince started getting everything ready, and Eli took a mic off of the stand. On a stage in front of a full house, it was hard not to be able to fixate on one person. But his sight was locked on him, and looked at the stud with determined eyes and a smile. Usually it was alternature rock or post-grunge. Tonight was a change, and it was good. Kind of mixing modern pop stuff with hard rock, but in a few minutes the band was ready, and Eli started.

"Baby, can’t you see
I’m calling
A guy like you
Should wear a warning
It’s dangerous
I’m fallin’"

Off came the vest as he tossed it into the crowd. A smile on his face as he then moved closer to the edge of the stage, singing down on the crowd.

"There’s no escape
I can’t wait
I need a hit
Baby, give me it
You’re dangerous
I’m lovin’ it".

Touching up his back, he looked at the crowd but his line of sight traced to the guy at the counter, and he smirked. Rock riffs began to rise, and he had to take a shot. He could possibly take a lot of things up today.

"Too high
Can’t come down
Losing my head
Spinning ‘round and ‘round
Do you feel me now"

[thomas]

Thomas wasn’t afraid to get someone’s attention; it was something he thrived on. But this guy didn’t seem like he had much to say to him. He told Thomas he was great but shockingly told him something about him not getting something a lot. Well that’s a shock, Thomas always got everything he wanted, but he got up on Thomas’ face and then just said two words. “Watch and learn” well, this certainly was a first for him. He was actually never told that before but what was this guy’s deal, it seemed like he was showing off or something. But the mysterious blond stallion made his way to the stage and grabbed a microphone and was in luck. This guy was a singer, it’s been a while he’s been the muse of a singer in a very long time. Often modeled for painters but for a change, he could possibly be the muse for a singer, a rather good looking singer he might have to add. The music started to play and the blond Stallion, guess Thomas liked calling him that now, he was tall and blond, so it made sense at this point. He was a good singer, a more serious performer than Thomas was, but doesn’t mean Thomas didn’t like it.

Well, he was obviously singing to a guy but the girls in the crowd didn’t really bother about that, they were to busy staring at the Blond Stallion, which he had to admit wasn’t a bad thing. He was good on the eyes and then off was his vest, maybe some of Thomas’ act rubbed off on him, either way, the Blond Stallion was shedding some clothes and sharing it with the crowd as he tossed it in the crowd and some girls grabbed it and screamed chaotically as the Blond Stallion stood at the edge of the stage again pleasing the masses of the crowd. Then Thomas noticed the blond stallion was looking at him at times and Thomas decided to lean a bit against the bar and just smirked at the guy as he took a sip of his whiskey and he could feel it burn as it went down his throat and he pushed up his face a bit as the burning feeling slowly subdued and he just stood there, staring at the blond stallion.

He kept on singing and Thomas just decided to stare at him, trying to catch his eye, constantly making slightly sexual gestures, he’d slowly undo the top button of his shirt when he thought the Blond Stallion was looking at him, he’d continue to enjoy the music and again, he’d undo yet another button, this time, slowly biting on his lower lip with a slight smirk on his face and his head tilted slightly on the side and one of his eyebrows up. He certainly wasn’t being modest sitting here, hey, the blond stallion wanted to challenge him, he’d give him a real challenge sitting here and constantly seeking his attention. Thomas took another sip of his whiskey as he could once again feel the burn as it went down, now less than before, but he’d have to take a bit more of this if he wanted to phase out the screaming fan girls in the crowd, who was enjoying the Blond Stallion’s performance, like he was.

[ELI VINCENT DIASTONE]

He couldn't help but look. It's harmless right, just looking. It wasn't like he was cheating or anything, how could he? Axel was - gone, but he was still here. He had to protect the memory, but not cut himself off. And if Axel would want anything, it is for him to be happy. The thing inside his body might say otherwise, but he knows Axel. He knows of him, his thoughts, his blood. He knows of who it was that he could have seen spending his life with, but he couldn't put his life on hold because of the possibility that Axel could come back. Even if it was - he lied to him. He didn't tell him anything after he killed him. Eli travelled to Brazil and back but he could have told him about the voices in his head, but he didn't. It was too much, and look what it had changed him into. But he wasn't going to close off anymore, so he did look. He saw the biting of the bottom lip, the loosing off the buttons revealing a smooth shaped chest that he could see through the flashing lights. If he was going to do that for him, he could at least give something back. So gripping onto his shirt, he pulled as he ripped it open, revealing his torso and the cross shaped tatoo on his chest. The girls in the crowd screamed as he paraded that stage like it had his name on it.

