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Experiencing some culture

Who: Biffy and YOU
Broadcast: No
Action: Planetside
When: Various points through the month

Shopping

[Anyone who knows Biffy will know that of course he is going to take advantage of the shopping that is available here. Not only does he need to be shopping for himself but he also needs to be shopping for a certain captain who signed his wardrobe away to him. (Minus pieces of sentimental value naturally.)

That means that he can easily be found in various shops looking through what is available. At times he can be seen with some nicely wrapped packages or with some bags. Never more than a few at a time though. He would never burden himself so utterly with an overflowing load of purchased items. He has far too much pride in his appearance for that obviously.

But this does mean he's quite easy to run into it. Feel free to do so. He's even willing to give recommendations for items for you to purchase.]

Theater

[It's been a little while since he's had the chance to properly go to the theater. This life doesn't appear to really allow for it. A shame really since he's terribly fond of it. He remembers going to plenty of shows years ago when he was but a drone. Supporting the other boys in their artistic endeavors. Even now he smiles fondly at the thought as he stands in the lobby waiting for the show to start.

Everyone knows that you don't go your seat immediately, after all. One must first mingle a little then find your seat just before the curtain rises. That way various fashions can be compared and admired. It's terribly obvious really.

More than likely he's brought someone he knows to the show with him. If not then feel free to run into him. He does love to socialize.]

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[Do you see that ghost of a smile, Biffy? He'll give it to you, you are an excellent actor when you get into the mood.]

But you were just chastising me for not attending to them, my Lord.

[Well now he looks so sad. And yes. It is very much an act. One he knows Lyall sees through but that is part of the game.]

So I am merely a duty then. I see...

You haven't really done anything to make me think of it in any other way, my Lord.

[He taps the handkerchief in his breast pocket.]

I mean, you are even bribing me now.

That was only a gift so you would be happy. I expected nothing in return.

[He sighs and just starts to wander out of the store. He'll be over here.]

[Lyall let's Biffy exit first.

Biffy, who somehow seems to have managed to awake a degree of playfulness in him that he had long forgotten he had in him.

He catches up to Biffy and grabs not his hand, but his sleeve - they are still in public - but then throws caution to the wind - no one is watching them - to plant a kiss on his cheek before he himself let's himself be swallowed by the crowd as he keeps walking.

This has no business being as fun as it is, but it still is.]

[He blinks in surprise as the sudden kiss, watching Lyall moving through the crowd. He can still smell him.

And he smiles.

Without hesitation, he follows after him, letting his senses help to guide him. He's finding that he's really enjoying this game they've started.

They really have been cooped up on that ship for too long.]

[They definitely have been cooped up way too long, that a simple game of hide and seek could be so fun.

Lyall doesn't even bother to keep track of Biffy. his nose is enough for him to have a good idea of how far and in what direction his Alpha is, and while he is trying to evade and give a good chase, he's not actively trying to lose Biffy.

He just takes advantage of his smaller size to slip in between people and even manages to take in the sights as he does.]

[Without realizing it, this is actually remarkably good training for his senses. It means he's pushing them to find his mate through the crowd, focusing his attention on that scent he knows so intimately.

There are advantages to him only being a little bit bigger than Lyall too. He's just as small and can slip through people with ease when he wishes.

Soon he spots the sandy hair again and he smiles again as he moves forward. The scent tells him everything as he comes up behind him, lips brushing Lyall's ear as he whispered into it.]

Found you.

[Getting Biffy to use his senses more in many different circumstances was at least part of why Lyall did this. He'd done it a little back home before being brought here. And here, with all the different scents and the throngs of people, it was ideal.

Mostly, though, he was burning through his own energy from being cooped up and helping his Alpha do the same.... and having fun.

It had been such a long time. And not having the pack did put some strain on both of them, although more on Biffy, but also just the two of then was unexpected intimacy. It was hard to have any privacy in a werewolf pack.

He shudders when he hears that voice, feels the breath hot on his ear. He felt Biffy's approach, but there something about his young Alpha, his mate, that always gives him shivers whenever he is close.

