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Wow, I haven't been here in forever.
And I honestly only wanted to check on things briefly. A lot of things happened and at the moment, I don't possess a computer. But we'll see, maybe I'll come back once I have a pc again and sorted out a bunch of other things, too.
But I hope everyone has been well in the meantime! :3c
Blinking a little, the coquette turned his head then, meeting the other’s curious gaze with a rather blank look of his own. Ah, he looked confused now… Well, understandably of course. It sounded odd for someone that fought against Team Plasma to say such a thing like he thought they were doing a good thing— And the older knew that quiet well at this point.
"I know it sounds confusing when I say that, yet here I am still with Zekrom." He answered, gaze lowering just a bit.
"I was someone different back then." Very different indeed. "Someone weak. Someone who didn’t have the power to think by himself. So when people told me to do something, I did it to try and make them happy because I was a selfless, oblivious idiot by another name."
It sure didn't ake a lot of sense to him. Blair was the Hero of Ideals, he shouldn't speak so positively of Team Plasma, when he was used to so many alternates talking them down because they were the opposing hero. The knight let out a sigh; furrowing his brows while he tilted his head to one side, all the while snorting under his breath. "Yeah, duh. If you only did what others told you, then you really were fucking weak and stupid, Blair--"
An award for sensitivity; he would definitely go to Touya. Though, of course the brunet new that Blair had changed a lot since then -- for various reasons, both to better and worse. However, it sure was funny...
"I mean, if I had listened to Touko and Cheren the whole time, I surely would have turned out to be Zerom's Hero and not my cousin," the boy shrugged. Usually he didn't particularly like talking about the time he spent as a trainer, but... it was only fair, when Blair talked about his feelings for Team Plasma, right? "To be honest... Before I reached Nimbasa City, I felt creeped out by N and most people in Plasma, especially Ghetsis. I thought they were doing the wrong thing..." Cue an annoyed click of his tongue. "Tch, I was so stupid. Good thing I realised the truth before I fucked myself over even more."
"See you later, Bluebelle. Watch over the cabin for me, okay? ♪"
And off he goes, ready to take on another mission.
❝I'll get stronger, and then I'll show everyone that I can be a hero!❞
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Whenever it came to actions such as this, it had always been Blair who had taken the lead. He was always the one that would’ve pulled the first move and would leave whoever it was gasping into the kiss— but this time it was the other way around apparently. Even though he wanted to say his piece to the knight, Touya had successfully shut him up with kisses every single time and like always when he was given positive, warm attention— he gave in in the end. It was humiliating, it would feed the younger’s ego that already left him smug as it is, but the coquette couldn’t bring himself to break away from the connection that had successfully distracted him and shut him up. He ended up giving in, sighting contently and almost visibly melting as he dared to allow the younger to take the lead and deepen the kiss even more. This was definitely better compared to what they usually did together with each other, this he would admit— fighting and drawing blood all the time wasn’t very fun, especially when it felt like Touya was the only one that wanted the latter specifically. Blair would’ve much rather had a nice time kissing, but nooo… In the past, his alternate had to be tsundere or angry and bite him. Ironic the one time he wanted to say his piece, it was the younger who wanted to give kisses all of a sudden. There was little time to say anything worthwhile when the knight kept him so close and could easily shut him up when he tried to speak.
As tongues slid against one another, a hot shiver ran down the other’s spine at the hand on the back of his neck that toyed with a few strands of chocolate brown hair, making him cave in all the more than he already had. His neck area was a weak spot, and using such a place to one’s own advantage would successfully and quickly manage to get him to submit to the pleasant attention. There was a feeling of embarrassment when a quiet moan bubbled up from his throat because of his attention to his sweet spot that sounded muffled through the connection. Shit that felt good— a bit too good, admittedly. It was common knowledge that he was a person that enjoyed kisses no matter who it was with, but for him to not be in control and let his defense come crumbling down around him and give into those actions was breaking him down. He could almost swear that his legs were trembling a little due to the entire situation, for the enjoyment and lack of air from the deep kisses left him dizzy because he was so unprepared. It was bad because if the knight were to notice, he would surely humiliate him with such information, and so easily at that— but at the same time the dizziness was pleasant because it successfully distracted him and left his body buzzing contently.
