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Sandcastles and Fireworks	By : DarklingWillow & BronxWench Category: +M through R > Neverwinter Nights Views: 1524 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Yuji became wrapped up in conversation with the Korean gwisin, and her Dutch writer, the young male gumiho losing himself in conversation with the French author and Willow. But as the dinner went on, the conversations around the table switched and during a lull Yuji looked to where Satoshi was talking with the raven haired elf, Sand, the pair of them completely absorbed in each other.

Kansas was flitting about, meeting people and interrupting conversations around the restaurant to introduce himself and ask where people were from and who their companions were. Periodically he stopped by their table, and either devoured a few bites of his own appetizer, or stole more of the shellfish that Sand had ordered for them. He left the sushi that Satoshi was sharing with Sand alone though.

Vale found his attention wandering throughout the appetizers. Bronwen was not about to let him wander off, as Sand had done, but Vale found he had little desire to charm the rest of the people at Bronwen’s table. He sipped his drink, smiled in the right places, and did his best not to turn his head to catch a glimpse of the tall Japanese man with the perfect eyes who accompanied Willow Archer. He smiled into his drink, recognizing his pattern of behavior as what Nathe would call his “Captain Vale is bored and needs to go hunt something” mode.

Vale took another sip of his drink, and set the glass down carefully. He leaned closer to Bronwen and murmured, “Excuse me, sweet lady. I think I need to go find wherever it is we go when we need to have a good piss.”

Bronwen arched a brow at her blond elf, but she merely nodded and waved one hand in the general direction of what Vale hoped were refreshing rooms. At least he would be able to manage a piss without fussing over smallclothes, which was a relief. He slid his chair back and stood with easy grace.

After only one wrong turn, he found himself in a small corridor, with two doors labeled for males and females. He sighed in relief, and headed into the correct room, ignoring the rows of sinks and odd porcelain receptacles lining one wall in favor of a private stall. He had figured out the toilets in Bronwen’s suite already, and he lifted his kilt to relieve himself. When he finished, he pressed the handle to flush the toilet, and went back out to one of the sinks, to wash his hands with the luxurious soap from a dispenser next to the sink.

As he lathered his hands, Vale pondered Sand’s interest in Satoshi. His moon had been remarkably faithful since they had exchanged rings, showing little interest in any of the humans or elves they knew in Neverwinter. Vale had always assumed it was some form of apology for the years they had lost. It was heady business, being the sole focus of Sand’s attention. His brilliant, mercurial moon elf was a devoted lover and a sanctuary for Vale, someone with whom Vale could drop all his defenses. He could be merely Vale, and not the Captain-Councilor of the Cloaktower, spymaster and executioner on behalf of his guild, a refugee from the painfully stratified realm of Evermeet.

And then there was that tall Japanese man, with his perfect eyes, as beguiling as anyone Vale had ever met. Vale had thought himself past that sort of instant attraction. Since he had found Sand again, Vale had not once had the urge to spend a night with someone other than his moon. The casual dalliances which had sated his needs were forgotten, because none of them could compare to the raven-haired beauty who wore his ring. But Bronwen had said this was a week apart, a week during which he was not bound to Sand. This was a week for new things, and pleasures to be discovered, and Vale was surprised to find himself wondering if that beautiful man would be available to share his bed for a night. It was the youth he had not had in Evermeet, as an orphaned elfling in his uncle’s cold and silent house, as a young elf studying until he reached his first century and could flee his past for a future in the Cloaktower.

Vale shook his head a little, and lathered his hands a second time. Those thoughts were too dark for this week. To be an elf was to live in the moment, since the past could not be changed and the future could not be known. For this week, he would be an elf and revel in each moment. He smiled as he reached for a towel to dry his hands, not bothering to look around to see if anyone else was there.

Yuji looked over his shoulder, where he stood by one of the urinals, as a stall door opened behind him and the blond companion of Bronwen walked out headed for the sinks. Yuji turned his head to watch the elf by the sinks as he zipped himself up, then he strutted over to the sinks. Yuji kept his eyes on the elf through the mirrors above the vanity as he lathered up his hands and rinsed them under the warm water, a small smile gracing his lips.

As Vale reached for the towel, a movement caught his eye in the mirror, and he lifted his head. “Ai, Seldarine,” he breathed, the elven lilting and musical. It was the tall Japanese man, and Vale froze like a deer in a hunter’s sights. He was quite sure the man had been looking him over, and judging by the smile on his face, he had not been disappointed. Vale fought an urge to shiver under that almost predatory gaze, and he felt his cheeks warming as he realized he was dripping water all over the sink.