He takes a step back to bump into Biffy. Paradoxically, here in the middle of the crowd, no one is paying attention to them.]

Yes, you did.

[Taking advantage of the crowd moving past them without looking their way, he lets himself press against Lyall's back, keeping his lips close to his ear. He can feel that shudder and it makes him smile as he brings a hand forward to rest on Lyall's hip.]

Do I win a prize?

[Honestly just this moment is prize enough for him, times stolen between the two of them where they can have this chance at privacy in a crowded place.]

I'm curious.

[Lyall turned his head slightly, nuzzling Biffy's jaw.]

Yes, but later. After we go back.

[Because what he has in mind really shouldn't be done in public.]

Should we head back so I can claim my reward then?

[It shouldn't be too hard for Lyall to smell how eager Biffy is. He's not even trying to hide the fact.]

Not even buying me dinner?

[What an eager puppy indeed.]

I'm in the mood to skip to dessert instead.

[As if that wasn't obvious.]

Given what I have in mind, I'm the one getting dessert, and you could still buy me dinner.

Lyall, one has to wonder if you are trying to kill the mood at hand. If so then you are having remarkable success.

[He sighs gently and steps back, taking his hat off just a moment to fix his hair.]

Patience is a virtue, my Lord.

[Of course, patience is not exactly a widespread quality in werewolves. Lyall is a bit of an outlier for that. Still, if there is one Alpha he believes he can train in that, Biffy certainly is the one.

And there's one other thing...]

And I'm not saying that just to make you wait, Biffy. I really am hungry.

[Please feed your mate, Biffy. He wasn't just being cute with you this time.]

You might be training me without you thinking I realize it, Lyall, but we need to do some training for you as well.

[He smiles at him and looks around quickly to make sure no one can see before stealing a kiss off those lips.]

And that lesson is to remember to take care of yourself and voice what you need more directly.

[That is all he will say on the matter as he takes advantage of the society around them to lace his fingers with Lyall's so they can walk hand in hand together for a change.]

Let's see about some food.

[Lyall blinks looking a little surprised.]

... I did?

[He was hungry so he asked for food? Maybe his attempt at making it flirty fell miserably flat, but he had thought he'd been clear enough...

Then again, actually asking things for himself is something he so rarely does that it's hard to break the habit and do it.]

Only after flirting in a fashion that one would usually use to playfully discuss heading to the bedroom.

[He gives his hand a squeeze.]

Next time just let me know you are hungry first and then we can play our games after.

[Lyall doesn't answer, replaying the conversation in his head.

... Alright, yes, Biffy has a point. Maybe he need to work more on that. He is a master of the deadpan snark, but flirting? Definitely not his strongest asset.]

... It has been a long time.

I find it endearing.

[Which basically just means that Biffy isn't upset. It will take so much more than that to upset him honestly.]

You'll get better at it. I know I will enjoy you practicing on me.

[Lyall squeezes Biffy's fingers too. It's still a little thrill, being able to walk around like this with no one in the world caring.]

Thank you for being patient with me.

[At least if Biffy doesn't mind, he won't be discouraged from trying again.]

Patience is a virtue, Lyall.

[He winks at him as he says the words right back at him before he gently tugs him with him inside what smells it is is a promising place to eat. Once they have their seats, he smiles across at his mate.]

You know, there is something I find I really like about this new world we're in.

[He reaches out to rest his hand on Lyall's.]

It's not seen as a terrible thing to hold your hand where all can see.

It is rather... startling at first. That no one seems to care.

[Truth be told, he's seen quite a lot of public displays of affection going on. Of course, neither he nor Biffy would ever do such things in public, but subtle things... holding hands, even stealing a kiss, this certainly is different being able to do it out in the open.

Back home, their relationship is basically an open secret. They don't flaunt it outside, and people pretend they don't know about it. But here people are actually saying nice things or encouraging them?]

Do you think maybe one day will come when even back home we won't have to ... pretend?

[he hesitates on the last word because they're not hiding, not really. but society would definitely frown on them being this open outside. Lord Akeldama gets away with it because of how old he is and who he is, but not the Alpha of the London pack. Not yet, at least.]

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