The Predators Play-toy (Sal x Idate R18)

That damn shark

The large glass was slammed on the table like every drunken night. It was his second beer tonight and he wasn't going to waste time refusing to get another. He hated the people around him, he used to enjoy the social life that was outside of screwing hookers and forcefully asking for another drink to the bartender. The orca was drunk and nothing was going to change that. Something startled the orca and distract him from his drink. "Hey there~" a hand was placed upon his shoulder, he turned to the somewhat familiar voice. "Huh, what the hell do you want?" His voice raspy, from the bright lights of the bar, he could see the white haired male smirking at him, with teeth white and sharp as newly cleaned knives. "Hehe what, you don't remember me sweetheart~" The predator was silent as the shark took a seat next to the tipsy orca. "It's was so much fun talking with you, I just couldn't stay away, I just had to see you in person." The bartender asked for his drink, in which the shark replied, "The usual as always". Surprising someone like him would be a local, he had never seen this make before, though he could have been here before when he was heavily drunk. "So you got my love note right?" Idate took the time to processes all this, and at that moment it dawned on him. "Wait are you saying that you were the one who sent me that stupid letter and...and called me in the middle of the damn night." Sal chuckled playfully, he leaned in close to the other. The predator never had a good sense of smell, but the scent of strong peppermint was almost unbearable. "Goodness someone's a little grumpy tonight. Why don't you take a break with the drinking and have some with me~" The orca's glare was sharp as he took another long drink from his glass. The white shark shrugged his shoulders, a colorful glass of mixed alcohol was placed on the table in front of him. "Suit yourself love, whatever make it easier for you, just make sure you don't pass out on me when the fun begins." Idate grit his teeth with force, after calling him every night and sending him an anonymous letter, he wasn't planning on doing anything with him. "Look I know you might have a sort of fetish for drunk guys but their are hundreds here you can get with, and unless you want to get punched in the fucking face I suggest you leave me alone from now on." The Shark laughed at his frustration, "aww don't be like that, I only wanted to have a good time with my sweetheart, besides, I get off to being hit in the face love." He daintily sipped his drink, a heavy silence came between them. "Fine..." The shark glanced him with a hint of curiosity. "What the hell do you have in mind.." The shark's grin was wide as plan continued to unfold.