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Goodbye!

Hello, everyone,

I am not even sure if some of people I roleplayed with are still here and I probably owe an apologize to them and to all followers for disappearing. The thing is, that I have no longer muse and time for this sinner boy. So I decided to close this blog. It will be archived. I want to thank everyone for being here with me and for me and for all the fun I had. Linda was my very first muse here on tumblr and he still have a special place in my heart along with all the people I had threads with. Take care, guys, whoever will read this. Thank you for everything! 

If you want to contact me or anything, my current active blog is @silxntrabiddog and I should be online also on my Roppi blog @bloodredrivers from time to time. 

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In fairy tales it always pays to take heed of the animals of the wild.

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Famous first lines of poetry pt. 1: bold the ones that apply to your muse. REPOST.  DON’T REBLOG.

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked.//Tyger Tyger, burning bright. // I have done it again. //Do not go gentle into that good night.(Rage, rage against that dying light) // The sea is calm to-night. // Let us go then, you and I. // April is the cruelest month, //  Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. // There is a place where the sidewalk ends. // I carry your heart with me. (I carry it in my heart) // Two roads diverged in a yellow wood. // Whose woods these are I think I know. // Let us twain walk aside from the rest; // Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary. // I taught myself to live simply and wisely. // It so happens I am sick of being a man. // I wandered lonely as a cloud. // Does it dry up, like a raisin in the sun? // O my Luve is like a red, red rose. // O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done; // Out of the night that covers me. // It was many and many a year ago. // You may write me down in history. // Do not stand at my grave and weep. // Some say the world will end in fire; // Some say in ice. // Hope is the thing with feathers. // The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees. // No man is an island. // Remember me when I am gone away. //I met a traveler from an antique land. // ‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves. // This is thy hour O Soul. // We wear the mask that grins and lies. // Death be not proud. // And death shall have no dominion. // Laugh, and the world laughs with you; // The art of losing isn’t hard to master; // To see a World in a Grain of Sand. // Is there anybody there? said the Traveler. //Nobody heard him, the dead man. // That crazed girl improving her music. // Come to me in the silence of the night; // Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high. // When you are old and grey and full of sleep. // In Flanders’ fields the poppies blow. // I thought of you and how you love this beauty. // Life, believe, is not a dream. // It may be misery not to sing at all. // If starry space no limit knows // Come live with me and be my love, // Had we but world enough and time. // My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains my sense. // Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art; // Thou still unravish’d bride of quietness. // How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. // Heaven is what I cannot reach! // My dear, my dear, I know. // In visions of the dark night. // Shall I compare thee to a summers day?// Break, break, break. // She walks in beauty. // I had a dream, which was not all a dream. // He clasps the crag with crooked hands.

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    “Once upon a time there lived a very naive boy, his foolishness soon brought him to his demise but since he was a fool till the very end, he didn’t realize how foolish of him it was to listen to the devil’s sweet whispers.” 

It might seem like the collector was talking to himself but in reality he was telling this little story, which could easily be found almost in every child’s book, to the one behind him. Of course he was aware of the fact that he had been being followed ever since he left his client’s side; whoever his follower was, their presence was too strong to ignore and he was also aware of the scent that surrounded them, a scent familiar to his own demons, to his but quite different as well. 

A scoff escaped his lips and soon the man in black stopped dead in his tracks. Without moving from his spot, he allowed his gaze to travel around until it found the stars in the night sky. He was quite curious about who this curious person was. So, there was no need to say that the question was directed at them as he spoke. 

     “What do you think this foolish boy’s name is?”

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    The voice, colder than the air of a late fall night lingered in the darkness of the side alley. Distant sounds of a main street were devoured by it and the whole scene had a might to let anyone frozen by fright.

    The boy standing in a shadow of a high building, however, didn't even waver at his footsteps. His movements came to a stop synchronically with the movements of a man in a black coat standing just a few meters before him, as if he was just a shadow. Oh, but he really was, wasn't he? Standing there in the darkness, fearless and without doubts, even excited, chilling breeze ruffling the edges of his coat, big black bird sitting silently on his left shoulder, watching and judging. 

    "This foolish boy is a dead boy. He died and even though he is still breathing, his heart is still beating. His skin is smooth even though the fire melted it to the bone. The devil's whisper is the only thing he has. This whisper also told him about you, not a long time ago."     The blond boy’s voice was silent, but strong. There wasn't a slightest sign of hesitation or fear in it. Amber irises stabbed into the other man's back, craving for seeing his face. After the moment of silence, the dead singer opened his mouth and breathed deeply, before giving Manya a simple answer - the one he certainly wanted to hear and complete the story. 

