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Tabloid: Ice Cold Heart?

Nuclear Parliament: Explosive New Recruit!

Rising star, Shinichi of Nuclear Parliament, promises to bring some more punk to the punk-rock band. He was caught today with bandmate Roxas leaving a bar at about 3 in the afternoon, drinks in hand. They head a few blocks away to a local ice cream parlor, apparently not only drunk, but high on something unconfirmed.

Later upon returning to the bar they have a confrontation with staff about the stolen glasses. Roxas begins shouting about his supposed fame, only intensifying the situation. The newcomer, however, looks the staff member in the eye as he smashes his glass on the ground, and we have the photos to prove it!

Rising star Shin appears at first to be trying to appease the staff member. He can be seen smiling even through his own outburst and right out of the door. The involved staff refused to comment on the situation at first, but just before we moved on, the manager informed us that the card had been declined! We have a first hand report from a protected informant that Shin was overheard cancelling the card on the phone, though with the reckless behaviour we have to wonder if he hasn’t just spend all his money on drugs and alcohol.

A Virgo Entertainment informant has suggested that the new pick might have been to get Nuclear Parliament a bit more of a rebellious reputation, something that Junkyard Carnival from rival company Pride Records has cornered the market on. But is this new guitarist worth the trouble -- and the legal fees -- he seems keen on getting?

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[Shin laughs at that, getting himself a joint.] Hey, it's part of the business, right?

Label hasn't done anything about it yet, so whatever, right?

[This is a fair point. And Shin makes it even more so by grabbing a joint, further solidifying his 'not giving a fuck' attitude about whatever may have given Roxas the opposite of a reason to come over here in the first place.

So, whatever. Right? Sounds simple enough. Whatever, huh? Well, in that context, what does Roxas want to do that's 'whatever'? Or 'whatever' enough for this situation?

That joint may have met Shin at his lips a few times prior, but before it comes to seal the deal one last time Roxas intercepts and takes it in his own, sealing lips around the circumference of the paraphernalia in hand and then, through instruction prior, sucking out and breaking in what counts to send his mind on a trip so high all which he had packed prior is left behind as he is at the forefront of what is his 'savior', this here and now.

Except.. he's not going anywhere. Nothing is happening, no one is leaving, it's just Shin and Roxas. Though far from normal thinking, Roxas has a feeling on exactly what he wants here.. inebriation be blamed or otherwise,] It's just us.. [Groan, obviously drunken, or at least to made seem that way, afterwards Roxas leans even further into Shin as if seeking him for comfort. Which he may as well be doing.

But what isn't so obvious are the words dancing around his intentions, which, thankfully, are spoken] Is it.. okay? Can I? Can.. we?

[Shin chuckles a bit,] I'd have to charge you, like everyone else.

[The look on his face hopes that this is some kind of joke or parody. Is he really.. asking for money for this? Eyes close as he mulls it over, judgment obviously too clouded to put too much thought into it. Everyone is into something different, right? They'll just pretend for the act. Or at least Roxas will.] Uh.. sure. [He doesn't sound sure.] How much? Are you expensive?

[That sounds awful coming out of his mouth, or so he'd think if he was sobered up.]

Very. 1000 an hour.

[He pauses,] you don't sound so sure.

[Whoa. That is a lot of money. More than they make during their gigs, if one looks at the income per hour comparison.

Pause away, Shin, because Roxas is pretty sure he's sure. Taking out his wallet from his pocket, still leaning onto Shin for support, Roxas pulls a thick wad of crumpled up cash from it.]

How much time can this get? [It's not 1,000, he would never carry that much on him, but a few hundred, yes.

Shin is going really far for something that's supposed to be just an act.]

[How does Roxas think Shin got his motorcycle?

Shin's so convinced that people think of sex with him as a commodity that he doesn't even question that Roxas might really still think he's joking. After all, this is far for a joke.]

