BalthazarxAsh Public
Like a true nature's child, we born, born to be wild! We can climb so high, never want to die!
The music blasted just loud enough to cover the deep throaty moans. Out of all the places in his Father's creation; Paris, England or even New York, out of all the classy clubs and penthouses he could be getting drunk in, he's in the middle of no where in some bar rutting against some hillbilly with possibly the worst haircut in human history.
"Dun worry, Dr. Badass is going to make it good," the mullet husked, breath hitching slightly at a particularly well aimed thrust of their jean clad crotches. "How would you know if you only ever had sheep?" He joked, his accent teased as he let the human continue to pin him against the wall in the slightly dimmed hallway, he turned his head as the other man peppered kisses down his neck till reaching the v-neck of his shirt.
He could hear voices coming closer, pulling the other man's hair to look at him, "as much as I like watching I don't care to be watched, got a room...?" He looked down in question, he never did get his name. "Ash, and yeah upstairs..." "Balthazar."