“Ah, hello,” Vale managed, picking up a hand towel from the neat pile. He began to dry his fingers, looking down at his hands as if he had never seen them before. He looked up again, sure that his cheeks were flushed as he struggled to remember the man’s name. It had not been that long ago that they were introduced, but for some reason, Vale’s usual grasp of details had deserted him utterly. “Yuji, isn’t it?” he asked, his smile wavering just a little.

“No Seldarine, just me,” Yuji said with a grin and winked at the elf as he plucked a towel from the pile as well and dried his hands. Yuji turned to face the elf and leaned one hip against the edge of the vanity, his eyes travelling down and up Vale’s body. “Hayashi Yuji, that’s right,” Yuji answered and dropped the towel into the small basket provided for used towels, then stuck his thumb into the pocket of his suit pants. “You know, my Willow aside, I do believe you have the shapeliest ass at this party.”

Vale’s eyes widened, and he nearly dropped his towel. For a brief moment, he was not sure if one of the Seldarine had chosen to make an appearance. It certainly felt like Erevan Ilesere was up to his usual trickery. Then he realized Yuji was referring to his own whispered exclamation, or maybe it had been a prayer. Vale was not quite sure. He felt his cheeks warm even more, and he looked down at his hand towel, mangling it for a moment before dropping it into the basket. He looked over his own shoulder at the pleats of the kilt, and then looked back at Yuji, turning around to fully face the man.

“I’ll confess, I hadn’t looked at Miss Archer’s ass,” Vale said, and immediately wondered what had inspired him to be cheeky at this very moment. He opened his mouth to apologize, but Erevan must have been watching. “Are you a connoisseur of asses?”

Yuji let out a bright laugh, and stood up straight, his grin growing even more predatory. “Oh, I am absolutely a connoisseur of fine asses. And I would rank yours way up there. Among the finest I have ever seen. I mean, if you just look at my collection of lovers, you will notice that all three of them have very fine asses,” Yuji answered as he slowly moved closer to the elf, a faint growl entering his voice. “Not only that, but I do also appreciate beautiful eyes, delicate ears, and…” Yuji paused and slowly lifted one hand to touch a finger to Vale’s chin. “Not to forget, sensuous lips.” Yuji paused again, and bit his lower lip for a moment, then added with a slightly deeper growl. “And yours are absolutely luscious.”

Vale could have moved. He really could have taken a step back. He did not, however. Instead, he leaned forward a fraction, into the light touch of Yuji’s finger. “I hadn’t noticed your collection of lovers,” he murmured. “I did notice you, though. I definitely noticed you.” Vale wondered if Erevan was dragging Hanali Celanil over to add her brand of mischief to the moment. Given how badly he was flirting, he was sure the petite goddess was groaning in dismay. He shifted slightly, and felt the fine wool of his kilt brush against his semi-hard cock. Of course he did. With the way this was going, the door was going to open, and both Bronwen and Miss Archer were going to charge in and drag him off by his eartips.

“Oh, you did?” Yuji asked, sounding pleased with that notion. “Then you must have a pretty decent taste in men,” Yuji continued and gently grabbed Vale’s chin between his thumb and forefinger and leaned in a little closer. “You are very tempting, Vale, so very, very tempting.” Yuji paused for a second, then leaned in all the way and pressed his lips against Vale’s lips, capturing Vale’s lower lip between his own and pressed in a little tighter. Then he eased back for a moment, before pressing in again, this time parting his lips just enough to be able to tease the tip of his tongue over Vale’s lower lip.

Vale ghosted a moan, his eyes fluttering closed as Yuji’s tongue made contact with his lip. His lips parted in unconscious invitation, and he let himself lean even closer to the intoxicating man in front of him. His cock was fully hard by now, and he could feel it beneath the kilt, hot and eager. It had been a very long time since he had such a strong and immediate reaction to anyone. In fact, the last time he had been so instantly and profoundly aroused was outside Sand’s shop in Neverwinter, nearly forty years ago.

“Puitho nín,” Vale whispered against Yuji’s lips. “What are you doing to me? Whatever it is, don’t stop.”

