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Post by AZRAEL DAVIDE on Feb 16, 2009 0:01:34 GMT -5
 In this cities callowness we've lost our innocence
"Wait... what? He signed off?"
Az wasn't used to having to battle for control. He never had to fight for attention. This new guy... Did he even have a name?! Grumbling, he slammed the laptop in front of him shut and stood up. He hated everything about this other boy. He was egotistical. He was shallow. He loved sex. He knew how hot he was. He was...
Well.
He was Azrael.
Everything he should have been against or hate was embodied in this boy. Everything that Azrael was... this boy was. It was a waste, actually, that there were two of him and they weren't going to sleep together. Still, maybe they could. Az might have won this won.
Then again, if Az won, so did the other guy. There really was no loser in this situation if they were both as good as they were claiming. Azrael knew he was... he prayed the other man was.
Slipping out of his room, after stalling for a bit, Az drifted slowly down the hallway. No need to rush. After all, he didn't want to seem anxious. Of course, he was. Az was more anxious than anything. He had the potential to come across a great lay tonight. He didn't want to fuck that up for himself. Even worse, he didn't want to get half way and fuck something up. If this guy was a tease, he'd better watch out. Azrael wouldn't leave him alone if that were the case. Teasing was, shockingly, one of his biggest turn ons. He could be quite the masochist at times.
Running a hand through his hair, Azrael smiled when he stepped into the lounge. As if on cue, someone stepped in from the opposite side. A tall blond. Wonder who that might be. With a smirk, he crossed his arms over his chest and looked the boy up and down. Oh I need to get on that eventually... or under it. Not something I'd hang on to, but I need a taste.
"So you actually showed up, then? I was wondering if you would."
Smiling, Azrael stayed where he was. He wasn't going to be the one to make the first move. If they got pissed off enough at each other maybe they'd just...
Keeping his gaze on the other boy, he let his smile stay in place. "So do you have a name? I must have missed it while you were accepting rejection so gracefully."
He loved angering his prey before moving in for the kill. It was so much more fun that way.
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Post by SEBASTIAN STONE on Feb 16, 2009 16:11:11 GMT -5
say it, play it how you want it
but no way, i'm never gonna fall for you, never you, baby
Sebastian had signed off, knowing that the other boy probably didn't enjoy theforce behind the pessage. Control was something that Sebastian enjoyed. Hell, most of the time the mere thought of control could get Seb off. He enjoyed manipulating situations and making them his own. This other boy, this guy that thought he could one up THE SEBASTIAN STONE had another thing coming. Sebastian had a feeling he was dead on about the boy being just like him. Well, almsot like him. There was no way Sebastian would let anyone amount to the same amount of greatness as him. Sebastian had lied about only one thing to the boy and that was his standards. Honestly, Sebastian would fuck any human being within age range that he saw appealing. If they were a good fuck, then the MAY be able to count on another one, but if they were horrible, then it would be a simple one night stand and Sebastian would be nowhere to be found the next morning.
Still, Sebastian made his way to the lounge, calculating his next move. He was very logical with how he played the teasing game. At times the game could backfire. This time Sebastian intended to drive this boy absolutely insane. The thought caused a sly smirk to spread over his lips. When Sebastian had arrived at the lounge there was only one person in there. Sebastian had the perfect idea of how to get rid of the boy. The younger boy lay on a couch, eyes closed, not paying attention to anything going on. How ignorant people could be. Didn't they know that there were some bad people at the institute as well? Sebastian gently closed the door, but when he further thought out his plan, he left it open. He stolled toward the couch with a slight swagger. Honestly, the boy was unattractive. He wouldn't really want to get any of that.
But for plan purposes Sebastian crawled up on top of the boy, leaning down to whisper, "Hey, baby," The boy's eyes snapped open and Seb had to choke back a laugh. "Mm, that was a great fuck." Of course there was a chance the boy could remember that he hadn't fucked Sebastian, but the boy's red veined eyes told Sebastian that he was drunk or at least hung over. The guy probably didn't remember jack shit. Sebastian had to move once the guy began to squirm, but he still sat to where he was straddling the boy. "What?!" the boy exclaimed, "No, please say I didn't..." Sebastian expertyl controlled his expression to look disappointed. "Oh, but you did." He said softly, letting a little of his usual hubrice slip into his tone. The boy stared at him wide eyes, "But I-I-I'm not gay!" Sebastian tilted his head, "After that I'm sure you need to reconsider." He said, getting off the boy.
