You Were Supposed To Be My One Night Stand (private for me and Crazy)

[TimetoDuel95]

Name: Allistar Gregory
Age: 28
Position: Seme
Height: 6'
Personality: Allistar is a wealthy man who has gotten used to getting what he wants using money, but he also has a bit of being controlling and using his dominating side as a means for sexual gratification. He loves a challenge, but doesn't mind at all when his ukes bend to his will.

[crazyone]

Name: John Manny
Age: 25
Position: Uke
Height: 5'10"

Info:

Just graduated from from an elite university, his family expected him to do great things. However he took a job as a manager at a dance club to help out a friend and now it's the place to be. He comes off as cold and emotionless, but everyone has their soft spots.

[TimetoDuel95]

Allistar entered the dance club after showing his driver's license to the bouncer and he glanced around at the young people dancing to the loud, upbeat music filling the club as lights danced around them and the dance floor changed floors multiple times under their feet. He made his way straight to the bar and ordered himself one of the multicolored drinks and he sat observing the couples grinding against one another and making out without caring who saw. He merely came to the club just to observe the behaviors of the younger people, though he also came to see if he could find someone to bring home. Though he never had much luck, as he never found anyone that he had much interest in or could handle his sadistic bed manners.

[crazyone]

John sighed as he finished pouring over the books a final time before removing his glasses and rubbed his eyes. The party they hosted the other night was exhausting and if he calculated correctly, then he has only a couple of hours to get home before he will have to sleep on the cursed couch in the office once again. Filing away the papers he locks them up in his desk as he stands up to walk towards the door and opens it. The music was pulsating upstairs and he was grateful for the fact he spent the extra money to making his office sound proof since one of them has to work.

John began to walk down the hall as the music got louder and once he opened the double doors, the life filled the doorway. "Lively as usual," he muttered as he walked to the railing and looked down on the dance floor. If he walked down there he knew he would be out of place with his suit and all, but none the less he had to see if Peter was still around and knowing him he would be at the bar flirting with someone.

[TimetoDuel95]

Allistar sipped down half of the drink he ordered and he glanced over at someone who was flirting with more than one woman. He was about to scout the dance floor for a victim for the night. He sighed softly as he himself was getting noticed by women, which he hated. He'd preferred men over women for so long that he pretty much hated being anywhere near one that stared at him with lust. He ordered another drink after finishing the one he had just ordered and looked at his watch to keep from making eye contact with one of the female bartenders that was looking his way.

[crazyone]

John made it over to the bar and noticed Peter flirting with a few women, regulars to the club. "Maybe if you had some better self control, you wouldn't be complaining about being broke at the end of the month," stated John as he walked up to Peter who tried to stammer out an excuse. "Save it. I am going home and will be taking the next couple of days off. You should survive correct?"

"...Uh...yeah...do you really need those days off?" Asked Peter, his brown eyes staring at John's hazel ones before a hand grabbed his face and brought him over to John.

"I do before I kill someone due to a lack of responsibility from another party. Now I suggest you get your ass upstairs and look over some of the files. When I come back I expect you be able to tell me your reasoning behind the new hires you have chosen as well as your opinion of another matter. Do you understand?" John "smiled" at Peter as he released him and looked at his watch. "I will see you in a couple of days." With that, he turned and began to head towards the front door.

"What a meanie! Why don't you just fire him for being rude to you all the time? I know my boss would," chirped a blonde as she took on of Peter's arms.

"Well...he is the reason why the club is successful and we are old friends. It's just the way he is," chuckled Peter.

"So you are just the poster boy and he is the brains huh?" smirked the brunette that took his free arm.

"Hey what is that supposed to mean?" asked Peter as the girls took him away from the bar and to another location.

[TimetoDuel95]

Allistar examined the situation that occurred through the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but examine the brunette, who appeared feisty and with his head firm on his shoulders while the other male was more loose and carefree. He liked feisty. He clearly could see that the other male was upset as well...maybe this night won't be a waste after all for the both of them. He slowly moved off his bar stool and casually followed the brunette, gently tapping him on the shoulder once head close enough and flashing him a kind expression when the brunette turned to him.

"Good evening...I couldn't help but notice your quarrel with the frequent occupant at the bar...my name is Allistar Gregory and I come here quite often. I must say I'm impressed someone so young can keep a business like this from crumbling." Allistar greeted.

[crazyone]

John was rubbing his temples and when he felt a tap on his shoulder and noticed a man smiling at him. As the man spoke, John remained cool and kept his expression blank. "Sorry. Not interested, but thank you for being a regular patron. Now if you excuse me, I am in a hurry," he replied as he turned and walked out.

[TimetoDuel95]

Allistar blinked as he was initially rejected. He got the feeling that all the brunette was focused on was getting as far from the club as possible and probably as far away from his so-called partner as possible. He couldn't help but find that attractive, especially after he'd gotten close enough for a good look at the brunette. He definitely had a fire in him, and Allistar could always deal with a little heat. He followed the other male out of the club and moved up so that he was walking beside him.

"I don't mean to come off as...annoying, but I am curious about you. I don't think I've ever seen you in the club before." Allistar said with that kind smile again.

[crazyone]

As soon as the cool air hit his face, he felt a hundred times better...that is until an annoying voice took him out of his potential solitude. At this point he just ignored the person and hoped that after a block or two, this person would just leave him alone.

Dear God...why can't I just get one damn night where I get some peace and quiet? It's not like I am asking for a whole lot...