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His hand slid up his chest from his abs as he sang out some skattered interval notes, his hand getting to his neck with eyes closed as he pointed to the crowd. "Don't you know that you're toxic!". Looking to the guy, he gave him a wink from afar as the dynamics lowered, and he sang quieter, but not less passionate. This was kind of out of character right now, he wasn't really sure what was coming over him right now. But he had to admit, he liked it. It wasn't safe, it wasn't him on his acoustic singing something about love and loss. It was him letting loose like the best of them, and he loved every second of it.

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Rising from the floor, he screamed out a killer note with his hand in the air, the crowd singing the chorus for him. The screaming, the music, the lights. This was his life. It wasn't just morbid amounts of food, kicking ass and losing the ones he loves to sadistic games. It was music. It was the reason he could over come everything. That is why he was going to go to San Francisco after this whole zombie thing blew over, that is why he was going to move on with his life. Things were - to hard to stay. It was too much baggage that he had to carry, and too much hardness he was having forced onto his life. Looking at the guy, he found his way out. What was it about this guy that made him feel this way? To give him the thoughts that he could be - free. It was something alright, it wasn't a devotion and tied-down feeling he got with Axel. It was like he could do anything in the world if he wanted to.

Finishing up the song, the lights came back on. He was breathing heavily as he looked at the crowd. They cheered, clapped, some even cried which was completely insane. He started to smile, a smirk crossing over his exhiliration as he held the mic in his hand. Looking down, he was about to button his shirt back up but until he realized - hey - every button was now on the floor. And it wasn't like he was going to find his vest any time soon. So yeah, now he was stuck looking like a slut as the band rose and started going off the stage and Eli followed. Getting off, he recieved 'That was awesome', 'Your So Hot', 'Have My Babies' and massive amounts of high-fives. He now felt bad for the girls, but he finally got back to his seat at the bar. Looking to the guy, he moved over and sat in the seat. "How about that for a show? I hope I inspired you tonight that stripping, is not a way of life". He said, taking a long drink of his beer before stopping, and leaning over a bit closer. "But it definitely - made my night". He said as he leaned back and tried to drape his shirt across his body. Flashback to the start of this year when he first met Shannelle, and he had the open shirt slut problem. How simple things were back then....[/blockquote]

[thomas]

Thomas knew his attempts were working, he could tell, through his performance the blond haired stallion decided to rip open his shirt, and the girls going crazy and screaming over him and completely head over heels with him but Thomas wasn’t worried, he certainly got his attention and he was clearly responding, Thomas just took a sip from his drink as he continued to stare at the guy, he couldn’t help but check him out, checking out his body slowly looking at every inch he could, and was just enjoying it. He liked what he saw, and the guy was just enjoying himself on stage, enjoying his performance, sure he was a way better singer than Thomas but Thomas liked performing but he just used his ways to get people interested, he didn’t need to be great. He was slowly finishing up his performance and raises his fist in the air as the crowd went wild and the girls screamed their lungs out. They were going crazy for him, and the more adoration he got, the more Thomas would like it.

He was fighting his way through the crowd. He shirt still open, revealing a well sculpted chest and great abs going down as Thomas slightly checked out his happy trail leading to nothing more than happiness of course. He made his way towards Thomas, took his seat and then asked Thomas if he was inspired and didn’t have to strip. But he enjoyed it, that made Thomas smirk a bit. “Well, I don’t consider myself a great singer, just a great….hmm, entertainer” he said with a smirk as he took a sip of his drink again. “Glad you enjoyed it, I tend to leave an impression most times I…perform” he said smiling at the blond good looking stallion of a man. “So stripping may not be the way, but it didn’t stop you from showing off” he smirked and looked down slightly at the guys body he was showing off. Maybe ripping his shirt was the best thing he could have done.