In seconds the boy was on his feet, stumbling toward the door. Seb shook his head, chuckling as he heard some mumbling that sounded like 'oh, god, i'm gay'. He loved making believers out of people. Sebastian knew he only had to wait for his victim to arrive. He would know the guy as soon as he walked the door. Sebastian had sort of a sixth sense for people that were like him. The moment he saw the door begin to open his smoirk returned as he leaned against the arm of the couch. He stayed in logical silence as the other blonde boy spoke. Naturally Sebastian looked him over. The guy didn't seem to be too bad actually. Of course, Sebastian thought it was hilarious that the guy wanted to know his name. No- this wouldn't go that way. It wasn't question and answer time. Sebastian didn't play that way.
Sebastian silently and easily closed the distance between himself and the other boy. Names were of no consequence to Sebastian, though if the boy wanted to know his name, then he would have to earn it fair and square. Swiftly Sebastian placed his hand on the boy's waist, using it as leverage to push him against the wall. Sebastian allowed his free hand to trail up the boy's chest, claiming the boy's chin as he reached it. "Surely you don't expect me to be so open." He said in a lowered tone. His voice was smooth and his british accent thick over his words. "Let's face it, names are of no importance." As Sebastian spoke his soft, warm lips gently grazed the boy's ear.
He worked with the worst form of teasing and temptation. Sebastian was experienced in pushing his prey over the limit and that was his intention. In the end Sebastian intended to have this boy begging him for sex. Sebastian, of course, would have sex with him. That's for sure. Even Sebastian has his limits... his just aren't as visible. Sebastian pulled away with a smirk still dawning his lips. He moved to the couch and sat down, propping his legs up on the table and leaning back. It was typical of Seb to teast the ones he wanted to last a while in that manner. Make them think something amazing was about to happen... then pull away...
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Post by AZRAEL DAVIDE on Feb 17, 2009 14:58:52 GMT -5
In this cities callowness we've lost our innocence
Az was quick. He knew exactly what kind of a game the other boy was playing. Did that mean he didn't enjoy being the prey for once? Of course not. He would revel in every second of it if he could. Of course, unlike most, he wouldn't be giving in any time soon. How weak would he look if he begged for it? That and, well, Azrael Davide did not beg. If that was what Sebastian was going for, he may as well just resign right now. The will of Azrael was not easily broken.
Even the soft hand on his waist. His chest. The lips against his ear. Oh yeah. It was tempting. In the worst way, too. But Az knew the game better than anyone. If he were to even show interest yet, it would be all over. Especially with this other boy. As soon as Az even pretended to be interested, well, it'd be all over, wouldn't it? Boys like them never wanted what they could have... unless they were desperate.
"So you're one of those then. Fair enough. I just like knowing who's going to be screaming my name later is all." His voice remained calm and even, as if he weren't pressed against a wall, seconds away just attacking the boys teasing lips. "But if you're not into names, then no names it is." His smirked a little and waited for the boy to let go of him.
Easily enough, they were separated. Once the other boy was on the couch, Az took a deep breath and walked over. Stepping carefully over the other boy's legs, Azrael sat on the couch a bit away from him. He wasn't used to playing this role in the cat and mouse game, but he was going to be one stubborn mouse. There was no giving in. At least, not this easily.
Hell, Azrael hadn't even been challenged yet. This game was still far too easy.
Naturally, that meant it was time to up the stakes. A role reversal, if you will.
Crawling over to the other side of the couch, Az smiled slightly and looked the boy over. "I do really like this belt though." He ran his hand lightly over the buckle before dipping below it to feel the material of the thing. Following suit, Az whispered into the other boys ear, letting his hand stay on the belt. "Hmm. You know, if you just wore smaller pants you wouldn't have to bother with something so big. Unless, of course, you're compensating." Before leaning back into the couch, hit bit the boys earlobe lightly. It wasn't the most subtle move, but it wasn't in your face. It was also something Az had done before. Most people weren't as strong willed as he was. Hopefully this boy was different.
