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miloxcole

“Nothing risque, nothing gained.” - Clyde

“So, so true..” he laughed. “So, show me, slave. What’s your definition of risque? Hm?”

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miloxcole

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Clyde didn’t flinch when the guard came closer. It almost became part of their weekly routine as often as they found themselves in that position. “Perhaps I already have. Would you know?”, he challenged. “I’m not scared of you, Milo. If anything, if you hurt me, I’ll just hurt her again. If you stop me, I can send for somebody else to do the job. I wonder who’s gonna last longer”

Milo rolled his eyes. “I’d like to see you even try and get close to her without my knowledge,” he said. “And really? Sending someone to do your dirty work? Real brave,” he said. “Anyone you know, I’m sure I could handle. As much as I might not scare you, you scare me even less. You and your pretty little friends.”

clydexfoy

"Whatever it takes", Clyde pointed out firmly. "You're not known for playing fair either for all I can remember" He eyed the guard for a moment until stepping back, beginning to turn his body away from him. "Whatever you say, mate. Take care" A small twitch of his lips, a wink. "Of Cassi I mean"

#c:Milo

anotherrpmemeblog

Sexual Sunday! Send my muse ♒ and a nsfw/sexual question and they have to answer it - whether they want to or not.

clydexfoy

[Text -Rekha]: Done with acting as though you are in grade school.

Text: Certainly done. Done with that for years now actually.

Text: Is there anything else you want?

@rekha-nayar

clydexfoy

Text: Well, a few occasional words, yes. So what?

Text: That doesn't answer my question, Rekha. I was asking if you believe him or not.

Text: Cause it bloody sounds like you do

#c:Rekha

favourite movie snack?

I don't watch too many movies but I guess I'd settle for dark chocolate or perhaps nuts

janexdeer-deactivated20211229

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Smiling a little to himself as he read Jane’s last text, he got up, just ready to head towards her place. He wasn’t sure what drove him to that point, usually not one to indulge in such simple pleasures, much less interested in developing friendships but fuck it. There was a short moment of silence, light and eventually footsteps until he was greeted with the lovely woman. “So tell me more about what I’m thinking, love”

Jane smirked at her phone before shoving it in the back pocket of her jeans, relaxing on her couch until he arrived. Kicking off her shoes, she had just gotten comfy when she heard the knock at her door and headed towards it. Greeting him with an enticing smile. She slowly stepped towards him, into his personal space as she replied. “Well, I’m no psychic, but I think it might be something like this?” She said, gripping his shirt and pulling him into a kiss.

clydexfoy

Clyde was not the least bit surprised by Jane taking the initiative. He knew whom he had texted after all. Lips twitching upwards a little, he indulged in the kiss, his hand moving upwards to grab her hair in response. "Not bad", he hummed in agreement against her lips. "Not bad at all"

#c:Jane

janexdeer-deactivated20211229

👀 + How lonely are you feeling right now, love? (Clyde)

“About a 1 out of 10.”

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janexdeer-deactivated20211229

clydexfoy‌:

Text: well, what are you hoping I mean by that?

Text: It’s settled then. See ya in 5

[Text] Probably exactly what you’re thinking. See you soon

clydexfoy

Smiling a little to himself as he read Jane's last text, he got up, just ready to head towards her place. He wasn't sure what drove him to that point, usually not one to indulge in such simple pleasures, much less interested in developing friendships but fuck it. There was a short moment of silence, light and eventually footsteps until he was greeted with the lovely woman. "So tell me more about what I'm thinking, love"

#c:Jane #she's probably also the only left he can do it with without further consequences lol

janexdeer-deactivated20211229

👀 + How lonely are you feeling right now, love? (Clyde)

“About a 1 out of 10.”

@clydexfoy

clydexfoy

Text: well, what are you hoping I mean by that?

Text: It's settled then. See ya in 5

#c:Jane

janexdeer-deactivated20211229

👀 + How lonely are you feeling right now, love? (Clyde)

“About a 1 out of 10.”

@clydexfoy

clydexfoy

Text: So I'm assuming you don't want me to come over...?

#c:Jane #starring one of the shadiest men on this island lol

How many close friends do you actually have? Name them.

There’s Keith, obviously. I’d say Rekha and maybe Dakota when it came down to it?

Yeah, that’s pretty much it and I’m good with that

@keith-crane@rekha-nayar@xdakotawintersx

#Answered #mobile

ceebust-

If you can't handle me at my worst then leave because i don't have a best, i'm always an asshole.

keith-crane

@clydexfoy

#mentioned #keith #lol 100% agree

miloxcole

“Nothing risque, nothing gained.” - Clyde

“So, so true..” he laughed. “So, show me, slave. What’s your definition of risque? Hm?”

@clydexfoy

clydexfoy

Clyde didn't flinch when the guard came closer. It almost became part of their weekly routine as often as they found themselves in that position. "Perhaps I already have. Would you know?", he challenged. "I'm not scared of you, Milo. If anything, if you hurt me, I'll just hurt her again. If you stop me, I can send for somebody else to do the job. I wonder who's gonna last longer"

#c:Milo

layla-dubois

Clean | Open

layla-dubois

clydexfoy :

Clyde was glad to have caught her on time, glad to have her react both physically and verbally. It did well to calm his temper. His expression, however, didn’t change at all. He was tense, angered and frustrated alike, eager to find release in whatever form. Layla was the most convenient way to achieve that and who knew? Maybe the satisfaction would last.

“Doesn’t matter. It can’t be helped but you wouldn’t understand”, Clyde assured the woman, dismissing her quickly. What he and Winter had done to each other was rather complicated and he most certainly didn’t feel like going through all that with anybody, least of all with someone who looked exactly like her. “Just know that Winter is to blame. You can thank her later for that” And with that he reached out and pulled at the towel. Layla had no choice but to let go or she would eventually slip. Either would be fine with Clyde.

