i want to be honest, i want to be bad

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MOODBOARD : ALFIE HENRY .

BONUS :

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ADAM ;;

This was his favourite place to be with Alfie, in their shared cell, in Alfie’s bed. Their hands were still gently tangled together, with Adam’s nose pressed to the other’s shoulder.

“Are you staying tonight or do you think one of your men will come and rent you again today?”

“I wish I knew. It’s still sort of early, so someone could come by for me.” He stroked his fingers through Adam’s hair idly, soothing.

“Is this a night you’d like to join me, mm? I won’t leave you behind if you’re inclined to come along.”

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OLIVIA ;;

The idea of having sex with the pure intent of trying to get better food or other hand outs was something that Olivia wasn’t sure she could do. But she was sure if she got desperate enough, she would. Maybe if she saw the benefit of it, just once, she would go along with it more often. “I guess if it really works, then yeah it does,” She finally nodded, tugging the tray he offered her closer, pulling apart the bread on it to pop pieces into her mouth. “Bread doesn’t make me sick, but we are definitely frenemies. It goes straight to my hips,” She pointed to her side, a small smirk actually showing up on her face as she nodded at his comment. “That can’t be fun though–seen as an object.”

“I don’t mind it so much. You’d be surprised how many see succubi as vulva and breast, open mouth and empty head. I know seducing a man is not rocket science, but we as a species are generally more clever than your average human.”

He seemed to consider a moment. “Nevertheless, I’m very pleased to allow stupid men to pay for the pleasure of my company, something which I, when not incarcerated, would freely give. At least, not given with monetary value attached.”

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CAIN ;;

He had opened his mouth to say something just about as the headphones returned. It didn’t leave much wiggle room so instead of actually stepping into the cell, he’d continued walking down the hall and toward the door that was marked as his own. The office was the original destination anyway, but the interaction did leave him with a slight concern as to Alfies behavior. He couldn’t afford the distraction, but it seemed this had bred one despite him.

END.

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who or what has been the biggest influence in your life

“The ability to kill men by sleeping with them has definitely influenced me quite heavily.”

“Oh, and any poem by Maya Angelou.”

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do you regret what you did to get here

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Out of all the masters, who would you say is the best in bed? Or looks like the best in bed.

“I’m not normally one to kiss and tell, mon chou, so I’m afraid you’re out of luck. I’ve got my little list of men that I’d like to bed, however, don’t you worry about that.”

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ANTONI ;;

“There’s the bit about creepy ice cream trucks in there somewhere but I’ll save us both from the cliche.”  

Laughing a little bit as always idle hands moved, finger tracing the line of the cell he was contained to before head shook. “Not particularly, the why am I here’s a please stops are growing rather tiresome.” 

“Mm, shame my roommate’s been rented out. We could have at least provided you with a little entertainment, since you’re just killing time.”

Alfie slid forward a bit, letting legs dangle over the sides of the bed, knees parted, evident he was not wearing a stitch under sweater. “I don’t do free shows, however, so you’re wasting time watching me.”

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ANTONI ;;

True to slightly voyeuristic nature, he’d watch with amusement ticking at the corner of mouth in the form of a well placed grin. The expression was trying hard to be just as deviant as he could be, and succeeding just fine. “Is that like the new age version of what would you do for a Klondike bar?” French vocals seemed far to accustomed to the English language, pushing off the bars he’d been leaned against to step closer - both to get a better look and to bring features to a better light.

“Cavae speak.” Alfie informed the man, looking up at him with a quick once over. 

“Can’t exactly offer ice cream in my current state. Where would I hide those?”

Position adjusted, leaning forward, allowing sweater sleeve to fall off one shoulder. “Are you here to see someone?”

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parlez.

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OLIVIA ;;

Olivia glanced over at the male in the other cell, confusion crossed her face for a moment, hoping he was joking about having to perform orally on someone in order to get better food, but there wasn’t a laugh or anything to signal he was. “You’re serious.” She stated it more as a fact than as a question, shifting her weight where she sat as he slid his tray towards her, she got up and moved towards it, seeing that he had a lot more food on his tray than she did. “A hummingbird diet?” She questioned, not really sure what that meant as she picked up a piece of bread that was on the tray and began pulling it apart to eat it. “Yeah, still not really sure why I’m here. Don’t know if I’ll ever find out…Have you been here for long?”

