___Save Me___ AlphaZero/Ariesa

[AlphaZero]

"Akio, if you know you're bad with directions, why don't you, I don't know...make a fucking map?!"

 

"I can't draw for shit. If I drew a map, I'd probably be a ditch rotting away somewhere."

 

Plus, how was he supposed to make a map when he didn't even know west from east? The idea was preposterous. If he made a map for himself, drawn by himself, he knew he'd be in China. That is not exaggerating, it's not. Being dragged along by the male made him feel safe, no matter how contradictory that sounded. He felt like he could trust Tsuyo for some unknown reason. It felt...nice.

 

Wait, Akio... He called me Akio?!

 

Well, that was fast. He thought that Tsuyo was going to keep calling him some weird nickname or 'you' for the next few decades, but instead they're both already at first name bases. It was ironic, they seemed like they were enemies in a ten year long war, but are close enough to call each other by their first names. Akio scrutinized their intertwined hands, one slightly bigger than the other, which aggravated him a little, but he couldn't help but slightly blush at how tight Tsuyo was holding on to him. He knew he was being ridiculous, as he knew that the hands meant nothing outside of the other male just 'kindly' helping him, but it felt...weird.

 

Akio has known that he was gay for most of his life. First because he started to notice that he liked the virtual appearance of a man at the young age of ten, second because he found that he never could get 'off' to 'videos' of females, and third because he had fallen for Ieyasu once.

 

In any case, they've only know each other for less than a day and not even on good terms. Did Tsuyo even like guys? He doubted it.

 

Oh well, it doesn't matter. Fuck it.

 

Shaking his thoughts from his head, literally, he picked up his own pace to match with Tsuyo's. The guy was a fast walker, most likely because of his long legs and the fact that he probably wanted to be rid of Akio and just go home to sanitize his hand five times. Having to technically jog to even catch up with said male, he pulled on Tsuyo's hand back to force the momentum to push himself forward. No matter how intelligent that idea was, he was a clumsy idiot.

 

Akio's face hit purple eye's hard chest as the other male fell on top of him. The impact was so hard, that it made them both fall to the ground and caused Akio to groan in pain. The process had caused their intertwined hands to separate, making Akio lose Tsuyo in the process.

 

"Ugh, shit. I'm...sorry. You walk too fast. Where are you?"

 

Please, I just want to go home...

 

The gods wherever they were, were laughing at him. He knew it. The chuckles could be heard from hell, no doubt about it. The fucking assholes, they hated him. Why did they have make him so prone to falling?! And why was the falling always with this guy here?!

 

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[Ariesa]

Tsuyo rolled his eyes, thinking the other was being ridiculous in so many ways. He sped up his pace, wanting to get rid of Akio more than anything. "Then buy one genius," he grumbled darkly. It was simple, and the kicked puppy was overreacting in his opinion. And he called him a drama queen.

 

He was still considering leaving the guy behind, and was still being stopped by that stupid unknown force. Is this really going to keep happening whenever he has the urge to do something cruel to green-eyes here? If so, Tsuyo doesn't want to meet this guy ever again for the rest of his time in this damn school. Or even for the rest of his life on this stupid dirt ball of a planet.

 

While they were walking in silence now, thank god, he was left to his thoughts. Why was he being, dare he say, nice to Akio? They acted like they were rivals for centuries in a never ending war, and yet they took the time to take care of each other. And why was he calling him Akio? Why not call him brat or kicked puppy outside his head? It's not like the guy would get offended over it or anything. He did tell him that he called him purple eyes in his head. Which was, slightly weird. Whatever, he's doing the same. But why was he acting like they were buddies that argue a lot? It was disturbing him to the second power.

 

Suddenly, he was grabbed. Making him let out a quick yelp in surprise. Which he would deny. Who the hell yelps anyway? That's cowardly. He felt a body collide into his chest as he fell. A heavy huff falling past his lips. It felt like he fell on something soft, and warm.

 

What the hell...?

 

Slowly, he sat up. Face scrunched up in irritation and eyes closed in slight pain. Why the hell does this shit always happen to him? And why the hell did the other have to pull him so suddenly like that? That's it, he was going to kill this guy and bury his body in the dump. To hell with the feeling in his chest that would try and stop him. He was going to fight it until he finally succeeds in forever ridding himself of green-eyes. He stayed hovering what he assumed was the floor, grinding his teeth together.

 

"Well Akio," he started, speaking between clenched teeth. "Instead of fucking pulling me...you could've told him to slow-!!!"

 

At this point, he opened his eyes so he could see where the guy was so he could punch him. Or strangle him. Both options appealing to him. But what he didn't expect, was to look down at green-eyes' face while hovering above him. Tsuyo's thoughts came to a screeching holt, body freezing up as well. Their legs were tangled together, his hands resting on either side of the other's head as he looked down. The breath that he didn't know he was holding in came out in a huff. Something jumped in his chest, and refused to stop.

 

W-...what the hell is with this situation? What's wrong with my chest?

 

It felt like something was trying to break free from his chest. His body heating up. What the hell is wrong with him? Is he sick?? Or.....is it something else? Tsuyo quickly got rid of that possibility from his mind. There was nothing else that could make him like this except sickness.

 

Right? Right.

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[AlphaZero]

"What's wrong? Where are you? Tsuyo? I can hear you breathing and I feel your legs."

 

The loud, booming voice of Tsuyo had abruptly stopped. Akio's eyes stared up blankly at nothing, but his hands tried to feel for everything. He thought that Tsuyo was at the bottom of his legs and only their legs were touching. As he tried to get a feel of his surroundings, he touched the cold ground, his own body, his face, and came to the conclusion that there was nothing around him.

 

Not hearing any sort of reply from Tsuyo, he began to worry. Did the man faint? Was he in pain, bleeding, dying? All he heard was a slightly, strained breathing and there was no movement from the tangled legs on his own. He did feel some hot air coming from above him, but believed that it was just his own exhalations. Head injured from the impact, he didn't try to move from his position from the floor as he probably would just collapse again from the dizziness. Using his legs instead, he wriggled them around, trying to get Tsuyo's attention. Nothing seemed to work.

 

He felt scared. He couldn't see and he felt alone. If Tsuyo had indeed fainted, there was nothing that Akio could do. Even if he did manage to get up on his own feet, it would be extremely difficult trying to pick up the other male without tripping, falling, and bumping into things. His heartbeat grew frantic and the lungs in his chest had a hard time keeping up with his forced exhales and inhales. If he was at least at home, he would have been safe, and he knew his way around the rooms after so many years. Here however, was different. How many years has it been since he'd cry? It was hard remembering.

 

Tears began to stream down his cheeks, but there was no noise, no sniffling, and no sobbing. Whenever he cried, the tears would just leak out like a delicate waterfall. He had heard once from his mom that it made him seem like a puppy quivering in fear because of his eyes. Akio stared up at what he thought was the ceiling and just let the tears fall naturally at where he laid. Desperately, he tried one last attempt to call out for the other man.

 

"Tsuyo?"

 

Nothing.

 

"Purple eyes?"

 

Nothing.

 

But...at least he was breathing. Akio felt at ease at least for that. He began remembering his dream. His head throbbed a little from the pain, but it didn't matter. In his dream, it had ended with his reaching for the sky, as if he had wanted to just die right then and there, and just be free from the arms of death. Reaching up at what he thought to be empty space just like his dream, something warm met the tips of his fingers. His hand retracted quickly, wondering what that was. Hands reaching up, he met the familiar feeling of a warm cheek and picked up his other hand to place it on the other cheek.

 

"Tsuyo? Is that you?"

 

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[Ariesa]

The male was hovering there, panicking inwardly as his body refused to move. What was he doing? He should move and help the other up. But the position they were in made him afraid to get up. His chest was aching, he tried to calm down his shallow breathing. This didn't feel like a panic attack, not in the slightest. Though his increased heart rate was bothering him.

 

He closed his eyes. Tsuyo was so caught up in his mind, he didn't even hear the other male calling his name. Maybe if he moved quickly, then there's less of a chance of them touching more. But it seems that the kicked puppy didn't even know of his presence. This may sound mean, but he was glad, only a little bit, that Akio was temporarily blind at the moment. He didn't know how the guy would react if he knew he was on top of him.

 

His eyes snapped open when he felt something touch his cheek then retreat. Seems green-eyes knows where he is now. His heart skipped a beat. It was starting to annoy him now, but he couldn't deal with it at this moment. Not when he now saw the tears that stained the other's face. Changing the fluttering in his chest to a soft ache.

 

What's wrong with me?

 

Even though he questioned his actions, wanting to stop acting so...different, he couldn't stop his self from leaning into Akio's hands when they returned to his cheeks. Closing his eyes briefly before they fluttered back open. He hates this, hates how when the kicked puppy touches his face he can't help but like it. Only a little bit. He also hate's when the other makes his heart do such weird things. But even so, his actions are a lot different from his thoughts. Licking his lips, he responded to the guy's question.

 

"Who else would it be?"

 

Though his words sounded, harsh among other things, his voice was soft. It even sounded wrong to his own ears. His voice sounded like he was talking to a child. Well, by the way Akio acts, he was. To some degree. Moving his head to the side to lean more into the touch, he let a soft sigh fall past his already parted lips. They should get up and continue looking for the brat's book bag. But Tsuyo couldn't bring himself to move away. The soft touch on both his cheeks making him feel, relaxed. Never experiencing gentle touches like this before, it was new to him, and it scared him. But, he craved just a little more of it.

