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Post by blackk on Jun 11, 2014 22:06:24 GMT
The return kiss took Zane by surprise. He didn't expect Issac to kiss back. In fact, it took him so much by surprise he didn't know what to do, 'What do I do? What do I do?!' He thought to himself and he could hear Marcus chuckling at him. 'I knew you had these feelings for him, you dolt. I will show you.. If you stop fucking fighting me and let me the fuck out..' He closed his eyes, letting Marcus take control again. The embarrassment was too much. That blue strand changed color once more and as he opened his eyes, you could see the color in his eye had changed yet again, his pupil thinning out giving it a cat like effect. His arms unwrapped around the males shoulders and gripped at the others' wrists, pushing his lips more into the kiss as he had them both against the door. He gripped the small wrists in his hands and pulled them up and over his head. A smirk formed on his lips and he pulled back, placing his forehead on the others staring him down like he was ready to eat him alive. "I knew you two were fuckin' gay. I hope you get it in your fucking head that you made a promise..." He spoke in a seductive tone. Leaning in, pressing his lips to his ear. "You better fuckin' keep it, or I might just end up raping you repetitively until you get it through that fucking skull of yours..." He purred, pressing his hips up against him, giving a small bite to his ear. "Don't fight me or I'll hurt you on purpose..." He was hard, something that he was way aware of, and knew way too much about. He began watching porno's a year ago and soaked up as much as he can, and a secret between Marcus and Zane, he had already molested an older girl at the daycare, probably about a year and a half older than he was. She shouldn't have been so curious about Zane's dick in their little classroom, pushing Zane to his limit that he almost passed out from embarrassment.. That's when Marcus came out and well, he scared that little girl so bad by threatening to lock her up in his basement and continue what he did that day until the day she died if she ever spoke a word about what he did. And she soon moved afterwards with no explanation. But that isn't where he learnt. It was his fathers laptop that held most of the information. His father left open a tab of man on man SMBD porn. Oh the things he learned. But Zane thought Marcus and he was sleeping at the same time, little did he know Marcus gets up at night after he's asleep he'd go watch it, which explains a lot that year when Zane was always drowsy and falling asleep sitting up. Marcus was also the one who tore their parents apart, calling his father a faggot for watching that stuff. Repetitively calling him down when he himself liked it as well. He grinned devilishly at Issac, pinning his wrists together with one hand. He was surprisingly strong for someone a tad smaller and who looked so delicate. He let his free hand touch Issac's stomach, and it slide down and up touching his skin. His cold touch would make anyone shudder, and as he watched his hand go lower, he glanced up and grinned. "You don't even know what I'm about to do to you, do you?" He chuckled somewhat before lowering his hand into his pants, grabbing his member into his hand. "I'm not going to stop... No matter how hard you cry.."
Lilith grabbing herself a can of soda, closing the fridge door before swinging around returning the grin. It was surprisingly lively around despite the situation, but being completely serious all the time wasn't Lilith's forte. "After everything's alright, I'm holding you to that." She winked at him while sticking her tongue out a bit. "More Gazzy babies!" Her eyes followed Eventide until he disappeared. She extending her finger, pointing at him, "Do... ferrets usually eat raw meat?" She had asked him, smelling the contents of the bag the moment he took it out of the fridge. "Must be some jacked up ferret!" She chimed, taking a sip of her soda. If you only knew, Lilith.
Kari was don't feeding Loki, and as he was finished he slithered up and around her wrist, wrapping himself several times around it. She wiggled her way out from under the bed and yawned. She laid on her stomach on the floor for a couple minutes before laying her head on the floor. She was bored. And what does Kari do when she's bored? Fall asleep and it didn't matter where she is. She once fell asleep halfway off the couch and upside down; she was playing with Lilith's old cat that had died a couple years back. But when it walked away she got bored and closed her eyes.. And woke up in her bed.
