Author's Note: I've been mulling over this idea for a while. Ah, this one may seem a bit slashy, but you're reading a Lussuria-centric drabble series, so perhaps you anticipated this? For those who don't enjoy shounen-ai, I'd suggest you skip this one. Nothing really happens, but who really trust Lussuria to talk/be around Ryohei without mentioning what he thinks about him and his body? Maybe occasionally touching it... TYL, bby. Suggestive language and themes-- but Lussuria is modeled after the sin 'Lust'. Also a bit on the silly side. Guess where Lussuria told Ryohei to meet him...
Lussuria twirled the stem of his martini glass anxiously, lips pulled into a tight smile of anticipation for the arrival of Sasagawa Ryohei. The last time he had seen the man was last year at a banquet, and even then Ryohei was sitting all the way across the room at the table that hosted the Vongola Tenth's close friends. He couldn't get enough of that finely tailored suit covering that finely built body. Oh, and how his smile paired with slightly furrowed eyebrows made for a very seductive face-- Lussuria shook his head briskly and used one of the elegant, cloth bar napkins to wipe the drool that had started to gather at the corners of his mouth.
An order of sexy Ryohei sounded really good right now. Lussuria'll take clothes on the side, please, mmm--
"Lussuria-san, I have arrived!" With an excited burst through the bar's double doors, Ryohei radiated an out-of-place exuberance and earned stares from more than just Lussuria. "This is going to be an awesome night to the extreme!" he exclaimed once he reached the bar. Naturally, he took the seat next to Lussuria and placed an arm on the bar, looking deviously at the types of beverages sitting in a glorious fashion on neon-lighted glass shelves behind the bartender's form. Lussuria could feel a giddiness start to warm up in his chest, his head riding the highs of the seething jealousy of every other bar patron at the sight of an attractive, well built (Ryohei had decided to ditch his suit jacket) man that wasn't with them. "Oho~ Ryohei, you look..." Behind those white sunglasses frames of his, Lussuria looked the man up and down, almost wanting to whine when those damned clothes kept him from seeing what he really wanted. "Handsome." he droned out, quite possibly because he wanted to say something so hot that not even the coolest drink in the place would quell the flames he would have created. The Vongola's Sun Guardian took the compliment with many thanks and gave the bartender his usual aggressive grin before placing his order. "Do you have sake?" Ryohei asked in his thickly accented Italian. The bartender smirked at Ryohei, ignoring his request all together to admire his foreign features. Lussuria tilted his head coyly at the man. "He's not from around here, just make him an apple martini."
Ryohei was lost in their rapid Italian, watching the two with an amusingly lost expression. "Lussuria-san, what did you say to him?" He threw a (possessive?) arm over Ryohei's shoulder and pulled him closer, their shoulders overlapping now as Lussuria tilted his head to bump against the silver-haired man's head. "I just ordered you a drink is all~" he chimed, loving the way the bartender stepped down from his subtle flirting with his company and returned to work with a smile that surely hid defeat. Thinking the gesture was a common one in Italian bars, Ryohei threw his arm around Lussuria as well.
The flames of jealousy, they burned like wild fire in area around them. Lussuria just knew it. He loved it.
If the man who had attempted to flirt with Ryohei wasn't the bartender, Lussuria would have kneed the trash in their gut-- But the man was the bartender; the bartender at this place was a local legend, and his mixes were deathly delicious. His arm still locked around Ryohei's shoulders, Lussuria used his free hand to pick up his drink and take a sip. "What's that taste like, Lussuria-san?" Ryohei's interested was piqued. The bartender raised a brow at the conversation being conversed in Japanese. "Would you like to taste some, Ryohei-kun?" Without waiting for an answer, Lussuria pressed the sugar-coated rim to Ryohei's lips and tilted the glass.
Those flames of jealousy around him turned into hell fire.
In their current position, Lussuria would have loved to plant a kiss on his cheek and nuzzle his neck, but it was best if he had Ryohei act naturally and not realize he had been invited to a gay bar. The regular patrons surely knew by now that Lussuria had not been lying about his extremely attractive Japanese 'friend'. Now all he needed to do was somehow show them Ryohei's finely built body, but a twinge of rage bounced around in his chest at that; other men would see that toned skin that were meant for only his eyes. He bit his bottom lip at the thought, shortly pulled out of his reverie by the bartender placing the finished apple martini down before Ryohei. "Drink up, babe." the bartender pulled off a dastardly wink and Ryohei returned it, thinking it only natural to be friendly with the locals in a foreign land. With a smug smile only viewable from Lussuria's side, the bartender walked off to tend to customers further down the bar. Lussuria reluctantly loosened his hold on Ryohei to glare daggers at his backside. The two men gradually pulled back from their half-embraced and sat with their elbows on the counter, drinks in hand. Already done with half of his glass, Ryohei plucked the cherry from the bottom and twirled it by the stem. Lussuria liked to savor his drink, letting the sweet and sour mix lave over his taste buds and drain itself; it was the best way to savor a drink, in his opinion. "Ryohei-kun, you eat the cherry first or last, not in the middle of a drink!" He eyed the younger male with a twinkle in his sunglasses lens and an admiring smile on his face. "Why not, Lussuria-san? Maybe it's extreme if I eat it in between!" Ryohei continued his merry twirling of the cherry stem, not even aware of the light blush on Lussuria's face.
