Rebounding Lovers & One Night Stands.

Killian was not sure why he had even come out tonight, not like he cared to do anything. He had been broken up from Shannon for almost two weeks now and he simply had not felt like going out but tonight he found himself seated at the bar, bottle of jack in hand and a burning in his throat.
His eyes though were glued to the boy he had seated himself by. The boy was handsome in every meaning of the word and Killian found himself enjoying the others accent as he slowly consumed more and more alcohol.
Maybe it was time he rebounded.
"Hello love." Killian turned fully to face the new boy, his smile charming as ever, his bright blue eyes glowing in the dark of the bar.
"Killian Murdock, an' who migh' you beh?" His voice was bogged down with his accent, much thicker being he was intoxicated, but still rugged and sexy.
Sure he figured now was not a good time for him to be messing with this boy, the kid looked like, he had just taken a blade to the heart, but Killian was a great drug when it came to numbing heartbreak.

Cove was quite heartbroken. After walking in on Misery with another man, he had not been sure what to do. So he went to alcohol as a solution. He had had a drink or two before, but he was quite young. He'd never been drunk like this. He was way more drunk than he should be, his head already throbbing from the hangover he'd be sure to have the next morning. But he was slowly forgetting about Misery. It was working so he kept drinking as the pain slowly went away. He had paid no mind to the man beside him, or anyone in the entire bar for the matter. But at the sound of Killian's voice he glanced over, a smile spreading across his lips at the other man. He enjoyed the man's accent. He liked any accent for that matter. Reminded him of his father and by association, it made him feel safe.
"Ah'm Coveh Braxton. Et's niceh ta meet ya." He lazily extended a hand, chuckling softly. His accent was already thick enough, and with the added slur from his intoxication, it was nearly impossible to make out what he was saying.

"Pleasures all mine love." Killian took his hand, pressing the back of it to his lips. "Tell meh now, jus' what est ah fine lad like yarself doin' here all aloneh?" Killian glanced around the room, hoping the boy was alone at least.

Cove watched Killian as he kissed his hand, looking at the man as if he were insane, though said nothing.
"Ah found ah boy ah liked fuckin someone else. Soh ah decided ah'd come out." He nodded, swaying lightly. He was far too intoxicated to respect his own privacy.

"Oh well, ef tha boy ya currently like es with someone else, why don't ya like meh instead and come home with meh Dearie?" Killian quirked a smile, still holding into the other boys hand. "Ah promise ya ah good time."

Cove looked over the other man. He was definitely handsome, that was for sure.
"Well, ah don't see whyeh not." Cove smirked lightly.

"Alrigh' then love." Killian paid for their drinks, a bit amused at how much Cove had consumed since being there. "Come on then." The older lead him out to the truck, opening his door for him.

Cove followed the man out to his truck, but not before chugging another beer quickly. He climbed into the vehicle, slumping back in his seat drunkenly, letting Killian hold the door for him.

Killian drove them to his home, helping Cove inside before sitting the boy on the bed, looking him over lightly.
"Yar soh drunk ahm worried yar gonna pass out."

"Ah'm not that drunk." Cove chuckled, laying back on the bed. "Yar sexeh." He let out a drunken laugh as he eyed Killian, reaching out to tug off the man's jacket.

Killian allowed his jacket to be shrugged off, his vest and dress shirt clinging to his defined form only to put truth into what Cove had said. "Ah know et Dearie." He lightly tugged Cove's shirt over his head.

Cove cooperated, slipping his belt off and chucking it on the floor. Killian's accent was extremely soothing to him. That, along with the alcohol was the reason he was not nervous, even though he had never been with anyone but Misery like this.

Killian always made sure to make his partners feel safe, his hands lightly trailing Cove's body, as he let his eye scan the boy. Cove was sexy in his own right, the boy looked a little young but he was still sexy and extremely doable.
"Ya look niceh love." Killian complemented as he tugged at his own belt.

"Ah know." Cove grinned as he stood, stumbling and nearly falling over completely in his drunken stupor, though he caught himself, hanging on to Killian's shoulders, chuckling softly and simply letting his head lean against the man's shoulder as he reached down to slide out of his jeans.

Killian's hands were warm on Cove's waist,, holding him upright in a safe grip.
"Ah think ya ave ad' ah little to much ta drink dearie." He could not help but smile though, the boy was adorable.

"Ah don't know what yar talkin' about." Cove chuckled, grinning as Killian's hands rested on his waist. He reached out, sliding the man's shirt off over his head.

Killian allowed this, making it easier by lifting his arms, though only long enough for the shirt to come off before he was once more holding Cove. He pressed the boy flush to his chest, his lips brushing the others ear as he spoke.
"Are ya sure ya want ta do thes love?" It was one thing to pick up a person who was going through a hard time at a bar but this was a kid and no matter how badly Killian wanted sex, he did not want to give this boy something to regret in the future.

"Of course ah want ta do thes. Who wouldn't want ta screw ya? Yar gorgeous." Cove groaned just at the man's lips on his ear, his member wriggling to life beneath his boxers.

"Ah know thah love, but what ah mean es." He pulled back, looking Cove square in his alcohol glazed eyes. "Are ya going ta wake up tomarra' and regret being with meh tanight?" He never wanted anyone to regret anything they did with him.

Cove blinked at the man for a moment as the words sunk in, lazily sitting back on the bed.
"Ah..." He thought about this for a moment, trying to push off the alcohol making his thoughts hazy. "Ah won't regret et..." He needed this. Needed something to get his mind off of Misery.

Killian watched him a moment, his eyes scanning Cove over.
"Well. If yar gonna stay with meh fer tha nigh', yar inclined ta let meh take ya out fer breakfast tamorrow." Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if he and Cove didn't just have a one night stand thing. Killian was no saint but he had his morals and he did not feel right hitting and quitting this boy while he was vulnerable.

"Ef ya want ta." Cove nodded, smirking lightly as he leaned heavily on the other man, taking Killian's hands and looking over the man's body.

"Alriigh' then love." Killian slipped out of his pants, glancing down at his body which was lean and well sculpted. Killian was gorgeous, he knew this and he knew that everyone else knew it. This only served to inflate his already large head.

Cove reached out to let a hand trail down the man's abdomen before moving to hold the man around the waist.
"Have ya ever bottomed beforeh?" He questioned, voice sounding nearly gargled with alcohol.

Killian raised a brow down to Cove, crossing his arms. He had not bottomed since he had left the trade and he was not really in for it now.
"Ah long time ago lassie" The man moved to slip out of his boxers. "Ya could call meh ah virgin." He had never bottomed willingly.