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PostSubject: nasty ass garlean scum smh   Fri Oct 16, 2015 9:21 pm

"Y'did good today, Eve."

His voice broke the silence in the air, the only other thing permeating it being his and his chocobo's footsteps as the duo lazily wandered down the cliffside pathway leading to his little borrowed home. If not for the raindrops lazily falling from the sky, he would have thought the night rather nice and not felt guilty enough to have to talk to the damn bird he was condemning to a cold night in the rain, but there wasn't much the miqo'te could do about the weather conditions.

He thought the feeling in the air was strange the moment he stepped onto the porch after briefly bidding farewell to the bird, whom he left in the stable nearby to rest for tomorrow's adventure in skull-bashing land. His slender ears twitched on his head. Yes, the feeling in the air wasn't right. The first thought that crossed his mind was that he was tired. The second was that he was anxious. The third was that there was someone other than himself. Feeling comforted by the axe in his hand, he turned the handle to the wooden door, which creaked slowly open, and stepped inside.

At first, he wasn't sure what to think. Of course, it wasn't every day he saw someone in a full set of really bizarre armor rummaging through his - no, Panne's - stuff, but it immediately made his nose scrunch up in disgust, eyebrows furrowing on his forehead. For a few seconds, he just quietly watched the weirdo, before finally muttering, "Excuse me?" in a steely voice.

Though unbeknownst to him who the armored individual was, Rhel'ir sounded different since the last time Fabius had seen him. He looked different too, more toned and with a much colder look in his eye. His hair had gone from its natural black to a stark white, and there were numerous bruises, nicks, or scratches on what skin was visible.

His tired gaze fell to the gear the man was wearing. He had no idea who the guy was, or what bizarre getup he was in, but something about the entire thing sent a shiver up his spine. These days, that kind of feeling was rare. "M'gonna give you about three seconds to turn around and tell me who you are." Finally, his voice became louder, and he took another step forward, head tipping just subtly, as though he was gauging the situation before doing anything stupid. Raising his axe to prove he wasn't making empty threats, he awaited the 'stranger's response.
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PostSubject: Re: nasty ass garlean scum smh   Fri Oct 16, 2015 9:36 pm

Fabius had indeed been rummaging through Panne Tayuun's desk for information, as well as helping himself to the finer goods inside the little cabin, food. He was eating The Twins' food. He had made a point not to finish anything he ate, in-fact he mostly took a few bites before throwing it on the floor and continuing to the next meal. It was a sort of insult to them, also he was hungry and boy howdy did they have shitty food.

The Garlean did indeed have a strange get-up, especially with the poached and very real scarf of exotic bird feathers fluttering around his neck. His very sharp and dangerous beak visor was up and out of the way so he could focus on the writings of experiments and journal of Panne. The candle-light flickered softly as the front-door opened, a loud creak echoing inside the walls. Fabius froze, before turning his head just slightly so Rhel'ir couldn't see who he was. Did I mention the man had an apple in hand? During the tense silence he would softly sink his teeth into the damn fruit, which made a very slow crunch. Finally, he would make small chewing sounds before lowering his visor.

"Uh..." his distorted voice rang out, unsure of what to say. When commanded, the pretentious flamboyant villain would turn slowly, face hidden by before mentioned sharp, and jagged, beak visor. Where his eyes lay shined out a bright red, staring down Rhel'ir as if looking through him. It gave an ominous and uncomfortable feeling.

With his gun all the way over fuckin' there, as well as no weapon in grabbing distance, he had to think fast. In that instant Fabius threw his half eaten apple at Rhel'ir and darted forward, pulling out his trademark "you'll know the instant you smell this that Fabius is lingering somewhere" perfume and spritzed the cat-boy in the face a few times.

At this instant it was very clear he wasn't lying about the fact he didn't know how to fight.
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PostSubject: Re: nasty ass garlean scum smh   Fri Oct 16, 2015 9:56 pm

The miqo'te's ears folded back when Fabius turned to stare at him in the way he did. There was something uncomfortable about the red glare he was being delivered. He didn't falter, however, about to take another step forward, until the apple was flung at him, at which point he simply sidestepped it, visibly confused. "A.. An app-" Oh.

