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[Video; un: ImTayBitch

[Tay's wearing a silver chain necklace, a pretty silk robe that's been left open, has a couple rings on his fingers, and he's holding a coffee mug. If anyone recognizes it, the background is Gaura and Henry's dining room. He gives the screen a warm smile and speaks in a gentle tone.]

Alright ladies and gentlemen, my name is Tay. I'm new here and I need to know the essentials!

I need to know where the party scene is. What clubs do you recommend? Where has the best drinks and music? If you'd rather show me, even better. I promise you, I can keep up.

Also, anyone know where I can get some more modern clothes?

Whatever you can tell me, I'd be most grateful. Thank you and I hope you all have a lovely day.

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[That puts Tay on the backfoot for a moment, but then his smile eases back and he relaxes again.]

Now there's a question I wasn't expecting. What makes you think I have any idea how to fight?

[This might not be good.]

All gentry have some form of martial competence.

[He's not only pretty, but he also can spot a fighter. Smarts anywhere else? debatable.]

You're not a commoner and I don't need to come from the future to know that.

[He knows arrogance, too.]

[Tay watches Wanyin for a moment. He's honestly impressed at this guy's observation skills. He hadn't given him enough credit originally. Still, it's part of the game and he wants more info out of Grumpy Gus, so he has to play ball.]

I have been taught some martial arts, but I wouldn't say I have any talent there. It's a requirement though, like you said, in my family. However, I'm decent at handguns and I'm an expert with..

[He gestures to his smile.]

Charm. It's much better than getting my hands dirty.

[He's also totally lying. He's not 'decent' with handguns. He's quite good at them, but that's a minor fib, right?]

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[ Look, politically, he made himself an expert in reading people like this. He had the talent when he was young and only time made it better. Romantically reading people? Dumber than shit. But he snorts at the mention of charm. ]

Yes, that sounds like someone else I know.

So explain these hand guns. They're projectiles? But not a bow and arrow?

[That was a laugh! That was totally a laugh! Tay wins, as always!]

Ah, ah, ah! That's not the game. However, since you're new at this, I'll take it as my dare.

[Whew, it's starting to get a bit hot in here. Absent-mindedly, he tugs a little at his collar.]

Alright, so a gun. Yes, it's a projectile. There are two main types. You have your large ones and you have your hand guns. The larger ones usually require two hands and are bulkier. The benefit, of course, is that the bullets which are what come out of them, the 'arrow' if you will, goes further and has what's called a higher caliber. That just means it hits harder.

A handgun is smaller and their caliber is less but you only need one hand and they're faster. One shot can still easily kill a person. With me so far?

[His eyes might have glazed over with that explanation. Probably more because the timber of Tay's voice was alluring. He was just drawn to it. He wondered if his short hair was really that fluffy when you touched it. The alcohol must be doing a number on him-he's so hot already in this place! ]

... No.

I mean... nope. Bigger weapons mean bigger damage. Smaller weapons are smaller damage but work faster.

[Tay laughs when he noticing the look on Wanyin's face. He feels a few beads of sweat and is quick to wipe them away before it looks unseemly. If only he had a fan or something..]

I'm sorry. I'm not doing a good job with this. Let me try again, hm? Actually it'll be easier if I show you.

[It's busier now so it's takes more effort to get the bartender's attention. After requesting the items he also asks for some cold water. The bartender doesn't seem all that interested in fetching their drink he can't charge for, so Tay just turns his attention on the drawing.]

Here's kind of a general look of a pistol. The bullets are stored inside here and there are mechanics inside that create a tiny explosion. It launches the bullet out through this long piece called the barrel. So um.. if you think of maybe a crossbow- do you have those?- it might be at least a little similar?

[ Still drawing a blank. But he has to lean in closer to look at the drawing and... fuck, what if this was a reincarnation of Huaisang? He wouldn't put it past the gods that fate twisted like that. He even draws, too! ]

No. We have fireworks, if you mean explosions. So you set off a tiny firework to send the stone-bullet, out?

Yeah, kind of. The substance in fireworks that make them erupt like they do is called gun powder. Guns use the same thing.

[Just for fun, he draws a little stick figure with his tongue sticking out and x's for eyes after getting 'shot' by the gun.]

Have you ever seen or heard of these being sold here?

[He's really starting to feel uncomfortable. Was there something in their drink after all? He forgets he asked such a vital question and interrupts whatever Wanyin might have been saying.]

Would you be up for some fresh air?

[He gets to his feet and has to quickly catch hold of Wanyin's arm to keep himself from losing his balance.

He's only had two drinks. Well, okay, more like four or five if he counts the ones from before he got to the bar but still..]

[Gun powder to him was the black powder he knew. He didn't know how to mix it up, but he knew how dangerous it could be. ]

No- My--

[Blinking, he tries to catch up with the sudden change of topic. Tay stumbles, grabs Cheng's arm and he can feel through the fabric of his own shirt, the heat radiating off the man. It was almost as if...
Oh.
Oh no. ]

Hey! There uki in these drinks?

[ He's not letting go of Tay. You know, to protect him. It's not like there's a flare of heat bursting in his body or anything. Scowling, he pounds the bar. ]

I'm talking to you!

[The bartender waves as if Cheng wasn't being annoying but there's a smirk on the man's face. Cheng growls low.]

Fuck. Let's go. You need to go home.

Uki? What's that?

