[EVENT: BEACH TIME!]

[thenotsostraightman]

[Normally, one might count walking into a standard classroom only to find a bright, sunny beach instead to be a very pleasant surprise. But as Tadakuni stood there; blankly trying to wrap his head around what just happened- Only one question plagued his mind enough to dwarf all other concerns.]

.......

WHY AM I IN SCHOOL TRUNKS AGAIN!?

((OOC: Welcome to the Beach Room! Once inside, everyone who enters will suddenly appear dressed in swimwear of some kind. Unfortunately, those who try to leave will find an invisible barrier blocking them from exiting the room for at least 3 hours. So have fun, take a swim, play some volleyball, enjoy the cheesy beach-party music, or find some other activity to occupy your time! Emergency suntan lotion will of course be instantly available for all you beach-goers to avoid a nasty sunburn!)) 

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[ivantheterrible]

[Ivan takes the Island Oasis, tilting his head slightly as he gazes at it. It was like nothing he'd ever seen before; fancy drinks were well beyond his scope of experience. All he ever did was drink plain old vodka!]

This is alcohol...? It looks like juice. [He's continued to stare in bafflement.]

[mister_foppish]

Just try it.~ Go on.

[Such a skeptic. And here he's trying to broaden your horizons and everything~]

[ivantheterrible]

Why not? [Ivan shrugs, taking a sip of his drink. It was strange, having vodka without all the sting he was used to. Of course he figured he wouldn't get drunk nearly as fast off this either, but it least it tasted good!]

Hmmm...not bad~ [He smiles, and before you know it, he's basically chugged the entire thing. They didn't even have a chance to move away from the drink stand!]

I could use another...maybe three. I think three sounds good.

1/

[mister_foppish]

[Wow, he's impressed. He doesn't know anyone who can knock them back like that.]

2/2

[mister_foppish]

[But to consume it like that...Pegasus couldn't help it. He started to laugh, a soft giggling at first but then soon blossoming into that lilting chuckle of his.]

Oh, Major...That's not how you're supposed to drink it.

[ivantheterrible]

[Ivan blinks, confused for a moment before an irrational anger comes over him. He doesn't like being laughed at, no matter the circumstances. Ivan was far too prideful for that.]

Well then how are you supposed to drink it? [Because as far as he was concerned, the faster he drank the more he got to drink!]

[mister_foppish]

[He placed his hand on his arm gently, to still him as well as any anger.]

I mean no disrespect Major, it simply amused me. Please forgive an eccentric American his little bouts of strange humor. After all, I've a feeling that our worlds are quite different.

But here. Allow me to show you.~

[He had the bartender make another of the same drink, as well as a red wine spritzer.]

You see, the point of a drink like this isn't merely to gulp it down, but to enjoy it. Like so.

[And he sipped at the wine, to demonstrate.]

[ivantheterrible]

[That hand doesn't really help Ivan to feel any less irritated, but it does at least get his attention.

Americans really will be Americans.]

Well, we are on opposite sides of the Iron Curtain. [He says tellingly, but falls quiet as the bartender makes them new drinks.]

[When Pegasus explains that the drinks must be enjoyed rather than gulped down, the concept is so foreign to Ivan that he blurts out a baffled "huh?" before he even has time to stop himself.]

Why would I want to drink it slowly? I'll never finish it while it's cold at that rate!

[mister_foppish]

[He really has to stop himself from laughing now. But it's not because he looks down on you, but rather that he finds it endearing. Pegasus merely smiled this time, as charming as he can muster.]

Oh come now, I think you're better at this than you think, handsome~ It's more about the stimulating conversation and the company than the actual drink. Unless you're saying you'd rather get drunk quickly than take your time to...maybe get to know each other a little better while we're enjoying ourselves, hmm?

[ivantheterrible]

[Compliments, oh, now that put Ivan right back into a smug mood. He takes a slight step closer to Pegasus, taking the drink from the bartender and bringing it up to his smiling lips.]

I don't drink to make conversation. I drink to drink. [And with that, he gulps down half his glass.]

And if I want to get to know somebody....I have better ways of doing that than talking~

[mister_foppish]

[He rather thought so. Flattery can get a person farther in life than they said it could. Plus, he doesn't really want to sour their first meeting by giving the wrong impression.

However, the phrase "Iron Curtain" did bother him, only because he thought he vaguely remembered that terminology. Where had he heard it before...?]

Oh? What better way is there, besides talking?

[He dared to ask, sipping casually at his drink.]

