Shadow City discussion

Lucas walked down the street and looked at the various stores.

In the deeper Spirit World, the emere had been watching the human for quite a while. It was a unruly and creepy habit, but Keyon could not help himself. The human was rather attractive, and vulnerable. Just the kind he sought after. Finally mustering up the courage, the elf-like creature snapped his fingers. Just as the sound wave finished traveling from the click, Keyon felt his feet on solid ground. He was leaning against a wall a couple stores away from Lucas.

Lucas looked at the stores, but something else caught his eye, a guy standing a few stores away from him was leaning on a wall. Lucas pretended he didn't notice the guy, but he walked forward past the store. He looked at the store and he then stopped and looked at the store, he decided to go in.

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Keyon strolled in after him, not giving a damn about the stares he was getting from the tourists. The

Lucas looked around e noticed the guy had followed him in, he grinned to himself. He picked up a small round men's cologne he looked at the rest of them.

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Keyon tapped Lucas on the shoulder. "Hello." He said, his facial expression neutral. Emere's weren't ones to show their smiles in front of humans. Well, Keyon wasn't. Except the cursed witch. She was very funny. "I am Keyon."

" I'm Lucas," Lucas answered not turning around.

Never one to beat around a subject (or flirt like a normal person), the emere spoke. "You are very handsome." He deadpanned.

((LOL I'm cringing. This is going to be hilirious xD))

Lucas didn't blush like he was suppose to, " Thanks, so are you," Lucas answered.

Keyon cocked his head. "Thank you. Want to hang out sometime? Like now?"

Lucas looked over at Keyon, " Sure," Lucas replied.

I am a master at seduction, Thought Keyon. "Where do you want to go?" He crossed his arms and raised his his eyebrows.

" Anywhere quiet is just fine," Lucas said.

"I know a place." He started walking out of the store, his footsteps long and graceful. "You coming?" He looked over his shoulder ever so briefly at the human.

Lucas followed occasionally turning around and walking backwards without hitting anyone .

The emere stopped at a bench that was shaded under a large tree with Spainsh moss hanging for it. The bench was on a hill, a little bit of ways from the road.There were two people sitting on it already, but with a wave of Keyon's brown hand they shot up, as if in a trance, then walked away. One human, a girl, fell flat on her face as she tumbled down the hill. "Shall we?" The emere asked as the other girl walked into the tree.

The emere stopped at a bench that was shaded under a large tree with Spainsh moss hanging for it. The bench was on a hill, a little bit of ways from the road.There were two people sitting on it already, but with a wave of Keyon's brown hand they shot up, as if in a trance, then walked away. One human, a girl, fell flat on her face as she tumbled down the hill. "Shall we?" The emere asked as the other girl walked into the tree.

Lucas eyebrow raised, " What exactly are you?" Lucas asked.

Keyon raised an eyebrow back at him. "Will it make a difference as to how you see me? No." He answered for him, staring boredly ahead.

"Just tell me what you are," Lucas said.

"An emere." He sighed impatiently. "I do not suppose you know what that is, do you?"

" No, no I do not," Lucas said.

Keyon nodded, still looking at the bench. What was he? That was an excellent question. "I am a being that is part of a race that finds wars unnecessary, that can predict human catastrophes (as catastrophes are only inclined towards the human race) and can dance on air. An African elf."

Lucas didnt do nothing, just listened, not that he cared about his race or anything he just never had a fling with a emere, or a magical being.

The emere glanced at the human to see if he had a reaction. There wasn't. "You are new to this place." Keyon said, his sharp gaze boring through the human's eyes. "But you grow accustomed to it." He nodded, kinda reassuringly.

" Pretty much," Lucas said.

"You aren't very interesting." Keyon said honestly, studying his fingernails. "Do you like to dance?" Emeres loved to dance, it was all they did besides meddle with humans and witches.

" I love dancing," Lucas said.

"Good." He allowed a smile, then walked over to the bench. When he sat down, he patted the empty space next to him. "Come sit. Tell me about yourself."

Lucas looked at the emere, and then sat next to Keyon.

"How did you come to New Orleans?" He asked casually, glancing at the young man.

" By plane, how else?" Lucas said, he glanced around hoping no one was watching him, that's how he always felt when he hung around guys, he looked back at Keyon.

"I meant what brings you here." He corrected, then raised an eyebrow at Lucas's discomfort. "What's wrong?" He asked, but he already knew the answer.

" I always feel like someone's watching me, I don't know why, and anyways, I came here because I don't want to live under my parents rules anymore, and I don't want to be around them anymore either," Lucas explained slowly so that he could get his facts right.

Keyon blinked. "They don't accept you because of your sexuality." He said, leaning back against the bench, basking in the tree's shade. "But I will." Keyon said, closing his eyes as the streams of sunlight filtered through the tree branches and touched his skin. "So do you want to have sex or not?"

" They think being gay is a sin, they believe in God and all that other shit, and dint you think that would be a little bit too soon. I mean we just met like twenty minutes ago," Lucas replied.

"Yes." Keyon sighed. Emere's were not the most patient things. "Well if your parents believe in such nonsense, then they will surely go to what I believe you call hell." He said bluntly, his face still. "

" I wish they were in hell," Lucas replied unexpectedly moving closer to Keyon. His arm was hanging over the back of the bench, and his body faced Keyon.

A smile played on Keyon's lips. "I did not expect you answer that." He said honestly. Normally humans were quite attached to their parents, like a remora fish clung to shark. Keyon did not break eye contact with Lucas.

" I'm not attached to my parents as some young adults would be," Lucas replied looking into Keyons eyes. He moved his arm from the back of the bench and he rested his hand in his lap.

Now they were talking. "Well that is good." He said, his lips feeling useless. Slowly, he gravitated closer to the young mortal, like a planet in the sun's orbit.

Lucas closed the space between them and kissed Keyon softly.

Keyon smiled internally. I am such what mortals call a 'babe magnet'. He kissed Lucas back, placing a hand on his lower back and another on his cheek.

Lucas smiled as he kissed Keyon, placing a hand on Keyons neck, and on Keyons leg.

As the traffic clattered through the streets, Keyon bit Lucas's bottom lip, then made a trail of kisses down his neck.

Lucas gasped in pleasure, he smiled and tilited his head to one side to give Keyon better access.

Keyon kissed that side of Lucas's neck, trailing up this time. He kissed him deeply on the mouth. "Where do you want to go?" He asked as he lifted his mouth from Lucas's.

" That's depends," Lucas smirked.