Deciding that this couldn't be over too quickly, since the chase was half the fun, Az got up off the couch and walked over to a window behind where the other boy was sitting. It was night, so the inside of the room was reflected in the outside landscape. Azrael feigned an interest in the outside world as he kept an eye on the reflection of the other blond. In actuality he wanted to grab the blond, run outside, and fuck him in the grass. And if someone saw them... who cared? That made it all the more fun actually. Letting his smirk disappear, Az licked his lips slowly and just stared outside.
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Post by SEBASTIAN STONE on Feb 17, 2009 16:09:06 GMT -5
say it, play it how you want it
but no way, i'm never gonna fall for you, never you, baby
Raising an eyebrow out of mere amusement, Sebastian smirked as the boy's hand rested at his belt. It had been too easy, which made Sebastian think that there was about to be a catch. The guy wasn't about to start undressing him right there. Seb had been around too many times to get caught up in that illusion. The boy's comment had actually made him chuckle. It wasn't a delighted chuckle, but a calm, amused chuckle. The bite on his earlobe might have been enough to crack someone else, but Seb was a different case than most. Sebastian didn't want the guy to think he was getting away with more than he really was. The moment the boy moved away from him Sebastian got an idea. It was rather clever, or at least he thought so. Sebastian had a feeling that his game was slightly different from the beautiful blonde boy's game.
Unlike a regular game where there is no giving in... there is giving in when it comes down to how Seb plays. He would make the boy think he had won and just give him a small dose of what exactly he's missing out on. Sebastian was a pro at pulling away at just the right times. He could be right in the middle of sex and just leave. Now that had taken a LOT of practice, but in short, Sebastian had learned to control his animal urges to fuck someone. Sebastain WANTED to get that guy against the wall again and have his way with him. But that would have to wait. He thought he could wait if he convinced himself that the end results would be even better than what he had currently fantasized.
After waiting for a moment Sebastian stood and silently walked over to where the boy stood at the window. For a moment Sebastian stood there, thinking of the more appropriate way to go about the situation. He could just stand there, or he could make use of the talents God gifted him with. Sebastian moved behind the boy, slowly slipping an arm around his waist to pull the boy against him. This time Seb worked his way under the guy's shirt, trailing his burning fingertips over the blonde's bare skin of his abdomen and trailing up over the boy's chest. That was how Sebastian held him for a moment, pulling him close and allowing his hands to do the work. But that wasn't enough. Sebastian knew it would have to get hotter to get the effect he wanted.
Then it was time for Sebastian to fake giving in. He released his arm from around the boy's waist and moved around in front of the boy. Instead of smiling or anything like that Sebastian crashed his lips onto the other boy's. He didn't care that the other might think he had won. This time it was different. He had a feeling there would be no winner or loser, but this time both of the players were well educated with the inner workings of the game. Sebastian had to be careful to not end up with a stalemate. His hands ran down, still closing in the distance between himself and the boy, and rested at the other's ass. But Seb wasn't patient enough to leave his hands stationary.
His hands then moved from their position, around to the front of the guys pants. Sebastian let his fingers work with the belt, undoing it without even breaking stride with the kiss. Within seconds the belt no longer adorned the boy's waist. But Seb didn't want to go too far all at once. He forcefully grasped the boy by the waist, adding pressure. That was a little introduction as to what seb enjoyed. His kiss was foreceful and his touch was forceful. Obviously Sebastian enjoyed force. He broke his lips away briefly, "My name is Sebastian Stone." He said in a harsh whisper, barely removing his lips from the other boy's.
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Post by AZRAEL DAVIDE on Feb 17, 2009 17:06:02 GMT -5
In this cities callowness we've lost our innocence
Just as his tongue disappeared back into its place in his mouth, Az noticed the other boy getting up. He hadn't won. That much was obvious. This chase was far from over. If it was over, well, Azrael was done with him. He didn't do well with weak willed people. Besides, he'd talked himself up so much and Az didn't do well with disappointment.
Seeing the other boy walk up behind him, Azrael fought back the smile that wanted so badly to shine through. Still, with practice he'd gained full control over his expression. Feeling a warm hand slip under his shirt, Az looked down to see the arm that snuck out of the bottom. So he was trying to force a surrender out of him, was he? It was a valiant effort, but Az had been expecting so much more from the other man. Of course, he should have known better. The other blonde was only just beginning.