When the younger broke the deep kiss, the coquette gasped lightly for air when he was finally able to, eyes that were unable to focus because of the dizziness blinking slowly at the sly Cheshire smile he was given in return because of his alternate’s sudden smugness. Taking a step back, the older leaned against the wall behind him in some attempt to stable himself so he wouldn’t fall over. Uneven, quiet pants escaped his lips as he attempted to find some smart way to respond, but no words seemed to come to mind before Touya had tugged him closer again to flick his tongue out and lick at his lips. He wasn’t fucking cute, and his alternate had no reason whatsoever to be so smug— and yet, here the younger was getting the upper hand. What was worse was that Blair actually tugged him even closer as the connection deepened—
Just in time for him to feel a hand brush down his back and cause it to arch ever so slightly. Now he was really fucked.
He liked it. He liked the sudden display of submission, it was weird and certainly confusion. Usually, it wasn't like this at all. Blair took the lead, Blair initiated kisses and whatever else followed, because the coquette was horribly perverted and couldn't ever stop harassing him. Idiot. However, now that they already were kissing, he couldn't even resist the temptation anymore. Ah, it was far too pleasant, most specifically because Blair shivered so nicely under the movements of their lips, giving him far too much room to tease him again and again, while they seemed to melt against one another. Of course none of that didn't pass the knight without affecting him in some way. His heart beat faster, thudding against his chest in excitement and anticipation just as Touya nipped gently at Blair's bottom lip, giving the tender flesh a brief suck before he deepened the connection at once.
Who would have thought that kissing Blair would be so pleasant this time? In any case, Touya couldn't deny that kissing the coquette was better than having to deal with their usual bickering, that would only end with their feelings hurt and skin damaged. After all, never did they ever fight without it turning physical. A soft dizziness nestled inside his head, caused by the lack of air that came with the lasting kiss -- a shame that it had to end, but it was worth pulling away. Blair was so out of it! The knight wasn't sure if he had ever seen his alternate so flustered and worked up before, and for some reason... it gave hi a sense of happiness and pride. Perhaps it was because he had done so. He had gotten Blair worked up with nothing but a kiss, wasn't that great? Of course... he was kind of flustered by it, too. The brunet hadn't intended to let it go that far, but now that they had reached this point, he didn't want to stop either, more than willing to close the gap and approach his alternate, even as the coquette leaned against the wall behind him.
Were his legs shaky? Was he scared to lose his balance if he didn't lean back?
The knight couldn't help but smile, smile into the kiss they shared once again -- he couldn't help but feel smug, all the while wrapping his free arm around the coquette's neck and leaning against him. Oh. Blair arched his back. Touya repeated the motion, gently dragging his fingers down the coquette's back before he pulled away from the kiss, merely leaning his forehead against Blair's. "Are you... getting excited?" he whispered against the boy's lips, even daring to lick them in a teasing fashion before he chuckled quietly. "That's really cute. ♥"
"We can... We can play if you want," the knight suggested as he reached for the front of Blair's jacket and tugged the zipper down, eagerly letting fingers brush across the chest hidden behind his shirt. "I- I really don't mind." And yet, there was a hint of nervousness flickering in his gaze when he kissed Blair again; the kiss lingering for a moment. "Your rules if you want, too."
While Blair seemed like the type to be selfish and not care for anyone aside from himself and just took what he wanted, in reality of course this wasn’t the case since that side of him was just a mask; a facade to protect himself and the image he had now. He was basically protecting this selfish, manipulative person mostly everyone saw him as in the end, but with how much he had been broken down time and time again… Of course he’d want to protect himself when surely that mentality of his couldn’t take anymore than what had already happened. Yes, he acted like he only cared about himself, but in reality he was all too selfless to the individuals he got attached to and ended up caring for. He was basically similar to that of an overworrying older brother that would scold his sibling when they got in trouble because they did something reckless or hurt themselves. Touya was certainly a prime example for him to complain over as he took care of his wound on his back given to him by one of his own pokemon. Jeez, he understood the idiot was from Team Plasma and shit, but everyone had to put their pokemon in line at some point! He would’ve slapped his alternate upside the head, but of course he was already hurt as it is and the coquette had to tend to his wound his ‘friend’ had given him.
