i need a fix

Ezra Grimm ϟ electrokinesis ϟ

[lucalion-inactive]

"I’ll tell you again, asshole, it’s a fucking shit power," Luke grumbled, forcing out a breath and pulling it back in again. Biting his lip in consideration, Luke pulled out his lighter and a placed a cigarette between his lips before lighting it and breathing a little easier. Once he was sure the heat had left his face, Luke turned back to the taller boy and narrowed his eyes. "I don’t need to come up there to make you shut up, Sparky," Luke mused, blowing a well aimed puff of smoke to Ezra’s face. "Why don’t you just admit that you want me to kiss you? Because I’m the best? I get a lot of people kissing me, you know, you have to be a better competitor." At his next words, however, Luke’s cheeks flared up again, mouth parting a little in surprise as he involuntarily recalled the other night. "God fucking damn it—" Smoke left his mouth in an angry swirl and the bright-eyed boy glared a little before swallowing hard. "It’s fine, thank you. I managed to avoid you perfectly in that small amount of time in which I lost my fucking voice.” 

[ezragrxmm]

"You only think it's a shit power because it renders yours completely useless." Ezra caught himself staring at Luke's lips as he lit the cigarette, not being able to help himself. He quickly averted his eyes as the boy turned back to him again, narrowing his eyes right back as he blew smoke in his face. He wondered when he'd give up on the ridiculous nicknames. With his luck, probably never. "Where's the fun in that? -- Oh, do you now? Like who?" Ezra tightened his jaw a little, trying to push away the twinge of jealousy and anger that crept up his spine like chills. The feeling quickly subsided as Luke's cheeks turned pink once again, reminding him that he was probably the only one that could pull that reaction out of the boy. Every time he stuck the small white cylinder between his lips, it drove the taller boy crazy, not being able to stop the words that spilled from his mouth in the next second. "You know, you look really good when you've got something jammed between your lips." His eyes flickered down to the boy's mouth for a moment as he slid his tongue over his bottom lip slowly. He was quickly pulled back to reality as he began talking again, letting out a loud scoff in the middle of Luke's sentence, as the words I managed to avoid you perfectly rolled off his tongue. "Is that what you call visiting me while I was in England, every night, coming back for more every time? If so-- then sure. You avoided me perfectly, love. " 

[kaelcrawford]

Probably, it’s not like it was my fault — everyone goes harder on New Year’s. Thanks man. Probably down a bottle of pills to make this headache go away. Now I really feel for anyone I use my power on.

[ezragrxmm]

Well, technically it is your fault, since you're the one that consumed so much alcohol, thus giving you a terrible hangover. No problem. A whole bottle? Now that's definitely not healthy and might just earn you a trip right to the infirmary. Why? What's your power? 

[taylor-regbo-deactivated2015082]

Get the fuck out… otherwise I’ll scream bloody Mary and have you removed only to be placed in solitary. 

[ezragrxmm]

Oh god-- what did I do wrong this time? Come on, there's no need for screaming and all that. Was it something I said? Or did you just miss me that much over the holidays, and now you're bitter about me leaving? Well -- whatever I did, I'm sorry... probably.

[taylor-regbo-deactivated2015082]

I specifically said don’t come in… 

[taylor-regbo-deactivated2015082]

[ezragrxmm]

Oh, come on, Taylor. You know better than to think I would actually listen to you.

[contegographics]

█ ▌EZRA GRIMM ╾ V A M P I R E  ▌ contego initates + supernatural creature counterparts

[lucalion-inactive]

"You jump at ever single chance— no matter how minuscule to show off your ability, don’t you?" Luke rolled his eyes, turning to face the taller boy whilst completely ignoring the sparks danging off of his fingertips. "—-Ezra!” Suddenly, his cheeks turned a rosy shade pink and the boy looked around, a little paranoid about anyone hearing that. “Shut the fuck up, you giant prick,” he hissed, pushing on the other’s chest a little before turning away and attempting to conceal his face with his hand. 

