The Underworld discussion

For fun-lovers and those just wanting a short escape from the seriousness of normal life - Laser Tag! And remember not to wear light colours!

((xP))

((Absolute Laser Tag))

Adrian followed Daemon into the Laser Tag building. It was full of children and adults who might as well have been kids. He doubted a suit was appropriate attire but whatever. Adrian with a gun was like a bird with a pair of wings. Natural.

Daemon grinned happily "ready to get eat, loser?" He purred

"Daemon the only thing I ever lost was my virginity," said Adrian, grabbing a gun and swinging it around.

Daemon smiled slightly, grabbing a gun and humming to himself, lifting it to rest on his shoulder "well then. Is that like an underlying hint to something?" He purrez

"Naughty," said Adrian, moving past him, "What shall we bet on this time then, little brother?"

He padded after him, grinning endearingly "how about...naw...you're too good for that" he murmured, goading him into pushing further into the subject. Dae's dark eyes were bright with mischief, his hair tucked back and misshapen thanks to him running his fingers through it. They were waiting to pay and take their turn, one on one, and Daemon had something much more...interesting..up his sleeve this time.

Adrian frowned. "Probably true, but propose it to me anyway."

He passed his card over, paying for one of the private battle rooms. The instructor passed them their vests which Adrian eyed with displeasure. Taking off his blazer and tie, he pulled it over his head.

Daemon smiled slightly, pulling his vest on. He quirked an eyebrow and gave him a goofy grin. "Sex" he replied calmly enough.

"I'm sorry, but to me, sex is an extremely vague concept," said Adrian, equally as calm, "Expand. You mean from me?"

Daemon rolled his eyes, walking with him to the private room. "Yes. And me." he pressed on. "And before you get any stupid ideas," he cut him off, "Winner chooses the other's partner. It can be themselves, or someone of their choosing. They give the standards. It's a bet my friends and I used to do all the time. I always won"

Adrian smirked. Sex was one of his favourite weapons, and he'd grown up using it as such.

"Then I suppose you'll have to show me that you're worthy of the title of Brother," said Adrian.

As comfortable as Adrian was with guns, he was also well aware of two things. 1) He was more of a melee type of guy and 2) He was more brain than brawn. A small part of him hoped Daemon would win - it would mean he was suitable for Brother, and Adrian got to have sex. Win win.

Daemon purred, cocking his laser gun. "I'm great with guns" he replied smoothly, boasting for himself as they were let inside the room and the lights were turned out. They had a thirty second wait to find a place to hide before the guns would activate. Immediately Daemon shoved Adrian away so he lost sight of him, and he bolted further into the neon lit darkness. Good thing he'd worn dark colors.

Adrian smoothly made his way through the maze of walls, keeping to the darker areas. Hiding in shadows was Adrian's forte, he didn't bother with fair-play. He knew very well how dishonorable he was when it came to warfare. He liked the aura the neon lights were making in the darkness, it was eerily odd, created a warped and almost hysterical sensation in the brain.

Daemon quickly climbed a ramp into a tower in the corner, ducking behind teh wall and watching for Adrian, his gun lighting up and beeping as it was turned on.

Adrian smiled. Daemon obviously had not realised-

Adrian's hearing was almost on par with that of a cat. He was aiming for bat, but baby steps, baby steps.

He doubled back the other way, spotting Daemon's back and shooting towards it from behind a wall.

Daemon jumped and shied back, ducking behind the wall of the tower and opening fire back at Adrian. While Adrian ducked behind the wall, he jumped over the tower and full on ran at him whilst he wasn't looking, his footsteps silent as he grabbed Adrian and shoved him into the wall, shooting the sensor on the back of his vest

"Fuck," cussed Adrian, spinning and knocking Daemon to the floor, shooting him square in the chest. What an audacious decision to attack in such a way.

Daemon coughed and scrambled away, shooting Adrian in the chest as he got to his feet and sprinted out of sight ((I'll be slow...biking))

((okidokii))

Adrian leaped after him, shooting for his back, his hair falling into his face. He knew his white shirt was glowing beneath the neon lights but it didn't concern him. This was fun.

Daemon laughed, tackling him and pinning his hands above his head, straddling him so he couldn't move. "You can't win" he purred

Adrian struggled against his hands, but he was at a disadvantage - Daemon was a cyborg now. Oh karma.

He smirked. "This isn't how you play the game now is it, little Brother."

His eyes darkened, beckoning.

He purred. "No, but I like to win" he murmured, leaning closer so their faces were mere inches apart, chests pressed together. "I prefer to take you down whilst I have the lead"

"How underhanded of you," said Adrian lowly.

Suddenly, he leaned up, touching his lips to Daemon's and taking him by surprise.

He jerked bak in surprise, studying him curiously, before leaning down and kissing him right, keeping him pinned to the floor all the while. Despite what he seemed, he wasn't very rough of a kisser, but he was rather good at it. He'd done it loads of times before. But this time, he wanted to make it count.

Adrian allowed Daemon to get lost for a moment. The boy talked big but he kissed sweetly. Aw, cute. He was so...

Distracted.

Adrian threw his hips up, and their positions were reversed in a blink, his gun pointed at Daemon's chest.

"Sex is my favourite weapon."

Daemon had, surprisingly, expected that. He grunted and moved, his gun pointed at Adrains chest as well. "Dammit" he breathed "we both had the same idea"

"Now we're at a loss," sighed Adrian, "The question is, who can pull the trigger faster..."