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Day 00
Jun 12, 2014 1:22:18 GMT
Post by Purple on Jun 12, 2014 1:22:18 GMT
Should there ever be a face that personified terror, Issac had worn it when the other started talking. There was a lot of fear that was building up in him, he'd never let Marcus this close to him before. The more he touched him, the brighter the pink color to his cheeks got. Issac knew nothing about what was going on, he was only as informed as the little bits that soap operas in the lounge afterhours told him, and that wasn't much more than gossip and whining. The word 'rape' however hit a tone as he seemed to lose that larger-than-life ego and fall quiet, whimpering when he'd gotten close again. Then that cold touch, it was like sparks down his torso before his eyes shot wide. Something inside was activated, as if there was some hunger that had just been turned from zero to ten. The fear from before was gone, he seemed to completely liven up as orange colors sparked into yellow eyes. Of course, Zane's personality switching wasn't the only secret, hell even Issac didn't know what he was. He'd always just remembered the caretakers filing down the little nubby horns that he'd sometimes grow, maybe he was weird too? When he felt the other male's hand wrap his length, that seemed to fire up his inner Incubi's hunger. "N-no clue.~ B-but do keep going..~" his tone even picked up a wisp to the edges, his jagged teeth pressing together in a devious little grin, he was in no mood to be left standing now, he was already throbbing against Marcus' palm, "D-don't talk too big, you're usually the one crying." his tone picked up a pitch of tease to the edges, as if he might just be challenging the other boy.
There'd be a good deal of giggling from the secondary up until he heard her comment and fell silent, as if there might be more to it. "Eventide doesn't have a ferret, so I guess it's time I told you since you'll be here awhile it seems." he sat his can down and looked up toward the ceiling, "About three months ago, Even's boyfriend was killed in a fight with his father. The guy beat the kid, then drowned him in the bathtub along with his mother. It was just off the avenue and everyone kept it real quiet til' his dad was put to the chair. Eventide went into so much denial, he would call, text, email Ren constantly, til' the point he'd miss entire hours out of life just waiting for a responce. Zag and I tried talking him into telling us how he felt, but he wouldn't. And when we went to the funeral, he had a melt down. Begging us to wake the kid up so they could catch up." Gaz seemed a bit strained before he took a deep breath, "I personally grew up with Ren's older brother, Reverus, who raised him. He and Even had a long talk and when he left Eventide went numb. He would sleep in the cemetery, pretty much lost it. I'm sure you saw the bruises and cuts? He came home looking like that once and never stopped. So embarassed by what he was doing to his arms, that he had me personally wrap them for him."
The shapeshifter trailed and Zag took over. "Two weeks ago, Roka showed up at my door coated in blood. He wasn't scared of the blood, he kept begging me to go save Eventide. So I called Gaz and we went to the cemetery where we found him full of bulletholes, curled up against the headstone. Roka just kept on about how he'd tried carrying him but he wouldn't go any farther, so Gaz and I brought him home." the zombie shook his head and glanced over to them, "Five clips, he'd emptied into various vital areas, but... colors don't die and shapeshifters regenerate blood pretty fast. After that, he wasn't quite right. Lights went out that were always on and he stopped talking to us. A week later he pries his eye out with a blunt knife. You probably saw the lights that went off at the pond, everyone assumed it was a campfire spread or fireworks. But the kid did some cultic nonsense and brought his little boyfriend back. So he comes here with this soaking wet zombie that's eyes are all fucked up and he says 'I think I did something wrong'. But we couldn't just kill it.. so he chained it up in his room."
"Gez took over for finding him things to eat, hands... fingers... arms... that sort of thing." Gaz added before he shook his head, "That zombie is well behaved, it stays in his room only coming out when Eventide brings it. Of course it'll snarl at anyone else, but it's like Eventide's got it broke or something. It's... disturbing to say the least." the secondary looked down to her from his counter spot, "So if something seems darker on that end of the house, it's Ren. He won't attack, but I can't say he'll carry a conversation either. Eventide is terrified the thing will hurt him, but now that he's gotten so far into being chained to benches.. I don't think he feels anything." he sighed rather heavily. In the other room, Uri had already found her pajamas and was up the stairs to the guest room with Roka tromping off to his own room.
