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so if i said I was hunting something right now it still counts? ;)
Okay Britney I won't pretend you're innocent again.
dude the PIZZA is measured in inches. i'm not asking you to get twelve inches of pepperoni on the top of it.
ALL THE MEAT <3

[When Toby does eventually arrive he'll probably find Drew curled up in a blanket beneath his window with a joint in his hand. He did warn the other man after all. He takes a deep breath in through his nose as the smell of the now familiar man, a stranger and also pizza come wafting into the room and his eyes glow.]

Come on through, Toby. I'm in the- [He looks around, what the hell would you call this weird entrance room.] In the lounge!

[The lounge isn't too far in, so it isn't hard for them to find Drew as cozy as he is with his MJ. Toby doesn't mind too much, but (NPC)-Natalie seems reserved, like she isn't used to recreational drug use or being around people who participate in it.]

Drew, this is Natalie. Natalie, Drew.

[Natalie moves forward, her expression meek as she approaches. Toby continues, his words directed toward Drew.]

Just a sip and she'll be on her way, and it'll be the two of us. Oh yeah, the meat lovers and whatever questions I had about references in your last text as well.

[He winks for the sake of assurance. Natalie, for her part, has a way of approaching these new feeding things with some degree of uncertainty and caution, but she knows how to drink her fill, not question Toby's instructions, and be on her way.]

[He glances up at the two of them and pulls himself into a more sitting position, the joint hanging out of the corner of his mouth as he stands, transferring it to his hand as he walks over to the two of them, first he grins at Natalie before he reaches for Toby, pulling the man into the one armed hug, pressing his face into the crook of the other man's neck and taking a deep breath before spinning away again with a grin.]

Damn you smell even better when I'm high and it ain't just the pizza. [He cracks the widest of grins, remembering even still that Toby had a boyfriend so that quick hug was all he could really abuse, high or not. When he's free of Toby though he gestures to the table for Tobias to be able to set them down before turning to Natalie.]

Hey, you. [Jerking his head in Toby's direction.] This one went ahead and made you somethin' new and excitin' then huh? [He takes a long drag on the joint in his hand as he considers her, surprisingly alert for someone who's quite clearly been smoking the afternoon away, he exhales up and away from her before grinning.] You hungry?

[Natalie knows about Toby and Dorian; she had heard them on her first night at the apartment. So when Drew takes Toby into his arm, she reminds herself not to ask questions even though her mind doesn't stop wandering.

As for Toby himself, he hadn't expected to be snatched into Drew's arm, but he enjoys Drew's warmth on him, the way Drew's breath tickles his neck. Toby's smile borders on devilish as Drew releases him, and it's all he could do to hide his expression from Natalie. He almost expects Drew to smack his ass as he goes to put the pizza down as directed, and is actually somewhat disappointed when it doesn't happen.

The girl glances back and forth between Drew and Toby when the former grabs her attention. Immediately, she pouts; she isn't "you", she has a name, Toby had mentioned it. Still, she tries to hide her discomfort at the joint before answering Drew in a quiet voice.

Turning toward the girl, Toby says,]

Go on ahead. Don't be shy now. You're here to bite him, not the other way around.

[So Natalie tries to settle down and moves to start drinking when Toby turns to Drew with a smile.]

And be assured that if he does try anything, I'm right here. But relax—I don't think he will.

[ooc: feel free to describe Natalie's drinking as you wish.]

[He reaches the joint out for Toby to take, worried he might drop it while she fed on him, watching the other man over the top of the young vampire's head.] Do me a favour and stub that out for me, man... can't go wastin' it when there's a really special flower inside.

[And it was true, there was the pervasive and almost citrus smell of Wolfsbane on the air underneath the regular stink of marijuana.

He felt kind of bad that he was ignoring Natalie and instead focuses all of his attention on her, giving her a wide smile as she approaches.] Come on Natalie, ignore this pain in the ass. I'm not gonna do anythin' nasty to ya... I'm a pacifist.

[And with that he bares his throat to her as she approaches, the twin fangs puncturing his throat the only sense of pain as he takes in a sharp breath. Then there was the familiar pull of blood being sucked from his body, it was always strange if not slightly nice. Especially when he was stoned, it felt like he could feel something leaving him and flowing into her, some energy or life force. He closes his eyes with a small smile and leaves her to it as she drinks.]

[Toby steps back to watch after having taken the joint. If it weren't for that odd and distinctive scent just beneath that of marijuana, he might've wanted to take a drag himself. But that, combined with Drew's words were warning enough, and so he properly stubbed the joint out for the werewolf to smoke later.

