Log; on-going

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When; October 3rd, evening
Rating; NC - 17
Characters; Tony Foster darkest0knight  and Lee Nicholas killerdimples 
Summary; Lee and Tony go on a date at the Lux, although this particular date has "rules".
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They changed in separate rooms: partly because getting undressed together was a surefire path to the kind of distraction they didn’t need if they were going to go out tonight, but mostly because Tony didn’t really need Lee seeing him struggle with his tie like an awkward kid dressing for church.

Running his hands through his hair one last time, Tony stood in front of the mirror and tried to decide whether or not he looked as uncomfortable as he felt. Suits were really not his thing, although this one fit him well and it didn’t look like a reject from the seventies like his old suit he used to go to job interviews in. Still, it wasn’t too bad.

The jacket was one he’d bought recently, the other he’d worn to Walter and Alucard’s wedding hadn’t fit too well in the shoulders anymore. Black, to go with the slacks, and faintly pinstriped in grey. A thin black sweater under that, plus the damned tie at his throat and he was almost presentable.

’I look,’ he twitched a lock of hair off his face and watched in dismay as it immediately fell back into its original unruly place, ‘I look like a total dork.’

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Lee had gone out earlier and picked up a new pair of leather pants because his old ones were definitely at home. Oddly, he was more at ease in leather than people generally imagined him to be; people saw him and imagined a preppy, generally upscale look.

He pulled the tight black shirt over his chest and eased it down, then shrugged on his leather bike jacket. He looked in the mirror - a quick glance - and then turned and walked out of the room.

"Hey Tony," he called from the hall, "You ready yet?"

He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, waiting for Tony to come out of his - their - room. The other room was now officially for guests.

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'No.'

"Yeah, just a sec," Tony called back, shrugging his shoulders and feeling the heaviness of the jacket move with them.

Then he fiddled with the cuffs of his sleeves for as long as he thought he could get away with before Lee called again before taking a deep breath and walking decidedly towards the bedroom door.

He fried demons. He should be able to stand a couple hours being strangled by his tie and refraining from touching Lee's leather-clad body, right?

Right.

"Don't laugh," he warned as he pushed open the door and stepped out into the hallway.

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Tony stepped out into the hallway and Lee smiled as he came into view. "You look cute," he commented.

He wasn't lying. Tony looked adorable in his suit - totally out of ease, completely unsure, but cute just the same. Tony was the kind of guy who would probably look awkward in suits all his life, while Lee was the kind of guy who modeled them, but it didn't matter.

He reached his hand out. "I picked up the bike earlier today from Saya, I figured we could ride to Lux, or we could just take the subway. Which do you prefer?" He wondered, briefly, if hand holding was against the rules too.

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Cute? Cute? Oh no, that was just not on.

Tony tore his eyes from the tight line of Lee's legs and the way his shirt stretched over his chest long enough to flash the other man a warning look.

"I look like a guy being eaten by a suit."

He eyed the hand Lee offered and cocked his head to the side. Hand-holding didn't count, right? It was hardly the kind of touching they'd indulged in lately.

"Bike'd be faster," he said finally, linking his fingers with Lee and letting the other man pull him along.

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Lee curled his fingers around Tony's and pulled him along, down to where his bike was waiting on the street. "You look fine," he assured Tony as they moved. "You look respectably cute. I like it. It's a good look for you." He grinned, his dimples pocketing his cheeks. "Come on, then."

He led Tony to the bike and looked at it for a moment. Of course, he would have to drive - there was just no way Tony was driving his bike, especially while Lee was sober and able. "Okay. Before we get to Lux, you're allowed to grab me around the waist, and after we leave. Because rules or no rules, you're not falling off the back of this bike, okay?"

He lifted one leg and settled onto the Harley and waited for Tony to mount up behind him.

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"Falling off wasn't exactly in my plan either," Tony said, rolling his eyes and then scrambling over the seat until he was settled against Lee's warm back.

He searched with his feet until he found purchase on the rests, then circled Lee's waist with his arms, holding on loosely for the moment.

"Just don't drive like a crazy person."