Long enough you won't forget it.

[Can't argue with that business model. Later when they're done, and Roxas has had adequate time to nap off this high, he can get his money back.]

Here you go then. [Sitting up now, he faces Shin and hands the cash over, crumpled and all. Yes, he really does think this is a joke. The money part, anyway. But he'll play away if it makes for a better performance.

He'll wait for Shin to give the go ahead, isn't that how these 'situations' work anyway?, before moving forward.]

[At least Roxas has a really cute face. It makes things easier for Shin, and the drugs aren't hurting either. He shoves the cash in his pocket, feeling vaugely grimy but oddly satisfied.

He puts down his joint in an ash tray before turning on Roxas with a predatory smile. He moves in quickly, pushing Roxas onto his back before straddling him. He runs his hands through Roxas's hair before leaning in for the first kiss, already forceful and passionate. Shin doesn't seem to be holding back.]

[That escalated a lot faster than he had thought it would. Apparently they only have so much time, whatever his money bought him in this game they're playing, so every second has to count. He's not used to having someone come onto him, push him down and then wrap themself around him like that.

He likes it. A lot. It takes the first kiss and all the momentum it's bringing to shred the last piece of restraint that kept him cordial. With it gone, and the green light clearly given, he'll force their kissing to be long, slow, everything from the taste of the drugs from earlier still on his tongue to that irresistable spot on the corner of his mouth where jewelry is pierced through. When he gets a chance he'll be paying attention there, gently flicking it this way and that to see how it feels on his own tongue.

Pretty good, actually. He was always oddly attracted to that. While indulging in that curiosity to the fullest, if he can find it he's hoping wandering hands can locate the end of Shin's shirt so they can slide in between there and begin to mark uncharted territory.

[It's easy enough to find. Shin's not one for overly complex clothes. Sometimes he wears suits, but usually without even a tie. Right now it's just a worn and ripped tee shirt.

Shin sighs just a little as Roxas plays with his lip ring. He's always enjoyed it, but the sound he makes is careful and measured, trying to see how much excitement it draws from Roxas. He promised Roxas time he wasn't going to forget, and he fully intends on delivering. He takes a strange pride in offering quality service.

The hand Shin is using to pin Roxas curls around Roxas's shirt in apparent desperate passion while he uses his other to support him so that he isn't putting too much pressure on Roxas's chest. He rocks his hips against Roxas's as well, hoping the friction would be as effective for Roxas as he's sure it will be for him.]

[The actions on his end are met with very much approval; it isn't just that it feels good, that kind of attention absent for some time now being fulfilled is expected to have that affect, but the addition of riding a high through the experience adds something different. Special. Fucking amazing, even.

The pressure that builds inside from each hit of contact, hard and slow at that, ascends exponentially. It's a good thing he had a few to sip on before coming over, otherwise enough of that and this would've ended prematurely. Which would've been a shame.

Maybe he's giving into greed - already hitting the other sins pretty hard, so why not - when, after adequately mapping and tracing the expanse of Shin's back, feeling the lean muscle under skin tighten with movement, when he plants his hand on a hip, gripping tight enough to aid in controlling those movements, egging for more by squeezing and pulling. And pushing back against those movements to amplify the friction.

It's getting increasingly more difficult to keep composure, the idea of abandoning that to an extent more appealing as the seconds roll in. But he maintains, for now, no doubt to be broken in later, a heavy sigh a reward for the effort thus far.]

[It's not Shin's first time fucking while high, but every time it feels amazing. The feeling of skin brushing against fabric and skin always felt so much more intense.

Shin doesn't let the rubbing with fabric between them last too long. He slips down so that he can lift Roxas's shirt, starting with sucking and kissing around his waistband. He's not leaving marks- at least not right now- but there's definitely more than normal kisses and licking. He works his way up as he pulls up Roxas's shirt, seeking out all the soft bits of flesh he knows react most to touch.]