 

This is all your fault green eyes, making me feel like this...

 

The male opened his eyes again, looking down at Akio with an unreadable expression on his face. A mix between confusion, relaxation and a slight frown. He didn't know what to feel, becoming a jumble of mixed feelings.

 

"Akio," he called out, his voice still having it's gentle tone. "Are you hurt?"

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[AlphaZero]

"Who else would it be?"

 

Relief consumed his entire being. Tsuyo was fine, he was safe, and Akio wasn't alone. His throat felt dry, making it difficult to swallow, thus making the gulp he made sound awkward and choked. The warm face in his hands had leaned closer to his own hands, the warmth spreading from his hands to his tear-stained cheeks. Akio soon realized that the whole time, Tsuyo had been on top off him, seeing everything. He had seen Akio's desperate attempt to feel for whatever was around him, to look for Tsuyo, and he had most likely seen Akio cry. Embarrassing as that might have been, he was just glad that he wasn't a blind person with an unconscious male at his legs.

 

One thing that Akio had noticed though, was Tsuyo's voice. It was so different from before, so much more gentle. It sounded weird because of the difference, but so soothing, like music. It sounded like he was comforting his distressed lover. The thought caused a blush to form on his dried cheeks and on instinct, he averted his eyes from where he believed Tsuyo's face to be. Which was pretty stupid, because he couldn't even see the guy.

 

Hands still resting on the other male's face, he knew he should have let go, should have acknowledged that he heard the man, but he couldn't. The warmth felt so desirable and... he wanted it.

 

"Akio."

 

The sudden calling of his voice shocked him enough to disperse the red from his cheeks. The way the other man had called his name sent a flurry of heat coiling down to his, dare he say it, his groin. Technically choking himself by forcing his moan to stop, he coughed instead.

 

Fuck! What the hell?!

 

"Are you hurt?"

 

"What?! Uh...no."

 

Akio began to writhe, desperately trying to hide his problem from the male hovering over him. He barely met the guy! No! This was wrong! Though he couldn't see anything, he knew his body. He knew this feeling, and he did not want Tsuyo to know.

 

He just said my name...there's nothing to it. But...his fucking voice! Did he have to say my name like that?!

 

He couldn't let Tsuyo see it. No. As he racked his brain to think of a way to get himself out of his little predicament, an idea struck him immediately. He might get socked in the process, but anything to not let purple eyes see it.

 

Body lurching up, he removed his hands quickly from the other's face and grabbed his neck instead, forcing Tsuyo's head down in the process. Tsuyo wouldn't be able to move his body freely if Akio held on like this. He wouldn't label this a 'hug', but more like a self-defense maneuver. Yeah, that was it.

 

Yeah. Right.

 

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[Ariesa]

His eyebrows furrowed when he heard the choking sound coming from green-eyes. Was he having a hard time breathing?

 

Tsuyo eyes narrowed at the other's answer. What the hell had his panties in a twist? All he did was ask if he was hurt. Which he now thought he shouldn't have. If the guy was really hurt, he would have said so. Or made some hint at it. He let out a heavy sigh. Well, he now knows that Akio was fine, though acting a little more bratty, now what?

 

He felt the other male moving under him. Making him a little uncomfortable. Why the hell was he moving? His thoughts start to wonder a little. Not really having a certain thing to think about. But each one kept coming back to the kicked puppy that was underneath him at the moment. Wait, why is he not panicking about the fact that he was on top of him? His face started to heat up at the realization. He was becoming more comfortable with touching the longer he was with Akio. This guy had to have drugged him. Or at least gave him some pills while he was out of it from the panic attack.

 

He opened his mouth, about to say something, when he was suddenly forcefully pulled down. Another yelp coming out of his mouth. And he will again, deny such a cowardly action. His face now pressed against the other's neck. What hell, again?! His hands, that were once holding him up, were now on Akio's shoulders. Fingers clenching the fabric underneath.

 

"What the hell Akio?!" He snapped, the soft undertone leaving his voice completely. His harsh tone now back in place.

 

He started to squirm, moving his legs to try and push himself up and away from the intense hug. Just when he was starting tolerate the kicked puppy, just fucking great. He seriously thinks the guy wants him to kill him. And Tsuyo wasn't going to deny such a chance to strangle him. Oh no, he was going to take the chance to do so and enjoy every god damn minute of it.

 

Tsuyo moved his tangled legs, trying to move away as far as possible from Akio. Cursing darkly under his breath the whole time. He was never going to help this guy ever again for as long as he lived. At some point, one of his legs got in between the other male's. But he was too busy to notice anything until, well, he felt something. His knee brushed up against something, making his body freeze up. He let in a sharp intake of air. No....no fucking way this was happening.

 

He tried to move his head, their cheeks brushing up against each other. Their faces were now only an inch away from each other.

 

And his face was completely red, spreading to the tips of his ears. Does he...does he have a-? Tsuyo couldn't even want acknowledge it. But he couldn't ignore it with his knee right up against it. An unknown shiver went down his spine. It had to be out of disgust. Right?

 

"Akio..," he whispered, voice hoarse. Panic, confusion and, dare he say, lust, curling inside of him. Making a home inside of his chest.

 

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[AlphaZero]

The knee of the man desperately trying to break free from Akio's hold was suddenly up between his legs, kneading relentlessly against his hardening member. The sensation was sudden, and enough to force Akio to release the breath that he had been holding in a desperate attempt to hold in his sounds of bliss. He heard a sharp intake of air come from above him as the man's head dipped lower into the junction between Akio's shoulder and neck.

 

"Akio..."

 

The feeling of Tsuyo's hot breath against his ear and the soft whispers of his voice calling out Akio's name sent tingles of pleasure down his back, sending his forest eyes into a deep sea emotions. His plan hadn't worked, instead it had backfired on him completely. Everything felt... heated despite the icy, falling snow just outside of these walls. His hot, shuddering breaths couldn't be contained, no matter how hard he tried. Just the sound of his name being called sent waves of pleasure down to the very core of his being. What was this? Why was this happening?

 

I don't know him...at all, but why...?

 

The distinct coldness of the floor just beneath them stung in contrast to the rising temperature of his already sensitive body. Eyes glazed, the lust he was feeling was unlike any other. The sound of the smooth, deep baritone voice felt sensual and sent him into a series internal frenzies whenever a noise was released from Tsuyo's throat. The arms wrapped around Tsuyo tightened, and one particular tingle caused Akio's back to arch up into the hard body above him instantly forcing him to release a silent, open-mouthed moan.

 

"I...do...n't know wh...at's go-ing on. Wh-what are... you doing to me?"

 

His body felt uncontrollable, like it had a mind of its own. The intruding body part of the man hovering over him barely moved, but just the feeling of 'that' was too hard to handle. His legs instinctively began to spread wider and wider, allowing their bodies to feel each other more and more. He didn't know what to think, it was too hot, too hard too breath, and too good to stop. He licked his chapped his lips, most likely from the heat that was emitted from his own mouth. Pants and gasps broke the silence of the deserted hallways.

 

He wanted to move, he wanted to grind into Tsuyo like an animal, but he couldn't. No, he wouldn't. He needed to get away.

 

"T-Tsuyo. M-ove. Hng...fuck."

 

Please. Just get away, move. Go before I'm too lost in you.

 

The sound left too soon. He moved too soon. Akio had wanted to get up, to run away, but he was trapped. He had set up himself up for disaster the moment he grabbed Tsuyo for his 'brilliant' plan. His whole body shook from exertion as he tried to sit up. It was a bad move. A harder graze to his groin from the slight movement of Tsuyo's knee sent continuous, porn star-like moans to erupt from his chest. He immediately fell back down to the hard, marble floor, feeling lost and shuddering under his own rapture of pleasure. Letting go of the other man's neck, his arms fell lifelessly to the ground. The tiring nature of such euphoria was too unnecessary.

 

He really needed to get his keys and just go home before he died of blue balls.

 

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[Ariesa]

Tsuyo was completely at a lost of what to do. His body was heating up, the soft shallow breaths coming from under him not helping in the slightest. His mind was becoming foggy, his hands twitching. Wanting to do...something. To touch the other. He needed to calm down, for Akio's sake and his own. Because if he didn't, he wasn't sure what he would do next. Maybe something he would regret when it was all over.

 

The kicked puppy suddenly arched up into his body, making him shudder.

 

Holy shit...

 

He needs to get up, right the fuck now. Before it was too late. Hearing the stuttering male under him made him bite back a groan. Tingles from the other's voice sending shock waves through his body. Moving to his groin. Shit. He let out a shaky breath, licking his lips. His throat feeling dry.

 

"I'm....I'm not doing anything," he said, surprised that he was able to say anything, really. He needs to move, to stop this before it escalates to something more. But he was stopped short when the other started to spread his legs, giving him more room to settle in between them. And considering all logic was out the window for him, he instinctively took the invitation. Pressing their bodies closer together. Chest to chest, hip to hip. Feeling his 'problem' brush up against Akio. Forcing a low groan fall past his parted lips.