“I mean, sex fixes most things, yeah.” He shrugged a little bit. “Makes people more open to getting you things you desire.” 

He adjusted, tucking one leg underneath him. “Yeah. I eat like, fruit, drink coffee, but I can’t eat anything too heavy or I get really sick. Bread is not my friend either.”

Alfie leaned back against the wall, sipping the last bit of coffee he had left. “A while, yeah. Feel like part of the furniture sometimes. Not that I’m complaining too much.”

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lovely

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ADAM ;;

Adam was practically purring, leaning into the touches. “You’re so nice to me, Alfie, I wanna do nice things for you too.” 

The younger boy took the hand and happily followed Alfie wherever he wanted to go. 

Wherever he wanted to go ended up being back to their shared cell, to lay in Alfie’s bed together for a while.

“You do plenty of nice things for me, sweet boy. Don’t worry about doing a single thing more.”

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ADAM ;;

“Oh!” Adam giggled, eyes lighting up at the mention of Baz. “That’s Baz! He’s…well…okay, so he’s a demon in my brother’s body, so he’s not technically my brother, and we may have had sex once or twice. It’s all very confusing but, I love him. And his boyfriend is really nice!” He squirmed a bit, it was always difficult trying to explain his relationship with the demon. 

He almost tried to continue, but he was far too concerned with cleaning Alfie’s fingers off for him. Soft little happy noises coupled with kitten licks and gentle suction. Adam pulled off with a pop, licking at the pad of one of Alfie’s fingers. “I waited a little while but I don’t think he will, he hasn’t talked about taking me away from here. But it’s okay! Cause I get to be with you! Even if this place sort of scares me.”

“I think the concern for having sex with someone who is related to you may lie in a similarity in genetic makeup and not a soul-based standpoint, but I digress.” He made an abstract hand gesture with his free hand, far too distracted to continue that train of thought.

Alfie made a soft sympathetic sound, carding his fingers through Adam’s hair. “I won’t let anything happen to you.” 

That much he could promise. Although they’d taken away his ability to kill via sex, they hadn’t stripped him of his ability to kill overall, if the need should come for it.

“Come, sweet boy,” He stood, balancing box of chocolates and book and extending hand for Adam to take.

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CAIN ;;

He was humored by the arrogance of the succubus regardless of how much of it may or may not be earned. “There you go, forgetting you aren’t the only pretty little thing in a cage down here, again.” He’d play the game for now despite the insistence that he hadn’t come for the other. Truthfully, he hadn’t. It had been all intention on going straight to his office, but the distraction was sometimes well worth it.

“Ah... of course. My apologies. Have fun with your subpar meats, councilman.” 

He turned, heading back into his cell. In no mood to entertain blows to his self-esteem - regardless of how much damage they actually did - Alfie reclaimed earlier position lounged on his bed, putting his headphones back in.

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ADAM ;;

Adam wiggled even closer, practically sitting atop the table, and opened his mouth again. He loved when Alfie spoke French, even if he didn’t understand it, it sounded very pretty.

He gave a cute, scandalized gasp. “I would never leave without saying goodbye! My European admirer? It was the man who always looks angry, he keeps calling me ‘angel’. It’s kind of nice but he also makes me uncomfortable.” Adam shrugged, as long as he had Baz and Alfie he’d be fine. 

“You know the one, ah, how does he sound-” Alfie considered a moment before affecting a German accent, “My pet, have you behaved yourself?”

Admittedly, it wasn’t the best impression of Baz, given Alfie’s propensity to a more sultry murmur, but it did the job.

Dipping his fingers into Adam’s mouth so the boy could lick them clean, Alfie tipped his head to one side. “I keep expecting that one to take you home to his boyfriend, you know. Might get that other one off of your back.”