F x g h t e r

" It's the survival To be alive, to experience both pain and pleasure. "

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⊰ »★« ⊱—— Those kisses drove him insane. He just wanted more and more, everything. More cut off moans, those words sending shivers down his spin that went unnoticed due to the already trembling muscles.                   ”Of.. Of course I do,                   but.. this is far better..” He panted out, rocking himself against  Cain, always ensuring that with each  trust he was buried deep within, always hitting that spot that drove him nuts.                     ”So good.. So.. Cain..” His mind was muddled, words making little sense. His arms moved to wrap around the raven’s neck, holding their bodies close, his own becoming weaker and weaker, drenched in sweat and threatening to become limp. In this position his member rested against the fighter’s stomach, begging for attention that Abel just couldn’t give, otherwise preoccupied with keeping himself bound to Cain. 

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     maybe he was getting a little too into it, but he got past      the point of caring anyway. he was just focusing on bring himself      and the one beneath him to the heights of pleasure, because that      was what really seemed to matter in this relationship, anyway.           " fuck---babe, you're hard as a rock. "      it was a little appreciation to the hard on obviously pressed again      his  stomach. it was all proof to the fact that a certain navigator was      enjoying himself quite a bit ---- but this was the purpose of this thing.      his palms pressed down onto the other's thighs, bringing then up and      changing their position as his thrusts grew in speed and force.            " definitely my best girlfirend ---. "      it was more of unconscious gasp than anything, he wasn't supposed       to say that, after all. he could guess that by now he found out that      cain had a number of navigators before him, and this would just      make him ask questions about them, which was no good. anyway,      cain tends to say things during sex --- things he isn't supposed to.

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⊰ »★« ⊱—— His entire body felt like it was on fire, a gasp first escaping, followed by a multitude of of moaning that  never seemed to stop. He’d almost forgotten this feeling, how utterly filled he was, how it beat his fingers entirely.            “No.. “ He breathed out, an utter lie. How could he not, especially when he’d wanted Cain so much when he wasn’t around, when he was off training or  doing who knows what. But the praise was pleasant to hear, but such words drifted away as soon as his hips began to move. So the command had been remember, for he felt every pound strike at his core. His moans were often cut off, each trust silencing him, but also pulling further lewd sounds. 

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     well, wasn't that very unlikely for abel? cain just knew       the truth anyway. his hips slowed down a tad bit as he       leaned forward and began spreading small kisses along      the other's neck and cheek, but that had its own meaning.           " don't lie to me now."      not now, when he had it whole just for himself. as another      thought of praxis crossed his mind, he began rocking his      hips vigorously.he could see abel's body shaking with each      forceful thrust he was offering and that gave him maybe      a little too much self satisfaction. he really wanted this       man. more than he thought he would end up doing.           " how does it feel, abel? "         he knew the answer, of course, but he wanted to hear      from that pretty, panting mouth just how much he loved      being fucked by him. he wanted the other to acknowledge      that for the most part he was just cain's favorite hole to fuck      ---- which was a great compliment in itself, of course.

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⊰ »★« ⊱—— The fingers were removed with a ‘pop’,  low moans following as those same digits entered him. His body curled, putting his ass more on display, utterly helpless to Cain’s advances. But he loved every second of it, body trembling, desiring it more and more. So close, but there was still one thing missing.   Without any hesitation, he moved into the position desired, hair falling in front of his face, but he was gone too far to care.               ”Fuck me.. Cain,               take me.. make me yours.” He got out, eyes now meeting his fighter’s, breath becoming so ragged even though it hadn’t quite began. 