Yuji pressed in to deepen the kiss at the blatant invitation, his tongue pressing in to explore Vale’s mouth quickly. “I should ask for permission, Willow always says I should ask for permission,” Yuji whispered against Vale’s lips as he broke the kiss, then pressed in again, before whispering with that predatory growl again, “Can I grab your ass? I’ve been dying to squeeze that ass until you moan, all night.” Yuji did not wait for an answer, but leaned in for another, deeper kiss, and both of his hands slid down Vale’s sides, and around his back, until the long fingers were cupping Vale’s ass.

“How can I refuse such a connoisseur as you?” Vale said, returning the kiss. He lifted his arms, resting them atop Yuji’s shoulders as he let himself lean into Yuji’s chest. If a horde of marauding orcs had stormed into the bathroom, Vale would not have moved a fraction of an inch. Every scrap of his formidable attention was focused on Yuji, and the taste of Yuji’s mouth, the heat of the man’s hands through the wool, and the scent of his own arousal. “By all means, you have my permission, vanima’edan.”

Yuji smothered the elven word with another, deeper kiss, and his long fingers wrapped tight around the globes of Vale’s ass, squeezing hard. Yuji pulled the elf closer, so their bodies were flush against each other, and he gave an appreciative growl. “All that for me,” Yuji said, and looked up into Vale’s eyes. “What a treat.” Yuji did not allow Vale to respond, but pressed in to be allowed to explore Vale’s mouth.

Yuji did not stop even though the door to the bathroom opened and a man walked in, heading for the urinals. Yuji deepened the kiss as the man relieved himself, and when the man walked over to the sinks, Yuji pushed Vale a little, forcing the elf to step back and away from the sinks, until his back was pressed against the small wall between the sinks and the first stall.

Vale ghosted another moan as Yuji deepened the kiss, his eyes closed. Somewhere in the dim recesses of his awareness, he heard the man at the urinal, and then at the sink, but he could not be bothered to open his eyes, at least not until he felt himself moving. His eyes flew open, and he lost himself for a moment in the perfect dark depths of Yuji’s eyes, the other man quite forgotten once again. He pressed his ass more firmly against Yuji’s hands, savouring the kiss.

“That’s more like it,” Yuji growled, and squeezed Vale’s ass tighter, massaging a bit as he pulled Vale flush against himself, and pressed forward with his hips. “Feel what you do to me, Vale. I’m dying to feel your lips around me,” Yuji growled and as the man who had entered pulled the door open to leave again, Yuji broke the kiss and looked to the side. “In there. Let’s go,” he said and steered Vale sideways towards the door of the nearest cubicle. “I want to taste you some more.”

Vale felt the hard length of Yuji’s cock pressed against him, and he could not help the moan that escaped him. He allowed himself to be guided into the stall, his hands clasped behind Yuji’s head. A small part of him wondered about the man who had walked in, and left, but Vale found himself unable to care if he looked like the cheapest kind of dockside trollop. His cock was hard and needy, and he wanted Yuji more than he cared about being circumspect right now. Bronwen could tell him off later.

Yuji got both of them into the spacious stall and closed the door behind himself without breaking the passionate kisses, his tongue exploring the elf’s mouth. Yuji continued to massage Vale’s ass with one hand, but his other hand reached up to slide through Vale’s blond hair. Yuji’s hand brushed against the shell of Vale’s ear, and Yuji broke the kiss just long enough to say, “Your ears are just enchanting. And so tall.” Then Yuji slid his fingertips up the shell of Vale’s ear to the top, and he dove in for an even more passionate kiss. “I am dying to feel your lips around my cock, Vale,” Yuji growled, teasing the elf’s lower lip with his teeth. “I want to hear you moaning around me, and tasting me.”

His hand tightened a little in Vale’s hair, then he slid his fingertips down the shell of the pointed ear very slowly.

Vale’s knees started to buckle, and it took an effort for him not to sink to the floor as Yuji stroked his ear. He let out the softest of moans into Yuji’s mouth as Yuji kissed him, and he felt his cock twitch hard. Any last shreds of reserve vanished, and all Vale could think about was Yuji’s cock, fucking his mouth and pressing into his throat. His belly was a molten ball of heat, and his nipples were pebbled beneath the fine linen of his shirt.

“That was an interesting reaction,” Yuji purred, the predatory growl deep in his voice. “Let me see what happens if I do this,” Yuji continued and gently he took the shell of Vale’s ear between his thumb and forefinger and slid his fingers up towards the tip, the thumb massaging lightly as he went. “Will this get you on your knees for me?” Yuji asked, nibbling sharply on Vale’s lower lip before he dove in for yet another deep kiss.

