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[receptacles]

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for caelus at receptacles.

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[receptacles]

[ What do those gossiping young women see? In their eyes, the hot guy's hot boyfriend has come to pick him up, which means he's taken, and that's very disappointing. They sigh and whisper about it behind their hands. Sure, both guys are pretty hot — great eye candy — but they're not so rude as to harass a couple or stare for too long. They move on.

Caelus, for his part, hasn't picked up on their presence at all. Buzzed to the point that all he can focus on is Aventurine's casual smile, he closes his eyes into the gambler's gentle touch, letting him push his ash-gray bangs back. ]

Mmmhmm. If you want me to...?

[ He can't help it; it's all instinct, but Caelus rubs his cheek against Aventurine's palm. Openly nuzzling, clearly very comfortable, and without even a single ounce of shame. ]

I just wanna be your little meowmeow...

[ ...Does he think he's a cat?

...Yeah, he's incredibly drunk. Fortunately, he'll probably sober up in a few minutes, and there's an unoccupied bench a little ways away. It's even pretty far from the street, so they won't have to worry about whizzing Speedways interrupting their conversation. Caelus will be pliant, as long as Aventurine takes the lead. ]

[naturallylucky]

[ Feeling quite content that their little onlookers had made their departure, it was around the time that Caelus responded to him and Aventurine realized that the young trailblazer had not just closed his eyes but rubbed his cheek against his gloved palm.

Some may take the opportunity to snap pictures at a time like this, but he wasn't up for blackmailing at the moment. ]

Well. I certainly wouldn't want you to hurt yourself if you happened to lose your footing while having such little coordination.

[ He drew his hand away despite the very soft flush of pink that had lightly dusted his cheek. Such was just a trick of the light, nothing else.

Aventurine was about to start guiding the drunken trailblazer to a spot he had seen was unoccupied for the time being, but that's where his thoughts screeched to a halt. A mix of different emotions all came into conflict as he had registered what had been said to him, and that's about where his mischievousness kicked in. ]

Yeah? Come this way then, my little kitten.

[ Oh yeah he was leaning into it a bit, a gloved hand reaching out to take one of Caelus' hands into his own and stepping back. Intending to lead him towards that bench in question, his smile confident and unwavering. ]

[receptacles]

[ Caelus wouldn't even be all that embarrassed if Aventurine did attempt to blackmail him with pictures. What's there to be embarrassed about? He just wants to be Aventurine's little meowmeow!

Case in point: Caelus, the little kitten, lets himself be guided towards the bench. He sits down when Aventurine coaxes him into it, but the moment they're both seated, he leans his head toward the blond's shoulder, trying to nuzzle into his neck. Being drunk makes him really cuddly, apparently, and the critical thing luring him closer right now is — ]

You smell sooooo nice...

[ He doesn't even try to hide the deep breath he takes as he settles his head on Aventurine's shoulder and breathes deeply of his fine fragrance. So shameless! ]

Can I go home with you?

[ A soft, pleading voice. Big, golden, simpering eyes. Truly, he's a kitten through and through. At least he's not a difficult kind of drunk to handle... ]