“So you got a name mister show off” he said laughing and requested another drink from the bartender as he turned his attention to the hot guy, he never really introduced himself, he just wanted to show off to Thomas and Thomas liked it, he wanted to be great and that he was, maybe tonight Thomas may have found the guy he’s looking for, someone who seems like they want to make it big in the music biz. He was going to toy with this guy tonight, that was the only thing he was sure of, he was going to make this a night he would never forget, well if he played his cards right.

[Everette Jason Evans]

WRONG ACCOUNT EMBARO!

[ELI VINCENT DIASTONE]

Compliments were always - safe, right? It was two guys, showing a fair bit of flesh and having a drink. What was wrong with that? Eli was practically single now - he could do anything. He was a slut last year, what was the difference out of this year? Oh yeah, he is a supernatural freak. Minor draw back, but he was interested in this guy. It sounded kind of cheesy, but he got good vibes off the guy. Like the guy didn't want to have many strings, any drama. Kind of the guy that you go with when you want to think less, do now. And Eli was admittedly in this state of mind. Ever since he met Axel he had become boring. No gay bars, no dancing, no going out. Long nights watching Jersey Shore and staying in because he knew Axel was going through things. Now - it was his time to be selfish! To do what he wanted, including going to San Francisco, and if he wanted, to get to know this guy sitting in front of - and who he basically had performance-sex with. Fucking right!

Call him a sensitive guy - which, just, no but this guy had some pretty impressive confidence. He knew he couldn't sing much, which wasn't true. It was just kinda on the potential side, and kinda cute. Looking at him, he smiled when he said it. But he was confident, and knew he could entertain people. Eli was willing to give him an A+ at that because that just went off the hook. But yeah, after what he had to say he blushed. It was true, he wouldn't have done what he did if this guy hadn't done that before him. He just - appealed to his inner slut in a way. Not in a bad way - hell no. A very very good way. "Okay, might be a bit true. You - kinda inspired me. You have a problem with people stealing your thunder. But I must say, what you did was kind of riskey. Dude, if I wasn't batting on the other team I can see that a dude wouldn't have been to crazy about what you did. Not that it wasn't an awesome greeting gesture. Let's just say to beat the Mexican wave". He smirked, taking another sip of his beer. When he only came to a club when he had to perform, he knew something was wrong. Sitting, socializing, chilling; he didn't see any bad here.

"Eli. Eli Diastone, bud. What about yourself? Or should I just call you the Bloodhound Dude?", he smirked. Looking down, he felt for his smokes in his packets. He usually smoked all the time now, things being stressful and such. But when he touched them, he hesitated. Smirking at himself slightly, he pulled out his phone instead. Somehow; he wasn't sure how, but he didn't need to have a smoke. He would much rather get to know this guy. Maybe meeting someone else could be good for him? And if he really wanted to be that guy he used to be, maybe he wouldn't even get a number. But maybe - just maybe, it was too late to go back to who he was before all of this shit. So drinking the last of his beer, he put it back down and gestured for another. Yeah, this was going to be a good night.

[thomas]

Thomas couldn’t help but notice this guy seemed into him, though he could tell he was slightly questioning himself, but he already knew he had this guy hooked in, all he had to do was work up his charm and this guy was as good as his. In his own words, he said it, Thomas inspired him to take off his shirt, well it was easier than Thomas thought, and he already inspired the guy, being this guy’s muse was going to be like taking candy from a baby. Well a rather good looking baby, but regardless it was going to be easy, if there was just a way to get him to San Francisco where he lived. Oh well, if he worked it all good tonight, it wouldn’t be too hard to do so. It took him less than an hour to get Octavio to go with him, Octavio loved drawing him, praising him, much like this guy, he inspired Octavio with no problem, sure Octavio was dead now, but that happens when Thomas is your muse eventually, in a year you go crazy and not long after that, death. Easy pattern basically, though he was a bit jealous he stole his thunder. He also thought Thomas was being a bit risky with his performance. This just made Thomas chuckle a bit.

