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Post by M&M&M on Oct 18, 2013 5:58:24 GMT
Dan practically had them all wrapped around his fingers with his tale, engrossed as they were. Sam had to lift a leg onto the table in an apparent and 'crafty' plan of his own so others don't detect a sudden growth. Even Ada is seen sneakily shifting herself onto the chair to relieve a growing 'itch'. "I swear, ye be the biggest tease since my ex in her youngin days!" Laughed off the elder nezumi. "Come, come, spare no details. Continue, please."
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Post by DentonClone on Oct 19, 2013 4:10:42 GMT
Despite being a dingy hole in the wall, Dan and company's favorite after-work watering hole was absolutely packed with rowdy drunkards by this point so his raunchy tale (and his audience's hot n' bothered fidgeting) went fairly unnoticed. The diminutive Nezumi smirked as he looked around the table, the three of his coworkers were hanging on every word.
"Hey, it 'ain't no fun if ya just dive right in. Ya gotta build up t' th' big moment, all smooth n' sensual like." And so he continued his tale, sparing no detail as he described his encounter with the spunky kickboxing gal. The taste of her fur, the texture of her tongue against intimate areas... even her scent were all as fresh in his mind as that fateful afternoon in the woods.
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Post by M&M&M on Oct 19, 2013 23:30:48 GMT
The whole group say and listened through the whole tale, none of them wanting to interrupt the flow of Dan's story of his one-night stands. Tho Sam did break it several times by giving an occasional laugh, it was put down immediately by Jale with a simple slap to the head.
The tale ended in cheers and claps for their Boss, giving him their congratulations on a 'fine catch'. Each of their faces were brightly reddened; a very stimulating combination from the continuous serving of ale and Dan's raunchy story.
"Woo! I think I've had enough for tonight." Jale said along with a long exhale. He began to wobbly get up. "10 Gil says I'll be feeling this in the mornin. How about you all?"
"Yea I think I'm done." The human, Sam, also agree'd and only then starting to get up.
"Same!" Ada said with a overly bright smile, but then looked at her cup. "Oh right, ha ha, still got a liiiiiiiiiiiiitle bit left. Can't waste it right? Ha ha!"
"Looks like you had enough already." Then Sam looked to his engineer manager. "How about you boss? You ready to call it a night?"
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Post by DentonClone on Oct 31, 2013 9:54:30 GMT
"I think I'm about ready t' wrap it up for tonight, lads." Dan decided, figuring he should quit while he can still walk (fairly) straight. He stood up before stretching his arms in the air with a yawn and arching his back a bit as he bounced on his heels. "Spendin th' first half a' your shift nursin' a hangover is always a bad idea." Plus Athena would have his hide pinned up over the main hangar door. Gulp.
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Post by M&M&M on Oct 31, 2013 10:36:02 GMT
"Here, lemme help you out there lad..." The middle-aged burmecian offered and helped Dan up to his feet. Sam was already heading towards the exit, if not bumping drunkenly at a few patrons along the way. Luckily for him, no one took offense since they too seemed too inebriated to care. Same condition applied for the young cleyran girl still sitting at her chair.
"Mmmm, huh? Oh uh, you guys go ahead. I um..got something to take care of first..." Ada gave a slurring smile, and giggled like an excited school girl. She was obviously very enthusiastic about something, but her only hint was the grin covering her face.
"Alright girl, don't stay too long. You know how the men here likes to take advantage of the young-ins." Said Jale carefully.
"Ahhhhh, I can take care of myself!" The cleyran girl made a shoo-ing motion with her hands. "You boys go ahead. Don't worry! Go on!"
"Heh heh, fine." The burmecian seemed to have breathed easier and then lead the way with his Boss outside. A cool comfortable breeze greeted them as they exited the bar, the air around them no longer smelling of ale and foul patrons. The night was quiet to the two, very few walked the stonewalk except for some patrolling and uniformed Lindblum soldiers and strollers out for a walk.