 

His resolve was quickly crumbling away. Thoughts forming on lust more and more with each gasp and pant coming from the male under him. When he was told to move, he wasn't even sure what the other meant. Does he want him to go away? Or actually....'move'.

 

Tsuyo was going to stop this, some how gaining a little self control. Only to lose it again when Akio moved. Pornographic moans leaving his lips and filling the air. Arms leaving his back. He couldn't take this anymore, this was just too much of a tease for him. Now that he was released, he was able to move a little more freely. He moved one his legs so that he was now nestled completely between the other male's legs. Brushing his lips against Akio's neck, he held him close.

 

"Can't...anymore....I...," he said between each shallow breath he took. A jumble of words falling from his lips. The male couldn't stop his self anymore. He was so far gone, that he didn't even want to stop. Wanting to hear more lewd noises come from the other, to be consumed completely by the heat.

 

Slowly, he moved. His hips moving downward, moving both their 'problems' against each other. A soft moan escaped his lips. He felt like an animal in rut. He needed more, to feel more of the male under him.

 

"Akio...,"

 

Tsuyo didn't know what was wrong with him. This was, in his opinion, worse then being sick like he thought he was. How can someone that he just met make him feel like this? Like a hungry animal? This day was went from bad, to worse, to terrible, to him questioning his sudden changing feelings. The feeling of desire tearing him apart in such a way, he couldn't even describe it. Even if he tried. After this, he was positive the guy would hate him. Never to talk to him again. And that thought, scared him.

 

He thought that that was what he wanted, for the male to leave him alone and go about his own business. But the thought of him hating him, made something ache inside of him. He didn't want that. Yes, Akio is annoying, but he didn't want him to hate him.

 

He's completely gone on the brat.

 

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[AlphaZero]

He wasn't leaving. Why wasn't he leaving?

 

Instead, he placed both of his legs in between Akio's, increasing the pressure they had between their members. The pressure felt particularly harsh on his own manhood, and left him a shivering mess. The junction of his neck and shoulder felt a fan of hot breath that felt ticklish, yet turned him even more feverish than he was before. Tsuyo felt closer than before. Did he move closer? Was he... enjoying this? The thought that purple eyes would actually be enjoying this, sent another wave of pleasure rampaging itself all throughout Akio's body, ending deep at the pit of his stomach. He didn't think he could get any harder.

 

He wanted to grab for something. The stimulation was too much. Needless to say, it was absolute torture. There was too much stimulation, yet too little touching. Hands trying to grab for nothing in particular, all around him, he felt nothing but air and cold ground. He then felt movement, slight movement that was enough to force a loud moan that resounded all across the corridors from his chapped lips. His empty hands went to his own lips, trying to stifle what was left of the sensual sound. Panting like a dog in heat, he thought that was the end of it, and that it was just a movement of Tsuyo getting up and leaving. But his earlier thought was right, and that his thought now was wrong.

 

"Can't...anymore...I..."

 

Can't? Can't anymore what?

 

The shallow breaths he heard and felt from Tsuyo's position at his neck indicated the restrained pleasure the other male was also feeling, but Akio didn't want to believe it.

 

But, he hates me. This is not happening.

 

He began moving. It was slow, but he was moving. Their members began to rub together, creating a friction unlike any other feeling he has ever felt.

 

"Ugh! Wait..! What are-uhn!"

 

A soft moan that came from the man on top of him ran loudly in his ears, making him grunt in pain. His cock had grown too much, and it ached from the restraints that he called his pants. How could one small sound cause him to react in such huge ways? That voice was a weapon, and the owner of that voice was the executioner.

 

The continuous, slow rutting left him wanting more. His empty hands began looking for something to grab, anything. Again, nothing but air and cold ground met his finger tips.

 

He settled for Tsuyo's back instead, grabbing and crumpling his clothing in the process. Legs widening even further, he allowed for more movement between their lower bodies. His current blindness became not unfavorable as it always was, but heightened his imagination even further. Despite not being able to see the expressions of the male grinding on him between his legs, he was able to leave it to his imagination. Images of different facial expressions of ecstasy ran through his head, and right then and there, he threw what little control he had out the window.

 

His legs wrapped around Tsuyo's hips, again, allowing for more friction and movement. His moans grew louder, and not as restrained. Akio's body felt so heated, his temperature had risen to abnormal levels. He began replying to Tsuyo's slow grinding, he himself, also rutting back. Gasps and pants of pleasure accompanied the loudest moans he thinks he's ever made, breaking the silence of the empty hallways.

 

His right hand was nothing compared to this. If this was 'this' good, he wondered what sex with Tsuyo would be like, which was indeed, a very bad idea to think about. He moved faster, wanting to coax his partner into doing the same. His hands gripped Tsuyo's back in a tighter grip, leaving his hands turning white.

 

"Ahh! Uhn~. Ugh! Shit! More! Harder! Please!"

 

Well, he wasn't going to have blue balls now.

 

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[Ariesa]

He was sure the noises the other was letting out should be labeled as nothing else but pornographic. The male could barley even register green-eyes' plea for him to wait. He was far gone, and he didn't want to stop. The moans spurring him on further. How can someone make such sounds that made him weak in the knees and feverish? That's just plain unfair in his opinion.

 

Tsuyo felt the other male wrap his legs around his waist, pulling them closer. Fuck, there was no turning back at all at this point. He felt their erections rub against each other at each movement. The air in the corridor feeling heavy, filling with gasps and moans. He started to kiss the skin of Akio's neck, hands moving across his body. Caressing and touching. Wanting to feel every dip, every curve of his form. To remember how he feels under him, withering and holding him as he moaned. He felt the other respond, grinding up against him. Causing him to let out a low growl. This guy was going to be the death of him.

 

Whenever he saw people practically having sex with their clothes on in the hallways, he thought it was disgusting. That the feeling of desire was irrational, only a hormonal response. And was nothing more. Man, was he wrong. He never thought something as simple as a hormonal response can make him feel like this. It felt like a dangerous drug that would destroy him, tear him from the inside. And he still wanted it.

 

This all your fault...all of it.

 

Even if he does thinks this, he still wanted more. When Akio sped up the tempo, he did as well. Nibbling his neck as a response to his loud pleas for him to go harder. And he did just that. Moaning out the other male's name. His body feels like it's on fire, burning from the inside out despite how cold it was outside the school.

 

He wants to leave a mark on green-eyes, to remind him. Of what, he didn't know. But all he did know, was that he wants to, needed to. His teeth grazed the other male's neck as a hint about what he was going to do next. Then, he softly bit down, moving back only to smirk at the red mark he left on Akio. Tsuyo is completely gone. Becoming a feverish animal, wanting nothing but the pleasure he was tasting right now.

 

He couldn't wait to see the look on the other's face when he found that mark on his neck.

 

"Fuck....Akio,"

 

He moved his hands, moving across the other's chest. Wanting to feel the skin underneath him. But not yet, maybe next time.

 

Next time? Why would I think there will be an next time?

 

He was positive that the other was going to ignore him, or even hit him after this was over. Which wasn't fair, it was his fault. And that was what he was going to keep telling himself as long as he lived. Plus, doesn't he hate? Want to strangle him with the nearest set of headphones? Well, a little. About, 50%. But then, he doesn't want him to ignore, to hate him. Or even see him get hurt from this. Though by the way Akio was acting, he was at least physically attracted to him. Which confused him.

 

But, that was all this situation is founded on. Lust, physical attraction.

 

And yet....

 

I hate you....so much...

 

Though the words in his head were empty ones. Only being what they are, words. No meaning whatsoever.

 

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[AlphaZero]

"Uh! Fuckin—Tsuyo!"

 

Akio was so tired, the sweat dripping from his forehead was proof of that. Nevertheless, he couldn't stop. He doesn't want to stop. Hanging onto the Tsuyo's back for dear life, his fingers tightened into fists, and he enjoyed the best ride he's ever felt in his entire life. Was it even possible to go any faster? If so, he would give the last dime he had to make it happen. Animalistic growls erupted from somewhere at Akio's neck, giving Akio a reason to close his eyes, sigh, and smile in heavenly bliss. The voice was so masculine, so strong, and so damn sexy.

 

A slight stingy feeling arrived at the junction between Akio's neck and shoulder. He didn't know what it was, but it was definitely welcomed. Was he masochistic? It didn't matter right now.

 

Tilting his head to the side, he gave more space for Tsuyo's head, in turn revealing more of his sweaty, wet neck. Why couldn't Tsuyo go faster?! It was too fucking slow! His desperate desire for this man's body was so high off the charts, he didn't even care that they were basically dry fucking on the floor of his school. His left hand moved from its position at Tsuyo's back and began pulling at his short, soft hair instead, trying to coax more movement from him, more groans of pleasure from him. Akio's movements were in sync with his partner's, him grinding up, the other grinding down. It was heaven.

 

"I want to—ung! Hear your—god! Voice... Faster!"

 

He was an animal in heat. He knew the consequences of his actions would be dire, but nope, he didn't give a fuck.

 

"Damn it purple eyes! If you don't go faster, I'm going to—holy shit!"