Vale did not bother to fight it when his knees gave way. He unclasped his hands, letting them trail down Yuji’s chest as he sank gracefully to his knees. The tiles of the floor were cool against his bare skin, and he tugged at Yuji’s belt, opening it eagerly. He could smell Yuji’s arousal now, and he registered the heat of Yuji’s cock against his cheek as he nuzzled the man’s crotch. It took a moment to figure out the button and zipper closures of Yuji’s suit pants, before he was tugging the fabric over Yuji’s slim hips only to be faced with smallclothes.

Yuji leaned back against the door of the stall when Vale sank to his knees, and watched the elf with that predatory grin. But when Vale hesitated when met with underwear, Yuji reached down to stroke Vale’s cheek gently. “What’s this? Why the look of disappointment?” Yuji asked with that soft growl in his tone. He stuck his thumbs into the front of the waistband, and pushed his tight boxer briefs down to reveal his cock, grinning a little wider. “Was this what you’re looking for? You want this in your mouth?” he asked, holding the boxer shorts down with one hand, and reached out with his other hand to cup Vale’s chin gently.

Vale growled, and yanked the offending smallclothes down past Yuji’s knees, his need to taste this man overriding everything else. One hand cupped Yuji’s balls, feeling the heaviness of them, and Vale purred in satisfaction before dragging his tongue along the length of Yuji’s cock, from his sac, up across the frenulum, and sweeping over the head. He purred again, and slid his lips over the head, loving the way Yuji’s generous cock stretched his mouth as he slowly engulfed it. With his free hand, he swept his blond mane to one side so Yuji would have a good view, and then wrapped his hand around Yuji’s ass.

Vale knew he was good at sucking a cock. He indulged in this sort of treat with Sand, who was as generously proportioned as Yuji. Vale knew it would be easy enough to take Yuji into his throat and drive the man over the edge quickly, but he was in no hurry. He wanted to make sure Yuji enjoyed every bit of this, and so he stopped when Yuji bumped the back of his mouth, pulling back and sucking hard as he slowly withdrew. He wondered if he could tease Yuji into impatience like he did Sand, and if Yuji would wind up fucking his mouth and throat in sweet retaliation.

Yuji pulled the front of his shirt up and tucked it under one arm, then looked down at the elf, moaning softly as he was engulfed by the elf’s mouth. Yuji had let go of Vale’s chin, and instead slid his fingers into the unruly hair, tangling his fingers with the blond locks, but not taking a firm hold. “That’s it,” he purred as he bumped the back of Vale’s mouth, and his eyes grew hooded. “That’s how I like it. Now, please me. Make me come, so I can give you your reward.”

Vale narrowed his eyes a little, and he wondered briefly if Yuji was just unaccustomed to the niceties of a proper blowjob, if he expected nothing more than a back-alley knee-buckler from a two-copper whore. He let his mouth slide back down Yuji’s cock again, his tongue dancing along the length, and this time he let Yuji’s cock slide into his tight throat. He did not swallow, though, or even purr. Instead, he drew back again, slow and lascivious, teasing the frenulum with the tip of his tongue as he almost let the head slip free. That was when he purred, like a great golden cat, his hand tightening around Yuji’s ass to hold the man steady so he could swallow him to the root once more.

Yuji let out a loud moan as he slid into the elf’s throat, and he spread his legs a little bit to brace his back against the door. When Vale purred around the head of his cock, Yuji moaned again and his knees locked, the muscles vibrating under Vale’s hand. “That’s it,” Yuji growled as he sank back into that tight throat, and his hand tightened in Vale’s hair as Yuji gently touched the back of Vale’s head, as if to tell him to pause for a moment with his nose buried in the soft curls at the base of Yuji’s cock. “Stay,” Yuji ordered. “Hold it just like that for a moment. Now, swallow.”

Vale held his position, Yuji’s cock deep in his throat, and he reached behind Yuji’s balls with one finger, the sac heavy in his palm. He stroked the tender flesh behind Yuji’s balls, just in front of Yuji’s pucker, something his human flings had always told him was quite pleasurable. He pressed gently as he stroked, and only then did he swallow, feeling his throat muscles ripple around the thick cock. He decided against adding a purr, or even a growl. Yuji’s sac felt hot against his hand, and he was not sure if that would be too much. He was not quite ready to have the man explode, not quite yet.