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Post by blackk on Jun 12, 2014 7:12:42 GMT
Gritting his teeth at Issac's last comment, he was a bit angered by it. The temperature on his hand that held the greens wrists up dropped while his grip tightened. "Who's the one always crying?" He hissed, letting a layer of frost cover his hand has been placed, then within a second he hand Issac's wrists covered with ice pressed up against the door frozen in place. "Let's see what makes you blush some more, hmn?" He teased while letting his other hand that was down his pants touch the tip of it before letting his hand withdraw from his pants. He pursed his lips and stared at his shirt that he now could not remove because Issac's hands were bound. So he improvised. He reached behind him, lifting his shirt up and freezing that to the door too. He lowered himself as he stared at this young body with lustful, ready to devour eyes. What to do first, he thought. Moving his head closer, and pressed his ice like lips to the males rib cage. His cold hands now gripped at his hips, not noticing his body temperature decreasing the more he tried to hold back. But he wanted the submissive one inside of him to learn. 'Wh-what are you doing M-Marcus! R-r-rape?!' Zane's voice had echoed in their mind. 'Shut up already. Keep watching.' Marcus returned a thought. Slowly planting kisses, as he kept getting lower and lower. He planted one last kiss on his belly button before tugging down Issac's pants. What he saw to his surprise was a perfectly turned on Issac. "Well, boys. You're both going to learn a fuckin' lesson here today. Shall we use 'Issa' here as a demonstration? He seems all willing for it already though, aren't ya, Issac. Who the fuck knew you would be so sensitive?" He had a devilish grin on his face, that exposed his overly pointed canines. "Sex education 101 begins now. This here is what you boys would fuckin' call a 'Hard on'. S'what fucking happens when someone you think is fuckin' fuckable. Can happen with either boys and girls, and well, let's just say Issac is fuckin' fuck worthy enough for me." His cold touch to his shaft, "I'm just goin' to fuckin' show you what I like so you don't fuck up and bite me in the cock when you do this but this here..." He opened his mouth and licked the thing a few times before wrapping his lips around it, letting his tongue slide up and around it. Removing it from his mouth and raising to his feet. No. He couldn't control it any longer. "You continue you doing stuff like that, yadda yadda yadda, but no fucking biting or I'll freeze your fucking insides with my dick. But anyways." He reached up and lightly pulled his wrists from the frozen icicle that wrapped around them like handcuffs. "My turn to have fun, make a fucking noise and I'll freeze your mouth closed as well.." He pulled the seductively cooperative green shade closer and pressed his lips against Issac's hard. Closing his eyes momentarily before Reopening them to stare at him with the most serious hard expression ever. "You really want me to continue?" If he got a yes, he would be happy and go along with it gently, but if he refused? He would do it anyways.
The darkest shade had her attention on the speaker, listening in to every detail. Which explains quite a lot actually. Something smelt dead inside, and she couldn't quite pin point it. She took another drink of her soda and turned to Zag now. The entire thing made her heart sting. "What anyone and everyone does for love, huh...? Can get pretty intense... It's admirable, I've got to admit. I mean, it's not at all such a barbaric thing to do... He just wasn't ready to let go of his, very large and strong hearted, feelings for this Ren. Poor boy... They're so young yet they've been through a lot... They're going to extremely strong people when they're older. Nerves of steel." She gave a smile at the two of them until something caught her eye outside, but she thought it was just leaves Blowing around in Gaz's garden.
Kari yawned a little and stretched at the sound of the door opening, only to roll over and have Loki uncoil himself from her wrist. Feeling the emptiness of her wrist, she pulled her legs up in her sleep, attempting a fetal position. A tad bit chilly on the floor, should have rethought about that, Kari.
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Day 00
Jun 12, 2014 7:55:27 GMT
Post by Purple on Jun 12, 2014 7:55:27 GMT
Issac had tuned his voice out ten minutes into his speech, at this point he was practically panting. He'd stared at Marcus the entire time, bright pink coloring his cheeks as he whimpered to the kisses on his torso. The farther the other kid went, the more the fires built up, like he needed something to put him out. Even those frostbite kisses didn't touch his body temperature, not until the other was gripping his hips. The acid in his hands had began to practically burn through his skin, but it made no difference, he could barely feel it now. Every word the other male said was like some filthy melody, he didn't know what he was saying but he was shuddering to every word, every heated breath against his skin. Issac wanted to ask why Zane had let him in control, but his words were all mixed into a hopeless whine. And then the attention to his already uncomfortably stiffened member? The acid in his blood didn't touch the fires that were now bursting into lightning bolts in his body, he didn't know why but he needed more. Those threats were making him antsy up until their lips met, when they'd broke apart, he was trembling, the tip of his tongue still sticking out as he nodded, "I-I don't know." his words didn't sound like his own, they were broken on the edges and the shivers that were shooting down his spine only made them sound all the difference. Gently didn't seem like it'd help his condition, he needed to be wrecked, then and there or he would throw Marcus against the sink counter himself. He honestly didn't care, such as long as the fire in his stomach went out he'd be pleased, maybe he'd burn his name into the other's skin? The mental picture made him squirm and arch where he was, "Y-you'll have to decide f-for me.." there was another hint of challenge to his voice, this time dripping lust in ways that shouldn't be possible to a kid his age.