“Hm… I guess.” The coquette mused as he continued to dab the wound with the cloth in hand, head canting slowly to one side with a quiet hum. This was true, Ghetsis was a person that didn’t really deserve to have pokemon when he seemed to be so abusive. Blair hadn’t seen Ghetsis or any alternate of his since the man had disappeared like his asshole son… Tch, they really were related, that was for sure. Touya was better as a trainer for the dragon… Albeit he let himself be a doormat. “You’re much better than Ghetsis as a trainer or friend or whatever it is you call yourself and you’re basically ideal Mama material. You just gotta stop being a doormat and take charge…” Hm, well telling Touya of all people that was silly as it is. He should casually elaborate in that case. “Like… I know you’re not good at it at all, especially with people, but Team Plasma believes in humans and pokemon as equal, right? You’d call me out on my shit and set me straight, so it should be the same with your friend.” Or something like that anyway… Maybe he was just talking a bunch of stupid nonsense in the end.
He was expecting Touya to say as much, at least.
He was silent for a little while then, still gently and carefully tending to damaged skin. Fingers from his free hand moved to tail down against the skin that hadn’t been harmed softly as if to come some sort of distraction to make his alternate shiver to contrast against the pain. Blair couldn’t help but pause eventually when the younger spoke up again, eyeing the back of Touya’s head curiously before giving a quiet, amused laugh and leaning closer to press an affectionate kiss to his bare neck and speak against the skin. “Of course I came to visit you, you idiot. You’re my friend.” This was a concept neither of them could understand well, but he was still being honest. “I worry about you, so I gotta come around to make sure you don’t get hurt.” Kind of like how he was right now, actually.
Hissing quietly under his breath, Touya endured the discofmort and light stinging pain that came with Blair's treatment of his shoulder while he held still, keeping his gaze lowered. The claw marks really did hurt -- even though a Hydreigon's hindlegs didn't look very strong, they still possessed sharp claws that could severely damage skin with no effort at all. Just as it was the case for Touya, huh? One moment in which he didn't pay attention, and suddenly Oz lost control over his own strength and ran havoc. At least no one else had gotten hurt, that was a good thing, right? The knight didn't even want to imagine what it would have been like if anyone in White Forest had gotten hurt. He liked this place and didn't want to be forced to leave. After all, the people actually accepted him and his weird ways of protecting the Pokémon that lived here!
The knight sighed quietly, glancing over his shoulder to watch the coquette as he spoke up again. "I'm not a trainer, Blair. Just because my friends insist on the pokeballs, doesn't mean I like their decision." But he accepted it, because... well, they accepted his decisions, too. Whether they be good or bad, after all. But Touya couldn't help but flush under the other's words -- calling him mama material was kind of farfetched, wasn't it? He didnt even know what it was like to grow up in a working family, let alone what it took to be a parent. It confused him so much, however he didn't want to talk back, when he knew that Blair wasn't completely wrong. Perhaps he should be stricter with Oz and scold him when he did bad. But whenever something like this happened, Touya knew that the dragon felt bad afterwards. Today wasn't any different, for he was well aware that the Dark-type hid in the bed room and tried to make himself as invisible as possible, even though that wasn't quite possible for a dragon of his size. Oz wasn't a bad Pokémon. Insane? Yes. Unstable? Yes. But not bad. He was good at heart.
"Maybe you're right and I should take the charge more often with him... I'm not scared when he snaps, but I'm scared that he might hurt someone else. Pokémon or human alike, it doesn't matter, I don't want him to get in trouble," Touya retorted quietly, surprisingly honest on top of that as he directed his gaze back at the wall in front of him, humming quietly.
