𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔦𝔢

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pvteryal:

Konstantin hadn’t been expecting the punch upon his profile, frame stumbling back slightly as his hand raised to palm against his now aching features in pure shock, having expected the rent-boy to have obeyed his every word and done as he said, but instead he had been met with the complete and utter opposite of such actions and it had caught him off guard entirely. He didn’t even want to keep up his actions of dominance, now feeling almost intimidated by the man that currently opposed since he was clearly capable of violence when he needed to be, and Konstantin wasn’t exactly a fighter of any sort. No words escaped his lips, instead he just stared towards Carter in shock, hand still holding against his already bruising profile as his heart rapidly pounded within confines of his chest.

‘You know, I meet some fucking assholes in my time, yeah? That’s the nature of this damn job, I get used, I get abused, and I lap it up like the dog I am -- and maybe if you had done this shit in the club? You could have punched me and I’d be calling you fucking DADDY and begging you to hit me harder as you’re shoving your dick ten inches into me -- but I ain’t. I’m just here, having a fucking smoke and ‘cos you see me as nothing but worthless? You think it’s alright to throw your weight around and make out that shits okay --’ With a scoff falling from twin-flesh, Carter almost felt shocked by the sudden rant that spilled from his essence, never standing up to himself in his life-time of being a rent-boy but then again - he honestly couldn’t remember the last time he had been approached within a damn alleyway and ordered to do as the unknown demanded, a place where he should have been free of submission and had stood his ground because of it; he lost a lot of money in this moment, but he was almost PROUD. ‘You’re worse than the assholes that wanna beat me every fucking night ‘cos its fun, you’re worse than my damn boss who canes me whenever I don’t look pretty enough without bruises on me, you’re fucking worse than them -- congrats, welcome to fucking America, asshole.’ With a heavy sigh then departing, shoes turned in order to walk away, Carter now feel- ing slightly on edge that only the hit of heroin back within his abode could do, jaw muscles clenching in irritation as he walked upon doing so.

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pvteryal:

Konstantin was becoming incredibly frustrated with how the rent-boy was acting towards him, not wanting to back down and walk away like he had intimidated him since his pride and ego was far too big to do such a thing. Growl escaped his lips, the money shoved back against Carters chest along with a harsh push upon his frame  as a way of showing DOMINANCE – he was determined to get what he wanted from him, the last thing that he was about to do was back down. “No, I’m going to call the shots, yes? You will do as I say – THAT will be how this works.”

Letting the money fall to the floor in a stubborn act of not doing what the opposing male seemingly wanted, Carter could only let a small scoff fall into the atmosphere upon the words that streamed outwards from the unknown, words of dominance and apparant aggression that within the walls of the club? Would leave the rent-boy upon his knees in an act of forced submission, but right now he wasn’t going to stand for it, standing up for himself whenever he could seeing as at work, he was bound into obeying any one around him forever. ‘Nah -- don’t think so, man.’ Words were casual but actions spoke LOUDER as clenched fist suddenly drove home into opposing profile, not something that Carter was used to as agony rushed upon his knuckles instantly but in this moment? He couldn’t give a damn. ‘Get the fuck out of here and take your bucks with you, asshole.’

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pvteryal:

“I have uh, thought about coming here before and changed my mind – this time I did not wish to do so.” Just as Konstantin was about to give up and leave this conversation as it was now, a sudden thought entered his mind that HE was the one with the money to get whatever he wanted from Carter, HE was the one who should have been calling the shots and telling the rent-boy what was going to be happening, not the other way around. Bridging the gap between the two, money was taken from his back pocket, a couple hundred dollar bills smacked against the opposing males chest whilst blue orbs gazed with  LUST into the opposing one. “—-but this time, I am not changing my mind. I pay you, you do as I say, that will be how this works, understand?”

Despite the fact Carter should have jumped at the chance of receiving more money in one situation than he would earn in an entire week, he was incredibly stubborn, mind- set fixated on the fact that the unknown wasn’t someone that he wished to deal with in the slightest especially when it came to sexual intimacies; he may have been a rent- boy, but he still had the right to say NO, surely? At least, that was what the brunette was convincing himself as funds were balled into his fist and shoved back towards the presence that had given it to him in the first place, stern words cascading into the atmosphere whilst doing so. ‘Nah, that’s not how this is gonna fucking work ‘cos I said no. Go take your money elsewhere, asshole and leave me the fuck alone; just for you? I’m now off-duty, so beat it.’

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pvteryal:

“…should I say sorry for wanting this? I thought this was your uh…job, no? I did not mean to offend – but yes I will keep my money, it does not matter anymore.”

‘Yeah, it’s my fucking job, but I wanna know why your ass isn’t in the club where it should be and why the first thing you say to me is -- do I fucking TRUST people? How the hell did you even know I was a rent-boy anyway, it’s not like you’ve fucked me before ------ actually, save it. I don’t even care, there’s better asses to shove your dick into anyway, so see ya.’

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pvteryal:

“I was here for your uh…services? But it does not matter anymore, I have said things I shouldn’t as it seems so it doesn’t matter.”

‘Yeah, right, exactly. You ARE one of those two people that I was talking about -- you want my junk, you want my service, that’s exactly what I was fucking getting at. But yeah - you’re right, don’t think I want your damn money now. I could probably find better in some fucking gutter. Probably.’