Jale took a second to take a deep inhale, then exhale in great satisfaction. "Ah, after all the time I've spent at our shop and the bar, I almost forgot how pleasant it is to be outside. It's good for us!" The man nudged the engineer in the ribs, playfully. "I hope you're listening, boy! You spend more time at your work than any of us. Beginning to worry that you'd forget what the sun and moon looks like. Maybe you should take a break once in a while, eh?"
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Post by DentonClone on Nov 2, 2013 7:50:33 GMT
"Yeah, as good as air in th' industrial heart a' Lindblum can be." Dan chuckled and nudged right back. "The sun's th' big bright thing that makes your eyes hurt if ya stare at it too long, right?" He joked.
Jale was right of course. On projects that really sunk their claws into his mind Dan could get so wrapped up in his work he could go for days without sleep. At times it almost felt like a madness washed over him, but rather than becoming a raving lunatic he would get visions... the physics and mechanics of a device flowing like music. A song he danced to with wrench and screwdriver, the melody mapping everything out before him as clear as day, better than any schematic.
But it felt good to be in the here and now for a change. His crew were the best friends he could ask for, and sharing a drink and sultry story or two really helped clear his head. "Yeah, but th' boss tends t' get a lil' ornery with me when I go missin'. From what I hear productivity drops like a stone without my charmin' presence t' inspire y'all."
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Post by M&M&M on Nov 2, 2013 8:40:12 GMT
"Bah! I'm sure the Boss can handle you being gone for a week or so." The elder nezumi gave a friendly scoff towards his friend. "Plus, as I recall, we've been weaned offa your teets for quite some time now. We may not do your work as fast or as much quality as you, but the whole place isn't going to tumble just because you take the day off. Heh heh."
The pair finally came up front to the home of the engineering burmecian. Or at least what he could call a home. The thin yet tall looking building looked painfully squished into it's shape between one other building and the Greasy Mu itself. Secretly, Jale himself and his co-workers would work out reasons why such a grand engineer would live in such a unusual shack. And by reasons, they mean wagers.
"Say, I've been wondering..." The burmecian pretended pure curiousity. "Why do you live here anyways. I know your paycheck is fatter than even my own gut, so why not just buy a better place to live? Don't tell me you live there for convenience alone. If you say yes, I swear by the King that I'll tie you up and send you to a shrink!" He finished, jokingly.
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Post by DentonClone on Nov 3, 2013 8:55:22 GMT
"Because Jale my good man, I can do anythin' I rightly please in those walls. I own everythin' from the air above it t' a few of the tunnels runnin' underneath." Dan looked his narrow alley-built home over with a fond smile. "Plus it's more secure than a big ol' opulent lab ya see th' more pompous engineers n' scientists brag about like puffed up popinjays. If ya didn't know who was livin' there would ya even suspect for a moment th' next big technological evolution was happenin' under that roof?"
Dan stroked his chin in thought as he mulled over the older burmecian's earlier words. From past experiences his rare vacations were seldom boring to say the least and always recharged his creativity reserves. "Y'know, I just might take a nice lil' holiday, though I 'ain't goin' alone. Last time I went travellin' solo I ended up roomin' with an ornery dragoness an'... let's say things got interestin'." He chuckled.
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Post by M&M&M on Nov 3, 2013 10:02:38 GMT
"Oh ho ho, a dragoness you say!" Jale can hardly contain his curiosity. Inwardly however, he groaned upon hearing Dan's explanation of his choice of housing. Where he had surmised that the boy was just too stubborn to move anywhere else, and Sam hypothesized that he was just doing it for the convenience, Ada had predicted that he fell in love with the place. Tho it didn't seem to be entirely accurate, it was the closest among them to be correct. Which meant he and the boy would be 100 gil poorer.