Yuji moaned loudly again, his head falling forwards, his eyes hooded and dark with pleasure. “You’re good at this, Vale,” he said, the predatory growl in his voice even deeper. “And you take orders very well. Suck my cock, pretty Vale. Make me come and I’ll give you your reward.” Yuji loosened his grip on Vale’s hair, but did not let go completely. He reached up with his left hand and gripped the top of the wall between their stall and the next one. “You’re so good that I need to hold on so my knees don’t buckle,” Yuji said with a teasing wink, and pressed his hips forward just a fraction to urge Vale on.

Vale arched a brow at the man, wondering how long it would take Nathe to stop laughing if he had heard Yuji’s comment about Vale being good at taking orders. He had been made captain of the Cloaktower’s battlemages because he tended not to follow orders, although his results were always excellent. It had been the same reasoning which saw him elected as councilor to the governing body of his Guild. Following orders was most definitely not one of his skills.

However, sucking a cock was most assuredly in his list of skills, and he wondered how long he could draw this out, to see if he could indeed make Yuji’s knees buckle. He teased that little patch of flesh behind Yuji’s balls as he withdrew, and he purred as he dragged his tongue over the head of Yuji’s cock, tasting the salty tang of the man’s precum. Yuji was simply delicious, Vale decided. His cock, trapped as it was in the fine wool of his kilt, agreed happily.

It seemed Vale would have to set a brisker pace if he wanted his mouth fucked, and so he tilted his head at exactly the right angle to take Yuji straight into his throat. He slid his mouth over that gorgeous cock fast and growled in delight when Yuji filled his throat, and then withdrew and did it again, just as quickly.

Yuji let out another loud moan as Vale’s pace quickened, and looking down at the elf Yuji began to grin a little wider. “Oh, so that’s what you like, huh?” he asked, his breath a little faster. Yuji licked his lips, and let go of the wall between stalls to fist both of his hands in Vale’s hair. “Stop,” he ordered, and nodded as Vale did just that, with only the head of Yuji’s cock between his lips. Yuji moved his hips, making his cock slip free, and he leaned down to press a kiss to Vale’s lips. “Tell me what you want. I want to hear you beg me for it. Do you want me to fuck your mouth, until I come? Is that what you’re trying? Tell me how badly you want it.”

Vale bit back a growl when Yuji stopped him, that perfect cock sliding out of his mouth. He looked up at Yuji, narrowing his eyes slightly. One of the things that made Vale excel as a spymaster and as an interrogator was his ability to read people, and he was more than adept at observing humans. Yuji was a pure alpha, a dominant male, and Vale could see that need to assert himself over the elf quite clearly. Vale enjoyed alpha males. After all, Sand was as strong-willed as Yuji appeared to be.

It was the demand for Vale to beg that stopped the elf from just doing what he wanted, though. He could not remember ever begging for anything, and it was certainly not something he ever expected to be asked to do. He would never have guessed that such a request would make that heat in his belly expand. He looked up at Yuji, at the predatory grin that Yuji wore, and he felt his breath catch with pure lust.

“I want you to fuck my mouth,” Vale said, his voice low and musical. “I want you to bury your cock in my throat. I want to feel your balls slap against my jaw, and I want you to spill in my mouth. I want to swallow every last drop of you.”

Yuji purred, the sound pure lust, and stroked Vale’s jaw with one hand. “What a perfect little plaything you make,” he said, and nodded his head. “Let me do just that, then.” Yuji righted himself again and braced his back against the stall door again, guiding Vale’s head into position. Yuji moved his hips to slide his cock into Vale’s mouth again, going slowly as he found the correct position. “Alright, my pretty Vale. If I hurt you, or you need me to stop for any reason, you tap me on the ass twice, two quick taps. Nod your head if you understand,” Yuji said as he moved his hips forward until his cock slid all the way into Vale’s throat, and the elf’s nose was buried in Yuji’s raven curls.

When the elf nodded his head a little, Yuji tightened his hands in the golden hair again, and withdrew his cock sharply, only to press in just as quick, moaning loudly as he sank into the tight throat with ease. “Oh, gods, that’s good.” Yuji’s breath quickened as he set a pace quite similar to the pace that Vale had set himself before Yuji had stopped him, his eyes growing hooded and he did not try to smother his moans as he fucked the elf’s mouth.