[ivantheterrible]

[Ivan holds up one finger, chugging the rest of his drink and slamming it down on the bartender's table before speaking.]

Ah~

Well... [And he was certainly feeling a buzz now, but it wasn't strong enough to make him reckless. Or, at least not too reckless.]

You know what they say. [He puts his hands up in a shrug.] Body language says a lot more than just words.

[mister_foppish]

[That was a little bit forceful but nothing Pegasus couldn't handle.]

Mm...I think I see what you mean.

[Pegasus could do that too, when he wanted. He just tended to talk a lot, in general. He's something of a social butterfly. Rich, eccentric socialite who was also American. Yes indeed.]

[ivantheterrible]

[Ivan was far from subtle, as Pegasus might eventually come to find.]

Do you now?

[He glances towards the bartender, tilting his glass at him and giving it a little shake.] More of that orange vodka, waiter.

[A minute later, Ivan had his third drink.]

I could show you~?

[mister_foppish]

[He may have an inkling as to what Ivan meant, or maybe he wasn't as informed as he might like to think. Pegasus knew at least when he was possibly flirting with danger.

His hand was on a shapely hip and he stared at him through a half-lidded gaze, tilting his head slightly. His having had perhaps a few drinks was possibly contributing, but you know how it goes. Even while he has quite a bit of tolerance he can't help but be curious.]

Fine. I'll bite.~

[ivantheterrible]

[Ivan takes his new drink and gives Pegasus a devious little grin.]

Ohh? [He steps closer, grabbing the strap of Pegasus's swimsuit to force him to do the same. Ivan then leans in, voice lowered to a sensual whisper.]

Well, this isn't really the place...we should meet somewhere more private...

[mister_foppish]

[He slid forward easily enough at Ivan's behest given he didn't really have a choice, hand sliding up against that strong chest to keep his balance.

The words only made him a bit more cautious, his cheeks pinkening slightly. While he is generally better at determining something like this now he's oddly curious even though he shouldn't be.]

More private? Major...are you coming on to me?

[ivantheterrible]

Don't play coy with me.

[Ivan takes a step back, letting go of Pegasus and giving him a playful wink before walking off.

That sashay of his just begs to be followed.]

[mister_foppish]

Coy?~ Well, if you insist.

[It's not that he's dense, honest. This was just...not the kind of situation he was used to. Slowly Pegasus left his drink behind despite himself, following after Ivan. Wherever could he be taking him? Surely, he couldn't have meant this was going to be anything like a hook up, right?]

[ivantheterrible]

[Oh, but that's exactly what he meant.

Pegasus will find that out soon enough though, as Ivan leads him to a secluded area hidden from the main beach behind some rocks and foliage. The older Russian takes a seat there on top of one of the rocks, his hair blowing in the wind and bringing to mind the cover of a cheesy romance novel. Ivan may have long hair, but he was no Fabio.]

[mister_foppish]

[Now he's a little tentative about this entire thing, he has his reservations but...he can't say Ivan's been the pinnacle of romance so he's not exactly getting it. Maybe he shouldn't have fed him those drinks, honestly.

Still, he moved to where Ivan was seated, putting his hand on his hip.]

So...what is this thing that you want to show me, Major?

[ivantheterrible]

[Ivan flashes Pegasus another little grin when he comes back into his line of sight. He knew the other man would follow him, after all.]

Why don't you come a little closer~? [He places an index finger to his bottom lip, teasing as ever.]

[mister_foppish]

[Oh did he now? Except Pegasus isn't the type to leap into relations quite so quick. But let Ivan see for himself.

This was getting a little odd, but who is he to say no? He's toeing the line of getting himself into trouble, he can just feel it. Slowly, he obliges, if only partially entertaining the possibility this could end in something...unexpected.]

Isn't this a bit silly now? Why don't you tell me?

[ivantheterrible]

[As soon as Pegasus is close enough Ivan reaches out, grabbing a handful of lavender hair to yank the other man's face even closer. The younger man has only a split second to react before Ivan presses his lips forcefully against his.]

[mister_foppish]

[Pegasus let out a soft whimper if not a surprised little yelp at having his hair grabbed in such a rough manner, unable to so much as get a word of protest in before sealed in a passionate kiss.

He's temporarily rendered speechless, eye wide in his shock. His cheeks darkened to a full crimson, his face suddenly quite hot. What was he supposed to do here?! He tensed, unable to move with that hand in his hair like that.]

M-mn!!