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[Damnit, Shin is doing these things like he's being paid for it-- oh wait. In this pretend version of what's happening, that's the scenario right here and now.

As far as Roxas is concerned, though, this is nothing more than drunken/inebriated sex, so he's going to treat it as such.. in whatever impulsive way his mind comes up with at instant to want to respond to it. He's hazy at this point, which is to be expected, but that snaps off quickly when a hot, wet tongue presses and moves expertly as it does against his skin. So close to there. That pressure intensifies, a heavy sigh turning into a groan.

Like he had the map to all the spots prior to, Shin hits everything that has him twitching and jerking, that feeling too good to not react to. And as good as it is, as much as he enjoys it - which is clearly evident by strained cloth of his pants about ready to have something done about that - he still has to play that card he's known for. Playfully, biting his lower lip in the midst of it,] Hey.. we only have so much time.. why not cut to the good stuff, huh?

[Shin smiles up at Roxas even though his heart sinks. Yeah, of course.

He shifts instead to free Roxas's cock, pulling off the other boy's pants. He licks up his length, though the act isn't really doing anything for Shin himself. It's not a turn-off either, but he'd much rather a cunt in his face than a cock.

But pay is pay, right?] We can play a bit more before getting to the main event.

[Call him strange, but as good as this feels, and he'd definitely pay for this kind of thing, it isn't right. This kind of thing wouldn't feel fine unless he is well aware that his partner is getting adequate enough pleasure, at least as much as he is, in whatever they were doing. Man or woman, same concept applies. So,]

Sure.. [This is so goddamn difficult to do, but,] I'd rather try something else though. If you don't mind.

[Holy fucking hell, that wasn't easy, considering how goddamn good it felt but, somehow, he is able to pull away, taking Shin in his surprise and letting the length of the couch receive the other body, back flush against the plush of this furniture, Roxas on top and very loaded with an intent to do something.] Put it into minutes against me if you want.. I just. Can't get off if you're not.. you know.

[That 'you know' is dissolved as he dives deeper, kissing and licking and sucking at the nape of neck by collarbone prior to chest, whatever nubs will receive what he's willing to pay attention to for a few moments before moving downward even. Fingers lace into and lock around that waistband, working fervently to get that damn belt and then buttons opon so he can gain access to what's underneath.. and then hold, prop up, play with, lick a little, and eventually wrap his lips around, engulfing and coming down upon.

There's a slight 'mmmph' sound that accompanies his eyes closing, knowing full well what this kind of action is going to bring. He doesn't care.]

[Shin wasn't exactly sure what Roxas intends, but there's no way he's complaining as Roxas starts to take over. It was interesting to see Roxas falter through taking charge. It reminds him of when he was still new and uncertain.

Shin holds himself back as Roxas takes his length into his mouth, but the sound earns him a moan from Shin. Shin won't let Roxas do all the work anyway, using his toes to stimulate Roxas as well.]

[Sure, toes or not, that isn't going to stop Roxas from doing what he's doing at the rate he is. The primary objective here is to guarantee his partner's satisfaction.. so, be it to that. As good as whatever was being done to him, Roxas paid as much effort making his end at least a hundred times better than that.

With his lips around, fingers planted firmly on whatever surface, mostly hip and bone that they can find, there isn't time to waste as he commands to being onward. Fingers squeezing, pressing, mind barely recalling and lips sealing tightly on and engaging onto that other.

As good as it feels, any response derived from his other, the best kind of feeling is that from his partner he's working to give it to. This kind of thing isn't easily explained, but it's definitely valued. Even in his drunken state. So, he'll do what's necessary to get his off, eagerly so - which is the best kind, honestly - but once it is all over.. he'll be here. Waiting. Anything but tired. And ready and eager to move on, whatever that entails.

Just give give him the cue, and he'll be willing to follow. Whatever it takes to reach that ultimate high, because he can relate o that challenge.]