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Lee started the bike, and it roared to life, then purred gently. He cocked his head back, gazing at Tony for a moment. "I'm not going to kill you, relax. You've been on the bike with me, you know I drive safely."

They raced through the streets - fast enough to make Lee happy and slow enough to be cautious. In the City, though, there really was no reason to be overly worried - no traffic, and a total of three cars made driving pretty safe.

He turned into the street where Lux was located and slowed down, then stopped the bike entirely in front of the lounge. The other benefit of no cars was the ease of finding a parking space. He helped Tony get down and smiled. "Come on, I made reservations."

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Tony took advantage of the opportunity to press his cheek against Lee's back and squeeze slightly with arms and thighs as they sped through the empty streets. The ride was over far too soon, considering that he wouldn't be able to touch the other man the same way until the end of the night.

Obviously, Lee drove way too fast.

By the time he was swinging himself down off the bike, with Lee's help, the vibrations from the ride had already made his body sensitive and jittery. He avoided Lee's smile, tips of his ears already turning red, and turned towards the entrance.

"Great," he exhaled, tugging fretfully at his sleeves. "Let's go in."

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Lee wasn't going to mention how Tony's warmth against his back had sent goosebumps that were unrelated to cold shooting up them; that would be considered teasing, and that was against the rules.

He could have just asked Tony - Will you jack off while I watch? but what fun would that have been? He walked ahead of Tony instead, pushing the thoughts away and entering the club. A young lady with a mask greeted them, and Lee softly told her about their reservations. She led them to a semi-private booth and left them there.

The jazz was great. The owner of the club had good taste. Lee smiled over at Tony. "Too fancy, still?"

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Tony looked around the club with interest, taking in the music, the decor, the people who looked way more comfortable in their clothing than he was. He smiled at the thought that Zev probably would have been thrilled about the music, if he had been there.

"It's still a little more ritzy then I'm used to," he admitted to Lee. "But I think I can handle it."

Should they order wine? It seemed appropriate, but Lee was going to be driving later. Did he even know what a good wine choice would be?

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Lee smiled at how obviously out of his element Tony was. He was much more comfortable than his boyfriend. He didn't order anything and instead leaned over the table, putting his face in his hands. "All right. So you hate I work for Rosiel, you think my boss wants to get into bed with me, but you haven't met Budd."

Lee grinned. He was sort of glad to have a job now. Watching Tony was a luxury, after spending all that time trying to avoid looking at him. Did he always have that dimple in his chin? He'd definitely have to explore that later. You're staring, Nicholas. He's probably internally freaking out.

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He'd never had Lee's complete attention before. It was kind of freaking him out. Plus, Lee's eyes were really green in lamp light. He was grinning, was he amused? Was Tony's hair sticking up weird? He thought he'd smoothed it out enough, but the bike ride might have ruined that.

"Um..." Tony shifted his gaze to his napkin, which he was twisting slowly around his fingers. "Budd? Is that the guy you're always trying to keep out of the wine?"

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Tony was fidgeting. Told you, his brain provided unhelpfully. He reached across the table and took the napkin away. "Yep," he said, grinning. "Budd's pretty cool though. He worked at a stripper bar and he has all these great stories."

Lee paused. "You okay there, Tony?"

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Tony blinked as his napkin was suddenly pulled from his hands and drawn to Lee's side of the table.

"Hey," he said, a slight pout to his lips. "I might need that later, you know."

He wasn't too sure he wanted to hear about Budd's adventures at the stripper bar. Especially not with Lee grinning at him like that. Stupid dimples.

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"I know," Lee said, raising one eyebrow.

He laughed. "You know," he began, "And you're not allowed to consider this teasing, because it's not, but you can deal with giving me head and you can deal with sex and kissing but you can't sit in front of me and talk to me." He smiled to show that it wasn't a serious issue.

"Tell me something fun. Something funny. Anything." He lessened the smile, knowing that Tony had a weakness for his dimples. "Come on. I'm human too."

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"I'm not the best conversationalist," Tony replied. Right, Foster, I think he's noticed that by now.

Something fun? Something funny? Damned if he could think of anything to say that didn't sound stupid.

"...Did Henry really try to wear that awful sweater out in public?"

Because talking about you ex is always prime conversation material on a date. Good job.