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pvteryal:

“It does not matter anymore since you seem to have turned AGGRESSIVE out of no- where! I was just uh…wondering if you could trust anyone, yes? That is all.”

‘You still haven’t answered me WHY. How can that be all? I don’t go up to random ass- holes in the street and ask them if they trust people, huh? Or is that just a RUSSIAN thing?’

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pvteryal:

“I…I do not want anything? What WOULD I want?  I don’t know you, I do not wish to take anything from you. There is no need to be so, uh…aggressive?”

‘Not being aggressive, I’m being fucking careful. Why the hell are you standing around me then if you want nothing from me? Asking me questions about TRUST and shit --? I’m still waiting for some god damn answers.’

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pvteryal:

“—-I’m not sure what you’re asking me? Category? I do not fit into any category, I am not uh…here for junk? Or stash?”

‘---- riiiiiight, and I’m fucking Batman in disguise, yeah? What’s your deal, huh? Why the fuck are you asking me if I trust anyone, what the fuck do you want?’

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‘Have no reason to. People either want me for my junk or my stash, ain’t ‘cos they wanna be TRUSTED. What category do you fit in?’

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enemycorrvption:

“I might not fully remember but I’m not stupid either, you think you can FOOL me to get away from me? You think you can swerve another name at me and suddenly I’ll forget what you done and walk away like a damn fool? That’s not how this is going to work, Rogers.”

‘---- only gonna say this once more, alright? So prick up those ears and listen the fuck up. Name’s Carter Jones, not this ---- Rogers, not some bastard that you got beef with, C a r t e r, yeah? Only other name I would swerve your way is Theo if you wanted a guy to fuck to hell and back at my work, but Steve Rogers? Ain’t me, sorry.’

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enemycorrvption:

“The only thing I should be pissed at is the fact that I am this way because of YOU, Steve – I know what you done to me, I know you didn’t save me.”

‘Didn’t save you? If you were on fire, I certainty wouldn’t piss on you to save your ass, nah but -- I ain’t Steve. Name’s Carter, asshole, sorry that I’m not your fucking inten- ded target of abuse. Always here to help though! You made me feel great --- kudos.’

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enemycorrvption:

“I don’t need to know you to know that you are NOTHING, every single person on this earth is nothing, you all mean NOTHING – it’s p a t h e t i c.”

‘Look man, you’re clearly pissed at the world, I’m pissed at the world, EVERYONE is pissed at the world, but can you do it somewhere else? Ain’t nothing about today that needed some asshole talking shit towards me, that’s pathetic.’

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‘---- you don’t even know me, man?! What the FUCK? Who the hell pissed in your cereal this morning, huh?’

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exvltantis:

Despite his words of DARING the opposing male to punch him, Jasper hadn’t actually expected him to do such a thing, he had thought he’d maybe back down and say he didn’t want to fight or start any violence, but instead he had been hit with a harsh punch upon his profile and it was all his own damn fault. Head snapped to the side instantly as his hand raised to hold upon his now aching features, reddened hue already settling against tanned features before green orbs looked back up towards the stranger, growl escaping his lips before mirroring his actions and allowing his now clenched fist to collide with the profile opposing him. “——asshole!”

As soon as strong knuckles collided with fuzzed features, Carter could feel crimson seeping into the confines of his mouth instantly from a split lip accompanied by his cheek being bitten from the inside, something that prompted a hefty groan to seep into the atmosphere seeing as he knew he would only get it worse once he arrived back at work; the bruise and busted lip that would adorn his profile a look that was never going to be good for business, even if the clients did rough him up every damn night. Blood spat against the pavement, anger developed swiftly over the rent-boy’s expression, palms then shoving against opposing frame in order to get the stranger as far away from him as humanly possible. ‘You done?! You fucking happy now, yeah? You just made the rest of my night a god damn blood-bath, thank you!’

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xvirtvoso:

“You wanna talk about something being too much to ask? I have ASKED you to put the goddamn gun down several times and you have yet to do so – it’s a simple thing to do, man, so DO IT. I don’t care about your boss, I don’t care how fucking hard you worked to get it either, could have the worlds greatest backstory and I still wouldn’t give a fuck – so put it down. NOW.”

‘You can keep asking me to put it down ‘til you’re blue in the fucking face, it’s not happening, yeah? I’m not doing a damn thing wrong except holding it, hardly go- nna shoot you in the fucking face despite how much you clearly DESERVE it, huh? So nah - no backstories, even though you were the one trying to figure mine out a few minutes ago, but whatever. Just go away - all ‘cos you’re a cop, that don’t mean shit to me. I don’t take orders from anyone unless money is involved, so now you know not to waste your fucking breath --’

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exvltantis:

“Oh you’re gonna punch ME in the mouth? I dare you to, see what happens when you do. Can’t even fucking talk to someone without them being a complete asshole for no reason, damn.”

Despite knowing better, Carter wasn’t a man that thought before he reacted, allowing clenched fist to instantly draw back before plowing into the slender features that were opposed from his own; someone that he didn’t even know and would probably face consequences for the violence, but in his head-space right now? He couldn’t exactly think about the aftermath in this moment, jaw muscles tightening as a heavy ache settled upon his knuckles. ‘I know the deal, asshole. I punch you, you punch back, so fucking get it over with. Ruin my damn night, but hurry the fuck up about it.’