[He hears the angry words and the growl- which, why is that such a turn on?- but it's not making the most sense. His mind is too busy racing through all of tactics he was taught if he found himself drugged. Sadly, there aren't many since most tactics involve avoiding getting drugged. How had he screwed up so bad?

He turns to say something to Wanyin, but instead he hooks an arm around the tall man's neck to draw him closer. He kisses the hot Grumpy Cat and presses up against him.]

[No opportunity to answer that question as his mouth’s assaulted. And Cheng doesn’t resist. The drug’s in his system too and having a warm, willing body pressed up against him is almost too much. He doesn’t even think about breathing until his lungs are burning and his hands have been filled with one ass cheek each.]

Shiiit

[They’re in trouble. Big trouble. And now Cheng-who knows what the fuck is going on- has to navigate them out of here.]

Turn around and start walking. [He’s hissing in Tay’s ear, trying desperately not to start stripping the man down. And he has to figure out who’s home is closer or… something. He doesn’t know what.]

Bathroom's closer.

[He can't remember ever being so horny so abruptly. He could easily have been dragged onto the closest table and been fucked right there in front of everyone. He bites his bottom lip, trying to pull himself together enough to walk. It's really difficult when that means making Wanyin stop groping him.

After a brief moment and a grunt of frustration, he pushes himself to get moving or else he really was going to be taken on the bar itself.]

[ Bathroom?! But that's where people--fine. Never mind. It's fine. Cheng's already following closely, almost like he was the man's shadow. ]

Bathroom?

[And when they pass into the men's room with the obnoxious stalls and sinks, he doesn't think anything else of it. There's one passing thought to lock the deadbolt before he's yanking Tay over, trying to swallow the other man's tongue as he is groping for the length now prominent in the other's pants. ]

[Look it's either the bathroom or the alley. Tay needs the D in a very, very desperate way! He's not waiting to go all the way to someone's house.

When Wanyin doesn't protest any more than that, he leads them there as quickly as possible. Inside, he gasps as the man he's with becomes like an animal hungry to devour him. Tay legs shake he's so turned on! He backs up against the sink and wraps his arms around Wanyin's shoulders.

He groans against Wanyin's lips as he's stroked. He presses his hips forward, eager for the contact. The lithely, he slips onto the edge of the sink and kicks his boots off.]

Get them off! Please Wanyin get my pants off and fuck me!

[ He's still trying to figure out how the other can string full sentences together. In one swoop, he shucks Tay's pants off and they go skimming somewhere along the floor. He works his own down to just past his knees and as his fingers curl around the cock before him, he's already trying to figure out which weird bottle was soap and which one was lube. Because yes, many of these places had free lube in the bathrooms.

In moments, he's already prepping with one finger in and his mouth on Tay's cock, his groan more a growl as he sinks deeper into the thrall of the drug. ]

[It's a mystery!

Normally Tay would hate his clothes being treated like that, but he doesn't care. He shoves his sweater and tank top off too, letting them land somewhere beyond his scope of vision.

Having not worn underwear in the first place, the man who'd claimed he wasn't after Wanyin's cock is naked with his legs spread and crying out uninhibitedly.]

Fuck! Oh god, fuck!

[This guy! He rushes up to try and swallow down his cries, quickly adding another finger to scissor Tay open. Cheng isn't even going to admit how hot it was to have him calling out like this.

It's rough and sloppy, but it's not like he can wait, either. A few moments later, he pulls back with a gasp. Palming probably too much lube on is dick, his other hand tugs Tay's hips to get him right at the edge of that counter. eyes locked on that hole winking for him.]

[He should insist on a condom. He should be doing this slower. Hell, he shouldn't be doing this at all!

There's no way he's stopping. If he doesn't get dicked right now, he's just might die from the heat sweltering his body. As his hips are moved forward, drags his fingers over Wanyin's chest and shoulders.

Drawing back, he nips at Wanyin's lips.]

Now! I need you!

[What the hell is a condom? He can feel the sweat clinging to his braid and as Tay bites as his lips, he moans, trying to chase them. ]

Impatient brat. [He growls, already trying to line up and not move too far away in the process. He is craving that hot tightness clutching at him and there is very little care as he works himself inside. ]

[Tay tosses his head back and cries out. The sound is loud and a mix of pain and pleasure. His nails dig into Wanyin's back and he moans.

It's exactly what he wants. He needs this more than he can remember needing anything before. His legs curl around the other man, dragging him impatiently closer. He wonders just how strong this guy is.]

[He's sure that at this moment, Tay could feel some of the leopard's fur on his back. And Cheng didn't care as he worked himself further in until he had bottomed out.

And he didn't think to give any time to adjust before he starts rocking.]

[He can barely breathe as Wanyin moves so quickly to fill him. Tay wouldn't have had it any other way, but it's an intense feeling. Gasping for air, his arms move upward to wrap around the tall man's shoulders.

With a small growl, he lifts himself off the counter and wraps tighter around his partner. He nips at Wanyin's jaw line before returning to his lips.]

[ Not expecting that shift but he adjusts as needed. He spaces his feet a little farther apart and hooks his hands under Tay's thighs. As the kisses turn hungry, he basically bounces Tay on his cock, the groans low growls in his throat. ]

Fuck! So deep!

[Tay doesn't leave the work to Wanyin. Sharp nails scratch along the back of his neck and the lithe body in his arms rocks up and down, eagerly riding his lover's cock.

Breaking their kiss, he pants for air.]

Bite me, Wanyin!

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