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Lee rubbed his eyes with his fingers, "Yes," he said. "He grabbed the thing and put it on while I was in the other room getting ready," he grinned at the memory. "He comes out two minutes later wearing that awful thing and looking like an idiot."

Lee shook his head. "So I made him take it off, and he insisted that if we were going to a gay club, we would have to fit in. Honestly. How is it no one pegged him for a vampire before?"

Lee rubbed his wrist at the memory. That was the night that Henry had basically pinned Lee to a chair and fed. Talk about a nice segue.

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"He does have awful fashion sense. I kept having to tell him not to wear crimson shirts because they clashed so badly with his hair."

Tony remembered a certain evening when he told Henry to put on a black shirt instead. So, of course the man had worn blue, because nobody told Henry Fitzroy what to do.

'Royal bastard,' Tony thought, fondly.

"He writes romance novels, did he tell you that? Those really horrible ones you find at the drug store with Fabio on the cover with some tramp falling out of her shirt."

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Lee laughed. The waitress dropped off their drinks, which he had arranged previously - non-alcoholic, both sodas. He knew what Tony preferred. "I remember he told me about that. He said that you hated his fashion sense." Lee shook his head. "I had to remind him that not all of us are stuck in a time warp."

At the mention of romance novels, Lee started to snicker. "No, he didn't tell me what he did." Suddenly the thought occurred to him. "Shit. He's not secretly Elizabeth Fitzroy, is he? My mom loves those damned books!"

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"I'm afraid so. You'll have to arrange to get an autograph for her when you get back," Tony said, grinning at the look on Lee's face. "Maybe he'll send an early copy of the next in that awful pirate series he's doing now."

He reached for the soda the waitress set in front of him and took a long swallow, then rested the cool glass against his lips and chin for a second. It wasn't exactly warm in the club, but for some reason he felt a little flushed.

Probably the tie's fault. He loosened the knot at his throat slightly with a finger.

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Lee turned and shook his head, then stretched. "She'll be thrilled to know that my boyfriend's ex is secretly her favorite romance writer. Once she gets over the heart attack of me having a boyfriend."

He paused. Shit, I really want to kiss him right now.

They were the kind of thoughts he had a lot back in Vancouver in the early, awkward days. Now it was just annoying because he really wanted to see Tony masturbate.

That and his pride was on the line. He took a sip of the soda and watched as Tony looked flushed. "You okay?" he asked cautiously.

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"I'm fine," Tony said, licking moisture from the glass' condensation from his lips and wiping at his chin absently with his fingers. When Lee stretched, his muscles moved under the tight shirt he was wearing. It was really distracting.

"You're actually planning to tell her?" he inquired, nervously recalling his own parents' response to finding out he was, in his father's words, 'a dirty, cocksucking faggot'.

"Do you think she'll be upset?"

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"You're sure?" Lee asked. God, don't lick your lips, Tony, dirty thoughts, dirty thoughts, dirty thoughts...

He thought about him telling his mom and finally nodded. "Yeah. I'd tell her. I don't think she'd be too upset, after she got over the fact that she'll never see grandchildren, or something." He shrugged. "My mom's pretty liberal, you know."

He flicked his eyes over Tony's lips again. "I don't know. I'm lucky that way."

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"She seemed nice all the times she's come to the set, anyway. She makes good cookies."

She looked exactly like the kind of mother Tony remembered seeing on television and in movies. And she'd pinched Amy's cheeks and called her sweetheart, which, all by itself meant that she was an awesome, awesome woman.

"And yes, I'm sure I'm fine," Tony said, combing fingers through his hair. "Why, do I look not-fine?"

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Lee leaned forward and told Tony, "You look a little flushed. You need to go home?" He was a touch worried, he had to admit.

He remembered his mom on set. She had baked the entire production staff cookies and brought a big basket for Mason and CB. Only his mother would remember everyone's name involved with the worst vampire show ever produced. "She liked you," Lee admitted after a moment. "She said you looked like a 'nice boy.'"

Don't add that she thought he was dating Amy, Nicholas, that's not a nice thing to say to a guy you plan on... his thoughts censored themselves before he could give anything away.