[ezragrxmm]

"Only when it suits me. Which is like, always." Ezra beamed a little, dropping his hand to his side when he realized the other was ignoring him. The most satisfying feeling washed over him as Luke's cheeks turned pink, and he couldn't help the smug smirk that spread across his face. He'd never seen anyone make Luke blush like he could. It was far too easy for him. "Why don't you come up here and make me?" Ezra teased, leaning away from him a little when he felt Luke's hand on his chest. "--That reminds me, how's your throat?" 

[kaelcrawford]

I mean technically I haven’t been up for like twenty odd hours or so, that might be a contributor. And are you doing to share this said thing with me before I resort to something drastic?

[ezragrxmm]

Jesus-- did you slip into a mini coma or something? I'll share it with you-- but I am curious, what kind of drastic thing are we talking about here? 

[kaelcrawford]

I’m pretty sure it’s not healthy to still be hungover from last night. But I am, so there’s that.

[ezragrxmm]

I'm pretty sure you are correct, it's really not healthy. I've got this protein shake remedy that takes care of all of the symptoms. I swear by this stuff, mate. It's never failed me-- no matter how drunk I get, it works every time. 

[lucalion-inactive]

Do you realize how incredibly idiotic it is to attempt to follow someone who teleports? What do you want? An autograph? —No, you want me to check out your ass, too, don’t you?

[lucalion-inactive]

[ezragrxmm]

"Not very idiotic when you've got a power like mine." Ezra smirked, waving his fingers as visible electric currents bounced off of them. "I'd rather stay behind you and check out yours, actually. Really enjoying the view-- although, it does look better with me in it."

[hadleyhmu-blog]

It does, doesn’t it? I’m not sure. I’ve been having headaches on and off for the last week. It’s probably from my training mishap, but I feel like they should be going away soon. I suppose people can get a bit chatty, but I’m probably one of them. Hopefully I don’t annoy you.

[ezragrxmm]

Indeed. Perhaps you should seek some medical attention if the headaches persist. Training mishap-- did you get hit in the head too hard or something? I'll admit, I get a bit chatty myself sometimes, but some of these people just don't seem to shut up. You haven't annoyed me thus far, so that's a good sign.

[alaska--collins-deactivated2015]

You are very disturbed. Did you know that? I never said I didn’t want your help. You are just kind of uptight.  You are oh so welcome. How do you not like french fries? What in the world? Are you one of those people who hates fast food and always eats healthy?

[ezragrxmm]

I did, actually. You're not the first person to tell me that, I assure you. Uptight? Me? I'm not uptight.. I'm just logical. It's not that I don't like french fries, I just prefer other uses of the potato. I do hate fast food, though-- I only eat good, home cooked meals. Good thing I'm basically a trained chef. 

[tash-morgan-deactivated20150102]

Ew - honestly, I would rather be teleported to the Sahara Desert than go home for Christmas. 

[ezragrxmm]

What's wrong with home, love? Trouble in paradise? Look at it this way, if you go back home, you can bring the other half of your wardrobe back with you. 

[alaska--collins-deactivated2015]

Ezra, once again,buzzkill. It was just an idea. Something that was also a bit of a joke. And of course there would be free french fries, all sorts. Happy?

[ezragrxmm]

Say what you want, Alaska. I'm just trying to help you with your french fry holiday. But I suppose, if you don't want my help... --yes, very pleased, thank you. I actually don't really care much for french fries, if I'm being honest with you. They're very... bad for you. Much too greasy. 

[hadleyhmu-blog]

I’ve had a terrible headache all day. I think my brain is slowly eating itself or something.

[ezragrxmm]

That sounds a bit... unpleasant. Do you know what brought on the headache? --Been talking to too many annoying sods, perhaps? I know some of the people here can get a little overly chatty.

[xsagehenley-blog]

— I just really want to go on some kind of adventure.

[ezragrxmm]

Have you got anywhere specific in mind?

[entwinedfantasy]

"I’m the King of the World!"

[ezragrxmm]

Alright, Jack Dawson. Wouldn't want you to fall to your death or anything. You never know, around here, someone might actually push you off.

