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» Bruised Lips & Broken Egos, nume // quinlan
ANATOL MAZUR
 Posted: Dec 8 2017, 07:52 PM
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Anatol sighed softly as the dim lights of the Market came into view. Leading the female Pink along the edge of the of the street that divided them from the throng of colours and the warehouse that would be their destination. She walked a few feet in front of him, head up high and a thick stack of bills tucked down the back of her thigh-high boots. Anatol followed, hands in the pockets of his hooded-sweater, and watched their surroundings; nodding to other passer-byes that would cross their path. Mostly though he was keeping an eye out for that Green they left behind and any Greys that he may have called.

Rounding a corner, the two Pinks ducked in between two buildings and made their way through the back alleyways and came out on the other side. <i>Shaps</i> stood before them, though not knowing what it was it could just as easily be mistaken for another abandoned warehouse; which was exactly what they wanted. Stepping up to the door, Anatol wrapped his knuckles against the solid steel of the reinforced door and waited patiently as the bouncer on duty slid the eye-slot open. "Quinlan was looking for you." The man spoke as he opened the door. Anatol rolled his eyes, moving inside the building, and instead of answering simply patted the other Pink on the shoulder as he walked passed.

Making his way through the floor, greeting Pinks as they stopped to talk to him, Anatol took his sweater off and draped it over the back of one of the chairs. "Annie, are you hurt?" One woman nearby asked. Anatol blinked and then looked to where she was indicating, right. He chuckled, "It's not my blood. Some Green decided he didn't want to pay in full." The answer got him an eye-roll from the woman and various others that were nearby. Leave it to Annie to get in a fight over the smallest of details. Details that, to him, weren't that small. He was adamant that if they started to let underpayments slide than it was going to become growing practice among the other colours. They, Escorts as a whole, needed to stand up when they were being stiffed and not back down when it came to their money. Otherwise they would be giving it away for free.

"Have you seen Quin?" Annie asked the group, taking his shirt off so he could attempt to wash it or just throw it out. They all waved their hands in the general direction of the room at large and it was Anatol's turn to roll his eyes. Some help they were. He sighed and made for the bathroom, at the very least he could clean and wrap his hand up before actively seeking the older man out.


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 Posted: Dec 9 2017, 03:30 AM
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 Posted: Dec 9 2017, 05:35 AM
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Anatol yawned as he pushed the door open to the bathroom, fluorescent lights flickering in time to the beat of the base pumping through the building. He just wanted to clean up his hand and maybe get a drink - dance a little and then just, just go to bed. The sounds of someone enjoying themselves didn't really connect with him at first - it wouldn't have been the first time he had walked in on someone getting hot and heavy in the bathroom, and he knew it wouldn't be the last. Most Pink's, himself included, didn't care much about being caught out; least of all inside their own sanctuary where they could simply indulge themselves in one another. Maybe he would look for -

Annie He blinked at the mention of his name. Eyes snapping up from their focus on the sink and honed in on the back of the Pink that was blocking his view from the man calling him. His eyes narrowed, at least now he knew where Quin had gotten to. "Quin," he tossed his dirtied shirt at the third man's head, before turning to the medicine cabinet and started routing around for the cream and bandages, "I can see that. Hate to put a stop to your search but, I'm not in his mouth."

That drink was sounding better by the second. Finding what he was looking for, Anatol moved over to the sink and washed the dried blood off of his knuckles, holding back the wince as the cold water stung the still sensitive flesh. "Please, don't stop on my account." He snipped maybe a little bit harsher than he intended. He had no reason to be mad, not right now. Grabbing the bandages and container of cream from where he had set them on the counter and gave Quin a quick salute, "Once you're done in here, I'll be out there." Anatol gave another wave and turned to make his way back towards the door and the main room. Yeah, a very strong drink sounded like the perfect way to wash all of this down.


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 Posted: Dec 10 2017, 05:04 PM
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ANATOL MAZUR
 Posted: Dec 10 2017, 10:49 PM
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Anatol raised an eyebrow, glancing over his shoulder and back at the bathroom door, stopping when Quinlan grabbed his elbow, "Are you sure,” he deadpanned, “you don't want to finish up in there first.” Annie didn't put up much of a fight, letting Quin take his injured hand and items; leading them both to a relatively empty couch. Sitting down, Annie let out a sigh and leaned into the older Pinks’ space; he couldn't stay mad at Quin for long - especially when he had no right to be upset in the first place. It wasn't like Annie didn't sleep with other people, other Pinks. Didn't mean he had to like seeing it.

Another sigh escaped him as he let his head fall against Quins’ shoulder, nuzzling into the older man's neck and nipping at the underside of his jaw, “Nothing new…” he waved his injured hand in front of both their faces before dropping it back in Quins lap, “...just some dick that thought he could under pay one of the new girls.” He hated that it was nothing new that it was becoming coming common practice for the higher castes to try and stiff them; and subsequently to see Quin patching Annie's injuries. “We need to do something about other colours thinking they can get off without paying us.” Anatol didn't know what they could do, if anything. He knew the Greys wouldn't care - they were just Pinks after all and should be lucky that they got paid at all.

Annie moved closer to Quin, practically in the man's lap now, and glared at a woman that made to sit on the older Pinks other side. She stood back up with an eye roll and made to join another group of dancing Pinks near the middle of the room. His eyes skirted around the room, watching everyone else drink and laugh and dance; worry free and not caring about what was happening outside. He fell silent, watching the woman that went to get their drinks slowly make her way back towards them, “...so why were you looking for me, anyway?

