HE DIDN’T MEAN TO .he never meant to ( wouldn’t hurt a fly ! ) , but then what’s this at his heels ? not a doll, not a mannequin , but warm flesh falling chill :HE DID THIS .stained cobble , put splatters of red on worn sneakers/ you could find peeks of his socks if you searched hard enough . he sees the gun focused on him . he knows he should care , but instincts win over what he’s learned: HE FEELS NOTHING ,NO FEAR , JUST STICKINESS CLINGING TO HIS SKIN .
“i . . . did , “ blood paints the backs of his teeth , begins to turn to crust ‘ neath his nails . he gnashes enamel , wincing at the tang of metal‘ gainst his tongue : he needs to be clean , wipe himself of this dirt . a lily need not concern itself with disgusting matters . he takes a handful of steps away from the corpse . “ i – i’m sorry,who are you ? “
———A FRUIT SEVERED FROM ITS STEM RARELY SMELLED OF ROT. stunted at its size, the flesh would eventually decay over time. the same often went for people, cliche as it was. a fresh corpse didn’t often smell, despite the poetic beliefs of fiction. the man, knowing this, didn’t bother to check for a pulse ; better to not leave fingerprints nor let his guard down.
❝ you did this? ❞ the questioning continued with gun drawn. it was hard to believe that the young man was capable of such a thing unarmed, to which the natural thought was to approach with the intent of searching him.
❝ it’s not important who i am — all i want to know is… did he hurt you? ❞
“Well alright…” In the spirit of the game, Myles closed his eyes, turned around and opened them to his very…. unfortunate surprise. Elliot ( @faustium ) had walked by, both of their eyes making contact, and the slight twitch of displeasure flitted across his face. He would gladly chose someone else if it meant not having to talk to the older man, but since the street seemed rather empty, the blond knew it wouldn’t be so easy to get out of. He could just lose this portion of the game, but Myles? No, Myles didn’t want to lose some a simple technicality.
A few strides forward and a short cough to catch the an’s attention.
“I’m playing a game with my friend here, you see, and I know that we’re strangers, (head tilts as if quietly asking for a favor), B U T~ the moment I saw you and looked into your eyes…” a hand dramatically places itself on his chest, “I knew it was something more – so please. Would you accept my proposal of love at first sight? Would you marry me?”
———EYES NARROWED TO AN ALMOST UNNOTICEABLE DEGREE. the stranger, though hardly the word for the man, seemed keen on his alleged dare. rarely did he find himself approached outside of his job by another from that underworldly profession. suspicion aside, he knew better than to go roughly into this situation ; a favor was a favor.
❝ a bit young for marriage, wouldn’t you say? are you sure i’m your type, stranger… ❞
his usual smile, as uncanny adjacent as it was bordering natural, seemed to look almost genuine today. taking myles’s hand, the older man cast his gaze over to the ‘friend’ ( @gnasccr ), before returning to the other.
———HE’D NEVER BEEN THE TYPE OF PERSON TO BACK DOWN FROM A THREAT. breathing hard onto the the surface of the wall, he angled his head a moment to glare back at the larger man. his voice was gruff, a tone that shook him deep to the core. the man let out a quiet laughed.
❝ what happened to you little rule — what was it… femmes only? ❞ elliot’s restrained hands reached out behind him, grabbing at ilya’s waistband as best he could while the other resisted. oh, he’d enjoy this.
’ i’m so hard for you baby. ’
’ do you want me? how do you want me? ’
’ i don’t think you’re ready for this. ’
’ i don’t think you could handle this. ’
’ i’m so horny for you right now. ’
’ if you keep dressing like that, i won’t be able to contain myself. ’
’ i want to mark you as mine tonight. ’
’ come over here and give me a kiss. ’
’ do you feel me inside of you right now? ’
’ i want to feel you inside of me right now. ’
’ i want to hear you moan and scream my name. ’
’ do you feel that? ’
’ you ready for round two yet? ’
’ let’s go again. ’
’ i just want to make you moan. ’
’ i’m going to give you a kiss now. ’
’ can we cuddle afterwards? ’
’ i’m still hurting from last night. ’
’ come show me a good time then. ’
’ i’m more than ready for this, trust me. ’
’ think you can handle it? ’
’ strip for me. ’
’ want me to strip for you? ’
’ i’m just stripping for you slowly. ’
’ i’m just slowly going to take off my clothes now. ’
’ what? i’m just changing. ’
’ you can look but you can’t touch. ’
’ want to come feel me up? ’
’ i can do amazing things with these hands. ’
’ this mouth here can work wonders. ’
’ talk dirty to me while you fuck me. ’
’ aw, is that all you got? ’
’ harder, baby. ’
’ hmmm, yeah, harder baby. ’
’ oh yes! right there! that’s the spot! ’
’ don’t slow down, keep going. ’
’ i love the way you move your hips. ’
’ i love the way you taste. ’
’ you taste so good. ’
’ i want to taste you. ’
’ let’s go naked and talk about it. ’
’ i think you look wonderful naked. ’
’ want me to help you take your clothes off? ’
’ i will rip those clothes right off of you. ’
’ let me see what your working with. ’
’ i’m so wet right now. ’
’ you make me so wet. ’
’ come feel how wet i am right now. ’
’ you should feel how soaking wet i am. ’
’ only you make me that wet. ’
’ i’m so hard right now. ’
’ just your voice makes me get a hard on. ’
’ you should feel how hard i get for you. ’
’ i’m so hard it hurts. ’
’ it takes a lot to make me horny. ’
’ it doesn’t take much with you to make me horny. ’
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