    "His name is Linda." 

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Kurashi smiled, though his bruised face and broken lip hurt from that, too. He liked just laying there snuggled into the blond, and when he was assured - though somewhat unwillingly, he could feel that - that he won’t be left alone with his pain and anxiety, it only made him happier. 

He felt selfish for it, yes; but just for now, just for a bit, he wanted be selfish, and stay with Linda at all times. More so than malnourished from the lack of food, the boy was starved for warmth and affection, after all.

Once Linda stood up, and asked him to do so, too, Kurashi nodded quietly and slowly let his feet touch the floor. It hurt, yes, but he could handle it; and with a bit of the singer’s help, he managed to stand up without crying from pain. 

“…i-it’s fine…” he murmured, closing his eyes briefly until he stopped feeling dizzy. “I walked all the way to Linda-san’s house yesterday… And now I’m feeling much better, so I don’t mind moving a bit.”

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    It was obvious, that the boy was in pain, though he didn't make a slightest sound. However, Linda could see the discomfort in the raven's face, be it only a small frown. He was supporting the thin body with all his gentleness, smiling softly as they managed to get Kurashi on his own feet. He watched the boy carefully as he closed his eyes, arms wrapped around the petite waist, keeping him in a safe embrace just for a case his legs would betray him. After Kurashi finally opened his eyes and talked once more, the singer run his fingers softly through the boy's jet-black hair and gave a little peck on his forehead.     "But now there's no need to strain yourself okay?"     Linda slowly moved to the side, still supporting Kurashi's back and holding his hand tightly but carefully.      "Let’s try then. Tell me if you would want to stop and rest."      They moved forward, making small steps, heading slowly but safely to the door. Linda still watched Kurashi from the corner of his eye, making sure everything is going well. Knowing, that the boy’s body is all sore, the singer wanted to ease the painful silence, so he turned his gaze to Kurashi, smiling playfully.     "I also can carry you, if you want~."

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If Tem had to act out that ridiculously to get someone’s attention, it was likely she didn’t want it at all. Someone doing that to her would surely have the opposite effect, so she wouldn’t turn around and do the same thing to someone else. Even if they were a little bit famous.

“Ahh, but does he? Don’t tease a poor nobody like that,” She replied, tilting her nose up just a little to accompany the smug skepticism in her tone. This wasn’t all to say she wasn’t dealing with her own set of nervesーif he really was the main act of the night, anybody would feel a little self-conscious. But letting that dictate your actions wouldn’t help anything, and Tem wasn’t going to let it warp her personality.

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    "Maybe he does,"      Linda's smirk turned into a rather soft smile, which could be just a little excuse for teasing the girl a bit more. He stepped closer to her, honey eyes looked her up and down, his index finger pressed on his lip as he was seemingly contemplating about something.      "Such a beautiful girl shouldn't talk about herself like this. You're not poor, you're stunning. And definitely not nobody. You have a name for sure. Can I ask for it?"        The singer smiled charmingly as he bowed slightly to the new object of his adoration.      "I’m Linda, but you probably know already."

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    Linda had to giggle at his cousin's perplexed expression, as he seemingly disturbed him from observing his body. It was also really satisfying, that the other boy is so captivated by the sight of Linda's almost naked body.     The way how Masaomi's hands were slowly slipping down his waist and hips in the next moments sent a pleasant shivers down the singer's spine. Maybe the other boy seemed confused and highly flustered, but he definitely knew how to touch his lover.     He helped the other with undressing the last piece of his clothing, a soft blush spread over his face. However, the cause of Linda’s slightly reddened cheeks was not the fact he was now completely naked and Masaomi could clearly see how much he liked the whole situation. It was just because he was simply aroused. Being naked before someone else was already quite natural for the sinful singer after all.     Linda moaned silently but shamelessly as the other boy's lips started to abuse his neck. Hands went up, fingers curled into the other’s blond locks, eyes went blank by pleasure he was given. He didn’t expect such a daring move from his cousin and honestly it made him happy.       "Mmm... seems like you want to continue," Linda whispered charmingly, letting out a soft laugh. 

