Don't Fuck With Security

Think about your life before you decide whether or not you want to fuck with me or anyone in this building. I'm not afraid to skin you alive. -- ₪ -- ₪ -- ₪ -- ₪ -- ₪ -- ₪ -- ₪ -- *Sennen Ring brothel AU!Mariku *NSFW possibly (mainly violence and gore) *Singleship and multiverse *Tag: halfpricewhore

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♖ comforting after a nightmare

They always started like this; so late that it could be considered morning. And, really, it didn’t bother him. The slaps and kicks he’d receive, or the worried messages from others when he wasn’t the first to know. Why should it bother him? Everything was routine now.

That still didn’t mean that he wouldn’t run down the halls to wake Silas up in time.

Dark arms held the trembling form close as they always did, the lamps on either side of the bed, bathing the room in yellow light. Quiet words slowly got louder until he no longer whispered, rubbing the man’s back and assuring him that the fucker would die long before he touched either of them again.

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send one for a kind gesture;

♖ comforting after a nightmare ♘ kiss on the forehead ♣ wiping away tears ♝ holding hands ♡ hugging ♦ picking up your character ♤ bathing your character ♠ my muse taking care of your muse when their sick ♛ shoulder rubs ☮ stroking/ruffling hair ▽ patting/rubbing their back ☽ dressing your character ☺ my muse helping your muse fall asleep ❮ my muse comforting your muse as they grieve ♋  my muse fixing your muse something to eat ✍ my muse  teaching your muse ∞ my muse reading to your muse  ♒ my muse giving yours a message

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halfpricewhore:

“Down boy, you’re fine.”

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A raised eyebrow followed his words and he tilted his head to try and glance at the boy’s face. “Rather morbid talk for you, Sugar. Has someone tried to kill you recently?”

The hold he had on him didn’t loosen, instead he gave him a squeeze in an effort to distract wherever the child’s brain was going. “If you miss fudge that much, would you be interested to know that there is a shop close by that fabricates nothing but fudge?”

“I’m an old man, not an ancient fart like you, but still. I can talk about death all I want.” Ryou did not choose to exist in this general vicinity to tell Mariku about stuff he’s already said that doesn’t get through.

He pouted at the squeeze but then immediately perked up at the continuation of the topic of fudge. “I bet I could steal the biggest block of fudge they have. Then, I would have fudge forever.”

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“Alright.” He pulled back from the boy with a small grin on his face, stepping away from him and grabbing his wrist. He began leading him along the street until they stopped at a corner.

The Egyptian placed his hands on Ryou’s shoulders and aimed him at an old looking sweet shop. “That place sells nothing but fudge. I don’t know where they’d keep the big stuff, or if they make it the smallest squares straight away, but go ahead.”

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He rose a simply perplexed eyebrow, “are you trying to tell me you don’t consider this a vulgar establishment? Honestly, no matter how proud you are about what you do, you must realise that this whole business is run based on the necessity to have sexually deprived men with low standards, and little self restraint,”

He promptly bit on his tongue, knowing that he was letting too much of his personal opinion conflict with how he should appear professionally.

The blond’s eyes narrowed further, facial features dangerously still. “Yes, of course,” he almost hissed, voice low and not at all content. “We are all very proud of what we do here, of how we are forced to survive. And of course, we’d love an officer of the law to come up to us so we can show off our fucking pride.”

Standing at his full height, he crossed his arms over his chest and leant his upper back against the wall. “I’m far more aware of how disgusting and vulgar this job is without a pointless man like you coming along and adding insult to injury.” With a look that very much said that ‘play time was over’, he jutted his chin out in such a fashion to gesture that Ryou take his leave. “Do us a favour, Domino’s Finest, and fuck off.”

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“Knowing where the brothels of Domino are is part of the greater good - the only reason we don’t shut you down, is because it is easier to track crime when you know where it is,” it was a sad reality - but a reality all the same.

“I am a very busy man and I assure you I have no time for such…” his eyes travelled to the side, before returning back to the other, “vulgar pass times. As much as I am sure my being here thoroughly entertains you… I hate you disappoint.”

“To track the crime you aren’t going to deal with?” he questioned with mild interest. Many police officers had come to the brothel claiming to be undercover once found out, or simply pushing aside their duties to ‘have fun’ and indulge in the services.

Mariku leaned forward once more, dark eyes staring intently at Ryou’s face. It was one thing for someone who had nothing else to do but sell themselves to call it vulgar, and it was a completely different for someone who hadn’t a clue to call it vulgar. “I would watch what you say whence stepping ground here, chief. You have very little control here.”

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Mariku was a lucky man, a very lucky man. Had he waited another second to speak, things might have gotten messy. Granted, Ryou still yelped and flailed ineffectually, but he did so with the knowledge that there probably wasn’t impending doom.

“I don’t miss you; I miss fudge,” he whined, grumbling incoherently. There was a light blush on his face from the sheer proximity of the older man. “I’ve been busy. Life doesn’t stop until you’re caught in the crossfire.

A raised eyebrow followed his words and he tilted his head to try and glance at the boy’s face. “Rather morbid talk for you, Sugar. Has someone tried to kill you recently?”

The hold he had on him didn’t loosen, instead he gave him a squeeze in an effort to distract wherever the child’s brain was going. “If you miss fudge that much, would you be interested to know that there is a shop close by that fabricates nothing but fudge?”

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It would totally be worth the shot.

“Hello, Sugar~” Mariku said right in his ear as he wrapped his arms around the boy’s waist, pulling him close and resting his chin on his shoulder. He expected the boy to jump, to shock him out of surprise, he had geared himself up for it just in case.

“I haven’t seen you around for a while,” he mused, turning his head to nuzzle against his cheek with a small smirk in place. “Did you not miss me at all?”

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“Oh this is a slaver ring belonging to Master Ilurin and Mistress Keria.” Kaine smiled.

“... Slave ring. Right.” Despite working in a brothel, slave rings were not as commonly heard of as one working in that area might think. He hadn’t been aware any had been created in such close proximity, and it had been sheer coincidence that he had happened upon it. “And where are your... Masters?”

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praestesx

Walking around well dressed while consciously knowing that he wasn’t working the same job as he usually did when wearing these clothes disorientated him still. Dress shoes were loud against the floor, though the silence was dimmed by the music that slipped through the lounge’s doors.

He made sure to stand close to the door, taking his turn as greeting newcomers with his well-practised smirk, practically seeing them faun over him straight away. It took a lot of effort not to just sink into old habits and tell the people that he was now off-limits.

It was also rare that at this time, people would wander in without companions. And he loved seeking them out. Kek pushed himself away from the wall where he’d been waiting over to the newest figure, smirk in place, teeth poking through the small gap between his lips as he touched the client’s shoulder to get their attention.

“You’re new here, are you not?”

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“Welcome. Can I help you find something?”

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Confusion had been settled on his face as he gazed down at the smaller person, not entirely sure what he had walked in on, exactly. “... What’s going on here?”