 

Running could not compare to this, but he didn't want to make this a hobby. If it wasn't with Tsuyo, it was with no one else. They barely just met, but he knew, that he would never feel this good with anybody else. Tsuyo's touches, his pants, his gasps, his movements, his licks, his voice; they were drugs, the man was ecstasy.

 

But..., he also knew that Tsuyo would probably never want to talk to him again, never want to look at him again, never want to have anything to do with him again. Akio didn't want that. Even if the man hated him, if they still at least talked, maybe be friends, he was content.

 

He wanted a kiss. Even if it was just one, he wanted a kiss.

 

"Kiss me."

 

Despite his fatigue and the insurmountable pleasure, he was surprised at how firm his voice sounded, but couldn't forget how lust-filled it sounded.

 

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[Ariesa]

Tsuyo wanted to feel more of the other. Wanting to have skin on skin contact. While the rational part of his mind is yelling at him not to go any further, the more animalistic side, a side that he never knew he had up until this point, was telling him to take the other male. Mark him, claim him as his own. Drowning out reason.

 

When he was allowed more access to Akio's neck, a sadistic smile stretched across his face. Looks like he'll be able to make even more marks on his brat. And yes, he said 'his' brat. He'll worry about that later. He instantly took the invitation, biting along the other's skin. Leaving even more marks that he couldn't wait for him to see. The tug on his hair making him groan and bit down a little harder. Listening to Akio's words, he couldn't help but chuckle in a low, hoarse voice. Did he just call him purple eyes? Hmm, cute.When the other male was done ranting, he moved so his lips was brushing against the his ear.

 

"So demanding.You want to hear my voice?"

 

He moved one of his hands. Moving it down and underneath the other's shirt. Caressing the skin and moving towards his chest.

 

"To hear how much I want to take you right here, right now?"

 

The male was on some kind of power high, and he never wants to come back down. To be able to have this kind of control over Akio was exhilarating. Like a predator who has his prey, begging and pleading. He wanted to remember this, every single detail. And he hopes, which is something he never does, that there will be a next time. That there will be another chance for him to have green-eyes under him, moaning and being so damn demanding.

 

"Fuck Akio, you don't know how bad I want to tear you apart."

 

Tsuyo moved so that his forehead was leaning against the other's. He was going to tease him, but only for just a second. Considering he desperately wanted to kiss him as well. He brushed his lips against Akio's, smirking the whole time. Even flicking his tongue against them before pressing their lips together.

 

Something burst inside of him when their lips touched. His heart filling like it was swelling and fluttering at the same time. What was this feeling? It seemed out of place to him, clashing with the animalistic desire that was burning up his body. But he didn't dwell on it anymore, he's probably thinking too much on it. He deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue between the other's lips before making it retreat. So maybe he wasn't completely done with teasing green-eyes. Can you really blame him at this point?

 

Well, at least today didn't get any worse. The complete opposite actually.

 

And Tsuyo wanted more of this, even if it meant he had to apologize for some of his 'actions'. Though he didn't really start, nor was he sorry. Not in the slightest. But Akio didn't have to know that.

 

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How could chuckles sound like music to his ears? What was he laughing about? Akio's sorry-ass plea for a kiss?

 

"So demanding. You want to hear my voice?"

 

Shit, that voice. What was he, some kind of man-siren?

 

The stinging feeling from earlier had increased the moment Akio sent out the invitation basically saying that it was okay to ravage his neck. He couldn't process what Tsuyo was doing, but the content sighs and light giggles were enough proof that he didn't want Tsuyo stopping. The hard pulls he had gave Tsuyo's hair earlier turned into caressing strokes. The other's hair at first glance seemed harsh and coarse, but in reality the texture was as soft as a cat's fur. The light, pleasurable licks he felt on the sensitive skin coaxed him into closing his eyes, reveling in the intensity of it all. He didn't know how, that throughout all of these changing movements, his lower body was still dry humping Tsuyo's groin, increasingly going still. In between each synchronized grind, were short, unrestrained moans.

 

Akio never understood why people would want to hide their moans. It left the other partner a horny mess, so wasn't that way better than any embarrassment?

 

Cold fingers began to slip under his shirt and brush against his bare skin, leaving trails of burning tingles.

 

"To hear how much I want to take you right here, right now?"

 

Well, that was a definite turn on.

 

"Fuck Akio, you don't how badly I want to tear you apart."

 

Sadist. This guy was a sadist.

 

He felt Tsuyo place his forehead right on his own, and Akio noted the scent emitting from his body. It smelled of new books, Tsuyo's natural scent, sweat, and sex. What was he doing?

 

Kiss me. Please. Just one.

 

Why did he want one so badly? He didn't know. The ticklish feeling on his lip quickly left as it came. What was that? It left a light, lingering tingle that just didn't go away. A wet feeling soon replaced the tingle, erasing it completely, but again, it left as quickly as it came. Just when Akio thought nothing else was going to magically come then disappear, something soft pushed itself onto his own parted lips. At first it was delicate, but no more than a few seconds later, something soft and wet had forced itself into his mouth and lingered there before retreating once again.

 

Tsuyo was kissing him, but he was being a fucking tease while doing it. The bastard.

 

The hand that was gripping Tsuyo's back, slowly began slide across his body, leaving its original position. It first slid across his neck teasingly, fingertips barely touching the sensitive skin, then began its descent down his abs to the bottom of his shirt. Akio creased the edge of the shirt, fingers barely touching the bare skin that peeped out from the cloth. Instead of slipping it under the shirt like he had intended to do, he couldn't help but settle for going in the opposite direction. The hand began to move lower and lower, until it finally reached the bulge that Akio was looking for.

 

He began kneading it, squeezing it, wanting to force the groans that sent him into a hot mess out of Tsuyo's lips. From the looks of things, Tsuyo was definitely well endowed. The thought brought a slight smirk to his lips and he began to move his hand around, groping for the zipper that constrained the large member. A sense of triumph filled his being as he grabbed the tiny lock, pulled at it, and slowly began to unzip.

 

It didn't matter that he couldn't see. As long as his body was still glued to Tsuyo's, that was all he needed. The legs that were wrapped his partner unraveled, planting themselves back onto the marble ground. The unrelenting grinding had to stop, much to Akio's dismay. He began trying to take off his shoes by just using his feet and heard the clacks as the shoes fell to the ground. Again, he was able to finish a task that required seeing, by not seeing.

 

The hand that was on Tsuyo's head began stroking his hair like he would a cat. Akio then took the moment to abruptly push his head down and whispered into what he thought was the man's ear.

 

"Why don't you try to tear me apart then? Pound into me. Fuck me senseless. Make me beg. I know you want to make me scream, so what are you waiting for?"

 

Akio's voice dropped a few notches, his voice deep and thick with masculinity as he forced Tsuyo's head closer.

 

"Don't hold back."

 

Now who's a tease?

 

The sound of unzipping came to a stop, and Akio happily used his fingers to knead the cock like dough through Tsuyo's boxers.

 

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[Ariesa]

The male was loving every second of this. Heart beating against his chest, lust burning up his body, a sadistic side of him showing in a way that never happened before. He felt alive, for better wording. His vibrant eyes darkened and glazed over. Drinking in the sight before him that was Akio. He wanted more.

 

Feeling the hand teasingly slide across his neck, he arched into it like a cat. Closing his eyes at the touch. What was the other up to? But his suspicion was thrown out the window when the hand moved lower. Leaving waves of shocking heat go through his body. Muscles jumping at each caress. What ever green-eyes was up to, he did not mind at all. As long as the guy kept going.

 

"Ah!"

 

Tsuyo let out a breathy moan, his body moving against the hand on his erection. Seeking more of that touch. And more he got. Groans and soft growls slipped passed his lips as he moved his face back to the crook of the other male's neck. Leaving nibbles and kisses in appreciation. So maybe teasing him was a good thing. A very, very good thing for him. The sound of his zipper being pulled down, along with Akio kicking off his shoes,was loud in his ears, heart jumping in anticipation for what was going to happen next.

 

 

The male let out a feverish groan at the other's words. Oh, he wasn't going to hold back. Never planned to. Tsuyo arched up into the hand that rubbed his cock through his boxers. But he needed to move, much to his disappointment.He leaned back, pushing Akio's shirt up so it was bunched up under his arms. And he had to say, he loved the sight. Leaning back down, he kissed the other's chest. Hand's reaching up to pinch and twist the pink nubs.

 

"How cute. You thought I was going to hold back," he said, a breathy chuckle bubbling up. He moved his hands down the other's side. Caressing the skin as his kisses moved lower and lower.

 

Before he moved to the top of Akio's jeans, he moved to his hip. Biting it to leave a mark. He was going to leave red marks all over the guy's body. So everyone knew who he belonged to, that he was taken by yours truly. Finally moving to the jeans, he unbuttoned them and pulled the zipper down with his teeth. The sound ringing throughout the hall before it came to a stop. Tsuyo pulled down the jeans, making it to his prize.

 

He licked his lips, eyes trailing Akio's body with hunger.

 

"I was planning on fucking you so hard until you couldn't speak regardless."

 

Flicking his tongue out, he licked the bulge that was tenting the boxers teasing slow. When he stopped, he looked up at the other. Wanting to see his expression.

 

Smirking, he began to mouth the other's erection through his boxers. Humming the whole time. If Akio wanted to play along with his teasing, he might as well take it a step further. To hear him beg for him to do more, to actually fuck him. But he wasn't done. Oh no, he was just getting started in fact.