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    Linda smiled bitterly. He was well aware of what he has done and even though his ex-girlfriend didn’t show much signs of being sad, or angry or anything after their break up, a guilt was still chewing in his mind. Which was quite uncommon for the flighty singer. It could be the sign, that Navi was (from all those girls and boys) different in something. Linda couldn’t say exactly if it was her or his own feelings for her. He hated it so much.     However, he couldn’t help this sudden excitement. Excitement from being literally pushed against a wall. Honestly, there was no need for Navi to hit him. She did it already - standing on the stage, singing so fiercely and beautifully. The words of her song beat him up in such a stunning way…     “Your performance was much more poetic, I guess. Maybe I got just a little bit inspired. Anyway.. it’s nice to know you still like my pretty face that much. Honestly, a bruise wouldn’t look nice on it, so thank you for your mercy.”

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     Linda could see  a little bit of something hidden behind his words, that much could Izaya tell judging by both his expression and his words. And it was not like the raven was a person devoid of emotions. There were just a few kinds of them he chose to disregard, to never take them seriously. Maybe it was because he was, in reality, a coward and dealing with them was something he was deep inside scared of and that was why he had never been interested in them. Yes. It was definitely safer to love humanity as a whole.

      What did make Linda fall for him though?  That was something he would really like to know and he was tempted to ask but in the end decided against it. After all, it was not that unusual for someone to fall for him. It was almost the same all the time; sometimes it actually bored him. They were admiring his intelligence and his looks and while they most of the time partly hated his personality, they admired it too. And it looked like the hatred just fueled their feelings even more. Added a little bit spice, you could say.

      Still, he remained silent for a while and simply continued to pet Linda’s hair, letting him to talk for once. It didn’t take long and he was interrupted by the blond sitting up though.

      Yes, he was pleased by desire in the other’s eyes. Yet he was not so sure if he desired him too. Since he was already dead, would that mean that sex with him would feel like having sex with a corpse?  That was a ridiculous idea and Izaya quickly dismissed it and yet there was something that was stopping him from internally reciprocating the other’s desire. Still, he kissed him back when he was being kissed and he found himself a little bit surprised by how normal it felt.

     “Yes, I’ll make sure to enjoy it.”

       His usual, a little bit fake smile showed on his face as he played his role perfectly, his voice seemingly as light-hearted and collected as ever. Maybe there was even a little bit of fake excitement added in it. Even though the whole situation felt strange, even distressing in some way. Why it felt that way, however, Izaya didn’t know just yet.

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   Amber eyes narrowed a little, Linda's head fell to the side as they scanned the face before them. After Izaya's voice went quiet, there was again a moment of a complete silence. Something felt weird, even wrong. Izaya's lips... were as soft and delicious as ever, yet there was something utterly wrong.     Deadly silence was interrupted by a soft rustle of a birds wings. The crow, sitting quietly like a sculpture on the chair nearby probably had a need to remind the two men of its presence. Linda's gaze, though, didn't move an inch from Izaya's face, pupils widening, almost devouring all the golden color in his eyes. The former singer's hand slowly went up Izaya's chest, fingertips brushing over a warm skin of his neck and stopping on the place, where he could feel the beats of the other's heart. Not saying anything, Linda looked deep into those false auburn eyes, soaking deep into them. Through the crow's sharp senses, he could feel uncertainty and even distress deep under Izaya's perfect mask. 

     Even though the blond's eyes fell shut, before he closed the little distance between their lips and connected them in another kiss. Soft, yet passionate, beginning with a few light pecks, then becoming a bit more daring. His tongue tasted those delicious lips, before gently slipping into the other's mouth.     Linda could sense every single breath and every single heartbeat under his touch as immensely as the sound of music. He could also sense something disturbing; some unpleasant noise. Though the desire was stronger, pulling him deeper and deeper into those sounds. He was waiting for more, wondering what will be louder in the end – the music or the noise?  

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     Yes, that was exactly  what most of humans said when being asked such questions but was it really the case?  Honestly, Izaya doubted that. Almost all of his observations of similar cases proved that one thing was what they said, a completely different was what they actually did. And real situations could uncover what there really was seemingly hidden inside, waiting for the time when it could come to the surface.

      Linda’s question made the raven smile. He wouldn’t say the current talk was really philosophical but he admitted that it might look that way to the blond. If Linda knew him, however, he would soon find out that such talks at any time were just a natural occurrence.