Ugh, he needed to stop thinking so much. The silence was welcomed, very welcomed but at the same time the knight couldn't help but hiss quietly again. The wound hurt more than he liked to admit right now, hence as to why he was more than surprised to feel fingers brush over the unharmed skin of his lower back, the careful touch making him shiver, though it also sharpened his attention on the coquette; cheeks heating up in growing embarrassment. Stupid Blair...!
"B- Blair!" A flustered whine fell from his lips, just as he took note of the kiss placed against his neck. Blair is so stupid, did he really have to do that! Couldn't he have gotten his point across without doing that? Clenching his fingers into the fabric of his pants, the knight huffed loudly. "D- Don't do that, dipshit-- You're an idiot." Yet it made him happy; really happy to hear that the other had worried and wanted to see him because of that. Touya hesitantly lowered his voice and glanced over his shoulder again, catching a glimpse of the coquette. "... I'm sorry for worrying you, I guess. Oz isn't usually like that... Anyway--" Cue a sigh. "How does the wound look like? Do you think it might get infected?"
Touya was slowly sinking against him and, finally, Black felt Touya’s tongue running along his skin to lap at the blood that trailed down from the wound. The sensation left him shivering lightly, his back arching lightly to press himself closer to the knight as he tilted his head to give him more access to his neck. Slowly, Touya was becoming more involved in what they were doing, and Black couldn’t help but let out a small sigh as Touya’s teeth bit into his neck more harshly.
The pain was welcomed. Having Touya biting at his neck like this, feeling him arching his back against him ever so lightly, and with access to exploring his back with soft fingers, it only made him feel heated, pulling Touya closer to himself. He wanted Touya and, even more, Black wanted Touya to want him as much as he did.
The pain wasn’t a problem, to him. Rather, it only added to the sensations that Touya was giving him, to his nips and the press of his body against him.
"… I don’t… think you understand who is tempting who in here…" Black murmured, dragging his nails lightly down Touya’s back in a teasing gesture as the knight leaned up. Watching him with heavy lidded eyes, Black couldn’t stop a small smile as Touya brushed the hair out of his face, but before he could say anything, the knight’s lips pressed against his, teeth teasing at the soft skin and, without a moment of hesitation, Black kissed him back with a heated sigh.
Black ran his tongue along Touya’s bottom lip, his fingers digging into the knight’s back lightly as he pulled him tighter against himself. He wanted him, far too much already. It wasn’t right how intoxicated he got at Touya’s smaller gestures and touches, but he just wanted to have him closer to him.
He shouldn't be so tempted and weakwilled to give into Black's offers, after all the knight liked the taste of blood, enjoying the bitter sweetness that clung to the tip of his tongue as he licked it off his neck. But ah, it wasn't okay. He shouldn't be so tempted to enjoy his noises and reactions. They were so wonderful and nice, sending shivers down his spine as he leaned more against his alternate and licked his lips, whimpering weakly upon the teasing ministrations. The assassin wasn't making this easy for him, not at all. How was he supposed to resist him when the older ran his fingers down his back and left him shivering for more?
Blackie was tempting him, drawing him closer and closer until he couldn't resist anymore. The kiss wore his resistance down, more and more did he melt against him while he willingly scooted closer, pressing himself against the assassin and gasping into the connection. "Hn--" Ah, it wasn't fair. Having his alternate so close, he could feel himself grow more heated. Lightly sucking on the older's bottom lip, Touya eventually pulled away to pant for air, breathing so quickly and shallow that it was more than just obvious that he was excited. It was embarrassing, even tainting his cheeks a dark red while he regarded the assassin with half-lidded eyes and rested their foreheads together. "B- Blackie... Why are you doing this to me--"
A rhetoric question with no meaning or need for an answer. Neither of them knew why the other was so intoxicating or alluring to them, neither of them could tell why they were so easily heated and bothered when they kissed and touched each other. However, it didn't matter either way. As long as they enjoyed those moments, Touya didn't need an answer to those questions. He only wanted to be close to his alternate and lure more of those sweet noises out of him. Cupping the sides of the other's face, Touya kissed him again -- ironically innocent and sweet before he smiled at him; genuine and flustered. "You... You can be tempted, too. It's only fair if you touch me as well."