Then he watches the pair of them before focusing on Drew, how good he looks with his head tilted back and that beautifully blissful expression on his face. Toby feels his mouth watering but manages to stay quiet and wait as Natalie goes about her business. He'll have his turn soon enough.

Once Natalie's drunk her fill, she laps up any runoff blood and quietly thanks Drew before slipping away to get herself cleaned up. Toby places the joint down within Drew's reach before fussing over Natalie, who soon enough thanks Drew and goes her own way. After she's shut the door after herself, Toby turns to Drew before smiling fondly and shaking his head.]

So... is it pizza time now?

[When Natalie is done Drew breaks the connection with her, taking a step back but smiling warmly down at her. Within moments she's leaving and he gives her a quick no problem after her thanks. After that he throws himself down on the sofa and pats the space beside him, a hand reaching out for the joint as he pulls a lighter from his sweatpants pocket.]

That depends, just how hungry are you right now? [Because he could eat Pizza but he wasn't starving just yet, but if Toby was about to chow down Drew would need to fill himself up on something to avoid passing out.

He was practically melting into the sofa though, one foot curled up beneath him as he waited for Toby to settle beside him.]

I can be patient. So, it'll be all right.

[Indeed, he's not exactly in dire need to feed right this moment, even if he is a little hungry and salivating. Though that may have been because he was watching Natalie. And because Drew looked so very good while the fledgling fed.

Toby responds to the werewolf's unspoken invitation by taking a seat on the sofa, settling and even leaning against Drew's side, practically nuzzling him. Plucking up the joint between his fingers and delivering it to Drew, ]

There's a special flower in it, you'd said—what is it?

Good. [He grins and takes the joint from Toby, sparking it up, sucking in one huge breath, his free foot moving so that it was slung over Toby's lap and the werewolf was curled up in the corner of the sofa.

His eyes close slightly as he holds his breath for a few seconds, exhaling upwards towards the sealing with a groan, his free hand moves round to card through Toby's hair, it was pretty clear that while he smoked boundaries and politeness had become a thing of the past. His eyebrows knit together as Toby asks that question, tilting his head to the side and contemplating both the vampire and the joint.]

Its wolfsbane...

[...doesn't that have toxic properties?]

Why are you smoking wolfsbane?

[Toby wonders if he's immune to the toxicity himself. He might be. Whatever. He'll take his chances. Besides, he's way too comfortable with Drew anyway, and doesn't mind the feeling of Drew's fingers going through his hair.]

[He knew it would come with these kinds of questions, especially if Tobias knew about the fact it was essentially a poison.]

Its the only way to get the drugs to work. [He coughs slightly, fingers still casually toying with Toby's silky hair.] Burns out the lining of my lungs, puts it straight into my blood stream... too much might kill me, but I've been doing this long enough to get the balance right.

[He licks his lips, reaching out for his sports bottle and taking a thirsty gulp.] Was a bit of a joke tellin' the guy who got it for me it was what I need it, better stay on his good side or he'll be the perfect person to use it against me.

[Toby nods and idly rests an arm over the leg Drew has outstretched over his lap.]

I see. Quite the clever workaround. Seems you found a dealer quickly enough. You're sure that was a joke rather than a threat?

[How does he know he could trust the guy...?]

[He sighs.] No idea, man... he's kinda... strange? [Mostly because he could turn into a hellish looking cat and a bat with a strange hellish voice.]

A guy told me to call him, Dorian... then the dealer, Matthew, he worked shit out pretty damn quickly. He seems to like me sure enough. [There's a glint in his eye as he says it, its pretty clear they'd had more than your standard dealer experience.]

[It's one thing to hear Dorian's name; Toby straightens up when he hears it. But his first response to Matthew's is a sense of alarm, enough that he pulls away from Drew to sit up. Toby tries to hide the distress in his expression, but his body tenses, keying up defensively. It's as if he's ready to be bludgeoned repeatedly.]

Oh. [He swallows anxiously, his nervousness this time very different from that at the swear-in.] I... uh, didn't realize you all were acquainted.

[He hadn't expected this. He'd expected Toby to just nod at his stupid story, not freak out as the scent of anxiety and distress suddenly flood the room, his eyes widen slightly, head tilting slowly to the side. His reactions were slow thanks to the drugs but he wasn't completely confused.]

Hey, come back... [He gestures with a grabby hand for Toby to resume his previously relaxed expression.] They're just a couple guys I met when I got here, both of 'em kinda welcomin'... it ain't worth freakin' out over.

[Inwardly, he tells himself to settle down after that kneejerk reaction, but it's hard. He takes slow, quiet breaths to calm himself before carefully, delicately leaning against Drew again.]

Right... Sorry about that.

