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@alphaenzo
wardxg:
“You are impossible sometimes.” Syke pointed out in a bit of a bitter tone. He liked Enzo more than others but he wasn’t above being annoyed with the Alpha. Maybe slightly less annoyed with him than most but still annoyed. He sighed and stayed pretty close to Enzo even as he called him out on his empty words. They weren’t that empty though. Syke did want him to come back to his place. He wanted to have a good time with the Alpha and show off just how much he could take. Besides that, Syke was sure that Enzo wouldn’t treat him like he was some piece of glass ready to break like some other Alphas treated their Omegas. He wasn’t breakable. Grabbing Enzo’s hand, Syke tugged him forwards. “Stop being so sour. Let’s go. You wanna see how much I can take then lets do it.” Syke walked towards his building. “Because I am pretty sure you can’t handle me, Enzo. You should keep that Hotel room jsut incase you need a break.” He hissed glancing over his shoulder at the Alpha. Not an ounce of fear or worry in his eyes. In fact he was daring Enzo to push his limits. “Trust me, you’ll need a break when I’m done with you.”
He kind of enjoyed being sour, eyes lowering to his hand that was taken. The omega was far too eager, he wondered if he was just a horny fuck or something else was the case. “You seem to be trying to prove something here, why is that?” He figured it had something to do with the other pack members, which he stood with them if that were true. Most omegas were fragile, they belonged on their knees to worship and provide. Yet some could handle themselves, it was those he enjoyed knocking down a few pegs. With that hand taken, he pulled Skye back so he could slam into his chest, free arm wrapping around his waist. “You have nothing to prove to me, though it seems you want it rough so I’ll leave you bruised and sore, aching for more. Just know if I go too far that’s on you.” Sometimes he could take things too far, sometimes be a little too rough one time he was far too rough and it didn’t end well for the omega he was fucking. It wasn’t something he could control.
wardxg:
“I can be stressed and not afraid.” Syke scoffed and crossed his own arms over his chest. He couldn’t help but give a bit of a laugh at the comment about teeth and claws. He knew very well that they only got him so far. He did have a knife on him at all times these days. Just incase. It was better than not being armed at all. Humming, Syke reached out with one arm and wrapped his fist in the collar of the Alpha’s shirt. He tugged the other forwards, close enough that it looked like he might just kiss him but he didn’t. “Geez, Enzo, a hotel?” He mocked the others words. “Why don’t you come stay with me instead,” Syke went on his hips pressing against the others.”and keep me occupied for days to come.” He leaned forwards and bite Enzo’s lower lip, harder than most Syke was sure before leaning back. “Try me.” He dared before letting go of the Alpha.
“Stressed, well that’s just annoying but afraid... That might just turn me on a little bit.” This was a good time to be an alpha, with most of the omegas scared, one dead, maybe more soon it would be easy pickings. He always liked a good little omega. “See, empty words not sure If I can’t to take you up on that offer now. The big bad killer might make you his next mauled up target, shouldn’t get in the way of that.” He didn’t move if anything simply stared the omega down. “A little bite proves nothing, other’s would have made me bleed.” His collar was messed up now, adjusting his shirt so he fixed it. “We will see how you last dealing with me for a few days, I’ll keep my hotel just in case you don’t want me around.”
wardxg:
“Awe, you think I have nice lips?” Syke cooed as he looked at the once more. He was a pretty good looking guy. Enzo that is. Yeah, he could be scary as hell sometimes but thats kinda what Syke liked about him. He didn’t really give a shit about other peoples shit. It was refreshing as hell in this town. Some days gossip seemed more valuable than money. “I am not scared.” He grunted before flicking the butt of his cigarette down on to the ground. “I hope he comes after. At least then I’d be able to show him that Omega’s have claws and teeth too.” He pointed out before turning to face Enzo more completely. Syke’s eyes flicked over his face for a second. “What if I want to go stay with you but I don’t want you to keep me safe. Safe is boring.” Syke smirked. “If I go home with you, things better get dangerous.”
“Your little, uh- what was it? Stressed break down says otherwise.” The alpha smirked, tongue dragging out along his lips. “Claws and teeth only get you so far.” He had knives, he had guns, he had various forms of protection or ways to attack. Honestly, sometimes being messy just wasn’t the way to go when you had to kill a few people. “You see, that was the part where you are supposed to say. Gee, Enzo, a hotel? Why not come stay with me instead and keep me occupied for days to come.” He stepped forward, inhaling the other’s faint scent in the air. “Not sure you can handle my kind of dangerous.”
a little sunshine never hurt nobody.
wardxg:
Rolling his eyes, Syke glanced at Enzo’s hand and where it was place on his body. He cocked a smile on to his face. If his head height was there his mouth would be in just the right place to make Enzo pretty fuckin’ happy. “I am sure you’d love it if I could slip down to six pack level.” He grumbled out before pulling out his pack of smokes to take another one for himself before offering one to the other man. He was one of few people in this town that Syke could stand to be around. “Either that or they just have a hate on for Omegas. Which means I am somewhere on the list and there for its a little bit about me.” He pointed out, and explained his worries. “I could be next, Enzo. You don’t worry because you don’t have to. Anyone comes at you and you’d probably break their fuckin’neck before they get a word out. Guy twice my size attacks me and I have a knife. If I am lucky I’ll get a stab in. Make the fucker bleed before he completely does me in.”