Little pecks placed against Black's lips served as direction, for the knight allowed his hands to brush down the taller's chest before he reached for the zipper of his friend's jacket, unhesitatingly pulling it down before he leaned closer, once more capturing his lips in a needy kiss.
To know that she was wrong all along, but didn’t quite understand how she missed it, it made her feel like a failure in a way, actually, in many ways. Her gaze fell to the ground and she stood there in silence for a brief moment to take things in. She appreciated the advice, she really did, but the last few things that came out of his mouth seemed to hit a spot she didn’t know she had. Of all this time, where and when did she go wrong?
“So that’s it…” She mused, “Tell me, how do I become a better trainer, then?” She lifted her head up again and looked him in the eyes. In the eyes of people today, to become a better trainer meant to become stronger, mentally and physically. Mei wondered, is that really all there was to power? Since when did power ever become a necessity in battle anyways? When did battling even become a must? She was very confused about the world, but in order to keep up, she followed behind everyone else. Battling was the least of her worries though, she honestly wanted to be able to know what to do for her Pokemon to make them happy outside of the battlefield. But, the way she was taught, battling made them happy. However, Mei felt that there was more to it, so she took time away from competing and spent more time trying to understand her Pokemon more at home. Apparently that just wasn’t enough, though. But honestly, who was to say she was wrong? Everyone was wrong in a way, then, right? Including him? He was a Pokemon trainer, right? Just who was this boy anyways? Mei wanted to know more, more about his ‘teachings’ and about himself.
She was doubting herself. It was always so pleasant and wonderful to see trainers in doubt; to see the growing insecurity in their eyes when they didn't know anymore what to do to strengthen their confidence. It was always easy to plant the seed of doubt. However, it usually took far longer for the little thought to bloom into something much bigger. But he couldn't deny that he was all the more pleased that she asked him for advice.
Poor, innocent Mei. She probably asked the worst person there was. after all, he hated trainers. They were disgusting, egotistical and didn't care for their Pokémon in the slightest, no matter how much they insisted of the opposite. At least she still had the chance to redeem herself... Mei was genuinely interested form what he had seen so far, with the right words, he could trick her into releasing her friends... It would be better if they didn't have to deal with the duties of a trainer. Wasn't that right? Thoughts ticked away in his mind, evoking him to close his eyes pensively, while he furrowed his brows in apparent concern for the girl's worries. "Mhh, that's hard to tell. Maybe I'm too harsh with trainers, but... Personally, I don't think that good trainers exist."
"You see... No matter how much you try, in the end you still make your Pokémon fight against others. They get hurt for your sake because you order them to do so. Would you want to make your friend fight someone bigger and stronger than him, just for your own reasons?" It was only an example, but perhaps he would hit a point in the girl. Touya sighed quietly and folded his arms across his chest. "I'm not a trainer anymore. After one of my friends died in battle, I can't stand the thought of being one. It really upsets me that people disregard all those risks, just because our society is based on Pokémon battles and contests."
"Well the Chasm’s dangerous enough that anything can really be explained as an accident. People fall all the time, hit their heads in the caves, attack something they shouldn’t and get trampled. That’s never the problem when it comes to it. It’s just boring. And it’s not like I can’t deal my own punishment in the Chasm either. My turf my rules, even the cops have their straight." Granted sometimes people did try to get them to look into accidents but if Touya said no about it, the investigate ended and the case went cold.
"Well I can’t really change the people I deal with now can I? Poachers are the only ones that really care about doing shit that makes me angry enough to do it and they’re all pussies when it all comes down to it. Guess it explains why they try taking out Pokemon instead of dealing with me. Fucking pricks." Now he’s just getting angry about all of this stuff.
Geez, once Orph actually got started, he sure couldn't stop anymore, huh? Or in this case, he wasn't shutting up anymore, even though Touya had already given up on trying to make it sound more appealing to the Keeper to just kill the poachers off. It was a shame that his alternate was so boring, but hey, he couldn't change it anymore. Each to their own. Still, it must be convenient to have the police on your side. Ah, how nice it would be if he could go about his jobs without having to worry about any interruptions. Perhaps that was a point where they should spread their influence next? Officials were always useful members in Team Plasma.