The kiss, if you could call it that, was filled with desire. Of course Az thought about restraining himself, but where was the fun in that? He at least needed to taste the boy that seemed to play the game as well as himself. Wrapping one arm around his waist, his other hand immediately went into the blond's hair, getting lost. This wasn't a surrender from either of them. It was just another phase of the game. A nice one too.
Azrael really prayed that this wasn't the end. He may have been out of the game for a while, but it hadn't been so long that he was willing to throw in the towel this easily and jump the boy right here. He wanted to, sure. But that wasn't how things worked.
As his belt disappeared, Az wondered what kind of a game this boy was playing. It was certainly not anything he'd seen recently and not one he'd run before. It was almost as though he was pretending to give in. Slightly skeptical, Az went along with it for now. After all, they were only making out. He'd done that countless times... with girls, even. It certainly meant nothing to him. It was just a cheap way to pass time. Still, once he heard the other blond's name, Az found himself confused.
Their lips were still forcefully locked, but Azrael was done with the cheap make out that was clearly not going anywhere. Bring the hand that was on the other boy's back around to the front, he expertly tugged down the zipper on the boys jeans. That was all he did before letting that same hand drift up his chest and grab as much of the shirt's fabric as he could. But just like that, Az's gme plan changed, like it always did.
And this was where Az tested him to see if Sebastian was worth his time at all.
Pushing Seb back a little, Az laughed. "I'm sorry. I got the impression you were worth my time. I see now that I was severely mistaken. Sorry about that. See you later Sebastian." Leaning over, he picked up his belt and draped it over his shoulder. After pecking Sebastian on the cheek, he turned and walked out of the lounge, still nameless to the other boy. Oh, there was no way he'd enjoy that, but Az had just up the stakes in the worst way. Either he was willing to follow or he was willing to admit defeat. Both hits on the other boy's pride, but Az didn't care. He had a feeling this wasn't over. Not at all. He headed down the hallway at about half the speed he would normally walk, letting his fingertips slide across the wall.
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Post by SEBASTIAN STONE on Feb 17, 2009 21:59:33 GMT -5
say it, play it how you want it
but no way, i'm never gonna fall for you, never you, baby
The moment the other boy had unzipped his pants Sebastian was ready to pull away, leave the other boy hanging in sexual suspence of the worst kind. But the boy pulled away before Sebastian could react properly. This was wrong. It was all wrong. Nothing was going the way he had planned and that meant that the control was no longer on his side. Sebastian needed control. He needed to know that things were going as planned. Deviations from the plan were not acceptable.
As the other boy walked away Sebastian considered seriously just attacking the boy. His anger was not something to be poked at. Usually Sebastian could remain calm and collected, but with eyes narrowed he slowly followed behind the boy. This could not be constrewed as chasing him because Sebastian was not attempting to catch up at any point.
"I see," Sebastian said loud enough for the other to hear. "It's your loss, although, I was under the impression that you had it in you to finish what you started. I guess you really aren't as good as you claimed to be." He shook his head slowly as if disappointed, "I can only imagine the countless lovers you've disappointed. If you can't play the game right, then why play it at all?"
Sebastian took a moment to let that one sink in. Hell, he knew he could get things to turn around at that moment. Hence why Sebastian hadn't even bothered to rezip his pants. "You're right about one thing, though. You were mistaken. If you believe for one second that simply undoing my pants is going to get me off, then yes, yes you are mistaken."
Sebastian was on a rampage, well, as much of one as he would allow himself. His tone was already drenched with venom and malice. It would be safe to say that he was angrier than he had ever been in his entire existance. "Go ahead, go fuck someone you know won't compare. Fill in the void in your meaningless existance and call it a night. Oh how much of a joy it must be the realize you probably aren't even any good at what fills that little void."
This was the evil, manipulative Sebastian coming out. He had to have control and he had to find every single sin and insecurity this boy had hiding. Sebastian didn't really like to leave any bases uncovered. He didn't think he needed to say anything else. Sebastian knew what plagued himself, but he wouldn't use that against the boy.
The tables had been turned on him and Sebastian had to admit that he didn't like that. He didn't like feeling powerless. So, of course, Sebastian resorted to the verbal frenzy. He hoped that he would hit a sore spot, cause an argument. Things were always sexier when people were angry. Anger was even etched into Sebastian's blue eyes.