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     and with a loud grunt he was in. all the way to the base. the skin      on skin contact felt simply amazing, he had to admit. he couldn't       move just yet so he allowed himself some time to settle in and memorize      this tight heat of his bitch. he even forgot to mention how he made      him his a long time ago ---- but that could be saved for another time.      now, his main focus was just how amazing the other felt.              " fuck ------ you must be doing it a lot by yourself.                you feel great. "      well, from time to time, one should be praised, and right now abel       damn straight deserved it. it's been a while since the last time so       now it felt like all the sexual frustrations that they've been saving up      has vanished like it never existed in the very first place, it was magic.      that being said, his hips finally began moving -- slow at first, but then      he remembered that he had been previously asked to 'forget gentle'      so soon enough the motions of his hips got faster and faster and faster      still to the point where their skins were slapping against each other       with loud noises each time they came together, but that was fine.      

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⊰ »★« ⊱—— Finally his fighter was just as bare as Abel was, his eyes moving to exactly what he wanted. His breath caught as always, forgetting just how large he was. He was suddenly hoping the command to forget being gentle wouldn’t be remembered, after all who knew when a red alert could come on.  But all thoughts of the job, of the  battle, drifted away at that one word. He took the fingers in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the digits and ensuring to slick them up as much as possible. It was for his own benefit after all.  His eyes remained on Cain the entire time he sucked, flicking his tongue against the digits,  knowing exactly what he would have preferred in his mouth, but he was so close that he couldn’t be choosy. 

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     at some point he finally considered his fingers slick      enough and took them out of abel's mouth. quickly finding      the curve of his ass, he wasted no time in inserting one then      two digits. it seems that due to all their previous times his bottom      had grown quite used to getting attention. due to the same      fact, cain learned where all the good spots inside his bitch were.           " turn on your side. "      for some unknown reason, cain preferred this position, but he      was aware that the other didn't really mind it however it was.      he was growing quite impatient himself so without further due      he lined himself to his navigator's entrance. for moments he       remained still, before he lifted his head and brushed away       the bangs from the albino's face and eyes. he needed to see.           " ask for it. "

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⊰ »★« ⊱—— That comment earned a flash of anger across his face but nothing more then that. If he was to be a slut, then fine. But he was Cain’s  slut and no one elses. His head  pushed back into the pillow, light pants continuing to escape his lips. All the attention he was getting, how every lick, suck was forcing him to grow harder.  But then it had all stopped, and his eyes fell upon the fighter, chest rising and falling heavily.              “Why.. can’t you.. just take              what’s yours already..?” He asked through breaths, though was finding it difficult enough to speak when all he wanted was to be reminded of who’s bitch he was, of who he belonged to. He wanted to just forget everything, and Cain was the only one who could help.                ”Don’t make me beg..”

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     he couldn't help but appreciate the way that      abel admitted that he was his belonging. it was       at least nice to see that his bitch has finally got      his lesson. --- with that answer he might even give      him what he wants right now.           " such pretty words, princess. "      one of his hands got around and removed the       remaining pieces of clothing still covering him as      the other hand was brought up to his navigato'r lips.      abel was smart enough to know where those fingers      were going and smart enough to realize that he       was going to get it soon enough.           " suck. "      of course, cain was nice enough to give the other      a little nudge in the right direction, he should know      all to well what was going on nevertheless.

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⊰ »★« ⊱—— His back hit the mattress and his breath was knocked from his lungs entirely from the impact. At least he still felt him, eyes staring up at the beast that had climbed on top, light pants still escaping. The fabric was so constricting, but at least it was  a more casual attire and not the  usual uniform. It was a pain to remove when he wanted those hands to touch him.                “I hear you.                Just do it Cain..                fuck me.” He panted out the words, finally giving in and asking for what he truly wanted, even if his face burned a dark crimson because of it. But at least he was being truthful now. His hands moved to tangle in those dark locks, playing with the tips between his fingers.                 ”I’m sorry, Cain.”

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       "you're such a slut sometimes."      he knew that such a comment wouldn't bother the albino      and not that he cared too much after the previous fright      that abel had given to him he could at least take this much.           "not that i mind it."      and with that, he let his hands roam free everywhere he could      touch while his mouth was skillfully working on getting the       navigator's chest all nice and wet. it hadn't been too long ever      since their previous intercourse, but, truth be told, any second      in which he had to hold himself back from ravishing his partner      felt like such a burden anyway --- and this, was the only relief.      finally getting rid of the rest of abel's clothes he laid him out ;      all spread out and pretty. all his. as a little payback, cain lingered      he just stared down the other's naked body up and down and       up and down again --- knowing that no touching would make      him carve it even more than he already was, which was perfect.