[He wonders if Dorian had mentioned—but then again, Toby hadn't specified that he and Dorian were together. So maybe it was the same, the other way around.

As for Abduxel... Well, Toby chastises himself in his thoughts; his reaction was an absolute embarrassment. How could he have lost his cool so quickly, or reveal to anyone else his frustration? Toby can't let Dorian find out what Abduxel puts him through just so he could be together and happy with Dorian, and a part of that means hiding it from anyone else who might side with Abduxel.]

I know them; they're not bad, not really. [This is part truth and part rationalization. Toby is still fighting the sting of hurt that comes with his conflicted feelings about Abduxel, and trying to guard himself from the possibility of Dorian breaking his still-healing heart again.] Things are complicated, is all. I-I really am sorry about that. Because you're right, it's not a big deal...

[He tries to shut down that part of his brain that is thinking about all this way too hard.]

[When Toby's leaning against him again he moves a hand to ruffle the vampires hair, the joint once again between his lips. He could smell the frustration, smell those burgeoning feelings just below the surface but didn't know quite where they were going toward. He tilts his head, words forming lazily as he speaks.] Please tell me y'didn't fuck Matthew too?

[Which was quite some revelation, but if it turned out the man he'd shagged in his first fortnight here was Toby's boyfriend, well, that would be awkward. Or it would give the vampire a get out of jail free card.]

[The question surprises Toby, jolting him out of his dark and frustrated thoughts, and so he lets out an incredulous laugh. Drew's hand in his hair starts to calm Toby, and soon his defensive wariness subsides as he relaxes.]

What? Oh, no—not at all, I didn't. [~~This doesn't mean he wouldn't necessarily. Perhaps if he weren't taken. But also, perhaps not.~~ The fact that Drew thinks Toby had slept with (or might've been together with) Abduxel is quite shocking and amusing.] No, Matthew helped me find Dorian, who's from my world and... also happens to be who I'm together with.

[Here, he offers a small but beaming smile because just thinking of Dorian and knowing they're together has a way of making Toby feel rather special.]

[Drew just nods slowly before curling up and getting a little more comfortable around the other man. He nods slowly.] Just one of us, then. Guess it woulda been too hilarious thinkin' the two of us had got down and dirty with the same man.

[Dorian. Oh. That was Toby's boyfriend? It seemed almost out of place from what he knew of the former.] Oh yeah? He swung by here a couple weeks ago, hooked me up with Matthew. Gave me a book I haven't tried to read yet... he's cute. [He nods again, the motion slow as he smokes before absent mindedly passing the joint to Toby whether he wanted to smoke or not.]

[Toby glances at the joint for a moment while he considers before plucking it up and taking a drag. Smoking isn't really his thing, but that doesn't mean he hasn't tried. However, he's never smoked a joint with wolfsbane, and while vampirism grants him some deal of protection, he doesn't know what kind of effect it'll have on him. He then returns it to the werewolf and exhales.]

Yeah—and let me guess: he gave you "The Picture of Dorian Gray" by Oscar Wilde, didn't he? [He has an endearing smile as he shakes his head in amusement.] How very like him; he's quite vain and conceited, that Dorian.

[But Toby loves him more than anything.]

[He nods again while taking the joint back, his hand tracing invisible patterns into Toby's scalp as he sucks deeply on the roach, holding his breath this time for what is clearly an inhuman length of time before exhaling not unlike the wolf that would blow the house down.]

He sure is... in a hot kinda way. If y'all ever consider a threesome I better be first on that list. [And then he genuinely giggles.]

[The lazy movements on his head lull Toby into comfort and security, and he practically snuggles up, feeling good and cozy against the werewolf. He lets out a quiet hum before speaking.]

Mmm, yeah... he is. No worries, Drew; you are definitely number one on that list.

[He takes a deep breath and sits in pleasant silence for some moments until he pulls up his device.]

That reminds me, I didn't get something you wrote in the messages—who's Britney?

[That's so 90s, like Toby has any clue.]

[When he feels Toby finally relax against him he lets out his own soft sigh. He'd needed this for a while, comfortable companionship, a body against his, the intimacy of casual touches.]

Good to know, I'd be one sad puppy if y'said no. [He's smiling though until Toby asks that question and Drew's jaw drops slightly.]

Who's Britney, you're seriously askin' me who the hell Britney Spears is...? [His hand still in Toby's hair because this just wasn't cool.]

[Innocently and in all earnest,] Am I supposed to know who that is?

[Drew just looks sad.] Yeah, you are... damn vampires and their lack of pop culture. Y'all miss out on everythin'. [And now he's just going to take another reek on his joint.]

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