     “It depends on many factors. Sometimes I like when they leave right after but yes, most of the time I enjoy talking with humans, be it without, before, during or after a good fuck. I could try and see how awkward you would feel if I just stayed silent but I am currently not really in the mood for that. Or is it that you would prefer a different topic?”

      Looking at the other, he waited for his answer with a questioning look, yet his whole expression was as calm as if he was watching some relaxing scene. It was as if he didn’t have any vile intentions at all and maybe it really was true but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t use an opportunity to amuse himself whenever he could.

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    “Ah, no. No need to change the topic, I like it.”        Linda extended his arms high above his head and stretched his muscles with a soft and a bit pained sigh. He was tired and sore and honestly, he craved for a gentle touch. If the informant was willing to give it to him was a question, but it didn't stop the singer from slipping down on the other's lap. Making himself comfortable, Linda smiled with an expression of a sleepy kitty. He wanted to continue in their talk after all and feed his curiosity too since Izaya was an interesting and mysterious person to him. 

    "When would you prefer them to leave right after?" 

    Linda started to ask, looking up at the other, a soft smile still present on his face.     "About what do you talk with them usually? Haha, you seem to really like talking with people... and also playing with them - not only in a bed. That's kinda scary, you know?"

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      Laurent let Linda look at him freely, looking back at him calmly, his gaze not changing much. He could tell the other considered him to be attractive since he was already pretty much used to get such looks from the other males. It didn’t displease him nor it did make him happy—he merely took it as a fact. Too bad Linda and him wouldn’t ever sleep together. At least Laurent didn’t intend to do so.

      He knew even before the other started to answer his question that he was sent there as a punishment for something he did—or didn’t do, as he found out in the end. Honestly, the other was so easy to read he wouldn’t make it very far if he was in Laurent’s position. For Laurent himself, however, it was good. At least he would immediately find out if his uncle decides to use the slave against him.

       “So you did nothing when she was being killed?”

      The question came out in a calm, not really harsh tone even if the question was, in reality, quite cruel. Yet for Laurent it just meant to collect as many facts about the other as possible. It was almost an offend for him, however, to get someone who failed to protect his princess as a gift. He briefly wondered what would happen if he sent the gift back after his findings. But he was not going to be so reckless yet. 

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          Laurent's question stabbed the boy like a burning arrow right through the chest. Linda could feel how his guts twisted and a cold sweat popped out on his nape, making him shudder. Calm voice, in which was Laurent talking was somehow terrifying. It was like standing face to face to a sleeping lion - one could never know, when it wakes up and burrows its teeth into his neck. Still not being completely aware for what they use slaves, Linda had a feeling, that Laurent maybe craves for someone, who could not only serve him, but also protect him if it would be necessary. And it would mean another great failure.     The slave, however tried hard to suppress his fear, fist clenching in his lap, head still in a deep bow. It took him a few long and painful moments until he could take breath long enough to speak, voice weak, wet with tears but still, there was a little bit of self-confidence in it.     "I am not a knight, my lord. I never held a sword in my hands, no one ever taught me how to use it. Even if I tried to defend her, it would be futile. I was supposed to take care of her comfort, not her safety."     Linda collected all his courage to raise his head and look up at Laurent, though his eyes were tempted to look away.     "I know... I know I was supposed to die for her, but it would be such a pointless death, because there was no way to save her."       Linda's words were honest. Also rather selfish, because the blond was a coward clinging to his life too much to die in a battle he knew he can't win.     "I apologize for not being strong and skillful at fighting, if you want me to be. But I will try my best to provide your comfort. I will be obedient in everything, I promise!"

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Kurashi’s eyes filled with sadness when he saw Linda’s distress. It was terribly worrying; he knew how much the blond relayed on his looks. If Linda knew… 

Kurashi did see, up close, how his face looked right now. It didn’t change anything; the boy loved Linda even more than before, now that his heart broke over and over again for his blond lover; but for the singer, this would be a hit far worse than the pain, the treatments and rehabilitation. 

Knowing his face was destroyed, it could break him completely.

“I didn’t protect you…” Kurashi murmured, casting his eyes down. He knew Linda hated him taking all the blame for himself, but he couldn’t help it. Not in such a matter; not when he was so close, and could have well enough done something.

As the blond’s hand once more raised to his bandages, Kurashi caught it with his own and brought it to his lips, pressing soft kisses over Linda’s palm.