 

He pulled the boxers down, letting the other male's cock spring free. Wrapping his hand around it, he pumped it slowly. Licking the head of it before wrapping his lips around it. Sucking before removing his mouth, licking the side of the shaft.

 

Come on, beg me more.

 

"Can't wait to fuck your little ass. Make you scream until you go hoarse."

 

Tsuyo was drunk on this guy. He wants there to be a next time. Wants to continue whatever this was. Friend's with benefits? Well they weren't really friends. He didn't care what they were a this moment actually.

 

He wrapped his lips around Akio's cock again, moving his hand up and down at a slow pace. He wanted him to sob in pleasure. The very thought of it making a shudder run through his body. He was going to fuck him. To hell with what would happen after.

 

All he needed was what was happening right here, right now. To feel every inch of him.

 

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[AlphaZero]

With a low, barely audible groan, Akio continued his unrelenting kneading of the man's appendage. He was barely being touched, but just the low growls and breathless moans coming from above him aroused him to no end. It was fun to just pleasure, to just listen to the needy sounds the other person would be making in response to his movements. It all stopped to soon however. Akio felt the bulging cock leave his hand in midair, and wondered if Tsuyo had came to his senses. If he had, he was screwed. Being horny, blind, and alone was a bad combination to have while being stranded in his own school grounds.

 

Akio then felt cold hands running up his sides, making his shirt hitch up so that his back was left bare to the frigid, marble floor. The combination of both Tsuyo's light caresses and the cold temperatures of the ground caused his back to arch in reaction. His nipples also began to pucker from the sudden coldness, erupting a slight hiss through his teeth. He was definitely wrong about Tsuyo wanting to leave. Like Akio, he mostly wanted the opposite. His shirt was bunched up at his arms, allowing him less movement than he had earlier.

 

To Akio, it seemed a lot like bondage as of now. He was temporarily blind and his shirt was technically acting like handcuffs. He didn't dislike it, however. In fact, he loved it, albeit he also wanted to see what his partner's expressions were like when they were scrunching up in pleasure or smirking in delight.

 

Hot, fiery breaths came close to his chest, and those breaths turned into pleasurable, skimming kisses. Everything was quiet, except for Akio's breathless pants and the sound of lips meeting skin. The silence was broken, as those once vacant hands abruptly began pinching, twisting, and turning his corrugated nipples, enabling a lustful cry to escape from his red lips.

 

"How cute. You thought I was going to hold back."

 

Oh, but you were. You were holding back. It wasn't enough.

 

The lips that were once at his chest, slowly, but surely slid down from his chest, to his abdomen, and finally to where the man's mouth should have been all along, his cock. As his eyes fluttered closed, Akio waited. He wasn't even sure if he was breathing. The sound of a zipper ringing through the corridors met with his ears. He could feel his heartbeat drumming, growing faster and faster, and his breaths coming out more and more. The anticipation rising in his chest was agony.

 

The pants that were constricting his hardening member had finally came loose, thrown to who knows where. Akio could feel his legs shaking, again, in anticipation for what the man was about to do to him. He could guess, but he didn't want to. Although his body felt freezing because of the marble, he could feel his temperature rising, enclosing him in a cage of heat.

 

"I was planning on fucking you so hard until you couldn't speak regardless."

 

Slivers of shivers erupted from within him, moving through his spine, and ending with another shock to his cock. He could feel it twitching, and most likely leaking pre-cum. He felt wet, really wet. It was a different feeling from when he was alone, using his hands and videos for comfort.

 

"Nhn..."

 

His eyes remained closed, and his left arm came up to meet with his eyes, hiding them in the crook of his elbow. The hot mouth that was once speaking such dirty, crude, head-spinning words, gave a tiny lick to his groin's tent. Though it was small gesture, Tsuyo once again, succeeded in making Akio's body burn without doing much of anything. The lick became a mouth, covering his restrained member through Tsuyo's lips, and Akio had to bite his bottom lip to stop a lustful cry from exploding. It was too much, and it was going too slow. He could hear—no, feel hums coming from Tsuyo's fiery mouth. His legs were having a hard time staying open, as they struggled to keep from closing from such painful euphoria.

 

"Ngh! Gods!"

 

Why the fuck would you hum while mouthing someone's cock?

 

His cock then sprang free and the last piece of restricting layer was also thrown to somewhere in the abyss. Akio's eyes opened widely, his vibrant eyes glowing with intensity. The cold was awful, it hurt when it struck his member. In contrast, the heat continued to increase with every movement Tsuyo had made. He began stroking it, too slowly for Akio's liking. How could pleasure be so painful? His lustful cries circulated throughout the corridors, increasing with each pump. His knees shook harshly and they felt burdened from being forced closed, then opened again. Akio's body had a mind of its own, always knowing how to react to every step Tsuyo had made.

 

A slight lick was made to the head of his cock. Mouth watering as it was, Akio wanted more.

 

More came.

 

His appendage was soon enveloped in a closed, burning chasm. The brunette's mouth dropped open in a silent moan, tilting his head back in the process as his lower body was desperate to get more of himself inside. Tsuyo's mouth left too early, and instead went to licking his partner's shaft instead.

 

"Hurry… Gods, hurry! Hurry up! M-mmn, fuck!"

 

"Can't wait to fuck your little ass. Make you scream until you go hoarse."

 

Akio felt his legs tense and he forced it to spread even more. His mouth went slack and he felt his eyes roll to the back of his head. His moans began to increase in volume the more Tsuyo played and sucked at his cock. He began thrusting his own hips into Tsuyo's face, his wantons moans and groans escalating with each thrust.

 

He knew what this was going to lead to, and it felt wrong. He shouldn't do it. No, he couldn't do it. This was just the spur of the moment. It wasn't love, it was just lust, just animalistic desire, but it was so hard to stop.

 

"Hgh! AH! Shit! Ngh! Well, too—mmn! Holy! Ah! Bad! No fucking—AHH! for you!"

 

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[Ariesa]

Tsuyo was loving every minute of this, and showed with the way licked and sucked the other's cock. His own aching for attention. The sounds Akio were making not helping at all. He moved head lower until his mouth was wrapped around the other male's erection half way. Before moving back up, flicking his tongue against the head, and moving his mouth back down.

 

He removed his mouth when the other tried to speak in between each moan and groan. A frown on his face. What's with the sudden change or attitude? He felt like a child being denied of having candy. Delicious, sweet candy that someone else might take. He was digressing. Fuck, did he go too far? But Akio's actions said something entirely different. While he was thinking, he still caressed the other male's skin. Trying to figure out what would be the problem exactly. They were all alone in this school and no one was going to come back at such an hour. They were going to have sex-

 

...Fuck.

 

They were going to have sex. Well, he was planning to anyway. Wait, why was he planning on doing that? His mind cleared up, but only a fraction. The logical part of his mind finally somewhat getting through to him. The male was quiet for a moment, mind going a too fast for him to comprehend it all.

 

"Fine,"

 

If the other didn't want to go that far, then he wasn't going to push him. But he sure as hell wasn't going to stop whatever this is until they were done. Tsuyo pulled down his boxers, freeing his erection from the confines of the article of clothing. Hissing when the cold air hit his skin. Grabbing Akio, he pulled him up so that he was sitting in his lap. Both their cocks rubbing up against each other. He wrapped his hand around both their members, moving his hand up and down.

 

"Could've said that from the beginning you know," he whispered, kissing along the other's neck.

 

Did he feel just a little rejected? To a point. He did want to claim Akio, make him his. That didn't feel like a spur of the moment. But everything else did. Plus, didn't people have this sickening cute saying that your first time should be with the person you love? He always thought that didn't apply to anyone, considering the things he say in the hallways of this school. Even outside the dorms. But it seems that green-eyes believes this.

 

Of course he does.

 

But, that didn't cool down the burn of desire that was running through his veins. It just, cause a little tear in his chest. And again, he ignored it. He hated this guy, this was just lust. This man is no exception for how he feels about people. Is what he keeps telling himself. If he keeps thinking this, maybe it'll become true. And that this irritating feeling in his chest would go away. This only lust. A wonderful hormonal response.

 

He pumped his hand faster, soft groans falling past his lips. This was definitely just a one time thing, much to his disappointment. But, maybe it was better that way? He started to leave more marks on the other's neck, using his free hand to pull Akio closer. If this was the last and only time he would get to see him, to touch him, he want's to drag out every second if he could. To remember this.

 

What's wrong with me? I'm so pathetic.

 

He ignored his own thoughts, just wanting to be consumed completely by the desire instead of having hat nagging voice.

 

"Akio," his voice was soft, lower than before.

 

Tsuyo moved his hand a little faster, swiping his thumb over the head the other's erection. Wanting him to come first. HE wants the other to feel good, bypassing his needs for a moment so he can take care of the other male. A selfless act, but it didn't matter to him at all right now.

 

He moved his head away from the crook of the other's neck, pressing their lips together in a kiss. Deepening it after a few seconds. The tugging in his chest and the nagging voice wasn't going away. They were more subtle, but not to the point that he could ignore their presence. He slipped his tongue between he other's lips, rubbing it up against the other male's, wanting it to come and 'play'.