Oh, heavens above, if he had said that in Italian and not Japanese, Lussuria would have had bragging rights for the rest of the century in that bar!
Lussuria pushed a few stray strands of lime green hair from his face, noticing Ryohei had now taken the cherry between his mouth. Hot damn, the way his lips just puckered from the sour bath the fruit had just been in-- Lussuria found himself staring in a frozen state of awe. Ryohei plucked the cherry off its stem and held it in-between his teeth, beaming at Lussuria all the while. "Thanks for the drink!" While Ryohei may have said that in a friendly manner, still with that exuberance he had when he first walked through the bar, perhaps Lussuria liked his imagination's version of how Ryohei said that; in a deep, sexy tone with half-lidded eyes and tongue darting out of his mouth to slowly lick his lips in a sensual motion. "I'll buy you a drink any time, sexy~" He didn't care he had just alerted Ryohei to just how he saw him, the man was sexy and he needed to know, dammit!
"You're extremely awesome, Lussuria-san!" Ryohei exclaimed loudly in Japanese, startling the nearby bar patrons. Lussuria quirked a thin brow and pursed his lips together in a smile. Perhaps a few more drinks and he could get the man to say a few things, in Italian, for him.
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An hour had passed and time found Lussuria giggling madly at some incoherent comment Ryohei had made, the latter of the two slamming his head down against the bar table. He wasn't wasted, but he sure was drunk.
"Lussuria-saaan~" Ryohei drawled out, albeit still in that great mood he had shown at the beginning of the night. The multi-colored haired man perked at the sound of his name (said by the ever sexy Ryohei, no less) and gave the man his full attention. "Hmmmmm?" Now he could have bragging rights at the eccentric bar, for Ryohei swiveled around in his barstool to face Lussuria and promptly fell lax against the flamboyant man's chest in a tired, passed out fashion. "Take me home~" he droned, slurring his words in a mix of Italian and Japanese.
How long had he been waiting to hear Ryohei say that? And to him?
To stretch his false victory even more (Ryohei was just in need of a driver, they both were) Lussuria cleared his throat and proclaimed in his smug Italian, "Of course I'll take you home! Oho~!!" He bit down on his bottom lip and snaked one arm around Ryohei's tantalizing body, paying the bartender with a generous tip as he guided the man out of the bar. Envious stares helped him to the door, and once he stepped foot out into the brisk night, chatter boomed from inside about the very sexy man Lussuria had with him. Bragging rights, indeed.
Lussuria fished out his cell phone and called a very tired Levi to come and pick him up. ("Why me and not Bel or that frog kid!?" "Because you know where it is!") While he waited for Levi to arrive, Lussuria helped Ryohei over to an empty bench and let him rest snuggly in his open arms, the man's silver hair tickling the side of his face. To anyone walking buy, it would look like Ryohei was sleeping and using Lussuria's arms as a blanket. "Lussuria-san, how many drinks did I have?" Ryohei surprisingly managed to murmur, considering his drunken state. He didn't seem to mind the fact that Lussuria was holding him, his hands roaming ever so gently over his body. "Just a few, darling~" the man hummed, so badly wanting to press a kiss to Ryohei's forehead for how cute and sexy he could be even when he was drunk. Ryohei believed him for the time being and relaxed against him for a snooze.
Levi, though, ruined the atmosphere as he pulled around the corner and blazed the car horn like crazy once he spotted Lussuria's flashy hair colors. That man was going to pay for it later; Ryohei quickly awoke at the sound and jolted out of Lussuria's hold. "Is that our ride?" He half exclaimed, squinting from the headlights. "Yes, I called someone to pick us up." The Varia Sun Guardian sighed dejectedly and ushered Ryohei to the car with a light push on his rump. That was the most fun he would have now that Levi showed up. The younger man let out a light, distant laugh and staggered into the backseat, Lussuria following close behind. "You woke me up at 2AM just to pick you up from your date with the Vongola Sun Guardian?!" Levi screeched, already gunning the car. A coy smile ungracefully made its way onto Lussuria's face, his eerie calm sunglasses emitting an evil aura when paired with the thin, narrowed brows of his face. "Just drive." Ryohei had already fallen limp against the passenger door and drooled endearingly against the leather interior.
"You're queer." Levi whispered, knowing full well that Lussuria would hurt him for waking up 'his sexy Ryohei'.
"I'm well aware~" the hardly drunk Lussuria hummed, lovingly watching Ryohei sleep so comfortably. "Mah~ He's so cute when he sleeps, I wonder how it would feel to sleep with him..." the man mused out loud.
Levi groaned. They still had 20 minutes until they reached the Varia base.
He wondered if Lussuria would, just for this once, keep his gay musings to himself.
"I can see his muscles now~" Lussuria murmured. Levi chanced a glance into the rear view mirror and saw that his 'mother' had taken the liberty to unbutton the Vongola Guardian's shirt and push up the tank top underneath. Sweat beaded Levi's forehead and he gulped; this was going to be a long drive.