The first thing he did was choke on the godsdamned disaster of a scent that that was, strong and familiar and - I'm going to kill him - something that could so effortlessly make him remember - kill him, kill him, kill him - every brutal moment of deceit that he'd been given. However, unlike the amount of times in his head he'd played through the scene how he'd imagined it - a brutal slaughter of the man to make up for what he did, to ensure he could protect Panne in the way she'd protected him before - he couldn't muster up the strength necessary to even move. All Rhel'ir could do was stand there, staring at Fabius wide-eyed and terrified, every ounce of that former menacing stature fizzling away.

So, maybe he was more heartsick than he thought. Or maybe it was how helplessly vulnerable Fabius seemed, unable to defend himself. If Rhel'ir truly wanted to kill him, he'd be able to. All it would take would be a swing or two. Just enough to get through is armor, just enough to splatter his Garlean scum blood on the walls, just enough to make him pay with his life, to get the satisfaction he so yearned for out of ending their pointless feud.

Instead, Rhel'ir lowered the axe just slightly, a look of rage crossing over his face. Though he didn't have the heart to actually attack him, not with his conflicted feeling surfacing, he certainly did have the heart to let out a loud, angry, "You - You! What the fuck do you think you're doing here!? Wasn't having that piece of shit excuse for a superior kick me into the dirt enough for you!? Or did she send you on another mission? S'what it is, isn't it? You're here to get a good laugh outta how easy it is t'get rid of us on behalf of yer bullshit higher up bitch, huh? It ain't gonna work like that. M'gonna fuckin' smash your skull open 'til there's nothing left but pieces of you!"

Though it was mostly incoherent nonsense, loud, angry accusations, it made Rhel'ir feel slightly better. The Keeper quieted after spewing that, hands trembling as they gripped his axe, making the magnificently crafted weapon quiver. He didn't have the heart to fight him. He didn't have the ability to back up his words, and he knew it - and he was more than ashamed to admit he knew Fabius knew it, too.
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PostSubject: Re: nasty ass garlean scum smh   Fri Oct 16, 2015 10:10 pm

Fabius had reeled back a little bit, watching Rhel'ir throw a small tantrum while holding up his perfume bottle defensively, as if it were a tiny little shield. The Flamboyant Villain would make small head movements, clearly indicating what he was looking at, in-fact it made him look like an over-grown bird with how frantic his movements were. Axe, Face, Axe, Face, Axe, Face. It was quick like that, and he was clearly anxious.

After Rhel'ir had quieted down, he would sit there in the same defensive position. Silently thinking. I expected him to lop off my head by now... He doesn't still FEEL for me, does he? -- Tense could describe this situation, and after a few seconds The Garlean would spritz him once more straight in the eyes before swiping his precious (and very sexy) axe away. The second it was completely in his arms, it was clear he wasn't THAT strong. The man struggled with it for a second before dropping the tip on the Miqo'te's toe blunt end. After that, he'd jump back a little bit and hold up his hands as if saying 'oops' and kind of just kicked it a few times away from the two.

Fabius then twisted his arm in a weird fashion to pull out a very small and beautiful looking dagger only to point it at Rhel'ir. Fabius let out a physical gulping sound, even shaking a little bit, before he brought an open hand up into the air, clenched it into a fist, and let out a deep breath.

Composure.