Shaking it off however, he turned instead to the present. "Well, I'll certainly have to bring that up the next night we have some fun in a bar. Until then, let's get ourselves some shut eye!" The burmecian proceeded to let go of the engineer and hover a ways back. "I'll see you in the morning boy! Hope you don't get too bad of a hangover." Then the middle-aged nezumi waved to him and keft.
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Post by DentonClone on Nov 6, 2013 7:59:11 GMT
"You too, old timer!" Dan called out to Jale with a wave as he walked up to his front door. The four locks keeping it bolted in place and safe from dastardly burglars all opened with wildly different keys, each more complicated-looking than the last. Once he's got each one clicked into place door's mechanisms whirred and ticked like clockwork. After a little chime sounded it swung open.
After stepping inside Dan stretched his arms high in the air with a yawn. It felt good to finally be home, his own little private sanctuary. Work benches lined either side of the room on this first floor, his main tinkering space. As he walked towards the stairway in the back he glanced at the half-finished devices and gizmos that covered their surfaces, waiting to be picked up and finished. Meticulously organized tools and pinned up schematics hang from the walls, some for projects he'd been working on and others just for fond reminiscence about a particularly proud invention.
Once he reached the second floor the read-headed Burmecian started unbuttoning his work coveralls. After such a long day he was eager to get a bath started and hop right in. This floor he used as storage space. Shelves piled high with old parts and assorted junk too useful to toss were all neatly arranged in rows. A narrow walk space led to the front where he kept logs and ledgers of it all for easy reference.
The third floor was where Dan really called home. It was a bit of a tight fit, but thankfully the building's length gave him plenty of space for separate kitchen, bedroom and bath areas. The kitchen was back near the stairs, followed by the bath (sectioned off with a folding screen) and finally his bed up near the front, right underneath the only window in the whole place. When it wasn't covered in soot it gave him a pretty nice view of the city, perfect for gazing out of on sleepless nights when he needed a little inspiration.
He was nearly out of those oil-stained patched-over coveralls before he passed through the kitchen, leaving the mechanic in a pair of white boxers covered in little red hearts. His slender grey-furred body, while no means as built as a warrior or dragoon, was well defined from all the repetitive work his mechanic's duties entailed and surprisingly unscarred despite the dangers of his craft. Pulling the curtain back, he gave the cranks for both hot and cold water above the wall spigot approximately a quarter-turn each, juuust enough for the perfect temperature. As the ceramic-coated iron tub filled with water he leaned back against the far wall with his eye closed, resting for only a moment.
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Post by M&M&M on Nov 6, 2013 9:39:13 GMT
The rush of heated water flowed luxuriously over Dan's lower body. After a heavy day of work, his muscles cried out in glee as the warmth reached and relaxed them. Steam began to build up and humidify the small room, adding to the pleasures received. Almost without notice, the water began to rise slowly in the tub and covering more and more of the engineer's furry body. His restive state could've resulted in an overflow were it not for the sound of the door opening from downstairs of his home.
The thought of a hot bath seemed to have clouded the burmecian's mind to have him forget to lock the door once he was back inside. Footsteps sounded off, as if stumbling and having a hard time trying to keep it's equilibrium. The intruder also apparently knocked into one of Dan's many workbenches, creating a tremendously loud noise of heavy metal falling to the floor.
"Oh...ah? Hey, I don't remember putting that there, ha ha..." A voice from downstairs groaned, perhaps too relaxed to be some street-smart thief or burglar. "Uh...hey, now where did put my...ugh." A hic-cup was emitted, and the person downstairs continued to rummage around downstairs grumbling and knocking things over.
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Post by DentonClone on Nov 6, 2013 10:05:54 GMT
Dan sighed and let himself drift off as the water soothed his tired body. Not wanting anything between him and that wonderful comfort, he had slipped his boxers off before settling in and they now hung from one corner of the folding screen. All cares faded from his mind along with the day's aches and pains. Few were the times he allowed himself to relax like this.
