Tour Eiffel Affair

Elvis made himself comfortable with his lover, his feet propped up in Xavier's lap. They were having a celebration at Disney, Elvis's second in command, best of the lost boys was expected home today. The boy had gone home to France because of some family affairs. He had been absent for six months, and Elvis thought it was high time he had his partner in crime back.
"You guys are going to like him, yeah." He nodded, leaning his head onto Zach's shoulder.

"He better be amazing, you've talked about him like he's a god or something." Xavier chuckled at his friend, a hand resting on the boy's knee.

Elvis was preparing a retort for Xavier, not noticing the the figure creeping up behind him. Out of no where it seemed, he felt a breath on his ear, and a familiar French accent betrayed its owner.
"Hello Monsieur, iz been a long time no zee."
A grin split Elvis's face.
"Prentiss! Bro! Welcome back!" He stood, opening his arms for a quick hug. Prentiss seemed more interested in examining Zach and Xavier to make it sincere.
"Qui êtes-vous amis?"
"Oh yeah!" Elvis wrapped an arm around Zach, motioning to him proudly. "This is my main squeeze Zach!"
Prentiss watched him, pink lips curling in a smile. "I like 'ez 'air." He offered a hand to the boy, his attention already shifted to Xavier.
"And this is my frie-" Elvis had began explaining who Xavier was but Prentiss beat him to it. He offered out a hand to the man, as if expecting it to be kissed. "Oh no Prezley, He ez mine now." The boy cut him off, smiling his charming smile.

Xavier couldn't help but grin as he glanced over the new boy, running a hand through his hair to ruffle it like he always did when he was trying to flirt. He was barely aware he did it, but it was rather obvious to anyone who knew him.
"So you're the one he's been talking about all week..." Xavier took the hand Prentiss offered to him, allowing himself to kiss the back of it although that was definitely not something he usually did. "I'm Xavier."

"Call your'zelf anything you vant to, i'm still going to call you mine for now, Monsieur." He glanced back at Elvis, making a shooing motion with his hands. "You know Prezley, you should learn better manners and offer me a drink." In other words, go the hell away.
"Get your own!" Elvis snorted softly, shaking his head. "Pervert, im not leaving just so you can get in Xavier's pants."
"Stay and watch then, no? Eizer way." He turned his sites back to Xavier, stepping a bit closer. "Tell me Mon Cherie, how would YOU like a drink?"

"Tell you what." Xavier spoke up, smirk in place. "I'll go get us both some drinks and then we can get to know each other." He nodded his head.

"Zounds vondervul 'Zavier." He looped one of his arms through one of Xavier's, keeping himself pressed close against the man, as if they were well acquainted. "Lead the way, mon ami."

Xavier grinned, an arm slipping around Prentiss's waist as he led him across the room to the bar.
"Pick your poison." He smirked, getting himself just a water although most people were drinking something alcoholic. He never got into things like that.

"'Ow about some wine, eh?" He picked himself up onto a bar stool, his legs dangling as he made himself comfortable. "Not a big drinker, 'Zavier?"

"I don't drink often." Xavier nodded, seating himself beside Prentiss as he ordered the boy a glass of wine. "I don't like to shorten my life with stupid things." He shrugged. He didn't do drugs either, this was why he didn't like Elvis doing drugs either.

"Oh my, monsieur, you don't understand! The riches of wine will enlighten your life!"  He believed very much in drinking at least one glass of wine a day.  "But of course, You sir are so charming zhat I bet you enlighten your own life, no?" He spoke with his heavy accent, his fingers running around invisible trails on the table.

"I guess I do." He flashed a grin. "Your accent is very charming, you know that?" He hummed softly, watching Prentiss with interest.

"Courze I know that, why else do you think im laying it on zo thick?" He smiled and thanked the bartender for his drink as it was brought to him. "Tell me 'Zavier, are you free tonight?"

"Seems like I'm always free these days." Xavier nodded. "Why do you ask?"

"Because mon ami! You now 'ave plans. With me." He nodded taking a long sip from his wine. Smacking his lips softly he declared that it was good, but he has had better. "Don' worry, im sure i'll ave a chance to 'ave better when we get home."

"Alright, well where are these new plans of mine?" Xavier arched an eyebrow, grinning softly.

"You, mon ami, are planning on zpending a vondervully splendid evening with me. Possibly tangled togezer in ze sheets. Or maybe jus' showing me around ze town." Another sip of wine, his fingers combing through his short brown hair.

"I think showing you around town sounds wonderful, Prentiss." Xavier nodded his head, smiling lightly.

Prentiss's laughter rang through the room, gentle and soft, giddy with his amusement. "Ah. Es that your way of telling me that it ez too early to zpend a night in zhe sheets togezer?" He trailed his finger around the rim of his glass. "Oh well, zhere ez always tomorrow."

"It's my way of telling you I don't sleep with just anybody." Xavier smirked. "You'll have to work for it." He shot the boy a wink.

"Oh and work I shall." And he would. He was now certain that he would have Xavier in bed with him, if it was the very last thing he did. "And besides, Im not just anyone ill have you know, Monsieur. I happen to be one of a kind!"

"I'm sure you are, Prentiss. But I want to be sure of that." Xavier grinned, his hand slipping down to trace over the other boy's knuckles.

Golden eyes dropped down, following the hand as it gently moved over his skin. "Votre douce..." He liked that, he liked it very much.
At the moment at least.
His tastes varied, at times he adored a soft man, and other times he liked his gentlemen not to be so gentle. "So 'Zavier, tell me of yourself."

"I'd love to tell you about myself, but don't you think it'd be more fun to let you find out for yourself?" Xavier grinned slyly as he stood up, glancing down to Prentiss. "You can learn about me while I show you around town."

"Oui, Oui." Prentiss downed the rest of his wine, standing to join arms with Xavier. "Show me around zen, show me about you, mon cherie." He smiled gently, allowing Xavier to lead the way.