“Don’t touch.” he said softly. “You need to let it all heal; until then, they can’t be sure how bad is it. The doctors said you were lucky, and that it’s not too big or too deep; that’s the truth. I know with all the bandages and it probably hurting, it must be frightening to you; but you shouldn’t worry right now. It will only make it harder to rest properly and heal.” 

Kurashi smiled softly, holding Linda’s hand in his both, eyes soft and loving. With incredible gentleness, he leaned in, and pressed a soft kiss to the bandaged half of Linda’s face, though careful not to cause him pain.

“Linda-san, if I happily kiss you there, it can’t look that bad, can it?” he smiled, and this time pressed a soft kiss to the singer’s other cheek. “So let yourself rest; let yourself heal, and don’t worry too much…. And come home to me.” Kurashi’s eyes glistened with tears; of happiness and love, this time.

“You’ve been asleep so long, and I missed you so much…”

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When his hand was pulled away from his face and Kurashi’s lips brushed over the skin of the top of his palm, Linda just stared silently. The way how Kurashi acted was too gentle and too caring, even his self-blame for not protecting him was just too much and it distracted the singer from his current thoughts for a little moment.    That this pretty boy had a crush on him was obvious from the beginning, but now it seemed like much more than a simple crush. Linda was, though, too scared to search for the reason and too confused to say anything. Kurashi’s words, no matter how reassuring they supposed to sound were somehowdistressing. The singer’s hand was shaking slightly, his eyes watering, but he managed to hold the tears back. He knew very well, there must be an ugly wound under the bandages and when he imagined how his face might look right now, it was making him nauseous.    “I am not dumb. It was some chemical… and I’m scared… it feels wrong, really wrong.”    Linda mumbled silently, not paying much attention to his lover, eyes distant and dull until Kurashi leaned to him and kissed the bandaged part of his face. He looked away, breathing out shakily as another soft kiss landed on the healthy half of his face. Kurashi was so sweet, his actions were literally caressing his aching heart. But even so much love wasn’t enough to keep the singer’s messed up mind calm.

   “Did you even see how it looks like?”    Linda was about to cry and even a few little tears already fell down his cheek. He let out a silent sob mixed with a hiss. Crying was too painful. He sighed, stopping his hand on the half way to his face as he realized that he even can’t rub his eyes. Instead, he reached his arms to his lover and pulled him closer.

  “I am worried, Kurashi… and I can’t do otherwise… What if I turned into a monster? Why would someone want to do it to me…? I know I am an asshole but such things shouldn’t happen…”    The singer whispered, nuzzling his face to the other’s chest. Apart from how terrible he felt, he was thankful that Kurashi is there with him. From all those people, the young artist was there and Linda could bet, he barely left his side for the whole time…

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     Masaomi just rolled his eyes  and sighed at Linda’s praising himself and didn’t say anything but he didn’t actually mind. The experience was very pleasurable, after all. Linda deserved the praise but since he already praised himself so well, Masaomi decided he wouldn’t add his own.

     “So if you wasn’t gentle with me, would it hurt longer?”

      Because if it was so, Masaomi wasn’t sure if he ever wanted to experience hard fuck, even if the idea was highly arousing to him.

     “I don’t have any plans for tomorrow but I should call Saki if I decide to stay here… And no, thanks, I think one round for this night is more than enough.”

      Masaomi declined the offer with a straight face and small sigh, aware of the fact Linda was just teasing him. But no matter what his cousin said, he was not so sure about the fact that he would really be able to go for another round since he seemed to be quite tired. Taking the other’s hand, he followed him to the bathroom, blinking when he saw the size of it once they got there.

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         "Yeah, it would be probably a bit more painful then."     Linda shrugged, as they were walking to the bathroom, his fingers squeezed Masaomi's hand softly.     "But it's not like it's something you could die from. The thing is, that you wouldn't enjoy a shit if I rammed into you like crazy for the first time. Or at least, I don’t think you’re such a masochist."     Linda grinned, tilting his head as he gave the other a playful look. Honestly, the truth behind his words was, that he simply didn't want to screw up and left a bad impression on Masaomi. The singer was too determined to be the best lover under the sun, so making someone uncomfortable before, while or after fucking with him was just unacceptable.        "Then I hope she wouldn't mind. It's nice to be with you after so long time, so I would like to enjoy it a bit longer. We can make a lazy day tomorrow, what do you think?"     The singer had to giggle, when he saw Masaomi's surprised expression as they got into the bathroom. No wonder, it was big, modern and styled in black and white. He run the water in the large bathtub and added some nicely smelling oil into it. While they were waiting for the bathtub to be full, Linda lit a few candles and dimmed the lights. When everything was ready, he slowly stepped into the warm water, before extending his hand to Masaomi, to help him with getting in as well.

