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saccharinet:

BRAVE , CARELESS , IMPULSIVE , FOOLISH . what was the difference ? “ they’re little boys , they don’t know what they want , don’t know what they can GIVE . “ lashes bat in faux innocence ,

“ only MEN do . men can take care of me , not some little boy . “ boldly , his fingers move from the glass to the man’s left hand , thin digits tracing soft circle’s ‘pon unmarred skin .

Beau raised a brow as the boy described his reasoning for chasing older men. That was fair, he could understand that. However, when he started to bat his lashes and his pale youthful fingers began to dance along his own hand, both brows raised, impressed that he still managed to catch him off guard. “You like men taking care of you?” He asked curiously. “How would you define being taken care of?” He asked, side eyeing the boy, his hand staying still.

saccharinet:

“ you can step outside , samuel . we’ll let you know when we finish speaking with your parents . “ he can only stare , hands beginning to tremble against his thighs maybe by some MIRACLE both his mother & father’s cellphones were destroyed & they wouldn’t pick up !

YEAH RIGHT , WHAT A JOKE .

“ okay . “ is what samuel settles on , sniffing as he tossed his bag over his shoulder . & of course , with his brand of luck samuel is met with a familiar face . & wonderful ! it seems his luck continues because the boy gives him a smile & speaks . HE JUST COULDN’T BE LEFT ALONE , COULD HE ?

“ hey , what’s going on ? “ the boy says , a faint line of worry flicker’s across his face , AS IF THEY WERE FRIENDS . AS IF THIS WASN’T ONLY THE THIRD ( ? ) TIME THEY’VE SPOKEN . “ wouldn’t you like to know . “ samuel all but HISSES , pushing past the almost EMBARRASSINGLY larger boy .

“ i’m in trouble , what’s it look like ? “

He was aware of the impression people had of him, their preconceived idea was so far off from the truth but the only thing he could really do was try to prove them wrong. Sure, his family was tight knit and his parents were active members in the community, good jobs and they lived in those nice neighborhoods with the cookie cutter houses. He of course played football, his sister was a cheerleader so they were painted as snobs and preps, any kind of label they could use to try and paint their picture, they did. Keegan, even today is practically attached to his mother’s hip, so when he noticed a classmate, one he never really talked to but had honestly worried about for a little while. As he was changing in the locker room before P.E., he saw that he had been harming himself and his mother kicked in. He left class to talk to the counselor, thinking that if anything he was helping his classmate. Something he shouldn’t have delved into since he really had no idea what the outcome would be but he was there when the door opened, quickly readjusting himself from his locker too look like it was purely coincidence. “Hey, what’s going on?” He asked with a smile. He should have expected the bitter attitude as he pushed past him, stress in his tone. That didn’t stop him though, he turned on his heel and followed the boy. “Trouble? I’ve never known you to get into trouble? You okay?” He asked

saccharinet:

he revels in the attention , drinking it like a boy DEHYDRATED . “ school is a failed system destined to fail it’s children , so why bother & i don’t have friends . “ danny says quietly , lips pressed against the rim of the glass , suppressing a shudder as the man peers at him with INTEREST . “ i like playing with older men , “ a bold statement , he realizes , “ i can’t find that at school with teenage boys . “ WELL , TECHNICALLY … HE COULD .

“ i just have to find someone to play with . “

The demon was taken off guard by the boy’s bold confessions. However, he nodded in agreement. “I completely agree with the schooling, they pick and choose and fabricate parts of history, brainwashing their people.. It’s disgusting. Apparently you have a good head on your shoulders to notice that.” He said narrowing his eyes as he smirked, approving of the boy’s wit. “You really do like to seek out danger don’t you? Just eager to get us adults into trouble for a good time. Awfully brave of you. What makes you not want to play with boys your age?” He asked. “At your age I’m sure you’d never have a lack of playmates with as wild as a boy’s hormones can be.” He said, trying to play off like he had no idea what he was alluding to. He could smell the raging hormones and the demon within him lacked morals so of course he felt a stir. He wouldn’t test the waters though, a man like him had to be careful, he had two worlds to be hesitant of.

saccharinet:

“ nah ? “ his smile is almost PREDATORY in it’s white / gold glory . ( perhaps it was . ) quickly , he nods to the other girl , “ aye , damian’s waitin’ for ya . you know he ain’t a patient man . “

& with that before she gives her friend an equally predatory grin , one that says ‘ see ya sucker ! ‘ “ it’s all good , c’mon , loosen up a little ain’t that why you came ? “

Something about him sparked something within her, something deeper than just an interest. She couldn’t help but feel some type of way about his smile, she liked the gold fangs, it was definitely unique and ultimately arousing even if she really had little idea of what that really meant. She watched her friend leave and as his eyes fell back to her, she felt like she was under a microscope, her heart pounding in her chest, pumping her full of anxiety. “It is, this is... it’s my first party. I snuck out to be here, I’m supposed to just be sleeping over at her house.” She said motioning to the girl making her way through the crowd. “Mind guiding me?” She asked, smiling nervously.

saccharinet:

NO , BUT GOD DOES HE WANT A TASTE . he wants to devour something so unholy , something to leave purity all but ROTTEN . his gaze drags over rutilant / bronzed skin & his mouth WATERS , desperately wanting to mouth filthy desires into every inch of skin . “ i’m all for equal opportunity . depends on my mood , i guess . “ he tries to say cooly , instead his tone is almost too eager to please . a boy in a world he had no business being in .

FAR TOO OVER HIS HEAD , FAR TO ABSORBED IN FILTHY DESIRE .

“ & considering you haven’t kicked me out yet …. you must like trouble too . “ for a moment , he squirms underneath his gaze , a drink being slide towards him from across the counter . danny taps the glass with his finger , entertaining the idea of actually drinking the alcohol . eventually , he succumbs , thin fingers curling around the cool glass , bringing it to his lips .

Beau took a seat at a plush booth, propping his elbows on the table as he kept his eyes on the boy. His hands folded as he studied him, listening to what he had to offer before a wicked smirk spread along his face at his answers. When he mentioned him liking trouble too, the demon’s smirk turned into a grin. “You could say that. I have an acquired taste when it comes to my trouble.” He spoke smoothly, the deviancy thick in his tone. “So what drives a boy like you to seek out this lifestyle, hm? Shouldn’t you be studying, hanging out with your friends? What makes you want to be here where everyone is drowning in their sorrows and making poor decisions?” He asked as he arched a brow.

saccharinet:

he gives a gentle hum , releasing his grasp on his hair in favor of rubbing soothing circles on the back of his neck . “ i figured as much . “ he says mostly to himself as he stays true to his word & gets off the shaken omega . soon , he tugs ash to his feet with one hand remaining on the nape of his neck : a subtle act of dominance .

ash half - leads , is half - pushed towards the bedroom , the bed resting in the corner of the already tiny room . & with that , anthony doesn’t waste time in spinning the omega around , pressing their lips into a harsh kiss as his fingers loop around his belt , working his pants off . slowly , both bodies edge their way blindly towards the bed until the corner of the mattress hits the back of ash’s legs , sending him on his back .

lips tug into a cruel smirk as he tears off his shirt , leaning down to press another kiss to the boys’ lips , “ scoot up ‘nd spread your legs nice ‘nd pretty for me . “

As the boy was spun around, he hesitated with kissing back but he soon succumbed to the act, loosening up and letting go as lithe fingers rested gently on the alpha’s sides as he was pushed back. When he felt the mattress at the back of his legs it took no time before he was on his back, watching as pulled the shirt off and tossed it before he kissed him again. Ash found Anthony’s lips much too comforting, more than he would ever be willing to admit. When he pulled away and made his demands, Ash obeyed and scooted up but he was struggling with the next part. His hands between his legs as his knees pressed together, he was shy. On a whim, he spread them as he was asked, his cheeks turning red from the embarrassment. “Like this?” He asked, sparing the alpha a glance to see his reaction.

saccharinet:

the high - pitched submissive whine only entices him further , it cracks open his rib - cage & pours desire into him . HE DOESN’T WANT HIM TO WHINE . HE WANTS HIM TO SCREAM , HE WANTS HIM TO WAIL . he wants him to scream until his throat is all but raw , as if he’d just downed a glass of lead . anthony releases the skin clamped ‘tween teeth , placing a kiss the the wound . he knows it’s anything but comfort .