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is Abel your little whore? can I have a go? ;)

          " lay your hands on him and i will make sure that            you die a long, painful, pitiful death. " 

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⊰ »★« ⊱——  This was all he had wanted. From the moment he’d woke to find Cain missing, to now, and finally he was getting it. The  sudden pressure against his ass forced out a yelp that was muffled entirely by the raven’s lips. But he did move to accompany his fighter, wrapping his legs tightly around his waist and holding himself there.  Not a single thought passed on if he’d suddenly fall or drop, for he trusted Cain.  He knew the only time he’d suddenly move back was to be thrown on the bed and taken, something he was fully on board with.  But he couldn’t take it silently. All that  attention to his groin that was already aching forced him to pull back and let out a gasp come moan. Damn him,  damn him to hell, and bring Abel with him.

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     well, it seemed like they both wanted this just      as badly for by the time they reached the bed, both      were panting harshly. cain needed this person more      than he calculated he would -- and that wasn't really      a good thing, all things considered.       without even taking the time to be slightly gentle, he       pressed abel down into the mattress and mounted his      hips. his hands seemed to have an especially difficult       time taking off the navigator's clothes, but he managed,      at some point. he ran his fingers over the pale, exposed      skin of the other's chest, giving about two seconds to       appreciating how abel's nipples had hardened.             " don't ever make me freak out like that              or i won't be nowhere near as nice as i              am now, you hear me? "            he pressed his face into abel's chest and inhaled once      or twice. he didn't expect himself to get into such a state      yet, here he was. he was most likely to punch praxis the       next time he sees him, but right now, he only care about      the one in his arms.

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⊰ »★« ⊱—— 

Abel heard the footsteps behind him,  but chose not to pay any heed to them. That was until he felt those hands on his waist, their mouths joining. Whether the other was aware of it or not, the  navigator could feel his desperation, how he took what he wanted when he wanted not because it was so easy, but because he wanted it too.  Words could not be spoken, so he answered by kissing him back as eagerly, as hungrily. They should  always be like this, getting what they so desired, not fighting over such petty things. But was that not what came with a relationship with an animal?  Not long after, Abel broke away, but clutched onto the other’s shirt, staring into those dark eyes.             "There’s something you need to             learn too. I only want you.”

     cain didn't really have anything to add to abel's       remark because he wanted those words to linger in his      head for a lot longer. afterwards, he once again began       kissing his navigator, with much more passion than the      first time, making sure that abel would feel it.      adding to that, his h=both hands slid down to the albino's       ass, groping it firmly before his hands wondered down lower      to where he  could pull his partner's legs up and around his      waist. call cain a kinky bastard and ---- you have got it right.       as he began walking back to the bed, he made sure to thrust      his hips forwards and backwards, creating delicious friction      in between the two. it was true and clear as daylight that       they both desired so much more than this and both were      more than willing to provide what was necessary in order      to make this come to a completion.

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⊰ »★« ⊱——  With no where else to return to, he ended up in front of their door, hand hovering over the button that would open it, but not quite pushing. He was held back by the fact he knew Cain was in there, even without looking.  Another deep breath and.. push.  It slid opened like always, leaking light from the hallway into their dimly lit room. His eyes quickly found the fighter, and a strange anger bubbled within him. He’d cried over this man, lusted and loathed him, yet here he was, laying there. His fists clenched, red eyes narrowing ever so slightly. He wanted so desperately to escape, but that would mean Cain would win. So, without further glance, he turned his head and made his way into their shared bathroom, shutting the door closed behind him. He needed the time to breath, to sort his thoughts, something he certainly couldn’t do, not with Cain just laying there, so close, so tempting.