What?! She didn’t understand! “Please! She’s gone! I swear I’m a different person!” She pleaded! She thought Clyde had been mad about Winter’s departure and that’s his actions were vengeance against herself. Perhaps Winter had asked that he hurt Layla if she ever managed to get rid of her. Was this some contingency plan from the ancient witch?

She screamed when the towel was grabbed and tried to fight against him but Clyde pulled hard and she slipped and released it. She hit the ground hard, likely bruising her tailbone but she immediately curled into a ball to cover herself as best she could. Naked and vulnerable on the shower floor she looked up at the dangerous man, still unsure what he meant to do with her.

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"I know!", Clyde snapped at her, cutting off her desperate pleadings. It did well to anger the male even more. It was terrible enough that Winter somehow managed to escape or who knows, actually got herself killed, though he quite clearly couldn't believe the latter, he certainly didn't need her doppelganger to voice it.

Clyde watched her slip, throwing the towel behind him as he came closer, squatting right in front of her as though she was a precious jewel in an exhibition. "Look, you've hurt yourself now" His voice was calmer again, almost worried, though barely able to control himself. Oh, he hated witches. The male grabbed her hair to pull her up on her knees as he got up himself again. "What on earth shall I just do with you.."

#c:Layla

rekha-nayar

Odds In Your Favour || Clyde&Rekha

rekha-nayar

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“Maybe you’ve just lost your emotions then. Maybe there’s a reason people should not live that long”, Clyde concluded sharply. Something just had to get to her. The longer Rekha carried him around like a piece of meat, the longer she pretended like nothing ever happened, the faster his anger boiled up. It wasn’t fair. She was one of the few people he actually behaved properly around, at least somewhat, and that was how the world thanked him for it.

“I hope you do realize that I’ll go back to my place once you set me down again, from here or from your suite, it does not make a difference to me”, Clyde remarked, the words followed by a curse shortly after. Was he acting childish? Probably. But he saw no other choice but to pull the woman’s hair now. If anything that might annoy her as much as she annoyed him. “And what if I’m being treated injustly first? That’s just bullshit, Rekha. You could have at least asked”

“Perhaps you are right,” she said freely, nodding once. “There are consequences to everything, immortality is no exception,” she added- of course, she didn’t mention that she’d been this way even as a child, stoic and calm and unbothered. But she meant it when she said it could’ve also been a side effect of living forever- for others. She’d seen it happen often enough, immortals losing reason and humanity as the centuries passed.

When Clyde mentioned that he’d leave once they were at her place, Rekha didn’t bother to respond, the housing buildings appearing in the distance. “It amuses me that you ask me to put you down while in the same breath you admit that you will simply run if I do so. You need to work on your convincing, Clyde, you are quite bad at it,” she said, her lips twitching lightly. Though when he pulled at her hair, she did sigh under her breath. “And now you are resorting to kicking and pulling hair like a child. Perhaps if you acted like an adult, you would be treated like one. How long will it take you to realize that I actually do not mind your company when you are acting as you should be?” she admitted, shaking her head as she all but ignored his hair pulling as she moved into the building, knowing damn well that people were looking over at the spectacle they were creating. “Do you understand how much worse this could have turned out for you? Me tossing you over my shoulder because you are being a brat is me being nice. I do not think you understand what I am capable of.”

clydexfoy

Clyde, granted, was a little surprised to hear her agree with him. It was victory of some sorts and he would have shown it had he the means to do so. However, she was rewarded with a moment of peace and silence, his muscles relaxing in response and they'd better enjoy it for as long as it lasted. A sigh escaped his lips as he watched the battlefield fade away behind them. But that surely wouldn't be the end of it.

"Perhaps this is me saying that you can save the efforts and just let me go back because that's what's going to happen anyway sooner or later", Clyde offered surprisingly calm. He knew he had to change tactics. Rekha's words flattered him more than it should. To be fair, she was one of the last people Clyde thought about manipulating but there he was now, going through his options again. "I'm sorry", he then mumbled after a short pause. Clyde almost expected her to find out right away. She was rather skilled in spotting liars but that was his best shot, wasn't it? Perhaps it was about time to actually make use of his brain again, something he realized he hadn't bothered with for a long time. "I-", Clyde breathed out softly against her shoulder as if struggling with his words. "Never mind. I just- I didn't realize, that's all."

#c:Rekha

slavesj

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A brow rose and that must have been the only sign of recognition the male offered her for a while. His hand flew across the pages, seemingly dancing, scribbling anf eventually coming to a stop.

“Then do the opposite of what you’re doing?”, he wondered more to himself before eventually meeting her eyes. “Well, I don’t know. I don’t mind being alone, less people to take care of and stuff” Clyde offered the whole issue a shrug.

Sibyla lay back on her bed with a sigh. She couldn’t be more different to Clyde she realised… He was confident, brash and comfortable with who he was. She was shy, polite and insecure. Sometimes she envied him.

“Your advice is to not be myself? To be more like you?”

clydexfoy

Clyde thought that their conversation would be over with that and to be fair, he was kinda proud of himself for as long as it lasted. Of course he knew that the girl was still thinking about his words but he managed to stay true to his words without shedding any tears. Good so far, wasn't it?

Turned out Clyde didn't like the answer to that rhetorical question. He looked up at her, eyes alerted as he realized what he had just said. "Well yeah.. Kinda but-" He then shook his head. "No. Forget it. Don't be like me. People don't like me, remember? Just forget about it, love"

#c:Sibyla