 

Damn it, why won't this feeling go away?

 

It was eating away at him like a parasite. Again, he pushed it down. Focusing more on Akio than the troubling thoughts and feelings that bothered him. When he felt he finally got a hold on them, he moved his free hand to the other's head. Running his finger's through it. It felt soft, similar to a animal. This guy really is like a kicked puppy. Wasn't that pleasant in some way.

 

Tsuyo tugged on the hair softly. Wanting to deepen the kiss even more.

 

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[AlphaZero]

Listening to his own words, Akio began to feel that they've regressed back to when he had laid on Tsuyo's lap, one embarrassed, one seething with rage, and both wanting to not have to see each other again. In actuality, it felt worse than that. Akio felt alone, despite having Tsuyo right here. It's like the joy in having the male here had vanished, leaving the lust behind. Now, all he wanted to do was finish himself off, crawl in a hole, and cry.

 

What am I even doing? Why am I even here? I should be at home, sleeping, and forgetting this day ever happened, not jerking off with some guy I've barely known.

 

Akio was still horny, there was no doubt about that. Seeing as Tsuyo was still insistent on finishing this off, Akio might as well do it too. It wasn't for love, it was just lust. There was nothing wrong with lust, but Akio did not want to lose his virginity to just physical desire. His naivety was difficult to abide by to other people, but morals were morals, and this was his rule for himself.

 

"Fine. Could've just said that from the beginning you know."

 

What the fuck? How was I supposed to know this shit was going to happen?

 

Akio probably wasn't even clearheaded enough to realize this but, he could have sworn that there was some disappointment dripping out slightly in the man's words.

 

The cold feeling in his bare back vanished as he felt large, soft hands lift him up. Akio liked those smooth fingers. They weren't calloused like most guy's would be. From the way Tsuyo looks, it was quite obvious that the guy didn't frequent the outdoors or the gym much, which was probably the reason for them. No matter how sudden it was, Akio was not prepared to be seated on the man's lap. He felt his hard cock bounce back and forth from the movement, rubbing their members against each other, which allowed for a loud moan to be released up into the corridors as his head tilted back. In any case, they were going to finish this, whatever this was.

 

Tsuyo was probably thinking the same thing, to make them both cum, then leave him in all his naked glory. Oh, the joy of being labeled the 'the pervert who jerked himself off at school overnight and slept there on the ground afterwards.'

 

I mean come on, I'm blind, which means no clothes of mine will ever be found until morning.

 

Akio was right. From the way Tsuyo wrapped his hand around both their cocks and began moving them up and down was an indication of the rightness that Tsuyo was sure about. Tingling sensations continued at his neck and the coldness that hit his appendage increased his arousal even more. Small moans of pleasure built up into larger, higher pitched screams of ecstasy as the man moved his hand faster. Tsuyo's own groans and moans rang in Akio's ear, and he was sure then and there that this voice was a weapon that could kill him if the user had tried to. Hearing his name being called from the lips that were the sheath of that weapon, made him wish that those lips were on his member again. It wasn't wholly because he wanted to be sucked off by this man, but also partially because he wouldn't have to be hypnotized by this voice as he was now.

 

The tip of his cock was swiped over by wandering fingers. Though barely, it was enough to send him into full fits of spasms, originating from the depths of his core.

 

"Hgh! Oh my—ugh! S-s good!"

 

It dawned on Akio that it should have been seen as a selfless act on Tsuyo's part, but Akio didn't want to be the only one cumming first. He wanted them to cum together. Akio desperately rubbed and pushed himself against Tsuyo, who had began kissing him and pulled on his hair to urge him to deepen the kiss. Akio did just that, and moaned against the soft lips breathlessly. Their wet tongues moved together in a sensual dance, and Akio wanted to savor every moment of it, as he may never get to this again. His vacant hands twitched, and because he was being supported by Tsuyo, he had free reign. In a blink of an eye, both of his hands had positioned themselves on top of their own erections, to cup them, and he squeezed. With a lewd squelching sound, he began massaging both his and Tsuyo's tips, both hands becoming slick with pre-cum. His chest quickly rose and fell, body twitching with needy tingles. Moans increasing in volume and pitch, he was pretty sure he sounded like a banshee.

 

"Tsuyo," he whimpered out. "Tsuyo, please. Please-!"

 

Akio was already nearing the edge, but he couldn't, not without Tsuyo. He didn't know why he wanted them both to cum together. He just wanted it, but damn, was it hard to keep himself intact. He squeezed his hands harder, making it seem painful almost.

 

"A-ah! Oh! I-I'm cumm-!", he mewled brokenly.

 

Akio let out a sudden scream and curved his back. All too soon, the green eyed male heard himself nearly yell, moaning, followed by cum spurting into his hands.

 

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[Ariesa]

Tsuyo moaned into the kiss, loving the noises the other was making. He wanted more, knowing good and well that he couldn't. A loud groan fell pass his lips when Akio wrapped his hands around the head of their cocks. Rubbing and massaging them. He felt as if he was getting closer to the edge, but he didn't want it to end so soon. Just a little longer. Because he knew if this moment ends, that they'll never see each other again. They'll go back to square one. With him glaring at the guy and the male annoying him to no end.

 

Well, he was hoping that they would still at least talk to each other. Though the chance of that happening is very slim. And slim chances like that never happen with him. Ever. Akio would most likely ignore him, look at him with shame, regret , maybe even slight disgust. But Tsuyo wasn't ready for that, not yet that is. All that matters was right now in this heated moment, he can worry about tomorrow later.

 

The whimpering pleas that came from Akio made him tighten his hold just a little. This guy can kill him with just that voice. So needy, pleading for something, it was dangerous. Not just the voice, the guy himself. He only met him today and already his emotions were spinning out of control. Having internal turmoil and nagging feelings latched onto him like a leech. He was so close to the edge, almost falling over.

 

But he tried to hold it back. Just a little longer. The coiling warmth in his lower stomach was telling him he wasn't going to last .When Akio tried to warn him he was going to cum, he felt himself getting closer as well. Not even a few seconds later, he came right after the other. A broken growl escaping his parted lips as his body twitched from his orgasm.

 

He was breathing heavily, his body feeling heavy and weak. He let go of their members, feeling their cum dripping from his hand. Now where is he going to wipe this? He could be an ass an wipe it on Akio. That was a thought. A bad one, but still a thought nonetheless.

 

Lifting his hand, he tried to figure out what to do with it. It's dirty now, and it's not like he carries tissue with him everywhere he goes. Well, he was going to regret this discussion. Sticking out his tongue, he licked his hand. It wasn't as bitter as he thought it was, but he wasn't going to clean his whole hand like this. Licking his lips, he wiped the rest on his jeans. When he was able to catch his breath, he gingerly moved the other off his lap.

 

Moving away from him for a few seconds to go and find his pants. He was irritated to find that he threw them a little ways away. Damn it. He tucked himself back into his jeans, buttoning and zipping them back up, before looking for the other's pants. Going over to retrieve them, he came back and started to dress the male. Leaving kisses on his cheek and neck every once and a while. When the guy was fully dressed, he just sat there.

 

What now? Is Akio going to tell him to forget that this ever happened? Or something else along those lines? Tsuyo didn't know what to expect, and his anxiety was showing on his face. Considering he didn't need to hide it since the other couldn't see a damn thing to begin with. It was just a matter of time before the other wanted to get away as far as possible from him.

 

Just hurry up and say you don't want to see me again.

 

He wasn't going to let himself hope that Akio would want to still talk to him after this. No one in their right mind would to be honest here. He ran his other hand, the one that wasn't dirty with their cum, through his hair in shear frustration. Maybe he should say something. But even if he did, what exactly would he say? He didn't know what to say after what just happened. And that irritated him more than ever.

 

Maybe I should just stay quiet and continue helping him find his stupid backpack.

 

He actually blames the damn thing. And maybe Akio just a little, since he was the one who left it behind. Who leaves their backpack laying around somewhere with all their stuff inside? Tsuyo sure wasn't one of them considering he was out of it during his panic attack. He let out a sigh, wanting to go wallow in the silence that was his dorm room. He couldn't take this anymore, this stupid nagging feeling.

 

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[AlphaZero]

When Tsuyo slowly pulled Akio off his lap, he knew then that it was over. The dude was going to leave. Akio was going to lie here until morning, blind, with his pants off and thrown to who knows where, with cum smeared on his hands, and was going to be the labeled as the freshman pervert who was horny enough to jerk off on school grounds. He'd be laughed at for the rest of his college career, and would be remembered as 'The Pervert'. Not a pervert, 'The Pervert' or maybe 'The Jerk Off'. The thought was so funny, that he couldn't even find it within himself to laugh.

 

I'm a fucking idiot. Fuck!

 

And what's worse was that, he was still twitching from the euphoria that came with the climax. He was still panting, gasping, and not yet satisfied. He didn't want this, this was not supposed to happen. Why had his willpower been so weak? Was he that weak to desire? Was he that much of animal that he succumbed to desire and basically forced someone to feel the same way? If that was even possible, then he was as guilty as the white, sticky man juice on his hands. He fell back to the cold, hard, marble ground and wished that it would soften, soften enough to pull him in and never let him out. 'Disappear' was a good word to describe what he was feeling right at that moment.