[Shin moans, as much because of how good it feels as for Roxas's enjoyment. After a few moments, Shin decides to take control again. He gets his fingers moist with his own spit before pulling Roxas up higher. He uses his now wet fingers to toy with Roxas's ass, looking to see his reaction.] Do you want this?

[The answer to that question depends on how sober Roxas is, honestly; this isn't the kind of thing he's used to or even been into, but, under these conditions, why the hell not.. Shinichi seems to know what he's doing. What could go wrong?

Sounds like a harmless endeavor. Regardless of the consequences though, at this moment, he wants nothing more:] Yeah.. if you can do it right. None of that half-ass bullshit. [Clearly someone has been around the block to know that suckers are going to be trying to hit on that. But it isn't that which he wants.. what he wants, instead, is right ahead of him.

Despite the doubts in his mind, he wants this in all it has to offer. Enough so he reaches down further than what was available to him and grab, squeeze around throbbing length, diligently stroking up and down, enticing his partner to move onward. Though that's what he wants in this inebriated state, still, he has to say:] This is still.. my first.

[Shin sighs at the stroking, but looks a bit surprised at the admission. He then smiles,] I'll be extra gentle then.

[He lets Roxas keep pleasuring him as he works first one finger into Roxas's ass, and then very slowly a second, making sure to get enough saliva down there to keep things smooth. Normally he would just use the lady's own juices, but that's not exactly an option here.]

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[That's only minimally comforting. At least, until those foreign digits enter, one after another, something he has yet to feel until now. Is.. is this really going to happen?

As inebriated as he is, Roxas can't help but protest slight only because.. he thought it would be him on the other end, the one initiating this kind of thing. He'd care more about it, but he's so out of it, how can he? As far as he cares, this is all that matters.. and what had been told to him recently is pretty damn close to logic.

So, why not. Maybe he'll forget it, if it isn't something he wants. Maybe, if it's good, really good, they'll both remember it for something reserved for another time... or not.

Either way, be it in the past or future here and now is as ready as he's going to be. With a deep breath,] Okay.. go for it. I'm ready.

[Shin starts stretching Roxas a little more until he's sure that it won't be unplesant. He uses his free hand to coat his own cock in saliva before postitioning himself under Roxas.] Just relax, [Shin practically coos as he slowly presses inside.]

[This is definitely not the kind of thing he's used to. If anything, given the situation that they're "pretending" to have, Roxas would be the one doing the entering. But no, oh no.. It's Shin here coming in hot, forcing Roxas to wrap his legs tightly around the body that's making way into him.

Goddamnit. This feels good.

This isn't anything what he had thought.. but hell with that; regardless, it feels freaking amazing. Painful, sure, but great all on its own. Every half of an inch warrants him wrapping his arms around that pushing deeper inside of him, legs spread wide yet, as they can, closing in when able when it matters, lungs opening in that they can vocalize, when called for, the necessary indication of the brink he's had.

Said breathlessly,] Oh my God, what-- [Lost in a groan.

It sounds like for a moment, maybe, he cares about their actions and the politics, if any, that would follow; but as it is now, the only thing he cares about is him and his. Especially theirs, if he can remember to pinpoint any moment they have together to that, anyway.

As nice of a thought as that is, it doesn't take away from the fact of what's happening right now; though grimacing, evident through teeth clenching and lips gravitating upward despite internal protest to indicate some sort of pain, Roxas still does his best to make light of what's going on... no matter what.]

[Rules get more complicated with manwhores anyway, okay? Okay.

Shin is good to his promise, making sure to be slow so that the pain never outweighs the pleasure. Once he's deep enough, Shin starts rocking his hips into Roxas, each thrust pushing just a little deeper. He keeps the pace slow, letting himself enjoy the tightness enveloping him and only pressing in when Roxas relaxes. He lets one hand go up to cup Roxas's cheek,] Just relax.

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