The engineer was not so out of it that the bang and crash went completely unnoticed. He sat bolt upright with a huge splash, his ears perked up and alert. "What in tarnation?" He grumbled to himself as he scrambled out of the tub and grabbed the nearest heavy object. It happened to be a pipe wrench he'd forgotten about after fixing a leak in one of the water pipes. As he quietly crept over to the stairs he could make out a voice, far too loud to be a burglar. At least, one with any kind of common sense. Silently he cursed himself for leaving the damn door unlocked. Now he'd have to deal with some drunk hooligan trying to rob him blind. It's a laughable attempt at least and not some rival attempting to steal his secrets. Wacking a drunkard upside the head with something big and metal is simple enough.
Making his way down to the first floor, Dan crouched low near the top of the stairs and peered out at the lantern-lit room, hoping to get a glimpse of the intruder before making his move.
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Post by M&M&M on Nov 6, 2013 11:07:23 GMT
"Dammit...where ish it?" A slurred cry of frustration echoed around the downstairs, the stumbling footsteps began to quicken sightly. Dan's home must be a total mess judging from all the items thats been dropping onto the floor, not to mention the banging on the walls.
"*Hic* Ugh, nothing ish no-where I remembered!" Another bang on one of the benches. "How am I...ugh...shupposed to...oh?" There was a slight pause and the intruder's footsteps immediately stopped. "Oh, it's you...what are you doing in uh...my house?"
Another slight pause. "Oh, I shee. Well, it must be..heh..fate, that I get you all alone. Because There's shomething I've..alwaysh wanted to tell you...since we first met...Seee....Heh heh...I...I secretly l-...hey...your skin's so hard. And so cold...here...let me warm it up...jusht a little...." After a slight giggle, there was a oddly staying silence and Dan was left with his imagination to figure out what was going on.
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Post by DentonClone on Nov 6, 2013 21:07:43 GMT
Dan quirked a brow as the strange intruder rambled on. Apparently a declaration of true love to a secret crush was going on down there. He was no stranger to drunken confessions, but usually it was a town guard deep in his cups down at the bar, not a wander fresh off the streets mistaking his home for their own. Taking that into consideration, the dripping wet bare Burmecian crept down the stairs, making sure to avoid that one squeaky step near the bottom. Since the drunkard thought this was their own home there was a good chance he’d be thought the intruder. If that was the case then he’d just have to conk them on the head before dragging them outside unceremoniously. Maybe a nice splash in the gutter would sober the poor sod up a bit. Closer and closer he snuck, wrench raised high and ready to strike.
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Post by M&M&M on Nov 7, 2013 5:30:46 GMT
While Dan managed to avoid making any noise during his walk down the stairs, it proved to be much more challenging avoiding the mess made by the intruder. Cogs, wrenches, tools, and other knick-knacks litters the floor, making the engineer's trek almost impossible to go about as he tried his best to go through silently. In his wet steps, the nezumi had managed to make some noise by nearly slipping on a socket and moving a heavy wrench.
Despite that however, there were no signs that seemed to show that the drunkard was alerted to the nude engineer's presence. Evidence in the form of giggling from around a corner also helps.
By now, Dan has reached the bend that led to his kitchen. More ramblings began to emerge from the room. "Geez, you're sho...*hic*..tense. You hardly kissed back...but I think I can get you to..open up to me soon enough..."
Once Dan managed to sneak his head around to take a peek inside, he found who he was looking for. A young and all too-familiar cleyran girl with her back facing him stood near one of the counters, caressing an item. One of the straps of her overalls hung loose over her shoulder and there was many oil stains covering around the body.
Ada stood there in a lusty, if not drunken, haze holding a frame up close to her face while she plants small kisses onto it. And that frame happens to be a picture of Dan himself. Of course it doesn't stop her from swapping fluids all over the glass pane.