 

With his green eyes closing in despair and fatigue, he listened for the footsteps, slightly hoping that they would come closer to him rather than farther. Tsuyo would look at him with disgust from now on, for coaxing him into such an act. He would never speak to him again, look at him again, be angry at him again, and all in all, would cut him off from his life completely.

 

What Akio wanted was for him to at least say that he never wanted to see him again, just to give Akio some closure. Then Tsuyo would leave, and the latter would then proceed to cry himself to sleep until morning. The plan was perfect.

 

"Tsu-," his voice was caught in his throat, and the sound wasn't even enough to be called a whisper.

 

Akio's second attempt to call the man again was ruined the moment he heard loud footsteps coming closer, closer, and closer, until it finally came to a stop in front of his naked form. Akio could imagine himself now, lying there with his shirt half off, his pants gone, his socks still on, his shoes taken off, face flushed red, cum smeared across in his cock and on his hands, and just a hot, dirty, sticky mess. At this moment, the red on his face blossomed into something much more deeper in color. The reddest thing in the world is the stream that flows from the fountain of life; blood. Heat coiled deep within his body, it spread itself all over and it felt like all the fires of hell were on him, or within him.

 

He heard rustling and wondered what in the hell Tsuyo was doing. He should be leaving, should be going home to get the cum off his hands and body. He should be desperately trying to scrub off whatever trace of Akio he had on him, until his body went red.

 

Tsuyo was dressing him. That fact was a shock that Akio never seemed to be able to process until the moment the man stopped what he was doing and sat down right before Akio's body. The whole time, the younger male had kept his eyes closed shut, as he couldn't bring himself to open them. He couldn't even feel the soft lips moving across his body, leaving light kisses here and there. Even though Akio couldn't see anything, he heard everything. He heard every breath Tsuyo made, every movement he had made. The world seemed to close itself onto to him, leaving him only with his view of the man before him, leaving him unable to see anything else.

 

What was going on?

 

Miraculously, his tightly closed throat seemed to open its door for his voice, enabling him to speak once again.

 

Okay, start off slow. He's still here. Just... speak.

 

He took a deep breath, inhaled, and exhaled. All was calm.

 

"Th-thank you, for dressing me... I was beginning to th-think that you were going to leave. It seemed like it. "

 

An awkward laugh sprouted for his lips, he tried to figure out what to say next.

 

"Um... I was wondering though. W-why aren't you leaving? I mean, I thought anyone would le-ave if they ex-experi-enced what you just did.

 

Oh god, no. He was about to cry.

 

The voice that was once strong had weakened, maiming his voice until it seemed choked up, and meek.

 

"Why aren't you leaving? Why aren't you leaving?"

 

I want you to stay.

 

The tears prickled at the edge of his eyes, threatening to fall. His voice grew louder and firmer.

 

"Leave. Leave! Please! Just leave me be! Don't act kind to me! I forced you into this! I made you do this!"

 

Please don't hate me.

 

The tears fell. They fell more and more, and seemed unstoppable, like a waterfall. They streamed down his flushed cheeks, allowing for his true emotions to show. His emerald eyes were opened at this point and they were wide as can be. He began sobbing, it was the first time he's cried since they had died. This man was nothing to him, but right now, he was everything to him. Akio didn't love him, he didn't even like him, but why did he want him to stay so badly?

 

Akio rested his arm on his eyes, trying to hide his tears though he knew it was impossible.

 

"You hate me. Don't be nice to me. I'll... misunderstand. Please, just go."

 

Don't go. Don't leave me alone.

 

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[Ariesa]

Tsuyo was really questioning his morals at the moment. Why was he caring so much of the other's opinion of him? He was a brat, saved him when he didn't want to be saved, and then made this nagging feeling develop inside of him. However, out of all the things green-eyes here made him feel, the nagging feeling and the fear of him leaving is what angers him the most. Surpassing his anger of people. His body stiffened when Akio began to speak. But it sounded more like a broken sound to his ears, like he was going to cry.

 

He just hummed when he was thanked for dressing him. It wasn't nothing, he just didn't want the guy to catch a cold and then would have the unfortunate responsibility of taking care of him. And though he thinks this, his heart was betraying him by fluttering. Spreading a fuzzy feeling through his chest, the bastard.

 

Goes to show I can never trust my feelings...

 

His heart clenched when he heard the angst in the other male's voice, asking him why he wasn't leaving. He didn't know himself, he could already be down the hall on his way to his dorm room right now. Or probably already there trying to cleanse himself from what happened between them. Maybe his mind wasn't quite right after the panic attack, yeah, that had to be it. Right? He snapped out his thoughts when Akio started cry, eyes widening at the words the other was sobbing out. Crap. What hell should he do?? Another thing he has started to hate is seeing the guy sad or not his bratty, unhealthily caring self.

 

Tsuyo stayed silent as the other let it all out, whatever that was exactly. Was it some kind of guilt? He wasn't sure, but he couldn't take the sight of seeing the other in such despair. Though he will, again, say that it was just because he didn't want to see a grown man cry any longer than he should. Sighing heavily, he ran his clean hand through his hair. Noticing how messy it has gotten from what they just did not too long ago.

 

"You're right, I do hate you." His voice was soft despite the cold-hearted words that fell past his lips.

 

Well annoy him to be exact, but whatever. Moving closer, he moved the arm that was doing a poor job of covering the other male's tears. Why does he care so much about this brat? He should hit him, ignore him, leave him in this cold corridor to freeze until morning. And yet here he was, taking care of him like he was a lost child. Hating the mere idea of being ignored by him, hoping to see him again after this, to at least touch him again.

 

I'm being pathetic. But at least I'm not the only one confused about whatever this is.

 

Probably some weird interest.

 

Most likely an unhealthy interest that wasn't going to last a month, maybe even less than that. Tsuyo gives it a week, tops.

 

"But that doesn't mean you can tell me what I should be doing."

 

Gingerly, he stood up, pulling Akio with him. And, let's just say, his mind was in complete pandemonium. Wanting to see the other again but not knowing how to say so without sounding pitiful in any way, shape, or form. Though he was sure that was too late in some twisted way. He hates him, loathes him with his very soul. And yet here he was, wanting him to stay. Wanting to at least be able to talk with him again.

 

Pulling at the sleeve of his shirt, covering his hand, and using the other to gently hold the other male's head, began to clean his face from the tears that stains his skin. Cleaning him with care, like a mother would their child.

 

"I've decided something,"

 

This is a bad idea. A very, very bad idea-

 

"Since you don't know how to take care of yourself, and you must seem to really want me to leave," he said the last part in a airy tone. Showing just how much he believed the other when he was told to leave. "I'm making you my pet."

 

Of all the shit I could come up with-!!

 

That's it, it's over. He might as well just run away to his dorm and die under his covers. That's how bad this sounds. Who says that to people?! Well, him apparently. When he was done cleaning Akio's face, Tsuyo grabbed his hand. Looking around to see where they were before dragging the other to the classroom he left his backpack. Picking up his own on the way and putting his free arm through on of the straps.

 

He now not only hated green-eyes, but himself for saying something like this to the other.

 

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[AlphaZero]

"You're right. I do hate you."

 

See? Akio was right the whole time. He was going to leave and Akio could finally cry in peace for doing something so idiotic to someone he never even knew. Dramatic as it may seem, this was most likely the most pleasurable thing he has ever done, yet the second most stupidest thing he has ever done. The third stupidest thing he had ever done was lay on Tsuyo's lap and the first was letting them go.

 

Great, two of the things on that list was related to the man that hated his guts enough to want to turn his guts into dust.

 

"But that doesn't mean you can tell me what I should be doing."

 

At this point in time, Akio was just tired of waiting for Purple-Eyes to just leave him alone in peace. Why wasn't he leaving yet? It's not that hard to just walk away. The despaired gasps and pants that came with all the screams he had made seemed to die down, ever so slowly. The tears that stained his cheeks began to dry against his cheeks, leaving a weird, soothing feeling on his skin behind. The voice that seemed to arouse him in every way possible—mentally and physically—hurt in every way possible. He didn't understand how such an angering man could make him feel this way, let alone a man that he just met.

 

After those words had been said, Akio felt himself being pulled up to his feet, and the arms that rested on his eyes dropped down to his sides. A wave of nausea hit him as soon as he was placed onto his feet; it took him his all to stay upright. His brain couldn't seem to process what was going; it had been doing that too much lately, much to his dismay.

 

"I've decided something."

 

Akio's eyes widened and he waited in agony for what Tsuyo was going to say next. Was he going to tell him him that this was goodbye? Or was he going to—dare he say—stay?

 

"Since you don't know how to take care of yourself, and you must seem to really want me to leave."

Akio's neck craned up to where he believed Tsuyo's eyes were. He could just imagine the radiant purple that showed so much emotion every time he looked into them. They told him things that would never be heard through his ears, they were the windows to the souls after all.

 

The breaths that he exhaled and inhaled seemed to cease its never-ending movement, disabling his ability to breathe once more. He began to count the seconds that ticked by with each passing moment. Though they were seconds, they seemed like hours.

 

One.

 

Two.

 

Three.

 

Four.

 

Five.

 

Six.

 

Sev-

 

"I'm making you my pet."