Thomas just smirked and answered the Blond haired Stallion. “I do have to say I was impressed, and glad I inspired you to try to try to outperform me, not an easy task, you nearly didn’t pull it off though, then the shirt came off” Thomas smirked and then lowered his eyes to check out Eli’s abalicious body. “But it’s not risky trust me, when a guy stares at you they way you were, it’s easy to tell what team they are batting for, or just curious” Thomas smirked as the bartender put another whisky on the rocks for him. He took another sip as he looked at the guy as he introduced himself, as Eli, Eli Diastone, a real marketable name Thomas thought to himself. Then he wanted to know who Thomas was. Well, it was about time they introduced each other, they’ve been playing around the bush long enough for the night.

“I’m Thomas, Thomas Christiansen, Nice to meet you Eli, like the name, it…suits you” he said with a smile. Though Thomas had something he did hate, which was his second name, Eugene, it was the most horrible name he could think off and often doesn’t acknowledge it at all. So he got a bit comfortable, having a hard time not staring to long at the Eli’s great body. “So you perform here regularly? Or you’re not from around here?” Might as well find out from where he is. It would make getting him to San Francisco much easier if he wasn’t from here. Thomas just smiled occasionally at Eli as he took sips of his drink, occasionally nodding to the music as he enjoyed the atmosphere and the company of course, which looked as good as it was entertaining.

[ELI VINCENT DIASTONE]

Did it just get really hot in here? Talk about a first impression, but the things this guy constantly came out with were - unexpected. The flirt of the year award goes to him, and Eli couldn't help but smile at him. They were both superhot guys, and it was just science. You put who sex-magnets together, they attract. He was unpredictable, and right now Eli felt like he could actually move on from the bullshit of Los Angeles. Really! I mean, Axel who? He took a large drink of his beer as he recovered from that. Okay, talk about coming on strong when Eli already drops the gay bomb to him. It was probably obvious from what he did, but usually people couldn't tell. He wasn't the prancing homo who showed it off, but he was the kind of guy that obviously shows sex appeal. But this was just - natural. It was good. No facades, no predictability, it was - awesome.

When he told his name, Eli nodded. Thomas; it suited the face. At least it was easy to remember, but he did agree that Eli suited him. He wasn't a 'Barry' kind of guy. "Thanks! I like Thomas". Okay, were they actually discussing the quality of names. It seems like they were holding back or something, or that Thomas had something he wanted to ask but couldn't. Call it his vampireness giving him the perception of - well - Cruise. Looking at him, he sipped. He had to make a move. The thing with gay guys is that they don't make the first move, but Eli was. But before he did anything, he heard what Thomas asked. "Nah I live here. I am just finishing college, and um - actually I have a record deal in San Francisco crazy enough. But um - whether I will go or not is yet to be determined. There are still - some things I have to deal with here. I just have to figure shit out, like where to live, and a side job and all that stuff. But getting away from here would be fucking awesome to be honest". He smirked, looking down slightly as he grabbed his beer and took another swig. Actually, a scull. Bad thoughts had to be deminished, and he did his best.

"How about you? A one-stop performance from out of town? Not that I'm complaining, if its up to me, you can come whenever you want". He said slyly as he put his beer back down on the counter, as he stood up. Gesturing towards the dancefloor, he leant towards Thomas slightly. Okay, here it was. Straight to the - point? He leant forwards as his lips brushed onto Thomas's, softly and sexily. Allowing him to get the full taste, he teased as he pulled back now with his hand on Thomas's arm. "Let's dance". He said as he moved towards the dancefloor, the strobe light and flashing of colors hitting his face and body as he moved out, and turned to face this new guy in his life, and this was becoming much too fun.

[thomas]

Eli was into him, he could tell, Eli was all smiles whenever he’d say something that looked like it came out of a rom-com, which was good because he found himself his new pet project, an aspiring musician who was obviously a great performer and with Thomas on his side as his muse, he was going to get it all, for a short amount of time of course, either way, he had all the essential attitude, looks and determination to want to succeed and Thomas liked that, he loved that actually, he’d be strong in no time if he stuck with this guy and Eli was admiring him, he could just tell, which is a reason he gave off these smirks and smile to Eli, he took a whole lot of pride in how he looked, what he wore and certainly his body but Eli only got a glimpse of it earlier, who knows maybe later he could get a free show of all Thomas had to offer.