Purple had sighed, shaking his head some about the whole situation. "Eventide blames everything on himself, he always has. Everything from Kiro leaving to Ren's death, the things he couldn't control to begin with." his tone went dull toward the end when he'd noticed that 'someone's-watching' vibe from the back window. The longer he stared, the more he knew someone was outside, who? That was the question, it had even Gez riled up, which wasn't normal with the amount of medications Gaz took to keep that at a hold. Zag seemed to notice as he tilted his head, "Yo', Earth to Purple!" his tone got a blink as the other's attention went straight back to the window. "Something's outside." he finally said outloud, hopping down from the counter. In that single motion, Gez had control, and luckily he was probably more so protective than Gaz was. Gez knew no one could touch him, no one had control over him and his actions. The secondary's eyes went dull crimson and black before he exited the room and returned with his chainsaw. "I'll check. You two stay put." his tone wasn't a request, it was a demand with no if-ands-or-buts.
His alterego pushed him outside the house where he stood in the garden with his chainsaw purring it's mechanical melody in the heavy night air. The thought of something getting in the house... something touching any one person in that house was enough to make him a bit more tense than usual, especially for something with the mentality of kill-eat-breathe. There was a shift in a bush as he approached, he impacted the chainsaw into the ground and rather heavily kicked at the shrub, hard enough to catch the tetiary color inside across the jaw, knocking him into the grass with a loud curse. Of course, before he could say something, Gez had the edge of a hot steel saw hovering just above his windpipe. Silver eyes went wide and his slits dialated into large spheres as he went dead still. The sight of a nonzombie merely got the saw to be turned off, but not moved and still very dangerous. "Don't kill me! Oh dear god! I'm only a level 45 survivor! I don't even use the medic class!! I'm just a heavy gunnnnnner!!" his scratchy tone picked up a new pitch as he shook his head, still laying on his back with, now Gaz, crouched over him, chainsaw in hand. What the hell did he just say? Something about video games? What was he? Twelve?
In a second motion, Gaz was dragging the bright blue haired male into the kitchen and throwing him in the floor. "So much for zombies." he mummbled as he returned the saw to the living room and then ventured back in. Cyan however sat there with terror filled eyes as he looked between demon, zombie and shapeshifter. "Y-you're not going to EAT ME are you?! I saw this in.. ah what the hell was it... AMNESIA! Custom story, yes yes! They tied the guy up, chainsawed his arms off, AND ATE HIM! Don't do that to me! It's not worth the 2300 expirience points if you kill an innocent!" he twitched, somewhat crawling backwards until he was against a wall, "Wait! You don't know the main character's name! I'm... Oh gods, what's my name." did he really just ask that? Cyan panicked before he perked up, "Ah my real name! No usernames here, this is the real world, haha!" he shivered some, "Roman Vach! I-I live next door! I build grenade launchers! I can sell them to you! Two thousand caps! I mean simolean-- DOLLARS!" he waved his hands in front of him, still rendering both Purples speechless, "I'll cut you a deal! You can seduce them out of me for 200 caps-- erg.. dollars! I don't discriminate just don't EAT ME." By the time he'd finished talking, Zag was shaking his head and waving to the, "I'm going to bed, I'm not young enough for this shit."
Off to Roka's view, he was sleepily changing clothes and up the stairs in a jiffy. But when he'd opened his door, a warm smile had worked over his lips. The sight of the sleeping girl made him chuckle as carefully approached, making sure to tightly wrap his tentacles around her while using his hands to support her head. Gently, he laid her on his bed and removed her boots, tossing them to the side before tossing a cover over her. Even for a little kid, Roka was a sweet heart, he made sure everyone was taken care of, even the grown ups. The foxling smiled to his handywork and dug in the closet for some blankets before making a nest in the floor to sleep in. Once comfy, he was rather quietly out cold, across the hall in Eventide's room it was about the same story. The purple haired male had moved Ren's chains til' he was locked to the bedhead before curling up beside him. Dead or not, that didn't change Even's views on him. Once the zombie was comfy and had patted the bed beside him, the shapeshifter grinned and tossed his jeans into the desk chair, quickly clinging to his undead lover and wrapping the covers up around them. He could die pretty happy like that. Zag however had wandered to where Uri had fallen asleep in the rather large guest bed that Zag usually slept in, he smiled as he simply changed from jeans to his pajama pants and eased into the bed beside her, throwing a loose arm over her side, that bed was just too big to be able to sleep in without another more important person. But he'd make do with just Uri for now.
