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Post by Lysiseraph Phrixus on Dec 16, 2013 15:50:55 GMT -5
Ly's arm was wrapped snugly around the back of Bugger-Bag's shoulders as he led the boy off away from their respective siblings. He had his wand out as well, but didn't have any plans of using it. He was just out to have a bit of fun, to relieve the boredom, not to actually hurt anyone. If he was going to get expelled, he was going to do it with his sister, so they could leave together.
"You remind me of someone," Ly said conversationally. He looked at the boy, brows drawn slightly together as though in thought. "Oh yes, an eager bottom." He dropped his arm to give the boy's bottom a playful swat, then grinned.
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Post by Asher Blackwood on Dec 16, 2013 19:34:54 GMT -5
Asher gave a squawk of protest and attempted to wiggle free of the blonde's grasp. That arm around his shoulders was tight. "I don't bottom!" he snapped. Now that his brother was out of view, he felt a little freer to talk about things like that. It was impossible to go on about things, real things, when the ever-pure Aerion was at his side. "I'll have you pleasuring me before I leave this school!"
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Post by Lysiseraph Phrixus on Dec 16, 2013 19:38:41 GMT -5
Ly's brow arched and he tilted his head. "Will you?" he asked. He pushed Bugger-Bag against the corridor wall, a firm arm holding the boy across the chest. His other hand reached for his belt, just to put the fear of Dog into the kid. "You've got a mouth on you," he said, and the implication was clear. What else could that mouth do?
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Post by Asher Blackwood on Dec 16, 2013 19:44:14 GMT -5
Asher's mouth closed, and he glared up from beneath his brows. When his lips parted again, he spoke through gritted teeth. "If you try anything, you degenerate godforsaken blonde demon, I will bite down so hard that nobody, not even your parents, will be able to tell you from your sister."
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Post by Lysiseraph Phrixus on Dec 16, 2013 20:02:37 GMT -5
Ly's face smoothed, and his lips curved into a smile. His hands curled into the cloth of the kid's shirt, and he gave a hard shake. "The more you talk, the more I hear you begging to take me," he said. He shook the kid again. "What god is going to save you?"
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Post by Asher Blackwood on Dec 16, 2013 21:20:45 GMT -5
"My fists in your damned mouth," Asher countered. The blonde had eased the pressure against his chest, and being shaken wasn't enough to keep him still. He swung out with one clenched fist, intending to hit the blonde somewhere in the face, anywhere, just enough to be let go. He could have used his wand, but this would be so much more satisfying.
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Post by Lysiseraph Phrixus on Dec 16, 2013 21:28:05 GMT -5
Ly ducked that blow and slammed the kid into the wall again. This needed to be ended. His lip curled into a smirk in the moments before he brought his head forward. And pressed his lips hard against the little brunette's. Seraph's Bugger Bag.
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Post by Asher Blackwood on Dec 16, 2013 21:31:30 GMT -5
Asher didn't know what came over him then. Maybe it was that his nerves were stretched so tightly, that the other guy was bigger, stronger, and older, and he needed some kind of outlet where he stood a chance. It was a terrible idea, it was a hundred kinds of sin and wrong, but it wasn't as though he thought he'd be going to heaven. Whatever the reason, it translated, anger and the physical, and he tangled his hands in that messy blonde hair and held on.
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Post by Lysiseraph Phrixus on Dec 16, 2013 21:41:43 GMT -5
When Ly slammed the kid against the wall again, it wasn't with his fists, but his entire body. He'd just been messing around, but if this was where the game was going, he'd damn well go with it. His hands were rough as they sought the seat of pants he'd teased at, and his mouth was rough, teeth and tongue and power declaring he was second to none.
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Post by Asher Blackwood on Dec 16, 2013 21:54:08 GMT -5
"I... f~ing hate you," Asher gasped through the kiss. All of this was bad, but he was bad to begin with. Even his twisted family didn't want him anymore. So why the hell not? Why the hell not throw everything to the wind and take it all out on someone who deserved the aggression, someone he couldn't soil, someone who didn't matter and didn't care.
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Post by Lysiseraph Phrixus on Dec 16, 2013 22:00:30 GMT -5
That declaration of hate just fueled Ly further. For someone who detested this so much, the kid sure did seem to be enjoying it. Ly's lips moved down, searching, tormenting, and nipping, and he murmured so vile, so vulgar an invitation, a threat, that it can't be written here. Then he caught the kid by the shoulder and gave him a shove, turning him to press against the wall face-first.
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Post by Asher Blackwood on Dec 16, 2013 22:55:34 GMT -5
"I don't..." Asher gasped, his words cut off by the press of his body against the wall, the press of another body behind him. [Deleted Scene] He didn't bottom, but he did a thing or two he'd regret if he'd had any control of his own body. As it was, he straightened his clothes, then spit on the floor at the toes of the blonde's shoes before storming out of the empty classroom they'd found their way into. No one would keep him at this godforsaken place.
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