He couldn't stand the thought of someone getting the upper hand on him. Sebastian leaned against the wall of the hallway, refusing to walk any further than he already had. The other boy's reaction would sway his attraction.
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Post by AZRAEL DAVIDE on Feb 19, 2009 13:36:51 GMT -5
In this cities callowness we've lost our innocence
At the words that trailed over his shoulder, Az smirked. A cheap way to try and obtain the position on top once more… well, metaphorically, for now. However, even Az had a line. The last comment was a low blow. Completely unnecessary. But he knew better. He couldn’t let little comments like that get to him. At least, not with this guy. He was playing a game. A calculating game. Then again, how did he know that getting under Az’s skin and hurting him was what got him going? Taking a deep breath, he keep his slow even pace away from the other boy.
A few more choice words out of Sebastian and Az’s eyes were burning. He wanted nothing more than to strip this boy, press him against the wall, and screw his brains out. Of course, naturally, that wasn’t the way things worked. At least, not in their world. They both knew it wasn’t supposed to work that easily and Seb was making it very difficult for Az to restrain himself. The angrier he got, the more he needed to have sex with someone. He just hoped it would be Sebastian in the end. He looked like a great time.
“Oh how much of a joy it must be the realize you probably aren't even any good at what fills that little void.”
And that was that. The final straw. Az turned on his heels, his eyes burning with desire and a slight bit of anger. “And are you any better? You seem to be all talk and no show. You had the chance to show me, but you blew that. It’s not my fault you don’t feel… up... to the job.”
Stepping closer to the other boy, he smirked, “I’m willing to go take two with you though. Now prove you’re worth any amount of my time.” Without thinking, he easily pushed Sebastian against the wall and pressed himself against the boy, connecting their lips in a heated frenzy. There was no rhyme or reason to anything they were doing, it was just something to pass the time.
Slipping his mouth across the boy’s jaw, Az bit his neck before whispering into his ear. “Oh, and don’t fucking pull that shit with me. I don’t take kindly to people thinking they know what they’re talking about when it comes to my life when, in actuality, they have no fucking clue. You just leave me alone and do what you claim you do best. That’s all I want you for anyway. Got me?”
Stepping back slightly, Azrael looked Sebastian up and down. “Your move.”
OOC I’m sorry. This could have been a lot better.
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Post by SEBASTIAN STONE on Feb 19, 2009 23:40:34 GMT -5
say it, play it how you want it
but no way, i'm never gonna fall for you, never you, baby
This was what Sebastian wanted to see. The moment he got a glimpse of they boy's burning eyes Sebastian knew that he had struck a cord and done something right. He had really just gone off on a limb assuming the offhanded comments would work, but he was glad that he was a good gambler. When the boy pushed him against the wall a sick grin spread over Sebastian's lips. This was the kind of shit that Sebastian enjoyed. Angry sex was the best kind of sex there was, though he didn't intend on letting the boy win this one. Every comment made by the other guy fell on deaf ears. Sebastian wouldn't hear it because that would ruin the moment if he so much as started making comments after every little thing said. So Sebastian allowed the boy to say what he pleased.
When their lips were connected Sebastian was not in the least bit surprised in the angry fury that the boy seemed to kiss him with. But Seb was not one to be a slow thinker. He intensified the kiss, biting the boy's lower lip as he tried to pull away. Sebastian let it go, figuring this might lead to something a little more exciting than a hot make out session and a little brute force. The bite to Sebastian's neck caused him to bite his own lower lip and close his eyes. He had to focus. It wouldn't be practical to fuck the guy at that moment. No- they were close, but neither of them were likely to decide to give in completely to the other. It would have to be a mutual decision after plenty of back and forth teasing.
"Leave you alone?" Sebastian mused with a laugh. That was a hilarious thought. No- there would be no leaving alone now that Sebastian knew how to press his buttons. He pushed the boy back with quite the amount of force, pushing him to the opposite wall. He held the boy against the wall, his hands easily wrapping around the other's wrist. "What would be the fun in that?" He lowered his head, biting the boy's earlobe before whispering, "You're way more of a turn on when you're angry." He kissed roughly along the boy's jaw line, sucking and biting along the way for added pleasure. Eventually Sebastian reached the boy's lips with a crushing force.