Vale was too busy enjoying Yuji’s cock to even think about the reference to being a plaything, much less giving any credence to the idea that Yuji could hurt him. Vale could think of absolutely no reason he would ask Yuji to stop, either. He simply loved the perfectly alpha display of a gorgeous male fucking his mouth, the taste of precum as the cock slid over his tongue a feast. He purred again, happy to enjoy every moment, and knowing that the almost imperceptible changes he made to the angle would drive Yuji utterly wild. He had reduced Sand to helpless incoherence with that little trick, after all. Just to try and please Yuji even more, he concentrated on swallowing every other time Yuji filled his throat.

Yuji moaned and growled as he thrust into the elf’s mouth, his balls growing heavier with each thrust. He did however do as Vale had asked for, and made sure that his balls did slap against the elf’s chin as he thrust in. “I don’t have long to go, you beautiful creature,” Yuji moaned softly, looking down at Vale, his eyes dark with pleasure. “Touch yourself. I want to see you spill for me, as I come.”

Vale purred, lifting his kilt out of the way to reveal his own cock, proudly erect. There was the faintest dusting of golden curls at the base, far less than a human would have, and his sac was graced with a light golden down. He wrapped one hand around his cock, stroking it and letting his thumb slide over the head to smear glistening precum down the shaft. He could judge his own arousal to a nicety, and he was fairly close to release himself. He focused on Yuji’s cock, letting his tongue feel the pressure in the thick vein along the underside, waiting for the throbbing that would herald Yuji’s imminent orgasm.

A faint tremble began in Yuji’s legs, but his thrusts continued steadily. His moans on the other hand grew a little more intense, and breathless, his eyes fluttering shut a few times, when Vale would swallow around his cock. “That’s it,” he purred, his voice now husky with pleasure and lust. It only took him a few more thrusts before the tremble started in his hands as well, and then Yuji growled loudly. “I’m coming,” he managed to stutter in English, and pulled Vale’s head until the elf’s nose was buried in the soft curls again. Yuji’s cock jumped in Vale’s mouth, and the first spurt of cum spilled down the elf’s throat. Yuji moaned again and loosened his grip on Vale’s hair, to allow the elf to withdraw if he needed to. “Oh, fuck,” Yuji moaned, now hoarse, as his whole body shuddered and he thrust lazily into Vale’s mouth, to milk every drop he had to offer.

Vale swallowed the first bit of Yuji’s cum, and slowly pulled back to taste the man better, savoring the flavor and committing it to his infallible memory. At the same time, he tugged his cock just right, moaning almost soundlessly around Yuji’s cock as he spilled into his fist and over his fingers, the heat in his belly flooding him with a lovely roar. He sucked as hard as he could, wanting every drop Yuji had to offer, oblivious to anything else other than the feel of that glorious cock in his mouth, and the taste of Yuji’s cum.

Yuji leaned back against the door while Vale drank down every single drop that Yuji had to offer him. Yuji grinned a little as Vale sucked him clean, tracing the elf’s pink ear tip with one finger. “That was wonderful,” Yuji said in a sated tone, and reached down with one hand to offer Vale support to stand up again. “You are really good at that.”

Vale reached for a bit of the toilet roll, to wipe himself clean, shivering slightly with the last waves of his own release. He licked his lips, and gave Yuji a grin, feeling as sated as the man looked.

“Well, thank you. I’ve had a little practice, but I have to say, you have a magnificent cock.” Vale dropped the soiled paper into the toilet, and took Yuji’s hand, rising up with fluid grace. He leaned over and flushed the toilet before leaning in to nibble a kiss from Yuji. “Delicious man,” he murmured. He reached down to smooth his kilt, and brush at his bare knees. “You also have a novel approach to the appetizer course. I like it.”

Yuji bent down to pull up his underwear and his pants, shoving his shirttails haphazardly into his waistband as he answered. “What can I say, I have a sophisticated palate.” Yuji purred, and leaned in to kiss Vale again. “I wonder what I should do about the main course,” Yuji continued as he stepped to the side and pulled open the unlocked door of the stall and slipped out. Yuji did not even blush when he was met with the faces of several other patrons using the facilities, but he strutted confidently across the floor and exited the bathroom.

Vale laughed out loud, walking over to the sink to wash his hands again. The writers and companions in the bathroom had not even twitched when Yuji had sauntered out, and they showed no more reaction to Vale than they had to Yuji.

The blond elf took his time washing his hands, and he dried them with another clean towel, before stepping back to make sure his kilt was hanging properly, and his boots were still spotless and gleaming. Then he too left the restroom, his kilt swaying across his knees as he returned to the table, and Bronwen’s side. He would no doubt get a lecture, but it had been well worth it.
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