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So are you going to actually do anything or am I going to sit in limbo?

Just don't expose me to Johnny or Gyro, and we'll be fine. I don't want to have anything to do with those hacks. Unless I can humiliate them, in which case: negotiable. [he grins] Not like it's difficult. I'd also like to have something to do.

I still have somewhere to be, so don't waste my time.

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[Raising slender brows slightly, wholly expecting to be shot down or told the guy was straight or something. His lips curl in a smirk then and he saunters forward. Perfectly manicured and deft fingers reach out to brush lightly over his chest, tracing the line of his sternum down as his eyes fall faster past those strong abs and below.

Dark eyes lift once more, flashing almost golden as his inner predator fails to hide how he wouldn't mind taking this man to bed.

So he steps in, pressing his body to him and leaning in to whisper by the shell of his ear.]

I could have you calling my name over and over again till your voice was hoarse.

[A light sway of his hips, brushing sensually in all the right ways.]

[ Diego doesn't falter, and he doesn't seem to flinch or even react too much to the man's approach, but his eyes narrow slightly. So the guy was playing this way, huh? How easily read. Smirking, he lets blue eyes meet gold in cool challenge, though he does shift back a step to break contact--keeping the area's layout in mind.

He wasn't about to be pressed against some wall. Diego Brando would not stand for that.

Still, he crosses his arms over his chest, keeping his tone playful yet distant. He's not one for quick, pointless hookups, but if there was some benefit in it, he could be convinced. Even so, he wasn't some sort of prey. ]

You expect so much of me, or maybe you just underestimate me. I'm not sure what to be more insulted by. At least you're direct. I'm still not going as easy as that. What do they say, buy me a drink first?

[It was very rare that Johnny topped anyone, so Dio didn't need to worry about being THAT sort of prey. A meal on the other hand... Not that he'd kill him of course, no, he'd see if he could use it as foreplay if anything.

He takes a step back then to look at the man, a little concerned but chuckling softly. He'll take out a pack, shake one out and pluck it out with his lips. He'll speak around it, cigarette bobbing softly with the motion of his lips.]

I meant no insult I assure you. More... I'd rather like to take you up on that offer, we can get to know each other.

[Then he'll light up and take a long, slow drag.]

[Diego's just mostly concerned with people thinking he was easily led. Or propositioned! He's fussy and egotistic, give him a break. He relaxes slightly, finally eyeing Johnny fully.

As for the meal thing--if anyone was to be making a meal of anyone else, well. The Brit uncrosses his arms, glancing over the area around them. ]

Acceptable. I'm assuming you're Johnny, as I've never heard of anyone else being called Gyro, for the most part. [he puts his hand to his chest.] Diego Brando.

It's a pleasure, Diego.

[He breathes in a lungful before plucking the cigarette from his lips and exhaling.]

Well, I'm certain my mundane has a place we could go for a drink, a musebox and such.

I'll meet you there, then.

Glad to hear it.

[He gives the other a charming and handsome smile before turning to walk off, waving as he goes.

ooc: Open RP post here! pardon the smut...]

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