Sebastian's fingertips worked wonders about the boy's skin, trailing over every inch they could find before making more. Not giving the boy enough time to retract Sebastian had the kacet off and tossed behind him. Naturally his hands travelled up under the boy's shirt, clawing at his abdomen. Sebastian's actions were in no case gentle. He was just as fucking pissed as the other guy had to have been, but at the same time Sebastian. In any other case Sebastian would have ripped the shirt off, but this time Sebastian simply slipped it up and over the boy's head in one quick gesture, breaking the kiss only for the few seconds. Kissing back down the boy's neck he stopped at one spot, sucking the flesh between his teeth and biting. Essentially Sebastian intended to leave his mark.
"You are mine." Sebastian said in a low, seductive slurr. The way Sebastian said it was a possessive manner. It didn't mean that Seb wanted to settle down into anything, but it did mean that Seb was claiming ownership. The possessiveness that Sebastian meant, well, he was sure the other boy was well familiar with.
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Post by AZRAEL DAVIDE on Feb 20, 2009 16:37:07 GMT -5
In this cities callowness we've lost our innocence
The bite to his neck had the desired effect, but that was certainly not all it was going to take to push this one over the edge. Oh now. Az knew much better than to give up so easily. He had a few other tricks up his sleeve. That and the will power of the most stubborn man he knew. He never gave in unless he wanted to.
Not expecting to be pushed, even though he should have been, Az stumbled backwards a bit. But before he could even regain his balance, he was backed against the opposing wall and trapped. To say he minded would be a lie. The boy could care less what Sebastian did to him. At this point, he could slap him and Az would probably only get further aroused. It was all just his masochism sneaking in and manifesting.
A bite on the earlobe, pointless words, and a trail down his jaw. That was all he had to endure.
Never had Az wanted so badly to actually give in to someone as well as abstain. Both options were toying with his mind, neither winning in the pointless battle for control. His own brain was at a stalemate. He could only imagine what was going on in Sebastian's head, since they were so alike. Had he been anyone else, he might have actually resigned the fight right here and begged. But Az wasn't anyone else though. He merely took a deep breath and kept his eyes closed.
"You're way more of a turn on when you're angry."
Letting out a low animalistic growl, Az smirked. "Fuck you."
The moment he felt Sebastian's lips on his again, Azrael snapped into action. His tongue slipped past his own lips and went to work. His hands took hold of the other boy's hips and pulled them tightly against his own. It didn't take long, however, for Sebastian to one up the stakes. Before long, he was without a shirt and the pile of his clothing was simply growing while Sebastian still wore all of his.
While his arms were still removed from the other's hips, Az pulled the opposing shirt roughly over Seb's head and smirked. Azrael was going to wake up with a few new scratches and bruises, but it wasn't a good night if he didn't have something to remember it by. It seemed as though Sebastian had the same idea. Azrael felt the added pressure to his neck and fought not to react. He didn't want to make it look like he was actually enjoying himself too much.
The slur in his ear was too much. Not in the sense that it pushed Az over the edge, because it didn't. But instead, in the sense that he needed Seb again. It was odd. Az had been in control for so long with people that he wasn't used to having to wait for anything. Especially sex. Turning his head, he caught Seb's mouth with his own. He had to shut up the other boy so they could turn this into something a little more interesting.
Pressing against the other blond, Az dragged his nails across Sebastian's shoulder blade. It wasn't hard enough to draw blood, but it was definitely enough to leave a decent mark. Breaking the kiss for a brief moment, he whispered (with a hint of malice in his voice, as if he enjoyed it), "Only fair." He immediately reconnected their mouths, once again pushing against the other blond. Either they just went for it, or went back and for struggling for control. Az hopped it wasn't the latter. As much as he loved control, he didn't need it right now. At this point he just needed to either screw or be screwed. That was all there really was to his mind right now.
Although that little part of him clung like crazy, telling him not to give in... Not yet.
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Post by SEBASTIAN STONE on Feb 21, 2009 0:16:54 GMT -5
say it, play it how you want it
but no way, i'm never gonna fall for you, never you, baby
The growl, Sebastian would have to admit, was even more of a turn-on. He wasn't all that sure why he hadn't just given in and fucked the boy. Oh, right, because Sebastian was too damn prideful to give in to someone that was pretty much just like him. Sex addicts never gave in to eachother. This was a common misconception for people who tended to think that people who enjoyed sex usually slept together. No- things like this would happen where the other would not want to be topped and it would come down to a battle of technique. This was another reason that Seb generally refused to have sex with people like him. The competitiveness was usually unappealing, but something about the boy he had pinned against the wall made Sebastian want to.