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     Masaomi blinked  when Linda moved him away of his lap and looked at him that way, for a moment thinking he was actually going to say something serious. What followed, however, was his dramatic performance, which no matter how great it was, it was clear for him that he wasn’t really serious about what he said. So he just watched his cousin perform in silence, wondering where Linda took all his energy from.

      When the other finally started to laugh, Masaomi hit his back a bit to punish him from attempting to make fun of him, grinned and shook his head.

     “Saying that you desire me would be enough, you know.”

      Still, hearing the other say that he was curious and excited about Masaomi topping him and even going as far as to say he was all his, Masaomi blushed, not being able to hide his happy smile about not being rejected.

     “I had sex three days ago if you really have to know that.”  He stood up and wrapped his arms around the other as well, giving his lips a soft peck.  “And I can’t decide if I want you or the alcohol at first~. The bottle really does look quite fancy, y'know…”

      He just couldn’t help but to get back at his cousin at least a little bit for getting teased by him before.

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        "Ouch... c'mon it wouldn't be so much fun." 

    Linda puffed his cheeks as a rather gentle but still a bit painful hit landed on his back. However, he was well aware, he deserved it and it was not like he would mind being punished a little bit.      Seeing the other blond's happy puppy face and pink tints coloring his cheeks, Linda's face stretched into adoring expression. He wanted to eat Masaomi up, he would fuck him right away, there on the floor, on a couch, it really didn't matter. But oh, wasn't he the one who is going to be fucked tonight? But that really wasn't a bad thing, not at all.     "Three days is quite long time, isn't it?"     The singer grinned, returning the peck, his arms locked tighter around the other's shoulders. His lips found the quickest way to Masaomi's neck, granting it with a few teasing kisses.     "Aww, but the bottle isn't that fancy as I am," still with his lips glued to Masaomi's neck, the singer let out a charming chuckle. "But I don't mind opening the bottle first."        He really didn't mind it, because he knew, that Masaomi is usually more relaxed and even wilder and eager when he's drunk. And it would be a shame to let the bottle untouched, no matter how impatient he was right in the moment. So, the singer still stuck to the other boy's body reached for the bottle, before pulling away from him for a bit with a mischievous grin.     "But I want a kiss first."

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I should be in jail

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[ x ] smoked [ x ] consumed alcohol [ x ] slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex [ x ] slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex [ x ] kissed someone of the same sex [ x ] had sex [ x ] had someone in your room other than family [ x ] watched porn [ x ] bought porn [ x ] tried drugs

TOTAL: 10

[ x ] taken painkillers [ x ] taken someone else’s prescription medicine [ x ] lied to your parents [ x ] lied to a friend [ x ] snuck out of the house [ x ] done something illegal [ x ] felt hurt [ x ] hurt someone ( he got into a few fights and I think also hurting someones feelings count too?)  [   ] wished someone to die [   ] seen someone die TOTAL: 8

[ x ] missed curfew [ x ] stayed out all night [ x ] eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself [    ] been to a therapist [ x ] received a ticket [   ] been to rehab [ x ] dyed your hair [   ] been in an accident [ x ] been to a club [ x ] been to a bar

TOTAL: 7

[ x ] been to a wild party [   ] been to a Mardi Gras parade [ x ] drank more than three alcoholic beverages in a night [   ] had a spring break in Florida [ x ] sniffed anything [ x ] wore black nail polish [ x ] wore arm bands [ x ] wore t-shirts with band names [   ] listened to rap TOTAL: 6

[ x ] dressed gothic [ x ] dressed girly (weeeyyy Linda, the crossdresser :’D ) [ x ] dressed punk [   ] dressed grunge [ x ] stole something [ x ] been too drunk to remember anything [ x ] blacked out [ x ] fainted [ x ] had a crush on a neighbour TOTAL: 8

[ x  ] had a crush on a friend [ x ] been to a concert [ x ] dry-humped someone; been dry humped [ x ] been called a slut (lol... LOL) [ x ] called someone a slut. [   ] installed speakers in a car [ x ] broken a mirror [ x ] showered at someone of the opposites sex’s house [   ] brushed your teeth with someone else’s toothbrush TOTAL: 7

