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He plops down on Cale's chest, basically abusing him as a pillow. Yes, this is the spot he chose to nap on. Hot man tiddies.
The merc let out a soft grunt as Caleb plopped down onto his chest and laughed as he said. "Comfy there I take it?" He has a eyebrow raised a a soft grin on his face as he laid there.
They danced like this for longer than Caleb had even meant to. He was just so carried away by the music, the feeling of Cale's body against his, the smell of sweat and the sound of the other's voice. Only when the band finished their last song did he stop, a layer of sweat glistening on the Punk's skin and causing his shirt to stick to him.
"Well fuck, we danced our asses off. So much for being a bad dancer, you killed it, trooper." He gave Cale's chest another friendly punch before he ran a hand through his own hair. The black mohawk glistening in the stage light as his black painted nails ran through his hair.
"I need a drink now and a smoke, so let's take this outside." He motioned as he armed himself with a fresh bottle of beer, leading the other to the backdoor where they could reach the alleyway behind the club.
He didn't expect for things to go as long as they did dancing with Caleb, but it just felt right to him and he didn't want to stop that much was clear, so he got lost in the moment and in the feel of the music and when things finally died down he laughed and said. "Welllllll shit I didn't...think I'd be able to keep it up for that long but aye......nothing wrong with surprising yourself right?" He wasn't about to admit this was the first time he went out of his way to dance like this with ANYONE, he thought his dancing was bad enough that it spoke for itself. He gave a mock bow at Caleb complimenting his dancing as he was punched in the chest and said. "Seeing how I opened with probably one of the worst dances imaginable I had to really try and keep step with ya!" He gave a playful wink as he followed Caleb outside. He had gotten himself two beers as well, one already open and being chugged as he came out the back door and let the cold air hit him, he had worked up a bit of a sweat as well as he used the cold bottle to wipe his brow some as he said. "Fuckin hell I didn't think I'd a sweat my ass off like I did dancing...but I guess people use it to work out in a way so...shouldn't surprise me." Those emerald green eyes of his were watching Caleb quietly for a second or two before he finally said. "Don't mind me saying this but there is just SOMETHING about you that has me coming back to this club looking for you and for the life of me I REALLY can't figure it out." He wasn't saying he felt anything in the romantic sense, because lets be real here, a happy ending at the end of a night at the bar does not a relationship make, and besides Caleb just being over all attractive as hell too, he just couldn't shake the fact there was something more to him that he hadn't quit figured out yet.
" Oh COME ON! " Caleb laughed at the sight of the saddest shuffle in the history of mankind. He couldn't help but smirk at the sight, giving the merch a playful shove before grabbing him by the shirt and pulling him close again. With the closeness established, he once more moved his body in a more dignified way, looking Cale in the eye while he did so.
" Damn, I'm honored. What else do you do with good company only? " He mused into the merch's ear over the sound of loud music surrounding them. Eventually Caleb had danced his way close enough that his back was touching Cale's chest and his butt grinding against his crotch.
To show that he was doing this totally on purpose, did the punk reach down behind Cale to give his butt a nice squeeze.
" Now you're starting to get the hang of it. "
Caleb's laugh and subsequent shove was enough to have that playful grin turn into full on laughter as he said. "I'm Sorry I had tooooo! I'd a never forgiven myself if I didn't pull SOMETHING stupid here..." He lurched forward when Caleb grabbed and pulled him in close by the shirt, he couldn't help his gaze trailing down to watch Caleb's swaying side to side. He was swaying along with him when he heard him comment about being good company and he felt a playful grin spread across his face as he glanced back up and said. "Wellllll darlin, you remember how our first encounter ended sooooo....can't say I do that with just any joe blow off the dance floor haha." He glanced down once more when he felt Caleb grinding against him and couldn't help but let out a soft laugh as he looked up towards the ceiling for a second or two. Something about this man had him coming back to this club again and he couldn't figure out what it was EXACTLY. He didn't have much time to think on it when he felt those hands and he felt his heart skip a beat for a moment as he said. "W-well when I got you leading the way can ya blame a guy for getting the hang a it?" He gave Caleb a playful wink as he pressed against him. He could clearly hold his own and part of what he was enjoying more then anything was the company.
What’s Cale’s love life like?
Haha honestly depends on the verse for him more then anything in his sci-fi verse he's had his fair share of casual flings and one night stands or FWB's. Only two women he's ever had anything meaningful with so far, everything else he tries and at least keep friendly to a extent.
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" Deal! " He smirked before grabbing Cale by the wrist, pulling him towards the dance floor until they were right in the middle of the moving crowd. And once they were standing there, the Punk began moving his hips to the music, followed by his legs and arms. Slowly but surely, his entire body was moving to the beat of the music.
" See there is no secret to it, just move your body to the beat of the music. It comes completely naturally! " He smirked at the merch, turning to show him exactly how he was moving his body, so Cale could try to copy him until he had found his own rhythm.
Eventually Caleb moved closer until they were only inches apart while the crowd was pressing in on them, piratically moving them closer to each other.