A second passes, before he finally starts to talk. "Ooooh ho ho ho~!" He let out, holding the back of his free hand up to his beak, back bending backwards a little. "A little feisty today, kitten? Or do ALL primitives enjoy bashing in on a cold afternoon?" With that, Fabius would snap his finger and theatrically LIFT his visor up as if opening the most GORGEOUS blinds, even tilting his head backwards a little bit. Then, he'd lean forward and smile down at Rhel'ir. GAZE UPON HIS GORGEOUS FEATURES!
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PostSubject: Re: nasty ass garlean scum smh   Fri Oct 16, 2015 10:35 pm

He flinched when the perfume was sprayed into his eye, squeezing it shut and quite easily having the axe ripped from his hands, considering they soon covered his face, the only thing visible being his clenched teeth. The bit that hit his toe didn't bother him as much as it could have. By now, he was pretty used to weapons being flung at him from every angle. It was the burning sensation in his eye he wasn't sure how to deal with. After a few moments, he stepped forward without any tact or thought, hand flicking forward. However, it wasn't to place a blow to Fabius, or even to do any harm. Instead, he slid the visor right back down, covering the Garlean's face.

The look on the miqo'te's own face was a strange mix of miserable and infuriated, and he couldn't do anything other than stand there for a moment, looking pitiful. "I hate you," He spat pathetically, as though his words could cut nearly as much as Fabius' could. He was a coward behind the mask of someone who could fight. He couldn't lay a finger on him. He was too afraid. Rhel'ir turned around to pick up his axe, entire demeanor changing. He couldn't be angry. He couldn't even be spiteful.

With the weapon in hand, he felt a little bit better, and he glared over his shoulder at Fabius. "D'you know what it's been like? M'sure it's been great for you. Not tied down anymore by me, free to go live your lapdog days out. If you're here to threaten me and ask where Panne is so you can kill her off or whatever, I don't know. She's gone. Happy? Wanna know where the Rampage is? She's got it - an' the crystal, too. There, you've got your information." He turned on his heel, clearly unimpressed with Fabius' theatrics. "Just leave me alone. You've got everythin' you wanna know now, right? Go bother someone else. Now. Leave." He pointed to the door, very clearly struggling to remain as composed as he was, "Go. I don't want to see you."

It was a lie. Actually, the only thing Rhel'ir wanted was to have Fabius around. Ever since what had happened, something felt really hollow inside of him. Just seeing him ignited a rage in the pit of his stomach, something that lit aflame that emptiness, filling it up with something perhaps just as empty - but it was something. And that something scared Rhel'ir. It scared him a lot. He wasn't sure if he actually wanted to talk to Fabius or not, but it seemed easier to tell him to leave. He knew, of course, that Fabius wouldn't. He knew very well that Fabius wouldn't, but it was better than the pathetic, 'Please, Fabius, why did you do it? I love you, come baaaack~' that was echoing in his head.

God, he was pathetic.
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PostSubject: Re: nasty ass garlean scum smh   Fri Oct 16, 2015 10:45 pm

He stopped when Rhel'ir uttered the words 'I hate you'. It was having a very clear effect on him, and Fabius was very obviously confused as to what it was. So, he sat there, still, with his beautiful face shut from the world. It's a shame, really, if Rhel'ir hadn't done that he probably would have seen the hurt look he was giving right now. You just helped him save face, tiny kitty.

Fabius lowers his knife slowly before shoving it back into one of his feather sheaths, then he looked at Rhel'ir and nodded, before scratching the side of his feathered head. The man raised a finger as if about to say something, even moving his entire body in an upward fashion, getting ready to retort, before awkwardly turning towards the door in an instant and walked towards it. Arms barely moving.

At that moment, Fabius fell to a sort of 'crouch for a second' while turning on his heel to move towards Rhel'ir, wagging his finger in a scolding manner. "What gives you the right to sulk around here all day? It was OBVIOUS I was using you! Stop that! Just... go back to what you were before." which translates to: 'you're making me feel bad, stop.'
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PostSubject: Re: nasty ass garlean scum smh   Fri Oct 16, 2015 10:59 pm

"Fuck. Off."

He leaned the axe against the wall, a shaky sigh escaping from his chest as Fabius 'scolded' him. After a brief second of gaining his composure, the Keeper whipped around, his hand lashing forward to grip Fabius' throat among a handful of feathers. He lifted Fabius right off of the ground just long enough to shove his back against the door, nails digging into his skin. "D'you value your life, or are you just being an asshole because you're proud of how you used me, an' you figure you can do it again? Is this the kinda thing you do when your masters aren't tellin' you to go terrorize innocent folk, sleep with innocent people to get information out of them?"