So they were talking about names, and he was saying exactly what Thomas was expecting of him, he said he liked the name Thomas, which was what he expected, so he decided he’d make a remark on that since he seems to like “Thomas” so much. “So you actually like Thomas then?” he smirked as he checked out Eli from abs to head, taking a slight sip of his drink and then continued his flirtations. “but are you talking about the name or me” he chuckled slightly, oh he was being majorly cheesy in an unsuspected way. He was just playing his cards right and in no time, he’d have this guy wrapped around his fingers, or something. So as predicted and exactly like Thomas wanted, Eli was making the first move, all his attempts were going as planned. Eli is a local, which sucked and meant Thomas might have to work on that but he suddenly smiled when he heard he got a record deal in San Francisco and is thinking of going there, well it looked like this might be easier than he expected and now it was his turn to talk about himself, tell his story of sorts. Well what was he going to tell the guy? My last “friend” died of insanity because he was heavily obsessed with him? Not an ice breaker that was for sure.

But Thomas was is flirt mode, smirks and being all sexy was all he needed to do to get this one. “Well before I get started on myself, I really hope you get you shit sorted quick and really consider heading to San Francisco” Thomas said as he lifted his drink and took a sip, before putting it down and continuing to entertain his blond new toy boy. “A record deal there is a pretty big deal, plus you don’t know what, or well, who awaits you there” he said as he bit his lip a bit and continued his flirtation with Eli. “Because that’s where I’m from, San Francisco” he chuckled as he moved a bit trying to get a bit comfortable on the bar stool while leaning a bit sexy against it, that was the plan, do everything you did regularly, just look sexier doing it. “If you came there, I could introduce you to some of my music people and then that performance you liked so much” Thomas smirked as he raised his eye brows slightly, like he was undressing Eli with his eyes. “Well, those could become something you see regularly if you were in San Francisco….who knows, maybe in a more private setting as well” Thomas bit his lip as he smirked and tilted his head on the side slightly, hoping Eli got the sign as Thomas turned and took another sip of his drink before facing Eli.

But Eli didn’t give Thomas much of a chance to say much, once Thomas turned Eli leaned in and did some heavy teasing, oh yeah, Eli was hooked and Thomas was going to make this a night Eli was never going to forget. He could feel Eli’s lips touch his, Eli wasn’t shy or holding back, Thomas liked that but it certainly was a big tease because Eli pulled back before Thomas could really get completely into it and all he knew after Eli was pulling him onto the dancefloor, guess it was time to turn on the sexy. He just followed the open shirt sexiness to the dance floor, as he started dancing with him, he made his way towards Eli as he wrapped his arms around Eli’s neck, which was cute because, Eli seemed to have some height on him, and then their foreheads touched and they were practically looking at each other in each other’s eyes, as he could feel Eli’s breath on him, while he seductively grind on his new pet project. As he slowly moved his head on the side to whisper in Eli’s ear through all the noise in the background, “So how’s San Francisco looking right now” he said as he moved his head away and looked at Eli in his eyes and smirked at him. If this didn’t convince Eli he had to make his way to San Francisco, he didn’t know what would. While he continued to be a complete slut and grind on Eli like he was a stripper pole, looking at him straight in the eyes as he slowly leaned his head in on what he hoped was going to seal the deal one where this night was going to go.

[ELI VINCENT DIASTONE]

He was from San Francisco? Was this sheer coincidence - or a miracle? Eli hadn't decided yet, and his jaw kind of dropped. This was too lucky. A complete 10 had just sexed himself into Eli's pretty fucking depressing life, and now Eli was left to find out that the guy is indeed living at the same place where Eli's start over was going to take place. It was - exhilirating. Not to mention the fact that Thomas could put even more of a good work in for him. He was really, really excited now. He had the opportunity to leave at anytime. Why not tomorrow? Because the real Eli out of this fantasy had a job to do. He had an ex possessed by Hell's devil boy, a raging Satan spawn and a world to help save. He looked around the room. This was a possitive thing! Eli was pretty much beginning to think that optimism didn't exist anymore, obviously mistaken. "Really? That would be amazing!". He said gratefully, and his arm fell on the bar. Looking down at his digits, he watched as they laid on Thomas's. If they were circuits, call the power company about an over-serge. "Maybe in the next few weeks, maybe a month. As long as it takes for me to - get rid of unfinished business. There are still some loose ends I have to tie up here. Everyone comes with baggage right?".