“ THIS IS WHAT’S GONNA HAPPEN , “ his voice dangerously low , hand tightening in the omega’s hair . “ i’m gonna get off your back & you’re gonna be real sweet for me , yeah ? you & i are gonna get up & go to your bedroom OR , IF YOU WANNA BE DIFFICULT I CAN JUST FUCK YOU INTO THE FLOOR , SOUND GOOD ? “

Ash squirms beneath the alpha, still fighting the sad reality of his situation, finding his attempts to break free that faltered hard to swallow. He was struggling, a mixed bag of a emotion between white hot rage, to despair and as much as he hated it, he was also overwhelmed with a need, a yearning now. He yelped as his hair was pulled, the fist tightening within his raven locks as the alpha made his intentions blatantly clear. He wanted to fight, to be difficult but if he had to deal with the same result anyway, he wanted to be comfortable while he accepted his fate. So when he mentioned him being good, the omega nodded, his bottom lip trembling. He listened to his options, deciding quickly one which he preferred. “Bedroom.” Was all he could muster.

saccharinet:

“ YEAH , NOT REALLY FEELIN’ YOUR TRAGIC BACKSTORY THIS TIME AROUND . “ he retorts with hunger clinging to every word , he was starving . for a fight , for a chance to just WRECK the boy before him . ( wreck another alpha ?!?! ) despite their audience anthony pushes forward when he sees it , UNCERTAINTY / DISTRESS flickers across young features ( what was that ! ) as he BACKS DOWN .

ALPHA’S DO NOT BACK DOWN . alpha’s are torn from one another , alpha’s leave one another in a BLOODY - HEAP . he was weak , ALPHA’S WERE NOT WEAK .

but he doesn’t reek of omega , of submission & need . & only then does it hit him , SCENT - BLOCKERS . suddenly , his hands are knocked loose from the OMEGA’S jacket . it explained everything , his hunger , his rage the sour artificial alpha scent . he’s so entranced that he fails to notice as the omega makes his escape . primal instinct takes control , desire & starvation consume him & takes off ignoring every & all “ ANTHONY ! “ or “ DON’T HURT HIM , DON’T YOU DARE ! “

he’s not even aware of himself pounding on the worn - out door , his hands desperately twisting the door - knob . “ OPEN THE DOOR ! “ anthony all but BELLOWS , shoulder slamming against the wood as if his LIFE depended on it . the door creaks , bends but doesn’t break . he snarls , stepping back & throwing all his body weight onto the door like a SAVAGE , like an ANIMAL . it was simple , wasn’t it ? HE WAS THE PREDATOR & ASH WAS HIS PREY . & he was famished .

the scent hits him like a wall , it was enough to make his legs BUCKLE & a growl to vibrate within his chest . he thinks of the scarred boy encased by flowers , bruises painted along his neck & it’s enough for him to lose it .

the alpha stalks across the small studio , finding the boy cornered in the kitchen , his eyes blown with unfiltered FEAR as he POUNCES . ash flails & kicks at him as he pins him onto the ground , hand fisted into his hair & knee pressed painfully into his back . he nuzzles his neck for a moment , inhaling his scent for a moment his vision goes WHITE / STATIC with need . “ EVERYTHING MAKES SENSE NOW . now i know why i wanted to bury myself in you every time you ran your mouth . “ teeth graze the young omega’s ear , soon trailing wet , sharp kisses along his neck until settling where his neck meets his shoulder - blades .

& that’s when teeth bury themselves into HIS omega’s neck .

