Dates and Mates

Slowly sipping from his glass of wine, Shiro enjoyed these moments of reprieve he was able to take now and then. The light of the club dark like the starry night sky outside, a moon glistening above a glass pane in the roof to show off its beautiful glow. There was music that played softly in the background. Though it was louder to his sensitive ears, this club in particular focused on the more elegant and relaxing atmosphere, making it one of the quieter ones he could frequent.

Lazing on a couch in his human disguise, there was one other interesting creature with him tonight as he lounged by himself. A large black panther with curling horns like a demon. He had specifically stated that he didn't need the various hosts' company, preferring to watch the other guests flirt and touch, but he didn't mind this... pet. He enjoyed quiet furry creatures and it seemed this one wasn't able to speak as it purred away while he pet it.

A pity it didn't seem interested in sharing a drink with him either. It was too beautiful a night to spend completely alone.

“Aw darling, another late night?” MIkhail asked as he leaned on the counter, all too familiar with the host club as it provided so many endless hours of enjoyment of drinking and socializing and getting that feeling of affection he enjoyed. He loved being that center of attention, but often didn’t indulge except when the clothes were off. That was after all a two player game for many, and one he enjoyed through the many years he had been around.

“Very much so, you know even if I didn’t I always go home with Yuka. You’re a lovely face to look at though~” Turned down so nicely, Mikhail could never be mad at the dark haired male who was always so kind and patient with his antics. Getting his face caressed, the more well built male was off, heading to the back as he paused and whistled for the large black panther on the couch to come along.

“Shame...” Sighing, the dark red haired male twirled his lighter strands of hair as he looked around. He knew it was a bit against the rules to seduce other stayers, but sometimes they’d turn their attention elsewhere if it was a leaving person, but there were few as he leaned on the counter.

It apparently was time for his animal companion to leave, Shiro sighed as the large black cat suddenly lifted his head, ears perked up at the whistle. They were soon off, simply there to enjoy the petting by a customer that had been quietly staring at the stars before. Making that special loud rumble at the one they were leaving with. It was too bad, but what could he do as he went to take another sip of his drink.

Only to realize it was quite empty, it seemed the night was insistent on lining up a string of mishaps for him. Figuring one more wasn't about to harm anything, Shiro wandered up to the counter for another order when he spotted a somewhat familiar color with light streaks. "Oh my, I'm glad to see the young master wasn't made it to safety instead of being hunted down," he smiled, sliding into a chair next to them.

Given in to flirting with the receptionist who was paying mind to him but wasn’t reciprocating those flirting feelings, Mikhail was just becoming bored with the club by this point and was itching for some private fun with someone who was deemed somewhat safe. He supposed if he really had that itch, his father knew a few places he could go pick up someone as long as he promised no digging his fangs into some tender flesh.

Looking behind himself to the familiar bright red hair, he sat up more as that night time street crash came back to him. They were looking more relaxed, empty glass clutched in his hand and though wasn’t at that point of stumbling was clearly a little buzzed.

“Those bored and tireless hunters are no match for me, that and I just stayed safely inside and away from their sharp eyes.” A boring night, like many as he didn’t often get the luxury of finding someone who’d bang the night away with him in those situations. “What is a lovely face like yours doing around these parts?” He purred, wondering if maybe he too was looking for a little fun.  

"Mhm, I see, the crafty sort then," he chuckled, at first thinking the other had taken the hunters head on with how they lightly boasted.

Offering a polite thank you as his drink was filled once more, Shiro tapped the rim of the glass. "Relaxing. If you recall my dragon, Asherah, it displeases her to see me drinking multiple days in a row." What she didn't know, she couldn't give him big eyes over. At least, as long as she didn't look into what he was doing the night before with her magic. The sweet dragon tended to leave his various escapades to himself though thankfully. Mostly because she never knew what he'd get up to nor wanted to at the worst of times, as long as he came home safe.

Gesturing up to the moon lit window, he went on. "Ah, I was just thinking a bit of company would be nice tonight as well. I normally drink alone here, but it's far too gorgeous for such a thing now, wouldn't you agree~?"

Humming at the info, Mik could understand that much. A few drinks over dinner was always wonderful, leaving that nice buzz as you winded down, but he also saw many humans take that too far even in the best of times. It was a lesson he learned when in his younger years and though he didn't have that issue, he didn’t drink as much as a young adult would think to drink. Granted he supposed it may have lost its charm as well, not being as young as he looked.

“I can’t blame her, humans have weak bodies that don't process such things very well. Shame, but being mortal does have its less than stellar qualities.” Musing mostly out loud to himself, he smiled at the end all the same as he debated would he be into it... yeah, yeah he would be. “Company would be lovely, but maybe a walk among the stars would be appreciated? Maybe for a small bedroom tango after. I’m always open to suggestions to please.”