^{justkirayukimura:}

When Derek questioned why she was jealous of the people he trained and pointed out that she got to see him shirtless, she let out a soft giggle before humming, “Mmm, but not as often as them and I don’t get as much as I want” she teases before she gets pulled closer. Fingers dance along his other hand, because she knows how much he likes to be touched. “I wouldn’t mind either of those” she says happily, raising a hand to call one of the bartenders. “How are those classes going? Do they make you miss me?” She cooed once she is close to his ear.

               _{“We’ll just have to fix that, now won’t we?” Crooned with a twitch of one brow – words laced with a promise though it was fairly evident that Hale hardly planned on going anywhere. Not with the way his skin buzzed so easily from the smallest of gestures. A rough laugh echoes from the trainer’s throat, head tipping just a bit, ear prickling with sensitivity that makes him smile that much more. “Of course, I always miss having you around.” Let out as Derek’s own hand pets over Kira’s hipbone, traces up and down with his thumb. “It’s going fine, though. Had an extremely lazy one come in and try to cut corners today – almost kicked him out entirely.” Long day indeed, hardly one he liked, but Derek still laughs at the memory. When the bartender approaches, he orders his usual drink with ease. “Get whatever you like, darling.”}

^{elevenmccall:}

              Scott chuckles low in his throat, shaking his head. “You don’t think I can handle it tonight? I don’t know if I should feel offended or not.” The weight of the other’s arm across his shoulders feels good and he leans into the touch slightly. Derek was one of the guests he genuinely liked having around. He keeps his shrug small, not wanting to jostle the arm around him. “Maybe a little, but you know I’m happy to when it comes to this place.” He glances around to, brown eyes finding the time on a clock nearby. “I guess I could take one. What do you have in mind for this break though?”

                  _{“Feel grateful I’m not about to embarrass you in front of your coworkers.” Derek’s tease comes with another nudge, and at the same time, dragging Scott closer. “Ever the one to protect – gotta admire the vigilance.” Ruffle of hair with his free hand before Hale is already flagging down a waitress that gives him the one moment gesture. Head turns, nose bumps against Scott’s ear for a moment as his smile stays intact. “I was thinking drinks first and foremost, in a dark back booth – then a back massage. You look tense.” Can’t be helped that Derek loves to dote on his favorites, which in turn means getting his hands all over skin.}

^{sarcastiiles:}

Some people. Stiles knew exactly who the guest had been thinking of behind those words. Some of their co-workers were careless, easy… And he refused to think that maybe his brother fell into that kind of category. He gave a nod, waited for the older man to order before asking for the same for himself. At least it was only half the alcohol of their typical drinks; simple, quick, and no one said he needed to finish it. “I don’t usually drink much,” he explained. That was more Sloan’s territory, after all. “You, uh… You should tell me a little more about yourself. Like how long you’ve been coming here? How you… Knew my name? At least I can say I’ve heard about you, and not have to worry about confusing you with a twin. Some of the people we work with still can’t tell the two of us apart…” They’d been getting better at it, of course, and the ‘usual’ clients that hung around them had probably noticed the drinking habits between the two. Though, he could never be too sure just what it was that Derek had picked up on… And if he had – why hadn’t he looked for Sloan that night instead of himself? “You don’t have to tell me,” he quickly corrected. “I’m just rambling.”

                   _{Derek catches himself watching digits settling on the bend of Stiles’ knee, thumb flicking back and forth as he listened to the rambling and questions. Talkative for certain but Hale liked that – liked how close he could get without it being somewhat off-putting. Plenty in the club had a thing about space upfront, Jeremy and Kira not being among them. Respect is always key. After a moment, the man offers a nod and lets his eyes shift back to gentle features with just the right kind of harshness to them, lingering from the club lighting that flickers with the beat every now and again. “Well, it was actually a little easy. For one, you aren’t wearing a security shirt.” Derek lets out, the hand settled on the young man’s hip plucks at the shirt gently for emphasis. “Second, your breath doesn’t smell like alcohol – not that it would be a bad thing. I’ve been coming here for six years, it’s easy to pick up on the differences of employees. Not to mention I get to hear all the gossip floating around. From what I’ve heard, your brother likes to get a little more wild when he isn’t working security. Deduction lead me to believe minus the shirt, booze, and party frat boy demeanor – you aren’t him.” It all comes out in an even string of sentences, voice a little louder when the music picks up. They are momentarily interrupted with drinks offered over from the waiter but Derek notes a remark that must be made, though far from urgent. After a quick sip, he leans towards an ear. “I was looking for something more… calm tonight. Maybe another time you can introduce me to your brother but for now, I just want you.”}

^{elevenmccall:}

                “You really think so? Maybe you should show me your form.” He laughs, lips settling into an easy smile. Scott would probably feel a little offended if anyone other than Derek had said that. He nudges the other back and shakes his head, a near silent whistle slipping past his lips. “Yeah, interesting doesn’t even begin to cover it.”