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     honestly, he didn't think that someone up there was      actually listening to his prayers -- the mere prayers of a       sinner, but he knew that there was a god when abel entered      the room. clearly, he was mad, but for the time being, the      fact that he was there mattered a lot as it was.      without any further due, he jumped up form the bed and      quickly got behind his navigator. one hand slipped around      his waist while the other one cupped one of his cheeks. once      again, he joined their mouths -- expect he felt like he was the      one that was more desperate that time.       surely, this time, abel wouldn't get away from his grip that      easily and even more than surely, this time cain wouldn't      let go so quickly. he let his fingers linger where they were,      enjoying the feeling of the other's skin underneath his fingers.

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⊰ »★« ⊱——  The Reliant felt so cold, so empty without his fighter in his usual seat. What was he doing, going against  Cain when all he wanted was him. What was the point in it? He supposed it was to be seen as someone worth having, not just a toy for Cain to use when he got bored. But when did he ever? Was it not always what they both  wanted? His body curled further in the starfighter, head resting against the seat and taking in the scent that lingered there. A hand moved to wipe at his eyes, removing the remaining tears as a sigh escaped his scarred lips.                “I can’t stay here forever.” No matter how tempting it did sound. If anything, he was sure to be found soon. One last inhale and he climbed out,  taking deep, shaky breaths as he made his way through the watchful eyes of the crew.

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     maybe he had been a little too rough with      his navigator. should he have just taken up on the      first offer and be done with it. was it just that wrong       that he wanted abel to desire him ten times more       than he does now -- clearly not the evilest thing      that the fighter could think through.      he rolled over on his sides again and again and      again, his head filled with thoughts of the albino.      for a moment, he really just wanted to run out and       apologize, get him back so that they can do their      thing. but obviously, cain was high above that.      he half hoped that abel would walk through that      door and ask for forgiveness, and cain could give      him every single thing that he wants, but he was       horrible most of the times, he doubted that the       other would return, but then again, he could       always take what he wanted by force.

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Ｉｆ  ｙｏｕ  ｔｏｕｃｈ  ｗｈａｔ  ｉｓ

                                                             -M͈͊̄͝i̥̬̠̮̗̜͐ͮ̓͌͋̿ͬ͡n̩̞͍ͥ̌̓̅̓͛e͈̪͈ͭ̂̄ͮ̄ͩ͜.̱̋͡.̄͗ͨ̀̚.̿.̰ͯͮͤͭ̃̐̒.̲͉͍ͮ͛ͦͬ-

І шіll тэаѓ Ўоц іито ріэсэѕ.

                                   And then,

I’ll set the remnants

                                                                                                   [On fire.]

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[   honest to God

                                            I will break your heart

                                                  тэаѓ Ўоц то ріэсэѕ

                                                      and R I P you apart  ]

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⊰ »★« ⊱——  Where was he to go? Returning to their room would do him no good, he’d only become hypnotized by Cain’s smell that lingered there.  Without a single destination in mind he walked on, avoiding the mess hall like the plague for he knew that was  were he’d break. Phobos would only target him and he’s shatter. That  couldn’t happen.                 ”Don’t..” A command to himself, the tears beginning to prick up in the corners of his eyes. Why. Why Cain. He’d  ask that same question until he  finally got the answer he deserved. Rather then continue to wander aimlessly he found their Starfighter; the Reliant, and crawled in when no one was watching. Taking Cain’s seat he let it all out, face quickly  becoming tear stained.              “Cain.. You bastard..”