Sebastian had been expecting the advancement of the kiss, with the boy's tongue. He had considered doing that on his own, but he had to see how far this guy was willing to go before he crapped out on him again. Did Sebastian think they would end up actually having sex at that time? Nope. Actually, he had a sick feeling that they wouldn't and it was a shame, really that such talent between two people would have to go to waste. Sebastian didn't complain when his shirt was taken off and tossed away. It was about time the other boy got into the clothing removal process. The moment continued, and the boy had acted just as Sebastian had thought he would to his comment about possession.
The added malice to the tone of the boy drove Sebastian even harder. "Shut the fuck up." He slurred against the boy's lips, never really pulling away. The amount of clawing done was almost rediculous, but Sebastian liked the pain. He nearly got a sick thrill out of it. So Sebastian's hands roughly worked their way to the boy's pants. He let his fingers circle inside the band of the jeans before finally undoing them. Continuing to press up against the boy Sebastian moved his hands underneath the fabric of the other's jeans. This was the kind of action Sebastian enjoyed. He liked the kind of shit where it was a toss up as to what would happen next. It meant that Sebastian would always have to think on his toes if he were going to stay ahead.
Moving his hands up, Sebastian dug his nails into the boy's back. It was a good amount of pressure, not likely to draw blood because of how short Seb's nails were, but enough to leave eight good bruises. Sebastian wanted to fuck this guy senseless. He wanted to be the one that tought the guy a lesson for ever doubting his abilities. But there was a nagging part of Sebastian's mind that didn't want thim to go through with it. This part of him was the part of him that aspired to be more than a name on a list of people this guys has fucked. Sebastian didn't even know the other's name... therefore...
Either way Sebastian ended up looking like the loser. Sebastian couldn't even write the boy off as another name because he didn't know the other guy's name. This disappointed Sebastian to the point where he pulled away from the guy and picked his shirt up from the floor. It was incredibly hard for Sebastian to pull away and not finish what he had started. He slipped his shirt back on and leaned against the far wall. "It really is a shame, but I'm afriad that if you want more you have to work for it. I don't just hand it out for nothing." Sebastian shook his head, shoving his hands into his pocket as he began to walk towards his room.
It was a low trick, pulling close to the same stunt that the other boy had pulled, but Sebastian would not do something without getting something for himself. If he couldn't even have a name to add to the list, then what the fuck was the point?
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Post by AZRAEL DAVIDE on Feb 22, 2009 17:45:23 GMT -5
In this cities callowness we've lost our innocence
Fuck standards. He's good. I want him now. I don't even care if I have to give in like a little bitch. I need him.
Azrael's mind was going crazy. He wasn't used to having to deal with someone matching his own game. No wonder he always won. If this was how he treated people, he wasn't shocked he was able to sleep around. He had pretty strong will and he was slowly breaking under his own game thrown back in his face. It was amazing how things like that happened. Still, if nothing else, he knew this game. He knew it well. He knew that it wasn't going to happen. Not tonight at least... unless someone went creeping into someone's room later, but that was what a weak person would do. Not them.
Still, for some reason, the idea of not getting any from this boy was more thrilling than winning. Again with the masochistic side that loved pain. It was wrong.
While pulling the other boy into himself, Az ground his hips into the other's. It was another cheap thrill, but he planned on getting as many as possible before this ended, which he knew it had to eventually. The fact that the other boy still wore a belt, which scratched against his skin intensifying whatever thoughts were going through his head, just dawned on Az. His fingers quickly undid the buckle and pulled it through the loops, tossing it into their growing pile of clothing. How hadn't they been caught yet? Weren't there cameras everywhere in this place? Not caring, Az bit down lightly on the other boy's bottom lip and growled into the kiss. He'd liked the reaction before, so why not try it again.
Smirking against the words, Az continued to drag his short nail against the boy's back. After all, it was getting him something in return. Something he wanted. Taking a few deep breaths, Az tried not to completely give in, as tempting as it was. Once again, he thanked god for his strong will. Feeling the other boy's hands dip below the hips of his jeans, he smirked again and let the intensity of everything between them heat up a little bit more. At least this was going to be one of the most interesting nights he'd had here in a while.