"Now, now. Calm down again, Orph. It's no use to get upset now. I mean, everything is okay at the moment, isn't it?" the knight laughed quietly, resisting the urge to pat the taller's head, no matter how nicely ridiculous it would have been. "I can imagine your frustration, but hey, it could be a lot worse. At least you can fight those idiots off however you want. That's a good thing, right?"
okay, i'll head over to Alba for now!! that means i'll be over here for the next couple of hours if not for the rest of the night \o/
Unfortunately for the human boy, all Rchimedes could do was scoff in the most amused of fashions, also crossing his arms over his chest— though it was more an action of arrogance than it was for the same reason the other had. How could he not act that way given who he was?
"That’s not something I can change considering my level of importance." He was the Demon Lord, after all!
Aha— He had the boy’s attention. That meant he was at least interested in bothering with him… Which of course was obvious. Who wouldn’t want a chance to speak with someone such as himself? “I am Rchimedes, the Demon Lord!”
What an arrogant freak of nature. Who did he even think he is? Speaking with such exaggerated ignorance and arrogance was disgusting. For a moment, Touya was actually tempting to get the best of him and throw one of his knives at him. After all, he wouldn't be able to speak so much nonsense if he had a dagger in his forehead, right?
Ah, that was a really pleasant thought, to be honest.
What. Touya blinked, furrowing his brows in growing confusing at the introduction. He couldn't help but think that this was weird. Demon Lord? What sane person introduced himself that way? Letting out a hum, the knight gave a quick nod in acceptance. "Uh, nice to meet you, I guess," he responded slowly, almost hesitantly. "But what's a Demon Lord. Sounds like the title of a video game."
The offer is accepted without any hesitance. A quick nod is sent the other boy’s way, and Kyouhei straightens himself out, a hand set on his chest as if it’ll help his lungs cease their aching.
It doesn’t.
"Thank you! Thank you so much. I lost him not that long ago— and this place is so busy. I’m worried,” it’s his own fucking stupid fault for letting the eevee out of his sight in the first place. Still, the offer of help is much appreciated; with two people working together to find his partner, it’ll be much more efficient. He considers calling a pokémon out to aid him, but figures the risk of another running off isn’t worth taking. "He couldn’t have gone that far, though…"
"He was with me up until I got to the market. I already checked around the general area." Kyouhei’s brow furrows in concern, running over possibilities in his head. What if Cher Ami had left the city entirely? Even worse, what if Plasma had picked him up? The younger brunet presses his hands to his face, drawing in a shuddering sigh. "He’s never ran off before, you see. None of my pokémon have, so I don’t know how to handle this."
The other boy was so relieved that he offered to help him... While he didn't approve that he had let the Pokémon out of sight in the first place, the knight could see that he was genuinely worried and concerned for his friend, hoping to find him as soon as possible. Offering a breif sigh, Touya reached out to pet the boy's shoulder in a reassuring fashion. "Calm down. It won't help you find your friend if you freak out like this. It's important to stay calm, I know that it's not easy to do." However it was necessary if they wanted to find Eevee.
At least the other could tell him where the Pokéon had run off to. "The market, huh..."
Turning his attention to the large hall ahead of them, the knight hummed under his breath, pensively on top of that. "Perhaps your friend was attracted by the different scents inside the market? Have you already looked inside?" he tilted his head to one side, all the while looking back to the brunet with a enquiring stare. "It wouldn't be the first time that a Pokémon got curious and wandered off."
"Have you checked inside yet?" he asked, scratching his chin before he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his pants. "If your friend isn't within the market hall, it might be difficult to find him. There's currently a tournament going on at the PWT, it would be bad if he went there."
Let’s not worry about the onsie considering that’s the most harmless thing about the man with black and white hair and strange looking eyes.
Hmmm… That wasn’t how humans greeted each other? “I assumed the wrong creature then, apparently. Calm down.”
He seemed to be an interesting human, though, and the poor Demon Lord was bored. What was better than bothering someone for entertainment? “And what is your name?”