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Post by blackk on Jun 14, 2014 1:48:24 GMT
The blue shade grumbled a little, hoping for a little more resistance from the green. He liked it when they put up a fight from his past experience. Taking him by the wrists still, lowering them down by his sides. Heterochromia irises lowered their direction, eating him up with his eyes until he looked back up at him with that toothy mischievous grin of his. He didn't speak, he had nothing else to say. He let his body do the talking. He let go of one of his wrists and dragged him over to the other side of the bathroom, if he was going to make Issac make some sweet noises, he didn't want it to be heard from behind the door and echo through the hallway. He threw Issac towards the sink, and once he saw that the greens hands caught the counter catching himself, he repeated the process of freezing his hands there. His reason for this? "So you don't fucking go try and burn me again..." He said while undoing his buckle and then undoing his black jeans. Tugging everything down, his own length was the only warm limb of his body. Once his skin was exposed he pressed up against the back of Issac, his dick just sliding between his legs meant to tease the poor boy. His ice cold touch wrapped around the others length once again. Leaning up a bit pressing his lips to his neck a bit, canines biting down a bit into his flesh, not enough to draw blood though. He picked up the habit of biting Issac whenever Zane was too tired to stay out at daycare and Marcus would take over. They met in time out.
After biting his he pressed his lips to the back of his ear and whispered softly, "Fucking tell me you want it, Issa..." He used Zane's nickname for him, which he never did before. Just the way he said it, and thinking of the way he would react just made him throb a little.
Lilith kept drinking her soda, only thinking bad of Kiro and Orik leaving their family like this... Though she didn't dare voice her opinions, it felt like he just left recently. And after that scare with Zag and Orik today? No.. Best keep your thoughts to yourself, Lilith. For now anyways. Hearing an unfamiliar voice from outside she was about to go run and swing open the door for another survivor, until Gaz went out instead. She stared at his back with worry until he was out of sight. Worrying, she took a few more gulps of her pop. She looked at Zag, "Wonder who that is..." She said until Gaz returned with a light blue haired teenager asking if they were going to eat him. Responding to his stupidity and smiled devilishly enough to make anyone step back. "I just might..." Giving a cynical chuckle. But then she continued to stare at him astonished. Kari didn't even get this bad when that RPG game came out a few years back and never came out of her room. Listening to him until Zag decided to leave. "Good night." She called out to him before he left too. Looking to Gaz with a million questions to be asked until she finally asked just one. "What are we going to do with him? Can't just kick him out to those things out there...." Hearing the part about the grenade launchers, she looked down at him giving his features a second look. Crouching down she leaned in a bit with a serious look, "He looks like.... Nah... I won't eat you if you build me one. A good working one. Shooting incendiary rounds, and scatter shot rounds.. You know the works..."
Kari peeked open an eye, and noticed she was on Roka's bed, not thinking anything about what happened that day, still half asleep thinking she was at home. She drifted back into a deep sleep.
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Day 00
Jun 14, 2014 3:31:00 GMT
Post by Purple on Jun 14, 2014 3:31:00 GMT
Resistance? Hilarious! He was getting tired of waiting, and he didn't even know what he was waiting for. It was hard to be nine with a new found desire for the unknown. Issac moved to the counter when throw and frowned to the comment, "I-I said I was sorry, jeez. Who's to say my insides are acidic too?" he grumbled but when he felt warmth between his legs, there was a shiver break over his being. The sound of his nickname being purred so methodically adding to the fact he was throbbing quite desperately. He could only visualize his innocent little Zane running his ice cold hands along his skin, just the right amount of cold to sate his flames. Even if Marcus was in control, those thoughts got even stronger before he squirmed his hips, "Pl-please Zane?" he didn't even catch the mishap on his end, still too foggy to be able to properly function, "J-just be careful at first.." by now, he'd figured out what was to happen, and he wasn't sure about it yet. "I'm... n-new at this." that might have been an understatement. Issac was almost too awkward to keep up that badboy vibe around other people, even seeing his own nude body was enough to creep him out at times. The ice around his wrists was getting slick from the acid on his hands, he could wriggle them more freely now, enough to squirm one free and grip the edge of the counter. The fires that were still eating at him were growing worse with every lack of attention, enough to get the rounded pupils in his eyes to narrow into perfect slits.
