cold heart

"they say that the loveliest angels make the CRUELEST demons and my darling, you were so kind and beautiful before they dragged you to HELL"

[itsoliverwalsh-deactivated20191]

“Oh yeah, I forgot. You’re only using me to hang out with my dog.” Oliver teased. Taking one of the cushions on his side of the couch, he threw it at Law and then laughed softly. “Great, how about next weekend?” He asked, smiling. “But a good man can’t always be trusted to be good.” Oliver completed the saying. “Yeah, pretty much. The worse to deal with are people you can’t read. They’re unpredictable, you can’t tell which side they’re on.” Oliver nodded, looking up at the other. Usually, he wouldn’t be comfortable talking about what had happened with Zeffer with anyone. But that wasn’t the case now. “I guess you’re right. But it’s still a crime.” He pointed out, and then shrugged.

[lawhq]

“Duh,” he accentuated it with a playful roll of his eyes. Lawrence caught the pillow and used it to settle more comfortably into the couch with a wide smirk. “I mean, I may be booked but I’ll check to see if I can move things around.” He joked with a small laugh. “Yeah. Those people are the most evil.” His voice was soft, sounding far off for a moment before he met Oliver’s gaze again, shaking his head at the other male. “Don’t you know how this friendship works, Ollie?” He questioned him with a stern look, only partially mocking. “I’m the bad friend that makes you feel like anything you do can’t be worse than what I do and if that’s not the case right now then obviously I’m failing which means I need to go cause some trouble. Then what I get out of it is that maybe your endless hope and optimism will somehow spread to me, unlikely, but a fool can hope can’t he? Not that I’m really looking forward to ever being all sunshine and such but if I ever get out of here I need to at least be able to pretend. To make friends and shit. Survive in the real world.”

[elitereality]

I want to drink, I want to smoke, I want to do every fucking drug in the world, I want to party until I can’t think anymore, I want to go numb again because clearly darling, I just don’t give a damn anymore.

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[trcdemistxke-deactivated2024122]

‘Psh, you totally would. I’m stealing alcohol for me. You owe me.” He teased and eventually they got towards the dorms. “You wanna go out to the gardens or go chill in a dorm?” He asked. When Law talked about his master, he chuckled. ‘Probably couldn’t handle that no feelings involved shit.”

[lawhq]

“Nope. I’m perfectly capable of getting alcohol. You did it to have some fun and I helped,” he quipped, nudging the other male playfully. “Gardens. I’m tired of rotting inside surrounded by the scent of sex.” He shrugged. “No feelings was a rule he set so it was actually pretty good but nothing good lasts. Anyways, what about you?”

[nova-shaylee]

“He’s got a master. He’s going to be in trouble if you leave any marks.” she scoffs. 

[lawhq]

“That’s his problem, not mine. So stop being a mood killer or leave.”

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[nova-shaylee]

“Wha-what are you doing?” she asks with a stutter, unusually quiet for her hostile personality. 

[lawhq]

Lawrence frowned after detaching his mouth from the neck of a wayward pet he had managed to seduce. “Trying to have a good time. You care because--?”

[hrpgsimon-deactivated20170613]

The weather out here is so lovely.

[lawhq]

“I guess so.” He shrugged.

[trcdemistxke-deactivated2024122]

Eli nodded seriously, trying to hold back a laugh. “Give me a cut if you make it that far, yeah?” He asked. He walked off with Law, to someplace where they wouldn’t be seen. He didn’t know where that would be, but he was sure they would find someplace. “I feel you, for sure.” Eli chuckled. ‘So do you have a new master yet or what?”

[lawhq]

“Maybe.” He said, winking at him jokingly. Lawrence kept a calm stance as they walked around the mansion. At this point he wasn’t even concerned with being caught anymore. He had nothing to lose if they did get caught. “No, my second one just ditched.” He shrugged. “Shame because he was hot and fucked hard but so does every master. Whatever.”

[itsoliverwalsh-deactivated20191]

Oliver laughed a little, shaking his head. “As if, you like me too much for that.” He teased, batting his eyelashes playfully. “Well, we can watch it together next time you come over. Have a marathon, maybe?” Nodding as he listened to Law, Oliver took one last sip from his bottle and finished it. “Angels into sinners, I guess. Cause you don’t really see it coming. I wasn’t exactly an angel before but never thought I’d torture someone.” He sighed, looking down for a moment. “And I keep telling myself that he started it and that I what did might have kept him for hurting someone else but in the end, I stooped to his level.” 

[lawhq]

“That’s questionable.” The friendly banter was nice. Often times Lawrence’s overuse of sarcasm and satire left him in deep trouble but not with someone like Oliver who could appreciate his sense of humor. “Marathon sounds good,” he agreed. It would give him something to do besides fuck and drink his way through the mansion, again. “Exactly because it’s more unexpected that way. It’s like that saying, you can always trust a bad man to be bad and so on.” He shrugged, forgetting the rest. “The dirtbag deserved it. And stooping down to his level is just a crime of passion. You can’t be faulted for emotions running wild.”

[nora-chwe]

“Sounds like fun. So why aren’t you?”

[lawhq]

“I’m taking a break.”

[trcdemistxke-deactivated2024122]

“If you ever find out, wanna kill him together?” He teased and shook his head as he walked in and grabbed a bag and started stuffing it with bottles of alcohol. They’d definitely need more than one each for this joy ride. When they got as much as the bag as he could, he tapped Law on the shoulder and cocked his head to the side. ‘Let’s go.” He said and started heading in the opposite direction with him. “Because people are pussies and feelings matter and feelings are important.”

