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POSTED ON Apr 5, 2021 3:16:57 GMT

    “Oh, mi amor…” There was a devious look that overtook his features as their lips as their lips parted, accepting their warning with his typical reckless abandon. “...I can promise that nothing will change my mind from wanting this with you.” Leon felt no pressure from the superior, having made this decision for himself minutes ago without any intention of stopping the trajectory that their passion was heading towards. “No one can tell me what I want, but me.” Moments later the two of them moved in to press their lips together once more, reveling in sensual embrace that they found themselves in.

    Leon gradually pushed the object of his desires back onto the bed, climbing on top of them and caressing nearly every inch of their lithe form. Hands began working their way into Chu-e’s clothing, looking to remove them slowly while their tongues wrapped around each other in the throes of lust. It had been a while since Leon felt so invested in a sexual encounter with another, forcing him to wonder what made them so much different from his other conquests. Sure, Chu-e was attractive but there was some magnetic pull that made him not want to pull away, even as the breath became scarce in his lungs.

    “Are you sure you want to do this?” Their question would be reciprocated as Leon slid his hands once more down to their waist, playfully running his fingers over the button of their pants, ready to remove them at any moment. “I don’t want you having any regrets....” His tone was mostly seductive instead of cautionary, as though he was expecting Chu-e to beg for the opportunity to forgo formalities and begin their entanglement. “...when we become one, bellissimo.”

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POSTED ON Apr 2, 2021 3:41:36 GMT

There were many negatives to living on the submarine, thankfully he was able to spend the evening submerged in one of the positive aspects. Unlimited access to a complimentary bath house was one thing that he most certainly would miss when he eventually returned to dry land, assuming he could gather the funds to leave. “Ahh…” Sinking the lower half of his head below the surface of the water, he surveyed the room for other patrons with the eyes of a hunter, finding only disappointment in the face of Gavin Merlino. Even to someone new such as Leon, it was well known that the underboss was in a committed relationship, meaning that any advances would only be ill-received.

Boring.

Errant thoughts drifted towards another underboss, wondering if they were available again tonight for some more fun. “Huh?” Bubbles drifted up from his mouth as Gavin approached him, raising a brow towards his superior. “Hear what?” Leon questioned audibly now as his mouth was now once again above the surface of the water, not having heard anything with his head half-submerged. “Wait.” Pulling himself out of the water, without a towel much to Gavin’s potential dismay, his head craned towards the vents that ran above the room. “Yeah, what the fuck is that?” This vessel was so mind-numbingly boring that he’d mentally catalogued every natural sound it made, and this one wasn’t natural. “I really don’t want another hole getting punched in this thing.”

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POSTED ON Apr 2, 2021 1:31:49 GMT

“You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you?” Leon chuckled softly as their legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer to the desired destination. It wasn’t difficult to imagine them once in the position of a more dominant role, with the way they reacted and goaded on his behavior, making him wonder what exactly had changed. Teeth nipped gently at Chu-e’s earlobe before retreating backwards ever so slightly, keeping his lips just out of reach of theirs for the time being. “Complacency breeds mediocrity, that's why I always aim to impress.” Confidence formed a grin over his lips, knowing that they would soon find out exactly what lengths he’d be willing to go through to make a good first impression.

Releasing the gentle grip on their chin, Leon’s hands now found their place on Chu-e’s thighs, slowly and smoothly moving up them until he reached their hips. As the underboss traced a hand down the front of his body, it was clear to him that this had suddenly become more than just a way to fill the evening. There was something intensely alluring about the other that he couldn’t quite place, more provocative than he’d originally anticipated. Leon had always wanted it when he indulged in pleasures of the flesh, but there was a sense that he needed what he was going to be getting from them, more primal and unknown than the typical one-night stand. “A good Grunt always comes prepared. Just have to reach into my front pocket.” Seeing as his hands were busy, he’d leave that part up them, instead leaning forward to press his lips against theirs fervently.

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The One With The Apothecary Table [S/C]

POSTED ON Apr 2, 2021 0:52:51 GMT

A deep inhale proceeded the exhale of cigarette smoke upwards into the air, Leon watching as it was carried away by the brisk morning breeze. “There's something about fresh morning air that just really makes me sick.” Leon lamented as he pushed off the building he was loitering near, adjusting the collar of his shirt as the cigarette hung loosely from his lip. Oldale Town wasn’t exactly his idea of a good time, however there was a purpose to him being all the way out here in the rural town. Elijah Gardner was purportedly around this area at the moment, another grunt in Team Rocket much like himself. He’d heard that they practiced a dying profession that most would have supplemented by the use of Pokémon, however Leon found their choice not only noble but particularly interesting. Without a doubt, for the entirely wrong reasons.

With only a description to discern the identity of the apothecary, Leon found himself aimlessly wandering the streets and outskirts of the town, taking a moment to inspect each and every face that came by. “Where the fuck is this guy?” He imagined that the business Elijah was here for lay in the flowers and herbs that grew in the nearby forests, perhaps it would be best to start having a look outside his comfort zone. Wandering out into the forest with his cigarette burning low, he could only pray to Arceus that he didn’t step in anything unsavory that could ruin his shoes. “Elijaaaaaah, come out and plaaaaay.” Impatient as he was, the blonde began calling out into the trees for his fellow grunt, wondering how far his voice would carry along through the forest.