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     going back after him now, after all the thing      that he had said would be at least pathetic. for all      he knew, abel could really be with praxis, but of       course -- the thoughts disgusts him so much that      he chooses to ignore it with a cold shower.      laying in bed without abel didn't have the same,      warm feeling to it. it was a bigger bed all to himself,      but that didn't really mean jack shit. without bothering      to put on any clothes he laid down on the bed and       brought abel's pillow to him face in a swift movement      ----- at least inhaling his smell made him closer.            " what the fuck am i gonna do now,               idiot? "

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⊰ »★« ⊱——  There he was, the animal, the beast. The man who he’d feared upon their first meeting. The one who got off on death and destruction. This was Cain.  The fear coursed through Abel, his eyes growing wide at that look upon the raven’s features. Why did he open his mouth? Why couldn’t he just be a good little bitch, do what the clearly dominant one wanted. No, he couldn’t give in so easily.                 ”Fine then.” That was it. All he responded with. His eyes became somewhat more stern,  the fear being masked by defiance.  All he wanted was Cain, and he wasn’t getting it. Praxis was nothing to him, just a means of royaling the other. But he regretted it now, however backing down was not an option.                  “Our room.” He corrected, and with that slipped out from Cain’s hold and took several steps away, pausing only when he’d ensured some distance.                   ”You brought this on yourself Cain,                   if only you weren’t such                            a bastard.”

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     ok -- he began thinking through his options. in      the first place, he hadn't expected abel to go, but       he wouldn't cry and beg for him to come back. he       would just get laid -- abel would return eventually.      deimds would most likely be the first one to agree      on such a proposal but -- damn it, he didn't feel well.            " fuck this. "      before he knew what he was doing, his fist flew and      connected with the closest wall ; over and over until      he felt moisture sliding down his hand. it hurt, of course      but nowhere nearly as bad as the throbbing in his chest.      without saying any other word, he turned around and       returned to his -- their -- room even though it felt bitter.

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⊰ »★« ⊱——  Why did it have to be him? Of all aboard the station, why did it have to be Cain. No one else would treat him like this, yet he couldn’t see himself having it any other way.                  “Cain..” The name escaped his lips in  a short, sharp gasp. Mouth agape, he leaned back harshly against the wall, using it for support in case his legs decided to buckle.                   ”If you won’t give it to me,                  I could always ask..                  Praxis..” It was such a dangerous game he was playing, but he refused  to let Cain win. Not when he was being so cruel. 

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     he had to admit that he was not expecting that      just as much as he had to admit that he didn't think      it would piss him off so much. why praxis of all the       fucking fighters? because abel knew it would get       directly onto cain's nerves -- but so be it then.           " is that so? "      his tone was dark, if one were to describe it -- in it      was locked the blood lust carved into the fighter at       time. for a mere second, he realized that abel was      only trying to get what he wanted faster, but little      did cain care about that now. he could guess what      his smirk looked like in that very moment.            " fine then, princess. go. but step into              my room once more after he's touched             you and i will slit both your and his throats. "      after his more than serious threat was finished, an       overwhelming feeling of disappointment kicked in       for god knows what reason. he wanted to punch       something and help himself forget this feeling      but damn, was it painful. there was one thing       that became clear in that moment though --      the raven did not want to let go of his navigator.

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⊰ »★« ⊱——  Abel never wanted to break away. He just wanted Cain, every single piece of him. He blamed all desire on his fighter of course, never being one to crave another’s touch so much until it’d been given to him that first night. It was all his fault, and it was about time he paid the price for it.                "You. I want you,                Please, I want it.” He’d say anything, whatever it took to get what he wanted. Ever since  that secret was out, how much he wanted this, he made damn sure  that when it burned, he’d satisfy the urge. It was Cain’s fault, all his, and it was about time he took the responsibility.                 ”And forget gentle.”

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     it might have been what the fighter wanted to      hear, but it was not quite right just yet. consequently,      the raven had decided to push his teasing a little further.      it was an amusing thought this one -- just how long       would abel last this way anyway? not too much, definitely.           " and what is this 'it' that you're speaking of? "      he decided to give the albino a little nudge in the      right direction so he unceremoniously pressed his       knee in between the other's legs, feeling his groin      up and down and up and down again, appreciating      the obvious hard on that just merely talking and a kiss      had caused -- even better when it was done with little effort.