               _{“Only when you think you can handle it.” Seems Derek is in good spirits tonight as he slings and arm over Scott’s shoulder with a chuckle. Lips still curled in a smile of his own as hues dart around, body stays perfectly close to his favorite member of security. “Good thing I showed up then – you seem kind of tired. They running you down to the bones again? Looks like you could use a break, McCall.”}

_{Just so everyone knows, URL changed from yourxdemons back to caringxnature. Group verse lists will be updated at some point.}

^stxnxnm:

“Why don’t I recognize you?” Effy coasted around the bar where she was supposed to be serving drinks. Her blue eyes searched the tall guest curiously and it seemed, if one knew her well enough, that she was already constructing the specifics of her next paycheck. “You look like you need to loosen up, yeh?”

                _{“Because you don’t work typically on Thursdays.” Stated simply before a smile graces the older man’s lips. Not that Derek is usually out much in the club itself those nights – not when he can scoop up his usuals and get a back room. But he’s yet to see this one, doesn’t mean he doesn’t know of her. Body turns slightly in the chair before a nod is offered, one brow lighting a touch. “You sure know how to call it like you see it. I could really use something like that – what would you recommend? It’s Effy, right?”}

^{justkirayukimura:}

“Well there is my knight in shinning armor”
Kira says, approaching Derek before sitting
right next to him, fingers brushing the length
of his right arm. “Whoever you are personally
training, I’m so jealous of them” she said,
letting out a small giggle as she looked at his
arms. “How are you doing tonight?”

             _{Head turns just in time to  recognize the voice over the thumping
             of the music, body adjusting just enough to give Kira some room.
             Not that it really mattered all that  much with how close she gets.
             Lips curl into a smile, laugh echoing from Derek’s throat – arm is
             offered closer before it moves and snakes around the other.
            “Why? You get  to see me  SHIRTLESS.” Breathed  out with such
             a gentle  nudge before Hale drags her closer. He always was one
             for  physical closeness  anyways. “Better now, been  a long  day.
             Can I buy you a drink, Kira? Maybe we can just talk for a bit.”}

^arrowstip:

_{to: @yourxdemons
type: starter; club cayos}

         _{" This place never fails to amaze me. Not sure if there are others where you fight twins and the most different people. AND security who is also a client at the same time. “}

                 _{What ?? Brow quirks and the older man simply blinks for a moment, arms crossing over his chest. “I’m pretty sure no one is fighting with the twins.” Not that Derek had heard at least. “Though, I’m not security at all. I just help unofficially when it looks like Scott can use a hand. Comes with the territory of being here a long time – you get attached to the safety of the workers.” Derek would know, he’s been visiting for years.}

^{notthescarsyoucansee:}

[sms: tall, dark, and hairy]  Might actually be getting in a little early.
[sms: tall, dark, and hairy]  Mmm, don’t really have a preference.
[sms: tall, dark, and hairy]  This is all up to you.
[sms: tall, dark, and hairy]  Impress me.

_{{text: bossy bee} ;; Short notice but I can deal with it.
{text: bossy bee} ;; I’d get you the honey with the glasses but…
{text: bossy bee} ;; I at least want /some/ of your attention. I’ve got a few in mind though. You’ll like the one I come up with I’m sure.}

^{thisheartofink:}

“’m feelin’ adventurous,” the blond said simply, just barely hiding a snickering noise under his breath. He felt far too amused by the other’s reaction to everything. “This is whatcha get for lettin’ me spend the day with you an’ drivin’ me ta work…” He cracked a smile and tugged at the fabric and chewed the inside of his lip as he eased the other’s dick free of the clothing. “You can pull over if you’re scared,” Jeremy teased again, then leaned lower to give a slow lick over the slit and around the head. “Mm,” he hummed, trying to make it sound more like a moan. “You aren’t gettin’ me to stop now, so get off the road or keep your eyes on it.”

                  _{“Lucky you’re so spoiled,” breathed out lowly as the man’s cock twitches slightly, blood pumping between legs and GOD – Jeremy is going to get him arrested for sure. “Yes, forgive me for being such a horrible human being… – shit.” Another soft string of curses echoes past lips as hips move slightly, get more comfortable for Derek to slouch just enough for the other to get him free. Warm hands are enough to get him full hard, head reeling and pulling over seems like the logical solution here. Hips try not to buck up as breathing turns ragged and Derek curses again at that amazing tongue. “Goddammit, Jeremy– shut up,” mumbled in a groan as fingers trail from the boy’s spine to tangle in his hair, trying to get him that much closer. Foot hits the gas peddle and Hale takes off, mindful to watch the road but damn it’s much more difficult than he thought when watching Jeremy work his cock over is somewhat second nature. “I won’t crash…” He doesn’t sound all that confident, already switching into another lane to pull over if he has to.}