for Nikola - late November 9

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Alcuin had eventually drank the absinthe. It was an entirely new feeling, nothing like the times few and far between in which he'd been high or very intoxicated. The world seemed brighter somehow, ideas sharper in his mind. As he walked toward home after the party he remembered looking at the brickwork on a building and thinking he could see how

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[thedevamper]

Nikola looked up, eyes lighting up as he saw Alcuin hovering at his door.

"Alcuin," Nikola murmured sliding a hand around Alcuin's waist and down across his arse. Smirking as he kissed Alcuin slowly, moustache brushing against Alcuin's lips as he slid his hand over his arse and squeezed. "What do I owe this unexpected pleasure?"

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Alcuin kissed him with a sigh, and found himself thinking of Dodge pushing him against the wall, how it had been so hard to say no even though he knew he hadn't really wanted him. This, he wanted.

"I was at a party," he said, and there was still a breathless quality to his voice. "I drank something... it was green."

[thedevamper]

Nikola encouraged him into the room, shutting the door behind Alcuin with one hand before pressing Alcuin up against it almost predatorily. Smirking, Nikola began to unbutton Alcuin's clothes before kissing him heatedly, pressing their bodies tightly against the door. Moving his head to press kisses against his neck, Nikola listened to Alcuin with a strange breathy voice.

"Green?" Nikola murmured. It was like cold water had been poured over him. Nikola pulled back, pressing his hands against the door over Alcuin's head. "Was it called Absinthe by any chance?"

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"Yes," said Alcuin, "yes, I think that was it." He tipped his head up, wondering why the kissing had stopped. "Is something wrong?"