 

Eight, nine, ten.

 

He stayed quiet.

 

In the end, he couldn't even feel the hands that cleaned his stained cheeks or the hand that pulled at his own. He couldn't even feel the pulling that occurred right after, beginning to drag him to their previous destination.

 

"What the fuck?"

 

The words came out five minutes later.

 

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[Ariesa]

Tsuyo was just a little worried when the other remained silent. But didn't say anything, continuing to drag green-eyes to where he assume his backpack was. Which made him think, what the hell was so important in that damn thing that they had to go through all of this shit? The male actually blames the thing, if it wasn't for it having something of importance to Akio, he wouldn't be going through this emotional rollercoaster.

 

Questioning everything in existence and why he was still hanging around the brat. Thinking that he was annoying, the number one person he hated, and yet he wanted to be near him. To keep him. The male really needed to sleep on this, he was starting to get a headache.

 

He finally got a reaction out of the other male, after about five minutes. It was better than no reaction really. Sighing, he closed his eyes briefly at his own embarrassment and lack of knowing how to tell the guy he tolerated him to some extent. "I said, I'm making you my pet."

 

There was no other option, he lost his mind. What normal person would accept something like this? Was he that desperate to see Akio again? He only pondered the question for a second, and he decided that yes, he was that desperate.

 

"Don't tell me you're deaf as well."

 

Okay, going a little too far here. But it's not his fault per say. It was the kicked puppy's. And he will forever blame it one the other, he made him this way. When he was done with fighting the nagging feeling in his chest, he was going to punch the guy. It didn't matter if that would probably end up in a argument or fight, he was going to punch him. For making him care about the other male and hate him at the same time. It was a complete oxymoron. He continued their journey to Akio's classroom. The freezing temperature in the corridors getting to him now that their heated moment was over.

 

Tsuyo shivered, damn it, how cold was it in this damn building? Does the owner of this university understand the meaning of heating? It was like he was trying to recreate the ice age in this damned school. Huffing in annoyance, he tried to think of something else to say to the other.

 

I could say it was a joke.

 

That would be cruel.

 

Maybe I should say I really don't hate him?

 

That was going against his own morals. No matter what he thought, he couldn't come up with a valid thing to say to Akio. Great.

 

"Are you cold," Tsuyo asked out of the blue, still not looking over at the other as he dragged him around the school. Literally. Well, he came up with something to say. But it so happened to be the most obvious question in the history of questioning. He was done, done with everything today. His thoughts, feelings, everyone in this school, everything to begin with. He just wants to go back to his dorm and sleep this off. It had to be some dream he was having. He was probably still unconscious laying on the floor.

 

That had to be it.

 

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[AlphaZero]

"Are you cold?"

 

Well, that was a completely different tone compared to the one before where he so delicately said,"I said, I'm making you my pet. Don't tell me you're deaf as well."

 

Today, no matter how uneventful it might have been, Akio was quite surprised at the other man's own reactions. Saying yes to guiding him around school like he was some babysitter while he was blind was one thing, but complying to Akio's perverted actions was another thing completely on a higher level of insanity. He sincerely thought that Tsuyo would just leave him be, go home, and get on with his life, not be trying to guide him around once again for the second time in a row.

 

Words that described the older male would have been; strange, weird, cranky, lanky, intimidating, impolite... kind, hot, manly... sexy, lustf—a complete stranger and completely out of his fucking league.

 

Akio began to shake his head, slowly at first, but each shake grew faster with each second that passed by, enough to give him whiplash. He was shaking his head to show Tsuyo that he wasn't cold. But in actuality, he was shaking his head to convince himself that nothing was going to work out between them, nothing was going to ever happen between them, never again. In just a few more steps—hopefully—he would be in that stinking math classroom, getting his fucking bag, then be going home; that was it.

 

"No, I'm not cold."

 

No, it won't work. We won't be friends. We'll just... separate.

 

"Are you cold?"

 

Smooth. Of course he was, who wouldn't be? Apparently not Akio, when it was almost literally snowing in here. The poor male was indeed cold; he was shivering in his t-shirt and jeans as if he was being soaked in a bathtub filled with ice.

 

But no, he had the decency to say out loud that he wasn't cold.

 

"Why are you making me your pet again? And no honey, I'm not deaf."

 

Huh, that was the most sass he's given to Tsuyo compared to the whole day. Bi-polar much? First he was crying mess, then a confused mess, then a sassy mess. How many messes could he conjure up in a day?

 

"Well, there was the cum mess..."

 

Shit, did he just say that out loud?

 

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[Ariesa]

Tsuyo could feel the other moving, like he was steadily shaking his head to his question. Though his eyes narrowed when it increased. What the hell? He broke him, there was no other reason why green-eyes was shaking his head crazily like that. He broke him by claiming him as his wn pet.

 

Which he was slowly coming to regret more than anything. And that says a lot. Why couldn't he just said he didn't hate him to such a point and wanted to talk to him? Because he was stupidly prideful, that's why. A silent huff fell past his lips as he continued to drag Akio. He was going to take a damn shower, contemplate putting himself in an asylum, then go to bed and come to a decision in the morning. It didn't matter what order it was in. Which made the male wonder, what did he see in the guy? He was annoying, making someone else's business his own, touching people without permission, had a soft smile and equally soft skin, eyes that seem to look into his soul, a voice that could be deadly when he moaned-.

 

I'm going to kill him. Fuck wanting to see him again, he's screwing with my head!

 

Tsuyo rolled his eyes when Akio said he wasn't cold. Really. "Even though you're shaking like a Chihuahua."

 

Lying doesn't seem to be the guy's strong point, considering he was more than bad had it. The lie was horrendous, actually making him pity the other. But for only a split second and only a little bit.

 

"Of course i'm cold, I'm freezing my ass off here."

 

His eye twiched at the name Akio called him. Honey? Did he just call him honey? He refused to acknowledge the flutter in his chest and the fact he tightened his hold on the other's hand. And that he was blushing. Nope, it wasn't happening at all. He was cold lime he just previously said. Nothing else.

 

"Don't call me that," he growled. Embarrassment showing in his voice which increased his anger.

"And I'm making you my pet because you can't take care of yourself. So I'm doing for you."

 

Which was only 1% of the truth. He wanted to talk to him again, it didn't matter if it was with him yelling at green-eyes for doing something stupid. Tsuyo thinks the guy was regularly clumsy, tripping over dust particles randomly. He can just see the argument already. Akio tripped over air and onto him, he yells at the guy who tries to justify himself while cowering away at the same time, then they just shrugg it off. Looking at each other before slowly moving in. Their faces only inches from each other before-. What the hell was he imagining!?!

 

When he was done with his inner turmoil, only for a few seconds, he stopped and turned to look at Akio with wide eyes. What....what the hell did he say?

 

"....what?"

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[AlphaZero]

"Of course I'm cold, I'm freezing my ass off in here."

 

Excuse me, no need for the attitude.

 

But still, even though the answer was quite obvious, poor Akio was still able to push aside that factual evidence that completely answered the question and still ask the damn question. What was wrong with him today? Everything seemed utterly and completely different from his usual self. He wasn't the type to butt into other people's business, yet he did it with Tsuyo. He also wasn't the type to become a horn-dog all of a sudden, yet he became one in the other guy's presence.

 

Fuck that dude! He's messing with my head!

 

"Don't call me that, and I'm making you my pet because you can't take care of yourself. So I'm doing for you."

 

What kind of intelligent logic was that? Who decides to make someone their pet--even if they seemingly can't take care of themselves? Apprarently, Tsuyo thought it was a good idea to do so. As much as the idea appealed to him--not--Akio couldn't help but want to laugh at the Purple-Eyes judgement. Laughing might get him a punch to the face though, Akio was quite surprised that there hasn't been any punches yet.

 

"....What?"

 

Fuck. Curse him and his knack for saying random shit that should be said in his head instead of bursting from his big mouth. Well, there was the cum mess? What kind of idiot would say that shit out loud after all he and that guy had done just a few moments before? It was just a reminder of how much of a dunce Akio was, and it was also a reminder of their moment. Akio could remember it so vividly. Despite not being able to see anything, the sensations that overcame him during that moment with Tsuyo was strong enough that it replaced what his sight couldn't give him. He remembered the pleasure, the heat, the moans, Tsuyo's groans, his touches, his voice, his body, and he remembered technically everything but the other man's face. Slivers of shivers went down the young man's spine as he recalled the incident. As much as the situation was random and wrong, it was so fucking hot and... perfect. Maybe he really was a sex-crazed animal at heart.

 

"Nothing, I didn't say anything. You must have imagined it."

 

That was indeed a great lie. Who could lie as well Akio can? No one could, because he was the best liar in the world! Tsuyo would totally beli--as if. And what was that that Tsuyo had called him when he said he wasn't cold? A chihuahua? Well, that was a nice comparison. Whatever, Akio was lying when he said he wasn't cold, so he might as well accept the dude's kind remark and move on.

 

"Sorry man, but that logic of yours about wanting to make me your pet because I seemingly can't take care of myself is one of complete and utter bullshit, though I can't help but want to laugh at the idea. I guess you do have a sense of humor."

 

That one comment may have earned him a kick to the groin, and maybe another kick for good measure.

 

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