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[ come one come all ]

Who: Everyone and everyone!
What: A party to break everyone into mallowhallow and get them mingling
Where: Orlea
When: March 4th

[ you might have gotten a nice little text message in your communication device, telling you to come party in Orlea. There's all types of alcohol and non-alcoholic drinks, and a mixture of foods to snack on. the music is also pulsing and loud enough to get you wanting to dance.

the party will go on all night till the morning, so bring a date or just bring yourself ]

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You want to know another thing that's different about this party? That isn't a thing I can do at the parties at home?

_{[His voice is much softer, the teasing gone now. His hand doesn't move from Tyler's shoulder, nor the cup. He's frozen in place, his gaze locked on those too-familiar blue eyes.]}

I'm all ears, man.

_{[Balfour smiles, soft and sweet, and tugs the cup down, out of the way. He's not really thinking about what he's doing, just doing it. Which is why he's now pressing his lips against Tyler's carefully at first, just a brush, and then a little more firmly, the hand on his shoulder sliding to touch the back of his neck.

Oh. Oh. That's what everyone's on about.]}

[ he pauses for a second while he registers that before he shrugs and just goes with it, kissing you back firmly ]

[Balfour lets out a noise that's almost pleading as the kiss is returned, his fingers curling against Tyler's neck, his lips parting just a bit. This was nice. Possibly creepy, but oh, just the kiss alone felt good. He wanted more.]

[ that sound is pretty a-okay to tyler, he likes that he can make you make that type of noise, so he moves his mouth against yours gently, his tongue tracing the curve of your bottom lip ]

[He gasps when he feels that tongue, parting his lips for it, his own tongue peeking out a little bit. He likes this, he can say that now, even if it is just a kiss.]

[ his arm is going to wrap around your waist then, pulling you closer while he slides his tongue into your mouth, curling it slightly as it slides against yours ]

[And that? Was a moan. Congratulations. He mimics what Tyler is doing, pressing close as his fingers go to comb through his hair. The hand with the drink is now empty, liquid spilling on the floor as he grips the front of Tyler's shirt, then sneaks that hand up to touch the hollow of his throat.]

[ he's making a note to get you drunk more while he slides the fingers of his other hand through your hair, gripping it tightly as he applies a bit of force into the kiss, his mouth crushed to yours ]

[Another moan as he's pulled into a more crushing kiss, and that hand of his? It's found its way to Tyler's hip, pulling him closer, desperate for the contact, and once he gets it, he makes another happy, sexy little noise.

More. He wants more.]

[If Balfour and Tyler don't think that Reid's been watching them-for a little while now, at that-they'd both be wrong. How could he not be? They're hard to look away from, it's still surreal, like his eyes are playing tricks on him. That's not the only reason, but...it's the main one. It's not like he can't tell them apart, because he can, but that's not the point.

The point is, he's glad he's been watching them, because this, now, the two of them making out? Is worth watching. He's not even ashamed about it. A little jealous maybe, but not ashamed. Maybe he should...do something instead of just watching though. First he finishes off the rest of his beer, then he gets up to go over to them, nudging Tyler's shoulder when he's there.]

You know, you two should probably charge people if you're going to put on a show like this. [He grins.]

[ well, now he's pulling away from balfour and he's embarrassed. he rubs a hand against the back of his neck with a sheepish smile on his face as he turns to reid ]

How does ten bucks sound?

[Balfour had been just about to move that hand of his to Tyler's rear when they were suddenly interrupted.

He gasped and scrambled back, looking guilty and embarrassed, shoving his hands into his pockets.]

…hi.

[He grins again, leaning his arm on Tyler's shoulder, looking from him to Balfour.]

Awww, lookit you two, suddenly so shy. [He reaches out to brush his knuckles gently against Balfour's cheek. He was probably going for a cheek pinch at first, but hey, this is better, right?] Seems like you're getting along well.

[ he elbows reid's side with his shoulder gently ]

Hey, now, parties are where stuff like this happens.

_{[Balfour shies away from the hand instinctively, keeping his head ducked.]}

You're...not mad?

_{[It was best to check. Reid and Tyler were obviously close. How close, he wasn't sure yet.]}

Yeah, but usually I'm the one who moves fast.

[He laughs a little, but then... Balfour, why do you always have to remind him of an abused puppy dog?]

Mad? No, I'm not mad? [If he was, you'd know.] Why would I be?

[ he peers at reid's face and gives a shrug ]

Yeah, he's not mad. Neither am I.

Good. Okay. I just wasn't quite sure...

_{[Where they stood with one another. He ddesn't finish the sentence, just smiles up at them, that airy, fake smile.

What else could he do? He felt guilty for even having kissed Tyler.

A shift of the foot reveals the cup on the floor and that fake smile fades. He sighs and shakes his head, picking it up and grabbing a nearby towel to clean up the mess. At least there hadn't been much liquid left in the cup.]}

[Don't look too closely, Tyler. Reid doesn't generally have a very good poker face when something's bothering him, and there is something, but it's not anger.]

Wasn't quite sure...what? [Did you really think you'd be able to get away without finishing that sentence with Reid around? He can tell something's up.]

[ he can already tell, man. but he's not going to bring it up right now ]

Yeah, what did you mean?

I do try not to make assumptions, but one can never be too careful.

_{[Can you read between those lines?]}

[Good, because Reid would brush it off as nothing right now. Hell, he would later too, but that's beside the point.

He gets it though, and he laughs.]

Assumptions, about us? Nah, there's nothing. He's like my brother.

[ he slings an arm around reid's shoulders ]

Me and him go way back. We're practically family.

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