His upper lip curled into a bit of a snarl, enough to show off the one fang he had left, "How many, Fabius? Since me? How many when you were with me? Did any of that mean anything to you?" And just like that, his composure was breaking. "Was I just somethin' for you to pass the time with? Did you have more people like me? Are you proud of that?" The grip on the Garlean's neck got tighter, and Rhel'ir could feel rage causing him to tremble. "M'not in the mood to play your games. You're awful, Fabius."

The marauder had to bite his lower lip to try to fight back the tears that were building up in the corner of his eye. Every single line of defense he was trying to put up was melting away just because of Fabius being there. "Just.." He finally began to lessen the grip on Fabius' throat, though he didn't let go of it entirely. "Please.." There was a wavering to his voice as he muttered out that syllable, caused by the fact that he could not, in fact, fight back the tears, and there was one sliding down his cheek, completely ruining everything he was trying to do. Already, Fabius had won, as far as Rhel'ir was concerned. "Please leave."
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PostSubject: Re: nasty ass garlean scum smh   Fri Oct 16, 2015 11:11 pm

Fabius let out a small grunt when his throat was grabbed, as well as the back of his head bouncing off the wall when he was SHOVED against it. His little feetsies kicked a little bit, as if 'struggling', but it was clear as day he really wasn't. A reasonable man would say he was undergoing a lot of feelings right now, and was using it as punishment for himself. A realistic man would say, that feather around his crotch was flatter a second ago.

When he was finally let go he would slowly slide down the wall until he was at a sit, and kind of rub at his throat for a little bit, laughing in a wheeze. It was a really sinister laugh, as if he was getting some sick satisfaction from this. Which he totally was, because that was totally his sex laugh. "You're a foolish little thing, aren't you?" Fabius said as his head was kind of tilted to the side out of weakness, during the same sentence he would slowly raise it up to look at Rhel'ir. Shoulders shaking from his laughter. "You never could read people like I could, Kitten."

Fabius dropped his head back against the wall, slowly taking off his helmet, still having impeccable hair. If Rhel'ir would turn around and look at him, his cheeks would be bright red. "If it's any consolation. -- " He began, before rubbing at his throat, stretching his neck a little. "I haven't 'used' anybody like you... Not even during the little quest I was on."

Which translates to: "ur the only dick-sheathe for me, bb."

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PostSubject: Re: nasty ass garlean scum smh   Tue Oct 20, 2015 12:00 am

The Miqo'te was oblivious to Fabius enjoying the situation - up until he heard a very familiar sound come from his mouth. Rather than seem enticed by the laugh, however, he fixed a disgusted look on his face, fists clenching at his sides. "Are you getting off to this?!" Without hesitating, he cut the man off around the 'consolation' bit through a swift kick to the side of his face. It wasn't hard enough to do too much, but definitely to hurt. "You're fucking disgusting."

It was clear by the tone of his voice that he was very empty about his anger, his initial rage fizzling out and leaving a hollow feeling in the core of his stomach. He felt ill, like something was very, very wrong with what was happening. "Fabius.." A deep sigh escaped his chest. As much as Rhel'ir wanted to be livid, Fabius was just.. too pathetic. Just looking at how helpless he was when up against someone who even knew the slightest bit about putting up a proper fight made the Keeper feel almost guilty. The most he managed was just feeling plain old fed up, and that was only half as accurate as he wanted it to be.

He glared off to the side, doing everything he could to avoid looking at his face. Rhel'ir felt like he'd be staring down a patronizing gaze, a gaze of 'I've already one and you're already mine' all over again. It'd be the same kind of stare as the one that he got in Gridania the day the two met. Just the thought send a wave of nausea coursing through him, and he failed to suppress a shudder that coiled down his spine. "Look," He mumbled, ears flicking in a clear display of his discomfort, "If you're not going to leave, tell me.. ugh, where do I start.."