[lawhq]

“Kill him? I’m asking to be a business partner.” Lawrence spoke with a grand grin, only half joking. He turned when the male tapped him on the shoulder, grinning with a mischievous spark in his eyes as they landed on the bag filled with alcohol. “I might stab the next person I hear spouting sentimental bullshit like that. Nothing matters but booze and sex.”

[itsoliverwalsh-deactivated20191]

Oliver raised his eyebrows at his friend in question. “What are you talking about? I must’ve been really drunk or high because I don’t remember any of that.” He laughed. “Alright, I do remember one time we got caught but that’s it. And the fact that I’m claimed also helped, no one wants to deal with an angry Kaillin.” He nodded in agreement at his friend’s words. “I’ll see what I can do. Have a couple of friends that are masters, they could be useful. And no, I’ve never seen Prison Break, actually. Is it good?” He asked, letting out a small chuckle. Oliver had a distant look on his face as he listened intently to Law, a flash of anger was still present in his eyes. “That’s really fucked up but it’s true.” He sighed. “It was probably better this way. He refused to believe that this place had changed me, even after hearing what I did to Zeffer.”

[lawhq]

Lawrence rolled his eyes, giving into his friend just the once. The alcohol was starting to catch up with him and his train of thought but not enough for him to hold back the mock look of offense and shock at Oliver’s response. “If you weren’t my only friend I would disown you. That show is the shit and the main guy is hotter than me if you can believe it.” He winked playfully. Lawrence shrugged, settling back into his seat. “This place turns angels into sinners and sinners into pure devils. Which is worse do you think?” He asked with a crooked smirk. Maybe his words were a little dramatic but Lawrence was nothing but dramatic and Oliver was well informed of that.

[nora-chwe]

“So, is someone going to show me the way to the red room of pain, or do I have to find it myself?”

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[lawhq]

“Find it yourself. Everyone’s already too busy fucking each other.”

[trcdemistxke-deactivated2024122]

“Hell, watch the owner be like an FBI agent or some shit and he’s keeping all this lowkey.” Elijah chuckled, knowing that Law was right and the police had to be involved somehow. They reached the kitchen and Eli looked around before pushing the door open and walking in with Law. “We bury skeletons in the ground for a reason. They’re happier that way. We’re happier that way.”

[lawhq]

“My guess is that he’s just a very rich man, well liked with a lot of connections.” Lawrence followed the male but stayed in the doorway, staying vigilante to anyone that may come to the hall. “I can’t speak for the skeletons but it does make me much happier. See, I don’t get why it’s so bad to ignore our problems. If everyone did that then they would just all go away and oh look at that, we discovered the secret to world peace.”

[itsoliverwalsh-deactivated20191]

Oliver rolled his eyes playfully at Law’s answer and chuckled softly. At his friend’s statement, he faked an offended expression, raising his eyebrows at him. “Excuse me? At least my plans work. How many times have we been caught again? That’s right, none.” He remarked. “I’ll admit that maybe stealing from the guards was not the best idea but we managed to outrun then so I’d say that went pretty well.” The taller male shrugged, smirking a bit. “But yeah, I’ll get some help if that makes you feel better.” After taking another sip from his bottle, Oliver offered it to his friend, seeing as Law had finished his own. “No, I supposed it doesn’t. I just hate that they have the power to use us like that. Remember how I told you my ex was here? And that we had this stupid argument the first time I saw him around? Well, we were actually starting to get along again and then he left. I mean, why would he even bother trying to work on our friendship again if he was going to leave, you know? But fuck him too. We don’t need them.”

[lawhq]

“Are you forgetting all the times we have been caught we just suffered no consequences becomes I have a magical way with words?” Lawrence smirked, shaking his head fondly, offering another shrug. “Help is help. Can never be too careful when it comes to a prison escape. Ever seen Prison Break?” A sharp brow rose at Oliver’s words, becoming more invested now that the conversation was switching away from him. “I do remember.” He frowned at hearing the asshole had just disappeared. At least Lawrence could understand why people left but he couldn’t understand why anyone would leave Oliver. “Because it’s much more crushing to leave someone once you’ve given them hope. Even if they don’t do it on purpose it’s just a big cosmic joke. Many of us just so happen to be the punchline.”

[romanxgrimm]

‘ Well for all I knew your skills could be just you inflating your own ego. ’ He smirked as he moved his hands back down to grip onto the hem of his shirt & pulled away from the kiss to take it off his body, leaning in again to connect his lips to his neck as he bucked his hips into his hand.

[lawhq]

Lawrence chuckled as he let the other male take off his shirt, lifting his arms to help him. “Then let me show you how surprisingly honest I am.” He paused in his movements to enjoy the feeling of the lips on his neck but he grinned as he was able to undue his jeans & slip his hand inside, stroking him through the thin layer of his boxers.

[romanxgrimm]

‘ Good, communication – I like it. ’ He said as he gave his ass another squeeze, kissing him just as hungrily as he back him against the door, his hands moving up to slip under his shirt as he gripped onto his hips tightly & tilted his head to the side to deepen the kiss.

[lawhq]

“I’m surprised you would expect anything less from someone as chatty as me.” Feeling his back hit the door, he let out a small gasp at the contact, sliding a hand down his chest & in between them, he cupped him through his pants, stroking him teasingly.