The merc laughed as he was pulled along by the wrist, grinning softly as he followed Caleb into the middle of the crowd, making sure to not knock into anyone and mess with their grove so to speak, he would of been a idiot not to watch Caleb as they began to dance, those emerald green eyes of his scanning up and down as he let the the playful expression on his face do all the talking for him. He couldn't help but laugh a little as he thought about how to do this, did he want to just match up with Caleb or was he gonna do something a little more on brand for him? 'Ah fuck it lets have a lil fun' was the only thought he had as he began to do what one could best describe as the saddest shuffle this side of the galaxy. The cheeky smirk on his face a clear indication that he knew exactly what he was doing and it was TOTALLY on purpose. The awkward shuffle didn't keep going for very long as he found himself pressing closer to his dance partner, deciding he'd do his best to match as he said. "Just about having a lil fun right?..." He chuckled, he wasn't backing away or slowing his moves so it was clear he was in for whatever Caleb had in mind right now. "Honestly I only dance like this with good company so....guess you're it huh?" He winked softly as he kept up the rhythm.
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Caleb gave a snort. " No one in this place is a good dancer unless it's a fucking lap dance. " He motioned towards the crowd of people kinds just moving their body to the rhythm of the band that was playing. " It's mostly freestyle. We could just grind against each other and be the best dancers on there. " The Punk sounded pretty confident as he reached for one of Cale's shot to down it himself.
The merch was still a bit shy but Caleb knew he could convince him to let loose a little. It worked wonders last time, after all ~ " Come on! I can show you how it's done and in return you show me to shoot someone, deal? " He finger gunned the merch, yet whether Caleb was joking or not, was not entirely clear. He sure as fuck would want to shoot a gun for fun.
He took a long glance out over the crowd dancing and couldn't help but laugh a little as he said. "Sure it helps being high on whatever they're taking or drunk or just not giving a fuck helps a lot too huh?" He looked back at Caleb with a soft smile, those eyes trailing own over that frame as the pleasant thought of grinding against him on the dance floor passed through his mind. He snatched another shot before downing it and then refilling it, and downing another! The man was able to knock them back like it was going out of style, it was more him trying to keep his nerve and not be a blushing mess more then anything. he KNEW Caleb was picking up on it as he stood up from the bar after grabbing another filled shot and offered a toast and said. "Alright alright here's the deal, you show me how to properly dance out there and I'll show you how to properly handle some iron huh?" He snorted at the finger guns as he knocked the shot back before putting it on the bar counter as he moved towards the dance floor. He glanced back for a second before reaching out with that cybernetic and offered Caleb his hand and said. "Let's not drag this out then huh? No reason in making you wait to be disappointed huh?" He had a shit eating grin as he said that before laughing, he didn't know what kept bringing him back to the club to meet Caleb but it was clear the guy could get him to come out of his shell some and really cut lose when he wanted.
Mom says you’re a killer.
I’m a soldier.
What’s the difference?
Well, when you like it. That’s when you’re a killer.
📁- Gustav is a part time black Smith, learned it from his grandfather when he was in his teens and it's always been a hobby he enjoys dabbling in, something about making something from nothing is relaxing and fulfilling for him.
📁 Anything for Cale is always a treat X3
Caleb couldn't help but lean a bit into the hug, smirking at his words. " Guess we just have to get shitfaced together then. " He gave Cale's chest a friendly punch before ordering the first round of drinks. One of many most likely.
And after getting a taste of the mercenary, he was eager for more. However, right now he was more than happy to just hang out and see where the evening lead. Something about Cale's company was just different to the rest of these guys. " I'm not workin' tonight but we could still check out the other bands. You dance, don't you? " He took a swig of his shot, giving Cale an almost teasing smirk as he leaned in a bit closer because he was oh so curious about the answer.
He couldn't help but laugh as he heard Caleb's suggestion, he grinned softly as he gave the singer a soft shake before snatching one of the shots poured for him and said. "Mmmmm sounds like a beautiful plan to me!" He knocked back one before putting the glass back down and grabbed another and then added. "I imagine you can do a lottttt worse then lil ol me huh?" He nudged him gently with his elbow as he relaxed against the bar. It was odd that he found himself coming back to this club after his first encounter with Caleb, something about him drew him back, but he wouldn't openly admit that. He was caught off guard by the question of dancing when he was about to grab another shot and laughed nervously. "Ahhhhhhhh....I can dance, now a matter a if it's good or not? Depends on how drunk I am!" He wasn't about to shy away from having a little fun that much was clear, but the shy look in his eyes clearly spoke to the fact he ddn't think he was all that good at dancing. He grabbed the bottle and poured them some more shots as he laughed and said. "I think I got a fairly decent sense a rhythm and shit........but uhhhh can't say I've had many chances to test it out ya know? But I mean if you're asking as I said before I'd a fool to say no right?" He grinned softly as he knocked back another shot as he watched Caleb carefully seeing just how much of a fool he'd made of himself admitting he's not done a lot of dancing.
The man scanned over Caleb once more, those emerald green eyes lingering on the rocker with a playful glint in his eyes as he said. "Oooh really now? Waiting for lil ol meeee?" He hooked a arm across Caleb's shoulders and gave him a playful hug, shaking him a little as he said. "Well I may just have to change my plans for the night then! I usually just...get shit face drunk cuz, fuck this holiday butttt.....always enjoy your company darlin."