Another sigh, "You knew you'd be in a position where you'd be questioned about why you manipulated me. Or why you were in her house.. In fact, yeah, why are you here?" He narrowed his eye, finally glaring right at Fabius, "You knew this was Panne's house, so what th'fuck made you think you'd get away with it? She would have killed you."
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PostSubject: Re: nasty ass garlean scum smh   Tue Oct 20, 2015 12:18 am

Fabius' laugh was cut off by a hard strike to his face, making him move in that direction in a sort of rag-doll like fashion, making his arms swing in the same direction and slam against the ground like an over-turned fish. After this, Fabius would slowly rise back up to a sit and rest his back against the wall, allowing his own head to tilt backwards a bit. Rhel'ir was right, he was definitely giving that look, gazing down at "The Azure Dragoon" even though he was the one on the ground half beaten. Fabius gave that smirk, the one that was all too alluring to Rhel'ir on the day they met.

Assuming his "S.O" would sneak a peek, Fabius would give a small wink (with the top of his head still against the wall, gazing down at him like a dog with an awfully photogenic toothy smirk). With that, he would purse his lips in a sarcastic manner, the kind where you squint your eyes just a little bit, skew your head, and shrug. "I'm here because i'm a filthy Garlean spy, gathering intelligence on a magical artifact so --" And he's shaking his head back and forth just slightly for this bit, mouth moving in a tight manner "-- reese-ent-lee created by our dear beloved sister." It's clear he's trying to get in Rhel'ir's head, doesn't that just make you angry, Rhel'ir? The way he calls her 'our' family? Yeeaeaah.

Ahem.

Fabius slowly slid his knee back towards his chest to push off of with his hand, and finally came back to a stand. He shudders just slightly, as if ruffling his feathers back in place. Then, he looks at his shoulders ALMOST getting a double chin while dusting them off (while doing so, he would pluck one of his exotically peacock colored feathers off his armor and place it in Rhel'irs' hair while walking past him). He's making his way to the desk now, and continues to search Pannes' writings for some clue of where she went.

Rhel'ir would probably pick up on this.
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PostSubject: Re: nasty ass garlean scum smh   Tue Oct 20, 2015 12:44 am

Fabius was given a punch to the face this time as he attempted to walk by, this one much more aggressive than the previous kick, and quickly followed up by Rhel'ir gripping him by the hair, giving him no time to stand back up. Instead, he smacked his head against the ground, holding back nothing and crouching beside him, still clutching a fistful of reddish locks. "You're nothing to her." His entire demeanor had immediately changed the moment Panne was brought up in that way.

However, almost instantly, he released the Garlean's hair and turned around, relaxed once more and striding over to the desk his former fiance had been planning to go to. "Let me guess," He mumbled as he glanced over the papers strewn messily on the wooden surface, "You're here only to find some clue as to where she is, and then to leave." His ears were flattened, but not due to his anger. "An' I'm just.." He struggled to find the right words, "Somethin' to help you with that. Or to occupy your time." He began to collect the papers before Fabius could look over them, attempting to neatly organize them.

"You ain't gettin' anything from me." He spoke after a few moments of silence, only broken by the shuffling of paper and the sliding of a wooden drawer. "Leave. An' don't you say another fucking thing about my sister with that filthy Garlean mouth of yours, or I'll do a lot worse'n giving you a little punch." Once he'd returned the documents to where the belonged, he turned around, shooting the man a halfhearted death-stare. It was clear he was talking tough, really trying to make himself sound a lot more aggressive than he was. Sure, his violent actions were spontaneous and impulsive, driven only by emotion - but once that went away, which it almost immediately did, Rhel'ir was just as pathetic as Fabius was.
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PostSubject: Re: nasty ass garlean scum smh   Tue Oct 20, 2015 1:04 am

Just as he deserved, he was decked right in the face, a loud CRACK erupting from his glorious nose. Fabius let out a pained and alarmed "OH!" and quickly cupped his now bleeding nose, as if trying to keep all the blood inside. This was to no avail, as his face was ripped from his hands when his hair was pulled backwards, and his nose was even more damaged by his face being slammed against the ground.

