The Dom and The Daddy

Chapter 3: The Sighting

The music pumped and the lights flashed to the beat as Perth and Saint made their way thru the dance floor to the crowded bar. "I can't believe I let you talk me into this." Saint yelled to be heard over the music. "Took long enough." Responded Perth with a smirk. The bartender took their orders as they scanned the horde of bodies on the dance floor. Well Perth scanned, Saint just sort of glanced desperately trying to avoid eye contact with anyone. He didn't think this was the place he would find "Mr Right". If he wanted he could definitely leave with "Mr Right now" but he had no intention of playing around like his 'love em and leave em' friend. "Listen up man, this place has only been open for like 6 months and the lines to get in are already around the block. I had to promise Gulf I'd reconsider his last project idea just to get him to ask his boyfriend Mew, to get us in here. So there is no way you are wasting this opportunity." announced Perth while reaching for his whiskey and soda. "I don't recall asking for this opportunity nor do I need it. Thank you very much!" Saint responded with a raised eyebrow and sideways grin, showing his annoyance at his friends implication that he was in need of dating assistance. "Okay stud, then you tell me, when was the last time Saint Jr. was let out to play with something other than your hand." "Ugh, you don't need to be so vulgar about it Perth! Not all of us can have your level of disregard for an other person's feelings." "Oh trust me brother, when I'm with someone it's all about feelings. I feel her ass in my hands, I feel her tits bounce as she rides me and if it's a dude well he'll feel every inch as I " "Ok, ok, ok, I get! You can stop with the description. Sheesh!" Interrupted Saint before Perth could finish his explanation. "I admit it's been a while." "A WHILE! Saint, I know for as fact it's been at least 2 yrs since you got drunk at my birthday party and hooked up with that barista from the cafe on the corner. I know it's been 2 yrs cuz we haven't been able to go back there since cuz you don't want to see him." Said Perth while waving to the bartender for a second drink. "Did you really have to bring that up. It was so humiliating waking up the next morning and not even remembering his name." Saint said as he palmed his face and cringed. " The whole point of drunk sex is not needing to worry about knowing their name the next morning. And for the record, I really miss that cafe they had the best scones. You just freaked out and made the whole thing weird." Said Perth as he simultaneously grabbed his drink and winked at the bartender. "Can I just sit here and drink my overpriced Merlot in peace or are you gonna continue to criticize all my life choices?" Asked Saint sipping his wine. "That Merlot is Private Reserve and reasonably priced considering the vintage. " Startled by the deep, voice so close to his ear, he could feel the warmth of breath on his face, Saint quickly turned splashing said vintage all over himself and the speaker.