The secondary's dulled heterochrome gaze was locked on the blue haired male a bit longer before he shook his head, a bit of a catty smile in place. "I was thinking the same thing, Lilith." he chuckled before hearing her request and watching the kid pull out a notepad and write it all down. "I suppose he could stay here for the night if he promises not to touch anyone..." he glanced the male over, that $200 offer sounded awful-- ahem! Gaz could practically hear Gez's ranting off in the back of his mind, enough to make him snicker to himself. Of course, he did get a bit distracted for the moment when he'd noticed Eventide was out of bed and wandering back to the kitchen. "What're you doing awake?" Purple spoke up, getting a dead eyed blink in return. The younger purple haired male was now standing beside the older male with a bit of an awkward side glance. "Can... I talk to you in private?" his tone was lowered, much to Gaz's discomfort. "Ah... excuse me." he nodded and wandered to the living room.
Cyan sketched down every detail the woman spoke, now comfortable that he was safe. "My launchers are the best things on this avenue, 'sides that custom Stryke y'boyfriend had. Never seen a chainsaw that modified that worked, hot damn. Aiight." he held up a sketch of the launcher she'd described, with his own design. "Light weight, quiet, no smoke, fast reload and safety lock for those long nights in the bunker." his jagged tooth grin spread before the other male's left the room. "I'll cut you a deal, since you guys have decided to let me stay here tonight... I'll give it to you free of charge.. no strings attached. BUT. I get to stay with your posse. You guys have a better set up than my trailer." he'd give a nod, finally cutting the nerd talk for the moment. "Let's see..." he stood up, unzipping his coat and settling a variety of notebooks on the table, then his top zipped back up. "I can get the components together just out of things you've got laying around, about a level.. ahh... 15 pistol grip would be fine, enough for a lady to hold onto. Yeeeah... I'm betting Purple-Fellah has some tubular launch pipes, he'd have to for that saw to have a three-in-one hydro chamber with fast evap steam. Nice design.. hmn.." he was writing equations as fast he spoke, coating atleast five pages in geometrical measurements and geeky level systems. Within about five minutes, the whole thing was ready to build, he just needed the parts. "Well, Misses, if I find everything I need between here and my place, it'll be done by sunrise. Anything you'd like to request? Color? Lights? Anything?"
In the other room, Eventide had sat down on the couch and pulled his knees to his chest. "I didn't want to say anything with the other's around." his eyes met the older purple's before he glanced back down to his hands. "What are... we going to do tomorrow? We can't just... we can't just stay here in this house constantly? None of us even know how to use--" he was quietened when Gez took control and gave him much more of a fatherly smile than Gaz probably ever could. "Look, you're scared, and that's okay." his alterself spoke quietly, reaching out to ruffle bright purple tresses, "I'm sure you picked up on Zag's mood and then of course everyone else's. Don't worry about it, Eventide. Tomorrow morning we'll decide what we do, nothing will hurt any of you. Not even Ren." Gez watched the boy unravel some, sitting more loosely with his elbows proped on his knees and his hands supporting his head. "Why're you crying?" his tone picked up when he heard cracked sobs. Before he could say anything else, Eventide had snapped up to stare at him with misty, bloodshot eyes, "Because Dad, this is fucking terrifying. This isn't some fun little game. This is the potential death of mankind, and you're just.. pretending it's okay. But it's not." he shook his head, "And... and I get that you're just as scared as I am.. but damn. No plan? None?!" he was silenced when the shapeshifter stood, "Go to bed, Eventide. You're exhausted, don't worry about a plan. I'm not going to nearly lose you again. Now go. I don't want to see you leave that room til' I know you've rested." his tone was sharp, more demanding than usual. But it got a reaction as the child nodded and staggered back to his bedroom. Gaz, now back in control just watched with a sigh, it was almost shameful that he had to depend on an alterego to be the right father to his kids. Grumbling to himself, he stalked back to the kitchen, sitting back down on the counter without a word.