This guy was getting weirder by the second. What's with that make-up anyway? He had seen stranger hair, but it still gave Touya incentive to stay on guard.
"...Don't speak so high and mighty, that's pissing me off." He hated people like that. It was obvious that this guy was nothing but a human, too.
Folding his arms across his chest, the brunet furrowed his brows. Should he really bother giving his name out? He couldn't deny that he was curious about this freak. "Name's Touya. And who are you?"
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A click of her tongue was heard, hand raising to wipe away the bitter tears that suddenly had become far too painful for her to continue to allow them to cascade down her face. Instead, agonized countenance was replaced with annoyance— irritation laced with anger. His facial features denied the very words he spoke, a liar to the very end to where the imitator felt the rising urge to connect the palm of her hand with the side of his face in hopes of slapping some bit of sense back into his confusing words.
However, she withheld that urge in the form of hands balling themselves into white knuckled fists.
❝I’m not going to cry for you, not like this. You’re a horrible liar, Touya. It’s written over the very crevices of your face and you can’t hide it from me. You still haven’t explained yourself, why you continually kept trying to treat me with kindness only to rebuttal everything with cruel words and scornful laughs. If you didn’t want to befriend me, then why would you go through all that trouble when you could have killed me right off the bat when you realized I didn’t agree with your ideals?
—Why would you be so gentle only to call yourself a monster? What was the point of puzzling me to this extent?❞
Milk coffee optics raised to meet his, expressions unreadable as her stare connected in a dead on lock.
❝You say you want me to be afraid of you… But perhaps it is the other way around. You are afraid of me. Am I wrong? You keep me at an arm’s length for reasons I understand— Not wanting me to get hurt despite how you make it sound inevitable regardless… But you never let me get any further away than that.❞
She was upset. He could see the clear signs of her unhappiness in the way she balled her fists. Had he done it? Would she finally snap and sow her anger? It would please him in a sick fashion, mostly because he loved seeing people riled up and out of their right ind. They always had such interesting and amusing reactions, it was fun to watch them break down once the first shock passed! But would it be the same thing with Copycat? Would it be just as fun to see her break?
It was almost a shame that she didn't want to cry anymore.
"Hah, don't make me laugh! You're calling me a liar, but what about you? Aren't you the biggest liar around, constantly hiding behind your sweet smiles and actions, even though people treat you badly? I don't need to have a reason, nor do I have to explain myself to the likes of you! I'm way above you anyway, Copycat."
Did it matter that he had treated her with kindness every once in a while? He wasn't a downright killer who got rid of anyone disagreeing with them. As long as she treated her friends correctly, he didn't care. She was of no worth, only a small pawn in a game of chess.
Yet, her words made him flinch ever. Touya couldn't believe it either. But it really did happen; his voice cracked and he averted his gaze, no matter how hard he tried to keep his composure.
"Be quiet. Don't be ridiculous," he hissed under his breath, taking a threatening step towards the brunette before he inhaled shakily. "I'm not scared of you! You're nothing, you're just a little girl that's going to break as soon as someone lays hand on you! I don't need to be scared of a fool like you!" Then why did his sight blur more than before?
"What’s with the look? Isn’t that how humans greet each other?"
Rchimedes, you’re not human.
… And humans aren’t dogs. Though considering this is him, he probably considers them on such a level anyway.
What a fucking weirdo in an onesie.
"Of course that's not how people greet each other, it's disgusting!"
Not to mention that it was creepy and disturbing to let a mere stranger so close to your very self.
Please don't do it again.
licks you tbh
The sarcasm in his alternate’s voice was dully noted, unfortunately for Touya. Touya was a knight for Team Plasma, so didn’t it go without saying his thoughts and opinions in terms of family would be different than how Blair saw it. No doubt the younger hadn’t seen his family since he joined the ranks of that organization— or at the very least, he hadn’t had any direct contact with them. No family member was going to be happy if you were a criminal or did bad things, and such could definitely be also said for the relationship Blair had with his mother, considering she had disowned him upon the realization he had become a whore just as his father had even though she had tried so hard to keep him innocent minded so he would remain a kindhearted boy that only wanted to help other people. He had been that way for a while, but all of that would soon come to ruin the day he went on his journey with his other friends that lived in Nuvema town. The moment the person he once was had met N Harmonia and showed interest in him, that was his downfall— and in the end, he turned into the slut he was now that went around sleeping with people and using them for his sick obsession that he had now. In the end, this had all boiled down to the current situation. Two individuals that had been tossed away by their families were now inside Blair’s room, actually in agreement for once to have sex with each other when before it had been more forced from the older brunet who couldn’t accept not getting his way for once.