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Breaking into the Frat House [Social/Closed]

POSTED ON Apr 1, 2021 22:10:24 GMT

Living on the submarine had worn quickly on Leon Vercetti, making desperation sink into his spirit with each and every day that he was forced to sleep underneath the ocean. Between the questionable hygiene practices of his peers and the lack of entertainment about the metallic vessel, it was beginning to make him physically ill being aboard for much longer than necessary. Without the funds to move out on his own, Leon would be forced to resort to old habits that really never died, but he liked to pretend they did. “This one seems good enough.” He muttered underneath his breath as he flicked his cigarette to the ground, grinding it into the pavement with a boot. A darkened dwelling stood before Leon, the ideal mark for a burglar and the opportune place to make money lifting the contents inside for some quick income. Stealing was always a high that could only be matched by the pleasures of the flesh, though one was often easier to accomplish than the other.

Checking the contents of his belongings, Leon took a quick inventory of his tools to make sure he was prepared for the endeavor. Drawing the roll of duct-tape from his bag, he began applying the adhesive material onto the window glass with liberal use. Next was the hammer that he used to smash the glass beneath the tape, both silencing the impact and stopping the shards from scattering over the ground. “Easy.” Leon commented internally, peeling back the tape and removing the section of glass, allowing him enough room to slip an arm in and unlock the window. Sliding the apparatus open quietly, he carefully lifted himself through the opening and dropped onto the other side. A gentle clicking noise brought his flashlight to life, illuminating the room in a soft red glow that would be unsuspecting from someone on the outside looking in. “Alright, what kinda shit you all got?” Now the hunt would begin, looking for anything valuable worth lifting.

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POSTED ON Apr 1, 2021 18:43:24 GMT

An eyebrow raised with surprise at their response, not expecting them to actually reciprocate the advances, especially in such an aggressively dominant manner. He had to admit, it was pretty damn hot. “Only a taste?” Leon let his feet drop from the desk, turning both his attention and his body towards the underboss now, a salacious smirk spread across his lips as he offered a shrug. “I was hoping for a bit more than that.” Seducing them wouldn’t be simple, but the challenge itself was nearly as titillating as the outcome promised should he succeed.

“Doesn’t matter if you’re a big dog…” Leon began, pushing himself up from the desk chair and crossing the room towards the underboss. He reached forward to grip Chu-e’s chin gently between his thumb and index finger, tilting their head upwards to match his lustful gaze. “...everyone wants to fuck, no matter how important they are.” Leaning down towards the seated figure, he made it seem as though he was about to go in for a kiss before diverting his lips to directly next to their ear. “How long has it been, Chu-e Choi?” Leon whispered into his ear with a seductive tone, taking a gamble that the underboss had rarely been approached for such a thing due to his status and reputation. “Don’t you miss it?”

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POSTED ON Apr 1, 2021 7:35:04 GMT

What originally seemed like a fruitless effort finally paid off as he watched the door before him open slowly to the familiar appearance of the underboss, Chu-e Choi. “Huh, there is actually life on this submarine after all.” Leon offered the laziest of salutes to his superior, almost entirely out of irony than any sort of formality. “Good evening, boss.” Peering over their shoulder, it was quite obvious that this room didn’t belong to them, able to connect the dots that he’d wandered into an empty dorm and decided to take a nap. “Sleeping on the job? Tsk tsk.” Leon feigned disappointment in Chu-e with a teasing smirk spread across his lips, not really giving a shit one way or another. “Seems like you need something to help keep you awake, I’m happy to do my duty for the cause.”

Leon slipped past Chu-e into the interior of the dormitory in a single fluid motion, grabbing onto the desk chair and pulling out so he could take a seat, kicking his feet up onto the surface with a smile on his face. “Leon Vercetti, at your service.” The underboss wasn’t typically the type that he gravitated towards, but there was something to be said for variety being the spice of life. “Heard a lot about you, though most of them are scary at best.” Auburn eyes traced his form up and down, wondering if maybe they were talking about a different Chu-e Choi instead of the man before him. “You don’t seem so bad to me.” Leon commented with an amused shrug, crossing his arms over his chest and offering a playful wink towards them. “Need help with anything? I’m bored as hell.”

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POSTED ON Apr 1, 2021 4:48:38 GMT

“I’m so fucking bored.” Leon lamented aloud as he strode through the hallways of the submarine, becoming increasingly more irritated by the day as he was forced to live aboard this machine. “Does anyone even actually live here?” He called out into the empty hallway, able to hear as the echoes of his words reverberated further down into the vessel until they disappeared. “I really need to start making some money.” An annoyed sigh escaped his lips, following the signage towards where he could assume people might actually be hanging out and provide some entertainment. Centra City was a lively metropolis that provided him with endless opportunities at rendezvous that would fill the nights that were lacking otherwise action, and plenty of things for him to steal. “Unless…” No, stealing from Team Rocket was possibly the worst idea he could have at the moment, even as the desire to do so began to wear on him slowly.

These people were far more ruthless than the common thugs he experienced back in Pasio, without a doubt. Whispers and rumors around the submarine described the torture and murder of those that betrayed the organization, and he wasn’t about to be another story some pissant spread because they didn’t have anything better to do. “Hmm, Communal Bath?” Nah, that was too easy, Leon liked some kind of challenge to be involved at least, the chase was the most fun part. “Ah! Perfect.” There was bound to be people gathering in the dining hall at some point, after all everyone had to eat, right? “Are you fucking kidding me?” Leon groaned dejectedly as he saw each and every spot vacant at the moment, it seemed as though people really hated living on this submarine nearly as much as him. “Fuck it.” Making a sharp turn towards the dormitories, he’d begin knocking on doors until someone answered, determined to find someone to converse with and fill the dullness of this evening.

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