He shook his head, his hair falling into his eyes...

"You wouldn't shoot daddy now would you?" asked Adrian, his voice low and husky.

He smirked. "In a real situation I would never consider shooting you. However, since this is a test to prove myself." He launched forward without another word and disarmed Adrian, shooting him in the chest.

Adrian cocked his head.

"Aw did I lose?" asked Adrian, "Gracefully though. Bravo, Adrian, bravo."

He leaned back, resting the gun on his shoulder.

"Well," sighed Adrian, "Go on then. Who am I gracing with my beautiful presence tonight?"

He rolled his eyes with Adrian's vanity. "Me. You can't obviously expect to tease me like that and not have anything more come of it" he replied, turning and walking back towards the door, handing in his gun and vest and waiting for Adrian.

Adrian stood up, his hair still haphazardly sprawled across his forehead. He handed back his gun and vest, slipping back into his jacket and letting the tie hang around his neck. He caught up to Daemon.

"So what you're saying," said Adrian calmly, "Is that you want in my bed tonight? What on earth brought this on?"

He shrugged. "Equal parts of boredom and curiosity" he smiled slightly. " why? Don't like it?"

"Of course I like it," answered Adrian, pushing his hair back off his face, "Aside from winning and using a screwdriver, sex is a hobby of mine."

It was true. Adrian had sex most days, yet he was not too fond of fucking the same one twice. He made exceptions for little fairies like Pan, because he was good and rarely did they ever live up to Adrian's standards. Still, he had lost.

"I don't bottom," said Adrian, "For the record."

Daemon smirked slightly. "Well winning isn't a very good hobby of yours, because you lost, sir" he murmured, starting to head back out of the building.

He rolled his eyes "I didn't think you bottomed. I wasn't expecting you to, either" He waited for Adrian just outside the building to catch up.

(pfbft....Pan for the Pansexual))

((I love writing little shits like Pan, speak of the devil))

"Oh trust me, little Brother," said Adrian, "If I'd really wanted to win, I'd have won. I wanted to see if you'd really shoot me. Alas, you did."

He stalked past Daemon, his eyes narrowing as the light hit him again. "Well, then we shouldn't have any problems-"

"Mr Campbell!"

Pan. Adrian turned to see Pan sauntering over to him, a smile on his face.

"Why you're all sweaty," noted Pan, "Good, I like you best that way."

Daemon scowled, glaring at Pan as they walked out. He crossed his arms over his chest, clenching his hands into fists. "Ah, Pot. Fuck off" he snarled bitterly.

((Don't forget the throne room))

((Ah crap yeah))

"Your brother really doesn't have much class," sighed Pan, leaning up to kiss Adrian on the cheek, "Where are you headed?"

"Back to the Hotel," said Adrian, "We went shopping today, played laser tag, and I'm tired now. I won't be out tonight."

"You hurt my heart," said Pan, "Anyway, I'm doing my Chic Couture tomorrow - the papers are jumping all over it. You should come... important people will be there."

Adrian's eyes sparkled. That was the best thing about Pan, he attracted the attention of a lot of his enemies. Gathered them all together... found out their secrets.

He nodded enigmatically before turning to leave. "Come on Daemon, let's go."

He flipped pan off, padding after Adrian with a small smirk. He stuck near Adrian, glancing up at him and sticking close by. "what is the thing he just said?" He whispered

"You think I keep him around for his body?" laughed Adrian, "Everything I do has purpose, you'll learn that in time. Pandemonium is one of my greatest adversaries even if I do feel like killing him sometimes. Sure, he's a satisfactory lover, it's his job to be, but he also knows a lot of people. People I want dead. And he's willing to work with me on that because he adores me. You understand?"

Adrian smirked.

"Just as losing our laser tag battle had purpose," he said, "I knew you'd pick yourself."

He rolled his eyes, glaring at his head. "You lost so you could have sex with me!?" He snapped "that's all I've gotten out of that" he murmured, smirking. "And that's fine with me"

"It was a battle where I would win either way," said Adrian, "If I won, you'd have fucked Pan which would have been thoroughly amusing, and if I lost, I'd have to fuck you. Neither concepts repulse me at all. Plus, I imagine it will be a chance for Father-Brother bonding, no?"

He rolled his eyes. "yeah. Bonding" he murmured, smiling slightly as he jogged to match Adrian's pace. "I am so glad I won now. I do not want to be anywhere near Pot"

"You and Pan would be ridiculous together," agreed Adrian, "That's why it would have been so amusing - but alas, you won. Plus, I have to keep Pan reasonably sweet if I want his help."

The hotel came into view, and Adrian smiled.

"Am I walking too fast for you?" he inquired, "I should warn you of something."

"A little" he admitted, following him "and what would that be, sir?"

Adrian slowed his pace a little.

"That kiss before," said Adrian, "I just want to warn you ahead of time. I'm not a gentle lover. I haven't the patience for that."

He looked at him straightly.

"In essence, I will pound you into complete oblivion."

Daemon smiled "good. Then we are on the same page" he purred "I was trying something, but apparently I was wrong" he wasn't phased in the least by Adrian's remark.

Adrian arched an eyebrow. At least he wasn't scared off. They reached the Hotel, Adrian giving the receptionist a charming smile before heading for the elevator.

((Back to the Hotel we go))