“Well, when you have nice lips such as those why not put them to better use.” He smirked, arms crossing along his chest. “I’m sure it was because they were Terra trash, rather than some omega.” Although he could be wrong it could have been some random freak encounter which meant it held no pattern and no motive. Either way, he gave them a few claps. “Yeah, you could be next, just some little omega being mauled. Seeing the fear in your eyes, you all worked up fighting back is kind of hot as it plays in my head.” A little chuckled escaped him, head shaking. “You could always come to stay with me if you are that scared-” Alright he was still living in some hotel but it was until he found the place he liked. “I might just be able to keep you safe.”
fiesty-finn:
“There’s no way it was someone from my pack!” Finn huffed as he glared at the person who accused one of his pack members to be the attacker. “There’s no evidence! Whatever happened to innocent until proven guilty? If you want to accuse my pack members of such things, feel free to take your happy ass out of this bar.” The normally happy and playful bartender growled as he glared at the other.
“Easy little omega, it could have been someone from our pack. You can’t say there’s no way when it reminds me of something I would do.” He stood between the omega and the other, eyes roaming over Finn. “I’d love a good bar fight, but that doesn’t help your case of pointing fingers. Seems a little out of control if you ask me.” The male smiled, he could take them, they were just scared, angry and that was sloppy. “So you go away and I’ll deal with Finn here.”
wardxg:
“-Yeah I am fuckin’ stressed out okay?” Syke snapped, his face falling into his hands as he ran them through his hair. “Some kid got fuckin’ ripped apart right outside of a party. No one heard him. No one saw the attack. They just found him close to death.” He hissed before taking a long drag on one of his cigarettes. Leaning his head back, he breathed out through his lips and shook his head. “That’s messed up. So fuckin’messed up. What is wrong with people these days?” He asked tapping the butt of his smoke out on the ground. How where things like this still happening? He wasn’t an idealist by any means but he thought they were past random attacks in the streets.
“Where my hand is at, that’s where you are-” The hand was even with his nose, eyes locked on the male as he had his little freakout. “I think it’s time you come down to about say, six pack level.” His hand lowered to his stomach, brows rising. “Aye, what can you do some people are a little messed up you can’t blame them for that.” Himself included which is why he was so calm. This didn’ bother him, actually whoever did do it maybe they needed a pat on the back. “Give them credit, they know how to stir shit up, and it seems to be working. Here some advice, get over it. It wasn’t you, why stress about the what if or I could be next.”
Beach Shots
Nah, bro. I don’t–I don’t think you a chump, man. I mean, a bitch for sure, but not a chump.
benjaminxfoster:
“I swear some of these kids do this on purpose.” The word’s were a tired grumble beneath the wolf’s breath as he set about marking the last of the essays. He’d had to take his work to the coffee shop near campus, namely because if he didn’t get a caffeine hit soon he’d probably have just spent his night sleeping at his desk, rather than anything vaguely productive. Whilst he understood heat and rut were just a natural cycle these kids were discovering for the first time, it was always the same students making the excuse. He even adjusted when he gave them their assignments to work around their particular issues, but no. Here he was, grading the late assignment and really, really, wishing that would be it for the night.
Of course, then some assholehad to come along and ram right in to his table, knocking his coffee over and ruining the paper inf ront of him. “Shit. Shit.” Another growl beneath his breath, gaze turning up toward the man responsible. “Seriously?”
It wasn’t as though the hotel provided him with means to a coffee pot, though he has plenty of money he has yet to officially find a place to live. The previous night was a rough one, so it leads to drinking which leads to more drinking and so on until he was now here, getting himself two large coffees to not only wake him up but hopefully make him feel better. It was easy to tell why he needed the coffee if not by his slurred words but the way he walked, his movement a little slower than usual. It was bumping into the table or it was falling over, and he picked the table. The outcome though he didn’t expect, looking down at the spilled coffee as it ran along the table and over papers.
“Simmer down, don’t get those panties in a knot.” He huffed out, smile upon his face. Not even this guy could bring down his somewhat happy mood. “Seriously, shit happens.”
leo-txrner:
“If I would have wanted a lecture I would have done the same,” Leo quipped back instantly, his tone bitter as he looked up at the rude person opposite him. The table was big enough that it wouldn’t have been uncomfortable, but this guy just had to say something. He was vaguely familiar as a fellow pack member, but that wouldn’t stop Leo from biting back at him. "Not too sure many people would want to sit with you if that’s how you talk to them.”
@leo-txrner
“Next time I won’t say anything, maybe next time I’ll start shooting and I won’t have to worry about anyone sitting with me.” He warned, eyes rising as he glared at the male. “Find a new table or maybe go sit on the damn floor.” He was blunt, honest and often spoke his mind to just about anyone. “Or maybe something you wanted? If not you are wasting my time.”
goaway-stayaway-luke:
Luke was starving. During his heat he didnt really eay, and when he did it was from his junk food pile he had accumulated. So, here he was in a cafe barely over his heat with a fist full of some loose cash to get a large breakfast. When they handed him the large platter of breakfast food Luke just went and sat down at the first table he saw, not realizing (or caring) someone else was there. With his headphones drowning out the other’s voice, Luke dug into the pancakes, solely focused on his food.
Well, that was annoying, some fool joining his table and making himself right at home. Eyes moved up, a glare locked on the other. With his files being shut, he leaned forward, fingers snapping above the food where the males attention should be.