.glory fades.

You'll never take me alive because I'm already dead.

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Leather, tether, feather…

…pleather

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never ever live forever

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fun ghoul waits all day for the same song to come back on the radio so he can play along to it 

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sickdestroyerr

… Tch. -kicks at him lazily-

//kicks hard at his ankle, trying to hurt it//

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sickdestroyerr

… -glares at him- Why not??

Stop tryin’ to make me say nice shit to you.

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sickdestroyerr

-crosses arms and scowls at him some more- …

//lets it go silent if that’s what Kobra wants, wanting to concentrate on smoking anyway since he’d been saving it// ........

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sickdestroyerr

-watches him for a long moment- .. Do you hate me?

No. //looks up, confused and a little annoyed// You think I hate you?

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sickdestroyerr

-lets Ghoul kick him back though and flops backwards, sitting a few inches further away from him with a scowl on his face- Ow.

.....

//pulls a winkled cigarette from inside his jacket and lights it in his mouth, sitting up and leaning over his crossed legs, only looking at the floor// Dick.

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//winces and backs up to the wall, and it’s so obviously a negative reaction that he stops trying to pretend otherwise and hits Kobra’s chest with his knee and tries to kick him back, though without enough force to really annoy him, since he was in a much better position to hit him back// Okay--,

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louderthanthevoid

//Quietly seething// More and more every day.

Trust me -- Kobra would love it. Totally worth it. The offer’s open.

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louderthanthevoid

Why don’t I fuckin put your blood in my hair…when I fuckin slit your throat…dick…//smacks him over the head//

Mm, it’d look good. //leans against his chest, his hair over his eyes from Party hitting him// You wanna try it?

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louderthanthevoid

Kobra’s a fucking liar then I don’t put rat blood in my hair!

Maybe you should think about doin’ it... mix things up, go wild on it,

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//shakes his head and meets Kobra’s eyes, just for a second// I don’t want you to--just-- //kisses his lips again//

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-makes a little humming sound under his breath before he grabs at Ghoul’s crotch just to see what he’d do-

//winces and for a second flinches away, but then pushes back against Kobra’s hand and holds onto his neck more solidly// 

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-continues the kiss, though he starts to open his eyes so he could watch him as he does it-

//starts wondering how long this will go on for, and after a few seconds touches the side of his neck and the collar of his shirt, just trying to get it to go somewhere else//

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-flinches a little but decides to hold the kiss as long as Ghoul can stand to, to test him, so he starts to slowly, tenderly, deepen it-

//becomes less stiff the more Kobra does that, the fingers on his free hand however curling up until his nails are digging into his palm//

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sickdestroyerr

… -scowls again, feeling sickened- Fine. Forget it.

//hesitates, trying to decide if it will end well or not, but reaches up to kiss him before he stands up again, his fingers shaking when he puts them on his jaw//

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sickdestroyerr

-scowls- But.

… I feel bad, you have to help me feel better, s’why we talk, isn’t it…?

//withdraws as a tear falls down his cheek and he knows he can’t hide it quickly enough; shrugs shrinks away from him//