More flirting, but it was getting old. Eli was more walk the walk then talk the talk, so he looked to Thomas as the guy looked at him after his brush of obvious affection. Eli was a tease, what of it! It was the lure to leave the boy wanting more, and it seemed to work. If not, he wouldn't have followed him. Getting to the dance floor, Eli moved a bit. He was definitely a musical enthusiast, so beat was no problem for him. Turning, Thomas approuched and swung his arms up and around Eli's shoulders. Eli glimpsed as an arm as it curled around him, and he looked down at Thomas, his forehead against his. Everyone did their own thing under the strobe-light, and everything looked fragment and disjointed - except for them. Eli's hand was around Thomas's waste as the guy grinded against him. To an onlooker, these two studs were basically making it in the club, and Thomas definitely wasn't one to hold back. He grinded like the best of them, up against Eli as his arms curled and pulled him deeper. Finally it happened. Looking into his eyes, a small half-smile appearing on his face, he looked to the guy. It was - hope. Hope for everything to go back to where it was. No more crazy, no insaneness, just simple. And Eli was digging it.

"Fucking extraordinary!". He said back, his lips brushing Thomas's ear lobe. Before he knew it, his lips touched his. He kissed deep, his hand running up the guys back and his other gripping onto the back of his head. Kissing him deep, he knew one thing. He needed to get this guy back to his place right now! Fuck yeah, Eli was back. Not the vamp dude, not the champion's companion, but Eli. The real him. Kissing him deep, Eli touched up and down the guys upper torso, the firm chest and tight frame. He loved it, and kissed deeper as he felt the guys breath against his skin. "I don't know about you, but dancing seems severely - overrated right now. Wanna come back to mine?". He whispered over the music into his ear. It didn't take a rocket scientist to see what was on Eli's mind right now.

[thomas]

He was right, everyone had baggage, everyone had their little things in life, and even Thomas did. He turned people, who idolized him to insanity and eventual death, so his baggage was also there. But Thomas, being the sexy persuasive sexual predator he was, just smirked and agreed with him. “Everyone does right? We are all just looking for someone to help us carry it right?” he smirked as he took a sip of his drink.

So here they was, on the dance floor, didn’t seem like anyone was there to be honest, all his focus was on Eli, who was more than enjoying his time with Thomas, seemed free, happy and just into the moment. Which was true because, before he knew it, their lips locked and Thomas and Eli was having their own little tongue war on the dance floor. As Eli had his hand gripping the back of his head, Thomas gently placed his hand on the cheek of Eli, as they just lost total control with hands going all over the place, he could feel Eli’s hand slowly moving behind his back, creating an erotic, enticing feeling, which oddly was beyond even his control, Eli surely was into this and Thomas was oddly enjoying it more than he should. But Eli was ready for more, he was done dancing, he wanted to head back to his place with Thomas, but right now, that seemed pretty far, by then who knew the mood might be gone and they wouldn’t be as into it like they are right now, right here in the moment. After the suggestion, Thomas just stared at Eli with a smirk on his face. He pulled him closer as he whispered in his ear. “I’ve…got somewhere better and closer we could go” he said as he pulled away and looked at Eli with a smirk on his face.

He slowly glided his hand down the chest of Eli, making his way down to his stomach region as he grabbed Eli by the pants, he just looked up at him and just nodded his head at the door heading backstage. Thomas just pulled him by the pants as they made their way through the crowd of people as they headed backstage and Thomas found his way out of the building in a kind of an ally, there was Thomas’ driver standing there, waiting on him. He just looked at his driver and just made his commands clear to him. ”why don’t you go take a walk…for like an hour or so” Thomas just looked up at Eli and smirked as Thomas’ driver walked away and Thomas leaned against his Limo, Eli’s pants still in tight grasp. He leaned against it as he pulled Eli closer as their chests touched and there they were again making out like sex deprived demons. He pulled away from Kissing Eli as he pulled out his key out of his pocket and dangled it in front of Eli. “So…I could really use a good ride right about now” Thomas smirked seductively as he managed to get the key in the slot and opened the door awaiting to see what Eli’s next move was going to be.