First time for everything though, right?
The older couldn’t help but chuckle in amusement at the words the younger spoke after he had fell back against the bed, pushing himself up onto his elbows before speaking them. Well, of course the knight himself wouldn’t look back too fondly on such a day considering Blair had forced him into having sex (with his hands rendered useless, even) and being the first one to fuck him no doubt considering the type of person he was. To Touya it wasn’t a fun time, but this of course was only because he was a belligerent person that didn’t want to allow the coquette to get his way which was then responded with punishment— or in that case, being fucked raw till he couldn’t walk. Honestly! Blair could have left him there, but he didn’t, so wasn’t he kind back then if you considered everything? Besides… Touya enjoyed it. They both knew that with how he moaned and begged as if he were the whore instead of the person fucking him. “Lighten up, things are better this time anyway—” he responded, though he couldn’t say anymore before he was pulled into a rough kiss.
The words that came after such an action made him narrow his eyes, biting back an almost childish huff at the words before he merely rolled his eyes instead. Moments later he found himself grunting quietly under his breath when he felt the knight bite into his bottom lip— and so roughly at that that he could taste copper on his tongue. Ugh, how disgusting that Touya was actually getting a kick our of licking it off. He was lucky he was right… Not that Blair would ever agree or admit to that, of course.
"You’re too talkative and there’s still too many clothes to take off." He ended up responding, tilting the younger’s chin up to speak against his lips before his hands wandered down to the belt around his waist and began to unbuckle it. The jacket was already unzipped and would be easy to remove, but now he had to get rid of other things. "Leave the complaints for afterwards, Touyachi."
Lighten up-- Blair could say that so easily; he hadn't been the one forced on his back with his hands rendered practically useless by handcuffs the first time they engaged in these things together. The memory still left behind a bitter taste on the tip of his tongue, clearly showing just how unhappy Touya was about losing his first time to Blair. But of course, he had been stupid enough to let his guard down around the coquette. It was his own fault that Blair used force to get what he wanted, perhaps he could have enjoyed it some more if he hadn't been so stubborn the whole time. But alas, now he was once more stuck with the coquette -- all that because he had uttered a ridiculous thought that had plagued his mind for a while. He didn't want to admit it, but he had liked the feeling of pleasure in the end.
So perhaps it wouldn't be so bad to experience it again, this time without force and being rendered immobile by his alternate? Blair already gave him no choice but to comply with the current situation, considering he was on his back and the older boy leaned over him.
Not that he intended to give up just like that. This time he would prove to Blair that he would stick to his word, even if it cost him a lot of self composure not to kick him away -- instead he bit him, at least. Biting has always been something nice to him. Nips and bites could be as gentle as they could be rough, but with Blair he wouldn't bother being nice and soft. Besides, the droplets of blood tasted so sweet on the tip of his tongue, putting him into a complacent mood, even as he listened to Blair's ridiculous complaints. "Sh- shut up, I can still kick you off the bed!" Who cared if the bed was officially Blair's. However before he could even avoid his eyes, he already felt Blair's hand tilt his chin up, forcing him to meet the older's gaze, while his cheeks heated up in embarrassment.
"Fine--" Touya scoffed against Blair's lips, very well aware of the hand fumbling with his belt buckle. This was going so fast... His stupid alternate sure was in a hurry to get him undressed, wasn't he? It was embarrassing, but at the same time he couldn't even deny that it had something exciting, too. "Let's get over with it, then. Hurry up as much as you want." And with that, he wrapped his arms around the coquette's neck and pulled him closer, effectively closing the gap and capturing his lips in a harsh kiss.
