Against the Wall

The minute Regulus started doing that, Sirius bolted.

*is dead*

I LOVE YOU TOO! *is also dead*

Regulus frouts and crosses his arms across his chest. "Fine. But I want some of what you guys are drinking first..."

Viktor rolls his eyes and wonders where Regulus' manpurse is.

Caradoc frowned, and shook his head. "Whoa kid, I said I'd get you in here, that's bad enough, you're like, fourteen, dude," he said, looking at him disapprovingly. "Then again, I was drinkin' by then. Whaddya say, Viktor?"

Viktor sighs and takes another sip of his own drink. "Just give it to him so he'll run off," he says, not enjoying the company of Fat Jesus at all because he'd much rather be spending time with Caradoc which he has not done much of yet.

Rad shrugs, and pours Reg a glass. "Fine, whatever, have your fun, just don't tell anyone you got it from us," he said, shrugging, and deciding to pretend Reg isn't there, and maybe he'll go away, and if not? Well, Rad's an exhibitionist, and it won't keep him from gettin' it on with Viktor. "So, Viktor, saw you havin' some fun dancin', anyone catch your eye yet?"

Regulus greams, takes the glass, and walks off a few steps. He's still sort of here though because he's not going over towards Polly, Lucius, and Cissa where it looks like a cat fight could be starting any second now.

Viktor smirks and ignores Regulus now that he's all happy and has his big boy drink. And drinking out of a big boy glass too! How impressive. Mama Black would be proud. "Hm, there's von guy I could think of. And yourself?" he asks as he takes a sip, not looking away from Rad now that they're alone...Sort of.

"Oh, I dunno, there's this one smokin' guy 'round here, but y'know, we'll see where that goes-- is he ALWAYS surrounded by chics?" he asked, gesturing at Sirius.

Viktor glances over at Sirius. "Yeah, pretty much. Unless he's in the dorm drooling over that nasty poster he's got hanging over his bed."

"Let me guess, tits and vagina? Eeeeww," he said dramatically, taking a swig of his drink. "So, tell me Viktor, who's this guy you've got your eyes on, hm? He as sexy as I am?" he asked with a wink.

Viktor nods, looking rather disgusted at the thought yet grateful that he's never actually seen the poster for himself. "Oh, I don't know about that. He comes pretty close though," he says with a smirk as he lets his eyes roam over Caradoc's body for the first time of the night. Dayum, he looks sexier than usual.

Caradoc grins as Viktor's eyes drop to his body. "Oh, really now? I must say, the man that's been running through my mind all night, looks damn fine," he replied, his eyes resting on Viktor's torso, though they flicker down south for a split second, of course.

"Does he? It'd be funny if ve vere both thinking of the same person, no?" he replies, smirking as he notices Rad's eyes wandering which he didn't notice at first because he was busy doing the same.

Caradoc laughed lightly and shrugged. "Oh, I don't think I'd have a problem sharing with you, particularly," he teased, placing a finger on Viktor's torso... and I'm about to pass out. FML.

*frouts*

Viktor smirked. "I could say the same about you," he teased back, his eyes flickering down towards the hand on his torso before looking back up at Caradoc's face again.

"Oh, is that so-- oh my god. Look," he said, gaping at Sirius dancing like a dirty slut on the table across the room. "... I like that guy."

Viktor turned and grinned when he saw the stripping Sirius. "Yeah, for such an douchebag, he sure is a sexy guy," he said with a laugh. "I say ve get a closer look though." He smirks and grabs Rad's wrist, dragging him over towards the tables where Sirius is.

Caradoc laughed heartily on his way back to the area against the walls, where Viktor was following him, now that they'd gotten rid of Fat Jesus Regulus and Doug Sirius was finished stripping. "Well, that was certainly some performance, think you can do better?" he asked, winking as he grabbed yet another drink, taking a swig.

Viktor chuckled and leaned against the wall, sticking to his water because ever since he had some of Rad's drink, he's been nothing but thirsty...and horny but that's nothing new. "Think? I know I could do better," he said jokingly with another laugh.

"Is that so? Boy, I saw you dancing, and that was alright, I'll give you that, but I'm not sure you've got that kinda talent in you, Viktor," he teased, prodding him in the chest with his finger. "Sure, you can talk the talk, but can you walk the walk? Or rather, dance the dance? Am I even making sense anymore? Oh, hell who gives a damn, I'm drunk, and I'm not sure I care," he said, indeed swaying slightly on the spot.

Viktor laughed and reached out an arm to steady the swaying Caradoc by grabbing onto his arm. "You think you can do better?" he teased, smirking as he held onto Rad's arm because he's worried that his buddy's about to fall over if he lets go.

"Oh, fuck yeah," he replied, throwing his head back as he laughed. Suddenly, a new song came on, and Rad's totally feeling this one. Raising a brow at Viktor in challenge, he gestured at the dance floor. "How's about we take each other up on this little challenge? Let's have some fun, Viktor-- this beat is sick!" he said, grinning widely as he pointed at the dance floor thread where Lu should post us.

Viktor is here, leaning against the wall and thinking about Rolf because he hasn't seen him since that day in the bathroom, and it was two days ago that they had written those letters. After letters like that, Viktor is rather horny for Rolf Scamander, and his bulge, and his ten dollar words.