Public Room 1 [Red Themed]

@[S] Xiumin "Gentleman?" Hamin laughed softly, slightly teasingly raising an eyebrow. "Well, I'm really curious to see if you really are one." Especially seeing the other's cute face, Hamin felt very curious about how dominant he really could be and if he would keep up being a kind gentleman or if there was more. " on the Beach would be a good start. What about you?" He followed the other to the bar, his hand brushing against his side as accidentally.

@[S] Yu Hamin Xiumin chuckled softly at the adjectives listed, mentally deciding that while he could fit in those categories, he was most certainly cute. "y, then," he shrugged. Laughing, he shook his head. "Of course I'm paying...I wouldn't offer to treat you to a drink and make you pay for it. That wouldn't be appropriate behavior for a gentleman." When the newcomer turned around, he hummed in appreciation, deciding he was certainly even better looking when up close. Hearing his soft mumble, he hid a grin. "Well, come along then," he murmured. "What kind of drink do you want?" he asked, starting toward the bar.

@[S] Xiumin The strangers words just draw a small shrug out of Hamin. He wasn't one to ask for compliments and for the moment, the way the other was getting closer and touching him teasingly, it was good enough. "Cute? I would rather use manly, y or simply handsome." Hamin had left his glasses at home, not wanting to give any chance for a nerd-like first impression on anyone here and definitely felt very handsome this day. It wasn't like he had dressed up in any special way but his clothes fit well and made him feel confident. "A drink would be nice anyway... that is, if you pay." He raised a brow and grinned, finally turning around to have a look at the stranger. "...speaking of cute..." he mumbled softly, not caring if the other heard or not. Seemed like it was going to be an interesting time.

@[S] Yu Hamin Xiumin laughed softly, noticing the shiver and the smirk and quirking an eyebrow at the stranger's words. "I wouldn't, huh? Why don't you let me decide that for myself?" he asked, moving closer again and lightly touching his hip with his fingertips. Having noticed his curious look around and the way he seemed slightly out of place, he was certainly someone entering Sadomasochism for the first time. Xiumin was sure he remembered seeing him signing up, just never actually entering. "Although, I doubt I would forget a face as cute as yours is," he flirted softly, moving away from the newcomer. "Could I perhaps treat you to a drink, cutie pie?" From Xiumin's experience, many people were more courageous and open about what they liked and didn't like whenever they had one or two (possibly more) drinks in them.

@[S] Xiumin It had been a very long time since Hamin had been as interested in a club as this one. He wasn't completely sure what to expect and what was waiting for him but there was one thing he was sure about - he would definitely be able to be himself here. No books or judgmental classmates would be waiting for him at this place and he definitely looked forward to finally let loose all the tension that had been building up during the past year or so.
Once he set the first step into the club, Hamin already felt the thick air, the special smell and a soft shiver ran down his spine. Yes, this was exactly the place he wanted to be at. Curiously he looked around, noticed the poles as well as some secluded, but not really private areas and gladly realized that it was not too crowded. Just a second later he felt a hand on his shoulder and the warm, soft breath of another person on his ear. Again a soft shiver ran down his spine but also a smirk was spreading over his lips. "You're very right. You would never forget me if you had."

@[S] Yu Hamin Xiumin saw the newcomer entering the club and smirked. Today was one of the days he felt like dominating someone, and the newcomer seemed like the perfect person, seeing as it had become a routine for him to give orientation to whoever entered the Sadomasochism's doors.
Sliding down his pole to finish his dance, he bounced off of the stage, stalking toward the stranger with a predatory look in his eyes. He walked up behind him and rested his hand on his shoulder, murmuring in his ear, "I don't believe I've seen you around before, sweetheart." He stepped away, giving the newcomer a chance to react positively or negatively before he continued.