[lucalion-inactive]

Hypothetically, I suppose I would. She’s an adorable little fairytale princess cunt, isn’t she? I mean, I know what being selfish and impulsive is like but at least I’m smart about it. That’s the thing about me, Ezra, the thing you’re going to want to get used to. I’m not going to pussyfoot with you. You are crazy. A fucking text book psychopath with the sadism, moral ambiguity, the facade… I’ve studied. I don’t mean to sound cliche, but you know what they say—- face your fears. Embrace them. Do you want to be the best version of yourself or fucking not? —You know I can make that happen. I’ve got nothing to lose and it’s fucking beautiful. Obviously, dying in general wouldn’t exactly be ideal—- but, I mean, if it had to happen, I choose you, big boy. I think its good to have so little regard for my own life, don’t you? I’ll straight up fucking kamikaze this bitch if I have to— I don’t care and that’s exactly what makes me worthy for this. I’m not distracted— I only want to fucking bring it down. You make me realize that I haven’t been running, Ezra— I’ve been searching. Searching for something this exciting— someone exciting. You keep flattering me like this and I might have to return the favor with these… lips you can’t keep your eyes off of. Are you thinking about how pretty they’d look wrapped around your…hm.  Yes, I can see it in your eyes. You aren’t lying, and you know, I’m thinking about how good you taste… just as much. I want you more. 

[ezragrxmm]

"Mm, I know you would. Yes, I suppose she is-- minus the adorable, and the fairytale princess part. Smart about it? Is that what you're calling it?" Ezra scoffed, amused by the thought of Luke trying to be smart about anything. He was literally the biggest idiot that he'd ever met, and yet, here he was, wanting to be on his side more than anything else. "Fine-- call me what you want, a psychopath, whatever--" He paused, taking a moment to consider his words. "You know what? Fuck it, you're right. I don't care anymore-- I'm going to whatever the hell I want, I'm going to give in to all my darkest desires. On one condition, of course. You've got to help me." A dangerous smirk flashed across his face as he sized the other boy up. The thought of Luke pushing him over the edge of his own sanity sparked an immeasurable amount of excitement in the pit of his stomach, and he couldn't stop the quivering breath that passed his lips in the next second.

"How would you have me do it? Would you... want my hands around your neck?" His voice was low, almost a whisper, as he reached out to trace his fingers lightly along the prominent vein that had always stuck out on the side of his neck. He'd never noticed before just how pretty his neck was, and only realized now that he just wanted to ruin it. The corners of his mouth twitched upwards a little at the thought as his eyes followed his fingers, slipping over his jaw until they found his lips. His pretty, pink, dick sucking lips. He wasn't sure what his favorite part of Luke was-- his lips, his cock, his ass-- they were all tied for first place.  "..Or perhaps.. my power?" Ezra ran his finger down the middle of Luke's mouth tentatively, letting a small spark of electricity to pass from his finger to his lips. "Hmm, no-- those options are far too clean for someone so dirty." His hands crept down slowly to the hem of the boy's shirt and he lifted it, only enough to expose his stitches. His eyes grazed over the wound, and then they were back at Luke's, almost beaming at him. Carefully tracing his finger along the shoddy stitching job, he let out a slow breath onto Luke's lips. "I'd rather make you bleed again." He nearly growled, applying more pressure to his wound so that it would hurt and he could hear that pathetic little cry of pain that he liked so much. 

At the mention of his lips, Ezra's eyes snapped to his mouth again, and he slowly ran his tongue over his own as he watched them move with every word he spoke. Everything he said was driving him crazier and crazier, and he couldn't stop thinking about Luke's lips pulled tight around his cock. He quickly backed Luke up against the wall, too turned on to even think straight anymore, tugging hard on the other's lips with his teeth as he did. The words I want you more rang in his ears, and a wicked grin spread across his face. "Do you? Do you really?" He drawled, his voice laced with arousal. His heart was racing and his breath was already getting heavy, and he was going to fucking lose it if he didn't get what he wanted soon. Grabbing a handful of Luke's hair, he pushed him to his knees, and fuck-- he'd never looked better. Before Luke could get a word out, he pulled his head towards the bulge in his jeans as he growled through clenched teeth, "Prove it."