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Post by blackk on Jun 18, 2014 6:15:27 GMT
The moment he was called Zane made him raise a brow. His lips that were curved upwards flattened. A lot of thoughts ran through his mind but didn't give it much thought. He'll think about that later. "Alright." He simply said, before raising a hand to his mouth and giving his hand a slight lick to cover his palm with saliva. Natural lubricant since he was too young to go out and purchase lubricant at the store, imagine that huh? Rubbing that over the tip of his member before working it upwards. "Ah.." He purred as he touched himself. Bringing up his hand again before repeating what he did but this time it was his thumb he wet. He lowered his hand and rubbed his thumb at Issac's entrance, "Only at first... Then eventually you'll get used to it. Heh.." He lowered his gaze to his own length before using it to poke him. Slowly entering him, he gritted his teeth moaning the slightest bit at his tightness. It was true Issac was new to this, I mean, if he wasn't, Marcus would have taken advantage of him a long time ago. He only put half inside of him before he pulled out and and pushed back in slowly, he did this a couple of times and he grasped tightly at Issac's hips. "Hope you're ready for all of it..." He warned, "I'm holding myself back right now... I can't..." He began but he wanted more. He wanted to feel how tight he was all the way. Until he just went ahead and pushed himself all the way in. He leaned his head back and shut his eyes while letting out a few occasional small grunts every time he pushed in. "You..." He breathed. "Feel so fucking g... Good... I'm going faster. Bare wit me." He leant forward and began pumping his cock into him, quickening his pace.
Lilith sat there staring astonishingly at the boys pace the way he was drawing. "Color... Black, of course! The rest... You pick. I'm not so knowledgeable about it than you, played a few video games a few years ago but... I came here and I just had to work more than playing games.. But! Um... I want a laser attachment if possible. I don't want to end up shooting something else other than my initial target." She chuckled half heartedly, giving him a warm smile. "Gaz and I agree you should stay. I mean, who on earth would through you to your death..?" She asked, until her expression turned grim. "Though I won't hesitate to eat you alive if you hurt any of the kids here." Her gaze softened the moment she caught Gaz in her side vision. Speechlessly making his way back into the kitchen she risen from her crouching position and made her way over to him. Casually throwing an arm around him as she stared at him curiously. "Something wrong..? Did something happen?"
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Day 00
Jun 18, 2014 6:39:10 GMT
Post by Purple on Jun 18, 2014 6:39:10 GMT
"What are y--" his tone cut off as his teeth caught his bottom lip to the fingers that were prodding around in his insides. "S-sorry for c-calling you Z-zane, M-Marcus.." his voice was something of a whine. The heat that was pooling off his palms was enough to have the entire ice peice melted off his wrists and nails now digging into the wood countertop. When he'd felt a thicker, more foreign object press to his entrance, that switch was flipped completely and those flames were full blown fires. The first couple of awkward thrusts were pain made over, like being torn apart from the inside, but the longer the other went, the less that bothered him. Little purrs and whimpers would slip, up until the other male thrusted in completely. This single action brightening the blush across the green's face as he arched his back and a rather obscene, lust coated moan spilled from his pale lips. When the other fastened his pace, that Incubi's knowledge finally kicked the innocence as the slightly taller male dropped a hand beneath him, letting shaking pale fingertips wrap his member and move in time with the other male's hips. He'd been rather quiet up until the friction went doubled, then the squeaks and squeals barely halted for much more than misplace moans. "M-marcus, b-bite me again?~" his voice was a bit more floaty than normal.
Roman had set to work already, going through cabinets and finding odds and ends to make the weapon like some sort of robot. The secondary on the other hand was still quiet until Lilith put an arm around him. Without even thinking, he was leaned up against her with a low exhale. "Nothing's wrong. Eventide is just worried that tomorrow things might be harder to handle with it being day two. But I think most... MOST of it, is all in his head." Purple would nod, despite his second thoughts wondering if the kid might actually have a good hunch for once. That thought almost made him uncomfortable, to simply wake to nothing but fire and brimstone... he shook his head. Somewhat nuzzling into the darker color, he'd take a deep breath. "If nothing goes wrong tomorrow, the plan is getting everyone comfortable with their weapon of choice." the way he spoke, it might have seemed more like he was convincing himself just as much as everyone else. "But if we do wake up to hellfire... I guess we start scavaging. If we can build up the arsenal, food stock, water resources, and find atleast another adult... we might... just might be able to make it." Gaz leaned away from her a moment, "If that doesn't work, I don't know what the hell we'll do."
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