[   ] considered Ludacris your favorite rapper? [ x ] seen an R-rated movie [ x ] cruised the mall [ x ] skipped school [   ] had surgery [ x ] had an injury [   ] gone to court [   ] walked out of a restaurant without paying/tipping [ x ] caught something on fire [ x ] lied about your age TOTAL: 6

[ x ] owned/rented an apartment/house [   ] broke the law in the police’s presence [ x ] made out with someone who had a GF/BF [    ] got in trouble with the police [ x ] talked to a stranger [ x ] hugged a stranger [ x ] kissed a stranger [ x ] rode in the car with a stranger [ x ] been harassed [ x ] been verbally harassed TOTAL: 8

[ x ] met face-to-face with someone you met online [ x  ] stayed online for 5+ hours straight [ x ] talked on the phone for more than 4 hours straight [ x ] watched TV for 5 hours straight [ x ] been to a fair [ x ] been called a bad influence [ x ] drank and drove [ x  ] prank-called someone [ x ] laid on a couch with someone of the opposite sex [ x ] cheated on a test TOTAL: 10

GRAND TOTAL: 70

If you have 00-10 … write [I’m a goody-goody] If you have 11-20 … write [I’m still a goody-goody] If you have 21-30 … write [I’m average] If you have 31-40 … write [I’m a bad kid] If you have 41-50 … write [I’m a very bad influence] If you have 51-60 … write [I’m a horrible person] If you have 61-70 … write [I should be in jail] If you have 71-80 … write [I should be dead] If you have 81-90 … write [I got a ticket to Hell]

[darknessunderthemask]

Voulez-vous?

[darknessunderthemask]

Ichirou snickered lightly, seeing just what a confidence boost his reaction was to the blond. He needed to remember that… he was going to ravish this man, thoroughly, and he already knew it - the more he knew about his reactions, likes and dislikes until then, the better.

“It’s quite a private show.”

The raven replied with a little laugh, and ignored - for now - the clear invitation to touch the blond as he neared him. Instead, his eyes narrowed, and a little, playful smirk never left his lips - challenging, daring Linda to go further, to impress him. What he had gotten until now was good, yes; wonderful even…

…but Ichirou counted on oh, so much more…

“Assistance?” he purred quietly, in a soft, husky voice that somehow managed to pierce through the music. The actor stood up slowly, his moves graceful and elegant, perfectly trained during his life in theater. “That’s quite… disappointing. Do you need help, Linda-san? Or maybe…” 

Somehow, suddenly Ichirou was here, his hands on Linda’s hips, lips almost brushing against the blond’s ear as he purred into it.

“Or maybe you need assistance with the little problem you seem to have right here…? How unprofessional… Or is it?” he teased quietly; this time, it wasn’t just Linda who moved in the sensual rhythm, but Ichirou also, synchronising their bodies in quite a promising way. 

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    Pleasurable purr mixed with a soft chuckle, as the stripper felt Ichirou’s hands on his bare hips. His arm went up, locking behind the actor’s nape, other hand softly landed on a warm palm still resting on his left hip. Linda’s head fell back, just to let the other more space to harass his ear and neck, the whole body sensually swaying in a rhythm of the music.     Ichirou’s words were not really rewarding, they even made the blond froze for a tiny second. But the tone of the other man’s voice convinced him, it’s just a teasing. And Linda would gladly let the raven play with him as he please - for now, he was his toy after all.     “Unprofessional? No way.”    Linda let out another silent chuckle, his moves became more passionate, rear glued right on Ichirou’s groin, teasing it with erotic dance. He was enjoying every single part of it, proving, that nothing was unprofessional at all.     “You know... I wanted you to be the one who will end this show. So I won’t call it disappointing. And for making it to the end, I should be completely naked, right?”     The blond let go of the other’s body, making a precise loop around the pole with a provocative grin all over his face. Once his feet landed on the floor softly as a cat paws, he returned to his client, pressing his hands gently against the other's chest and started to move them back to the couch. Only a few steps full of passion, as their bodies were touching each other, were needed to get there. The blond made Ichirou to sit down and straddled him so fiercely, that it looked like he really wanted to ride him right in the moment. However, Linda just kept moving his hips sensually, giving the raven at least a picture of how it would look like if they really had sex in this position.     "Mmm, so do you want to finish it?"