Luceti | Appointments

[z_jay]

This post is intended for anything that one could want to RP with Eugene.  Nothing fancy here, just a date, type, and place where you'd like to meet up with him and we'll go from there.  The only limit here is the imagination.

Stay safe out there!

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June 24th, action

[antivanleather]

"Have a mug of the tea first, Mocha. It will sooth your stomach. Coffee at this point would only sour already curdled waters." The pot steeping away on the table is full of herbs and sweeteners, something that will run clear but taste of mint and ginger. An old, old brew that ever helped any human he has ever know settle their stomachs and ease the ache in their heads.

The sweetness also cuts the grease of the meal he is about to serve. Zevran leaves the stove long enough to rest his hand along the nape of Eugene's neck, dropping a kiss to his hair. "How is your head?"

[z_jay]

The description had him imagining that very thing happening in his stomach and he groaned, resting his cheek on the table. It was cool, and he liked that feeling. Still, he did as he was told, reaching over to gently take hold of the mug offered, forcing himself to sit up properly and sip from it. The change from cold to hot was pleasant enough, distracting from the pounding in his head.

Touch, however, felt a strange combination of wanted and shocking. The contact reminded him to relax, letting out a breath of air that he hadn't meant to hold. A warmth spread from the fact he had been kissed, and it was always nice to know just how Zev could coax the same blooming affection out of him that Jack could.

"Protesting being awake."

[antivanleather]

"Mmm." Headaches he knew well. Which aided in learning how to tend to them. What is on the stove will keep for the time being, Zevran circles around to stand behind Eugene so he could keep an eye on it all the same while he worked his fingers into the thick of his hair to start a simple massage.

"Such tension, Eugene. One would think you did not rest well." Which was a lie- both of the boys slept like the dead, and Zevran like one that tended the dead. It was all and all, a restful evening. Even if it wasn't their usual tangle of limbs, feathers, and hair.

[z_jay]

Touch like that was heavenly, and Eugene would never turn down an opportunity to indulge in that. Stubborn muscles were tough to tame, but he tried. "Last night was... more fun than it had any right to be." he dropped his head down to the table, exposing the back of his neck to Zevran without concern.

"Did everyone go home...?"

[antivanleather]

"You seemed to be having more fun than most." Zev murmurs, leaning down to press a quick kiss to the nape of Eugene's neck. "You and Loki, if I recall. Then again I might not be recalling correctly."

A beat.

"I saw them all off after you rampaged through the village, calling for songs."

[z_jay]

Him and Loki. Him and Loki. His head dropped to the table, forehead connecting with a thud as the memory, hazy as it was, made his gut clench. But he wasn't going to be sick, no. He just... "...Crap. Of all the stupid things I get myself into, I had to go and..."

He sighed, grimacing a little as his head protested moving much less banging it against things.

"You're the only sober guy, Zev. I really hope you recall correctly."

[antivanleather]

"I do. I was simply giving you the opportunity to forget or not discuss it if you wished." Not because he assumed Eugene would wish to lie, but some things done while thoroughly intoxicated were regretful actions that none wish to speak on. He would understand. Honestly, he cannot blame Eugene for his good taste- but he cannot ignore the odd twist in his gut either.

[z_jay]

Eyes closed, Eugene sighed through his nose and didn't move. It wasn't something he was proud of, but it had happened, and he needed to own this with some dignity. "Wasn't what I had planned." Probably hadn't helped Loki with his predicament, either. And here he was, making things worse.

"Actually it was the opposite of things that would be considered smart?"

[antivanleather]

"Were he a man unattached, I would worry less. But he is not and you know this. We are fortunate that his Lady had returned home for the night before this happened, I suppose." He continues to smooth his hands through Eugene's hair, a steady, soothing touch. "Things done while intoxicated are rarely wise."

[z_jay]

The tension now was persistent, however, and he winced briefly, shoulders hunching forward.

"Yeah, I know. It'll stop. I don't want to be that guy who ruins things for other people." Mostly, he was annoyed with himself, but he wasn't going to go on about that. He was the one who should hold to higher standard, who shouldn't let the heat of a moment get the better of him. And it needed to stop.

[antivanleather]

"Just...think before you flirt while drinking, yes?" He says nothing of how it makes him feel, because it was done while drunk and that was how HE happened to the boys and-

It went without discussing that he would rather not see himself replaced. Especially when he knows it will not come to pass.