In shock, lay there, pitifully watching Rhel'ir shuffle everything back into its proper place and into the drawers. The man sniffled a little and looked up at Rhel'ir angrily, as if he were a grumpy child. Locks of his own hair were in-front of his face, and he was clearly bloodied up. Fabius finally came to a stand and leaned forward a bit, letting the blood drain out before stomping over to his ex. That's when he did it.

And by IT I mean Fabius gripped him by the balls and shoved him up against the desk, which made the drawers jut out a little from the force. Afterwards, he'd rip at his shirt a little to expose the side of his neck AND shoulder. He's gonna do it.

The INCREDIBLY SLICK man would use his other hand to grip Rhel'ir by the neck and force him against the desk-top, strangling him a little. "You're such a fucking pest, Kitten... or is it..." Fabius leaned down a little, he still had that military muscle, which kept Rhel'ir pinned to the damn wall / desk. The struggle Rhel'ir would put up made the drawers jut out some more, the wood screeched and groaned as it slid against more wood. Fabius inhaled Rhel'irs' scent, before giving him a hard bite on the crook of his neck. He loosened a bit, before his tongue moved across the now bleeding wound. While he was distracting RHEL'IR WITH SEXUAL BITING, Fabius had grabbed as much of the notes as he could and shoved it into the satchel on his side.

Fabius leans back and lets him go, wiping his own and Rhel'irs' blood from his lips. "... or is it i'm the pest, attracted to the scent of your sweet... delicious..." Fabius licks his lips a little, looking Rhel'ir up and down with 'hungry' eyes, "petite...." he pauses for effect, before 'snapping back to reality' and locking eyes with the cat-boy "dessert?"

He could win an Oscar.

Fabius wipes the blood off his face with his hand, before flicking the droplets at Rhel'ir, making sure to get it all over his fuckin' cat boy face too. Finally, he turns on his heel and walks towards the door, making sure to slow down and wait for a reply. What would it be, he wondered? Would Rhel'ir jump on him in a lust filled craze, or would an axe be driven through his skull? The world may never know.
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PostSubject: Re: nasty ass garlean scum smh   Tue Oct 20, 2015 1:20 am

Immediately, Rhel'ir yelped, squirming uncomfortably against Fabius' grip, "H-hey!" For a moment he couldn't be angry, because shock was settling into him - and then his neck was being gripped, and he was having a difficult time actually breathing properly. Momentary fear grabbed at his head, unsure of what was about to happen, but when he felt teeth in his skin, he got his answer. He had to bite back any sort of verbal response, but his body immediately stiffened in surprise, short tail puffing up from base to tip.

Once he felt Fabius' tongue against his neck, he was as good as useless, biting his lower lip and glaring spitefully at the man, shivers running up and down his spine in little waves, a crescendo of thoughts he couldn't make sense of bashing at his skull. As his ex fiance spoke, memories of their past experiences flashed briefly through his head, reminding him not to fall for it all over again -- but oh gods did Fabius know how to treat him when he treated him, and he always remembered the little things as much as the big things, and he always knew what to do and say and how to push his limits at every moment.

It was almost nostalgic watching him just act all casual after something like that, and he felt a little bit colder as he was released. The only thing Rhel'ir could manage to do was stop leaning over like a cheap whore, instead resting his hands on the desk and shuddering, looking over his shoulder at Fabius with significantly redder features than before. "Y.." His voice died in his throat the minute he tried to speak. He always was bad with things like this, after all.

After clearing his throat, the Keeper finally managed, "What's your goal here?", in a shaking, stammering, meek little tone, unable to actually maintain eye contact with him.
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PostSubject: Re: nasty ass garlean scum smh   Tue Oct 20, 2015 1:37 am

Fabius' pace comes to a slow, his loud ass footsteps fading away, before he turned to look at Rhel'ir. "I already told you..." Fabius made a pitiful sounding and demeaning "Tut, aww..." before dropping his satchel on the ground and making his way downtown towards Rhel'ir again. Afterwards, he pushes him back down against the desk and shoves his knee HARD in-between Rhel'irs' legs. Only, he didn't hit deeznuts, he hit the desk, which was sent flying into the wall again and making a shock of force flow through the man once more.