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QUINLAN CAHILL
 Posted: Dec 11 2017, 12:34 AM
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ANATOL MAZUR
 Posted: Dec 11 2017, 04:28 AM
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Anatol sighed, opening and closing his fist, testing and stretching the bandage until it sat a little more comfortable over his abused skin. He knew Quin was right - when wasn't Quinlan right - but it still made his stomach turn and the hair on the back of his neck stand straight. It wasn't fair. No, he shouldn't have to fight everyone's battles; but if no one did, than who would? But, he also knew where Quin was coming from. Sooner or later the Greys were going to stop turning their heads to the fights breaking out almost every other night in the lower class streets; or wherever they happened to take place. Annie also knew that more and more Pinks were starting to charge their clients half up front and the rest later, but it was the newer Pinks he was worried about; the young ones that old Golds and Silvers - and even Greens thought they could push and bully into complying to their own payment standards. It made Anatol's hackles rise.

"...A bigger space sounds nice. I can look around for available real-estate the next time I'm out." It would be nice to have more room, a bigger communal space so they weren't always on top of one another - a bigger bar area and maybe a full sized kitchen. Annie shook his head lightly, no there was no point in dreaming they'd ever be able to have an actual home for all of them - that would be too conspicuous; groups of pinks going in and out at all hours. Even in the lower class housing they'd get the Greys called on them.

Annie moved his uninjured hand up and slide it into Quin's hair; tugging on a sigh, "Don't talk about her..." He grumbled, nestling in closer to Quin, sliding his bandaged hand up the side of Quin's shirt - fingers dancing across the tone abs beneath them, "...she's the reason I had to go to the Hendrix's house. She's the reason-" He took the second glass with a huff, narrowing his eyes and wrinkling his nose as he took a deep pull from the strong beverage before placing it on the floor beside his feet. "I'm not trying to be-" angry, he wasn't, not really. The warm breath on the side of his face had Annie tilting his head back before the lips ever touched his ear. Not fair.

Annie shivered on a moan and gripped the fabric of Quin's shirt, pulling them even closer - if that was possible - together. Another sore point between the two of them. Golds. Useful, well their money was useful in keeping the doors to Shaps open and hidden from everyone else. A necessary evil, Annie knew that, but he didn't like it or how often it took Quin away. More so when he had to fill in for Quin at other Gold homes. He ran his hand through Quin's hair, tugging a littler harder than before and pushing the other Pink's shirt up, "You want to party with me...come home more often." He grinned and peeled himself off of the couch, keeping a hold on Quin's clothing, "C'mon, you want to party. We'll go party."

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 Posted: Dec 11 2017, 09:25 PM
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 Posted: Dec 12 2017, 12:09 AM
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His grin stayed in place, as he pulled and followed Quinlan through the bodies onto the dance floor. His own drink forgotten about back at the couch - now either in the hands of another Pink or spilled on the already stained floor. It was slightly counter-productive to his original plan, he would rather have been on their way to a bed right now, but Annie just wanted to be close to the other man right now. He rolled his eyes, pressing firmly against Quin's front and moved his hands underneath Quin's shirt, "Don't sound so cocky..."

Annie let out a breathy moan, dragging his hands down Quin's chest and back up to grip at the Pink's shoulders; and chased after him as Quin pulled away. Amber-brown eyes flicked open on a glare. It had been too long since they had any time to themselves and now Quin wanted to play with him? Alright. Anatol's glare slipped into a coy grin. He turning around he pressed his back completely to Quin's front and rolled his hips to the music pumping through the speakers around them. Annie tilted his head back, giving Quin access to his throat, as he lifted his uninjured hand and ran his fingers through Quin's hair - pulling until he could reach for another heated kiss.

Letting go, Annie moved forward a couple of inches - barely enough to say that he moved at all, but their skin was no longer touching. He looked over his shoulder and winked, hips still rolling to the beat as he started to just fall into the rhythm and get drunk off of the energy around him.

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 Posted: Dec 12 2017, 11:37 PM
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 Posted: Dec 13 2017, 03:12 AM
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Innocent. Let loose. Anatol snorted, letting Quin pull him back in, and gave a breathy sigh as their bodies met once more. "Help me out?" He knew it wasn't like Quin didn't worry about things, or care - that it was, in fact, the complete opposite of that. Anatol just had a hard time leaving everything at the door when he walked into Shaps. He couldn't just turn his brain off and switch moods. Not until he had a few drinks in him anyway, and maybe pulled Quin away into a relatively secluded corner. Maybe later.

For now Annie all but melted into Quin's hold, and ran his hands over the other man's torso, "...how come you're still wearing this?" He pouted, tugging on the hem of Quin's shirt; lifting it playfully. Anatol jumped slightly, when someone moved around them and gave his rear a solid swat, the groan punching out of him as he buried his face in Quin's neck. Nipping at the sweaty skin at Quin's jaw, Annie dragged the bottom of the shirt up and slipped it over Quin's head; before running his fingers through the older Pink's hair and tugging fist fulls as he brushed their lips together.


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 Posted: Dec 14 2017, 08:34 PM
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 Posted: Dec 26 2017, 09:56 PM
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Annie threw his head back with a laugh, "Why wait until later?" He grinned, whiskey coloured eyes glowing in the fluorescent lights that flashed over them. Grabbing a drink from a passing Pink, with his free hand, Annie took a deep pull from it and shuddered. Stronger than he would have preferred, but he wasn't about to complain about a drink he hadn't ordered.

His grin turned sly as he twirled the fingers still in Quin's hair, alternating between massaging the skin beneath his hand and tugging on the loose hairs at the base of the other Pink's neck. "I think everyone would understand if we...left the party early." Annie breathed against the shell of Quin's ear, nipping at the side of the older man's jaw; at the same time as he rolled his hips forward and let out a deep rumble of a groan.





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 Posted: Jan 6 2018, 08:09 PM
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