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Post by DentonClone on Nov 8, 2013 9:01:01 GMT
Dan's jaw dropped when he realized who exactly it was standing there making out with inanimate objects in the middle of his workshop. "Ada?!" He exclaimed, staring wide-eyed at his coworker. The wrench slipped from his grip and clattered to the floor with an awful racket. It seemed like the poor girl really couldn't take her liquor well. Combined with his raunchy story back at the pub the two had created one randy cleyran with a very loose grasp of her own faculties.
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Post by M&M&M on Nov 8, 2013 10:20:40 GMT
Ada immediately turned around with a fright from the sounds of Dan's wrench dropping to the floor. When she saw Dan, she almost dropped the picture.
"Two Daniels???" The inebriated cleyran cried out in shock. The girl clocked her head repeatedly to the naked and wet burmecian and the frame in disbelief. It took her several moments for her to realize what was really going on, and it appears she handn't noticed his nudity yet.
"Oh..ha...*hic* fancy meeting you..." Ada slowly put the photo frame back onto the kitchen counter. "I was...I was uh...wait. What are you...doing in my home? Are you..." Then as if a lightbulb lit up over her head, a grin formed around her muzzle.
"Oh ho...I see. This is about that 'conquest story you told us at the bar, isn't it?..." Ada now began to walk slowly towards him. "Well?"
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Post by DentonClone on Nov 13, 2013 21:11:08 GMT
"Whoa now, your house? Hold your chocobos there missy, I think you're a lil' confused." Dan held his hands up and took a step back as the intoxicated Cleyran walked closer. "Looks like ya wandered int' my home by mistake." At least he hoped it was a mistake. Though the way she was swapping spit with that framed portrait made him suspect more than a missing sense of direction let her to his workshop.
A blush spread over the Burmecian's muzzle when she mentioned his tale back at the bar. "C'mon now! Th-that's neither here nor there, darlin'." Judging by that grin things could get rather awkward rather fast if he didn't do something. "Remember Ada? It's th' one right in between th' hangar an' the cog shop?" Hopefully she had enough of her wits left to reason with.
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Post by M&M&M on Nov 14, 2013 9:17:16 GMT
Even as the enginner spoke, Ada still drunkenly stepped towards him regardless of Dan's cautious tone or behavior. In her inebriated mind, the cleyran thought he was just being shy. And it made her more eager than before.
"Aw come ooooooon Danny. No need to *hic* be like that. We're both...adults. We should...act like it, right?" She giggled, but almost stumbled over her feet. Now regained of her footing, she now moved close enough to see him eye to eye. But then her foot banged against a wrench and the pain made her look downwards. It was then that she finally noticed the burmecian's nudity.
"O-oh my gosh! You're naked!" Ada cried out loud, almost placing her hands on her muzzle. Much to both of their astonishments, the young nezumi's expression was more akin to awe rather than shock. Her eyes were now sticking it's vision onto his genitalia.
"W-wow...so this is what a real...um...thing looks like, huh?" She was practically mesmerized by it. "It's more...bigger than I expected. At least we know you were telling the truth about your tale. I *hic*...can now see...why.."
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Post by DentonClone on Nov 14, 2013 10:53:48 GMT
"How about we try this tomorrow after you've sobered up a little, eh?" While having a tumble with Ada had crossed his mind more than once in the past, it was obvious there was too much booze in her belly to be in any fit state of mind for make a sound judgement. "I don't want ya wakin' up in the mornin' fulla regrets."
And just when he thought it couldn't get any more awkward, Dan followed Ada's lust-filled staring 'till he was looking down at himself. Right, he'd been bathing. Something traditionally done in the nude, and he was no exception there. While the burmecian certainly had nothing to be ashamed of, his face went from the usual pale grey to beet red in an instant as he let out a quite frankly cute squeaky "Eep!" and clutched his privates in his long-fingered hands, trying to preserve a bit of modesty. "Well ah... ya kinda caught me in th' middle of washin' up, Ada darlin..." His chuckles sounded extremely forced as he fidgeted a bit.
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