The food on the table was warm and wafted the scent of spicy chilli through the house. While Chu-e's home was quaint for what it was, especially compared to how fat his bank account was, the quality showed in the stuff he owned. His home was clean and tidy but lived in. Homey and cozy, lots of pink and cream, which might surprise many who didn't know him well. It was honestly a good target for someone with skills like Leon Vercetti. Too bad for the more remote location on the island and his army of felines and horses that wandered the fields outside.

Chu-e had decided to lean into his new twink status and be cute. A soft and just slightly oversized sweater, soft to the touch, would be pressed under Leon's fingers when he went to touch his hips. Chu-e would lean up into the kiss, grinning against it. He kept it chaste for now, teasing, before stepping back and just out of reach.

"Hope it tastes as incredible as it looks. Eat up. You'll need all the energy you can get, handsome." The dinnerware was already set out, plates and bowls and glasses. A bottle of a white wine was chilling on ice and waiting for them, too, the label something expensive and robust to cut through the promised heat of the meal.

Sitting down, Chu-e picked up his chopsticks and dug in as well. His eating was slow and methodical but he did watch Leon Vercetti closely. An amused smile was barely hidden behind a waiting piece of fish as he watched the other. It might even be made worse for Leon since, despite eating the same thing, Chu-e didn't seem all that bothered.

"Something wrong?" It was almost singsong before he took another bite. Humming, he chewed quick, a thought coming to him. "If the wine doesn't cut it, I have some banana lassi in my fridge." The sweet drink was one of his favorites, something he could stomach even if he wasn't 'feeling' food. It also cut through the heat like nothing else.

"I'm from Sinnoh." Which was, really, one of the more bland places to get food. It was mostly rough and mountainous, lots of tubers or cold weather, lots of meat and savory dishes. Stuff meant to put fat on your bones and less about the taste, to keep you fueled for hard farm work and toiling. "But my family is from Johto." The area of Johto specifically was also known for how spicy it's food was. Chu-e had his resistances burnt out early. It was always funny to see other people not able to handle it, though.

There was a small flush to hit Chu-e's cheeks at the comment on his cooking. When you were in Rocket, it was expected you to not have certain hobbies. Or at least, not be open or talk about them. Chu-e liked to do the opposite of that, in most cases, yet still getting compliments still warmed his skin. "I like to cook. It's relaxing." Even if he always ended up with way too much food.

Glancing down at his hand, Chu-e shifted his once broken arm. As if to prove to himself it would work. "Do you know of Zac Ramsay? He came to the hospital and healed me."

Leon Vercetti

"I forget you weren't here during the Vital Spirit Festival." Wow, and that seemed so long ago now, didn't it? And it had only been a few months since then, too. "Zac is Tapu Bulu's chosen." There was a pause before he smiled fondly.

"He's also one of my best friends. I knew him before he was an Avatar and a Gym Leader. A good guy. Not in Rocket, though. Just kind." And one of the people in the League that, if it ever came to it, would have Chu-e's full backing for higher positions. Zac Ramsay was the kind of person who was meant to be what the League promised. It was just a shame that corruption and nepotism would grind him down if nothing changed.

Yet, talking about Zac, a man that Chu-e almost thought of as a brother at this point, was not really enticing since he was looking to be put in the mood. Reaching over for the bottle of wine, he tipped some in his own glass before taking a long sip.

There was a sharp and sudden sigh from Chu-e. He knocked back his wine and put down his fork, standing.

"Okay. I'm more hungry for dick than I am food. We can eat after you break my back."

Tugging off his shirt, Chu-e tossed it in the floor to reveal the slutty little number he had been hiding underneath. Not waiting on Leon Vercetti, he started to make his way towards his bedroom. The pants were also already coming off.

Fade to black, baby.