Feeling the small nails dig into his back, the blond boy couldn't take it any more. He made a noise somewhere more than a sigh, but not yet a moan. He relished any kind of pain sent his way, especially something that left a mark he'd feel in the morning. There was only one other person who had driven Az this crazy before, and he was out on his own somewhere in the real world. Right now, Azrael simply wanted nothing more than to screw this guy as many times as possible before letting him out of his site. But that wasn't the game. For now he had to deal with the foreplay and bruises. He could handle that for a while.
And just like that, Sebastian did exactly what Azrael had done. He just... ended it. Not wanting to let his intense disappointment show on his face, Azrael focused on fixing his pants. If he had something to do, he wouldn't leap across the hallway and literally re-attack him. If this boy wanted to play hard to get, well, Az knew just how to throw that game right back in people's faces. If they want to pretend to be disinterested, you just have to be disinterested.
A sick smile played onto his lips once more as he turned around and bent over to pick up the rest of his clothing. Yes, he was taking his time as his jeans hugged his ass closely, giving Sebastian a slight hint at what he was missing by keeping up with the games (not that Az wouldn't have anyway). Standing back up, he turned and sighed at the boy across the hall. "Honestly, I'm just far too tired to go into all of that right now. How about we try this again some other time."
Of course he wasn't tired. Hell it couldn't have been much past 10. Az just didn't want to play into the other boy's game. That wasn't how this game worked. Ever. Unless you were the prey. Tonight, there was no prey. It was pure predator on predator. Az smirked at his own thoughts. If only he were on something right now...
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Post by SEBASTIAN STONE on Feb 24, 2009 23:36:20 GMT -5
say it, play it how you want it
but no way, i'm never gonna fall for you, never you, baby
Sebastian smirked at the boy's reaction to his stopping. He wasn't an idiot and he knew the effect it must have had. After all, Sebastian had felt it himself for a little bit. Now that he was away from the boy and didn't have skin to skin contact it was easier for him to decide that continuing the game was the best road to go down. Sebastian would have also loved fucking the guy until the stupid pile of shit couldn't see straight. Those where Sebastian's thoughts exactly.
Though the two of them were probably destined to sleep together eventually...Sebastian wasn't into letting destiny control him. Anything he thought fate or destiny would want him to do he tried not to do. Fucking fate wanted him to go to rehab for a shit load of stuff, but Sebastian had found a way to get around even that. Fate was something Sebastian had no patience for. He wanted to do things his way or no way.
"I would tell you," Sebastian started, smoothing out some of the wrinkles in his shirt. "I would tell you to go fuck yourself." He said, looking up with a sull look in his eyes, "But I have a feeling you would do that whether I told you to or not." Sebastian bent down, picking up his belt from the floor and threading it through the loops of his jeans. Once his belt was fastened Sebastian moved slowly toward the boy, a firey glint in his eyes.
When Seb was obnoxiously close to the boy he brought his hand up and forcefully slapped the guy across the cheek. Sebastian then grabbed the boy's chin, forcing the guy to look him in the eyes. He was a fan of brute force. It was actually a turn on to Seb to be able to abuse someone and have them dish it right back at him like this guy could.
Seb spoke in a low whisper, "This isn't over yet, bitch." Forcefully tilting the guy's head to the side, giving him open range to the neck, Sebastian kissed the reddening mark on the boy's neck. "Remember who you belong to, you fucking whore." One of the good things about having told the boy his name was that now the guy knew who he belonged to.
Sebastian usually treated all his toys the same...having fun with them, then casting them aside as soon as he was bored with them. This time Sebastian found a toy that could play back. It was a lot more intriguing that way and Sebastian would enjoy the rest of the game as well. He shoved himself away from the boy, beginning to walk down the hallway towards his room.
Shoving his hands in his pockets as he walked Sebastian pondered what the next move would be and who would be more likely to make it. He had never had to plan so far in advance, but it felt great to finally have a challenger. This was something sebastian could look forward to. He would come up with a battle plan and make his move before the other boy could even think twice.
Sebastian was sure that he probably wouldn't need a name... not if he were to find that one insecurity to play off of. That would make or break it for Sebastian and he knew it.
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