"Already broken?" Fabius whispers, gripping the undersides of Rhel'irs' legs and pulling his groin closer in, however, he never actually touches anything. "You're begging for more, and you know I can tell you are. I already got what I wanted, I gave you a taste, and you're practically crying for me to stay." Fabius slowly and lovingly places his hands on THE AZURREE DRAGOOONS waist and makes AGONIZINGLY SLOW erotic movements, before jumping back a little bit and turning the man to his stomach. Fabius presses into him, and leans in towards his ear. "My goal is to get you all worked up, hot and bothered, begging for more..." he breaths softly, air moving his strands of air just slightly. "And leave."

In a flash Fabius is already putting back on his satchel and heading out the door, goodbye flustered cat man.
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PostSubject: Re: nasty ass garlean scum smh   Tue Oct 20, 2015 3:20 pm

Rhel'ir could feel heat rising from his cheeks to the tips of his ears as Fabius pushed him back down again, only this time, he was protesting considerably less about it. He 'hnn'd in annoyance when he was accused of begging, but was quickly silenced by the feeling of the other man against him, something he'd been, admittedly, longing for for some time. "Fabius.." He was eating it up. Every little game the Garlean was playing, Rhel'ir was falling for all over again.

The moment the syllables 'and leave' dropped from his ex fiance's mouth, an indignant 'eh?' escaped the marauder's throat, and he was released as quickly as he was pinned down. Visibly upset by this, and not at all standing for that kind of mistreatment, the miqo'te did something almost unexpected. As Fabius picked up the satchel, Rhel'ir, without missing a beat, all but threw himself at the other man, pushing him up against the wall and making what little amount of personal space they had disappear immediately. "Fabius," There it was - his pleading, pathetic tone, paired with a falsely innocent look on his face. "Please don't go again."

His ears flicked back in sheer embarrassment, but he didn't hesitate to press his lips against the Garlean's. This wasn't the kiss Fabius would probably be expecting - there was none of his usual friskiness to it, none of his tongue and teeth and desperation. Instead it was slow, gentle, something that very clearly said 'I still love you, god dammit'.

Poor, poor, gullible Rhel'ir.
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PostSubject: Re: nasty ass garlean scum smh   Tue Oct 20, 2015 3:53 pm

Fabius let out a grunt when he was basically pinned to the wall like a fly, an instant reaction he gave was putting his hands up as if Rhel'ir were the police. For some reason, he was incredibly surprised by his ex's reaction to the teasing. In-fact, he was staring at Rhel'ir like a deer in the headlights.

'Honestly, I was just fucking with you... I didn't think you'd be so into i -' his thoughts were cut off by a slow and incredibly alluring kiss, at first Fabs hadn't 'gave' anything back, but the more and more Rhel'ir pushed against him was more and more of Fabius getting really into it. Now, Fabius was moving his soft, warm, and inviting lips in-tune with Rhel'ir's, his 'oh shit police' hands slowly placed themselves against his 'partner's' shoulders and slid down his chest and to his waist in a gentle and loving way, his fingertips trailed against Rhel'ir's newly found muscles, as if exploring a new terrain.

'What am I doing... You're just a job, you were just... I feel - I-I...' Fabius could feel his own heartbeat, which was going at a thousand miles per-hour. There was a rising feeling in his stomach, as if a hundred and ninety-two butterflies were fluttering around. He wouldn't dare finish that thought, Rhel'ir is nothing, Rhel'ir is a primitive ape, Rhel'ir is...

Fabius pushed Rhel'ir back forcibly, adjusting his satchels' straps awkwardly. He knows Rhel'ir felt that connection too, he knows Rhel'ir finally read him. It felt strange, being in this predicament. It was obvious Fabius was conflicted by the pink in his cheeks. "I suppose I do need to be thorough..." he whispered.

Yes, he's staying.
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