Ash had shut his door and ripped that blocker off as he went started to dress down since clearly he didn’t have to be anywhere now and wouldn’t want to show his face for a while anyway. Maybe he was feeling a bit sorry for himself, maybe he really held onto that tragic backstory a little too much. Had Anthony not hit him where it hurt, they would probably still just be a rivalry but he knew that he was questioning him now, what he just did back there was not alpha behavior in the slightest and given his size and being all bark and no bite, he revealed himself to that entire room. He ignored the knocks and when he heard the doorknob he could only expect one person and as soon as he demanded him to open up, Ash panicked, knowing damn well he could smell him now and there was no doubting what he was. As he heard the door come down, Ash was in his kitchen before he locked eyes with Anthony, his fear even stronger as he could see the change in his eyes. As he was grabbed and shoved, Ash fought him but it was no use as the knee was pressed into his back with a fist in his hair. “Anthony, no! No, please don’t, you hate me remember? You wouldn’t sink this low would you?” He asked in a desperate plea. As he inhaled his scent, Ash shuttered. Feeling the lips trailing down his neck had him clenching his fists, he wasn’t enjoying this, he wouldn’t let himself. Once the teeth sank into his neck, Ash opened his mouth but no sound came out as he tried to fight it. Only it was still no use. He had just marked him and he needed to obey, he couldn’t fight his nature. He lowered himself, submitting with a whine. He was his now, he belonged to an alpha he couldn’t stand and apart of him really blamed his friends for it, questioning their loyalty as real friends for pinning them against each other once again.

saccharinet:

the other alpha’s ( ?!?!?!?! ) growl is challenged with a snarl , RED - HOT ANGER SEARS in the pit of his stomach : anthony fights against grabbing the smaller by his throat & squeezing . “ ‘nd if they wanted to REEK up the place they could have just invited the old bitch down by the gas station instead . “ anthony remains unmoving as the almost pathetically small alpha sizes him up .

somehow the words penetrate his skin , gnawing at his bones here they go . ( pin him down , wrap his teeth around the floor & devour him . ) “ DON’T FLATTER YOURSELF . you’re not worth the effort or the headache . i don’t even know why they bother inviting you around : ALL YOU DO IS MAKE EVERYONE ELSE MISERABLE . “

the words seep with venom , their toxicity almost electric as he steps forward , a cruel smirk now takes place : “ GO AHEAD , WANNA CHALLENGE ME ? “ anthony barely registers his hands curling around the rough material of the other’s jacket , “ take a swing . “ ( let me ravage you . )

Ash heard him refer to him as reeking the place off and Ash just pulled his hand from his pocket and shook his fist in jerk off motion, telling him that he didn’t care or that his argument was weak. As he heard the next insult, it did slightly sting but he wouldn’t let him know that, instead he laughed and looked at him. “Ah, it feels like I’m home again. You sound just like my family, you’d get along with them really well though, they have god complex’s too and walk around with their noses in their air. You’d fit right in.” He said, the corners of his mouth screwed up into a grin. The grin fell as soon as he mentioned a challenge and Ash turned to face him as his hand curled around the fabric of his jacket, Ash snarled, inching closer but when he dared him to take a swing, he stepped back. His anxiety got the best of him, he had called his bluff before but this time, he didn’t buck, instead, he faltered. His cheeks started to burn as he ripped his arm free from his grasp and walked to the door, slipping to the other side as he closed it behind him, heading back home.

saccharinet:

“ he wouldn’t want ‘t go anyways , so why invite him ? if you’ve gotta lie to get him here then what’s the fuckin’ point . “ he says with a surprisingly lack of MALICE . his tone calm & unusually quiet . quickly , he waves a flippant hand , “ nevermind , I KNOW , we gotta get the gimp out his shoe - box apartment. “

this , however , earns him a rather BOLD punch to the shoulder , the female alpha hissing through clenched teeth , “ STOP . you’re not doing this tonight , anthony . can’t you & ash get along for a short few HOURS without having a pissing contest ? “ a low - growl emits from his throat when another voice cuts in , the young beta sighing : “ what danielle is TRYING to say is …. we all just want to have fun tonight , so , just try to be civil , or just ignore him , anthony . please ? “

ALWAYS THE PEACE KEEPER , anthony muses . the younger boy blinks at him , plush - pink lips lifting into a soft smile , his neck slightly barred manipulation through faux submission , HE’S SMART , IT WORKS .

“ yeah , fine, whatever . just tell him to leave me the fuck alone . “ tension is soon interrupted by the sound knuckles rapping on the door , “ i think that’s blaine , he said he was gonna be late . “ well , originally that’s whom the older alpha had assumed it to be . but as he nears the wooden door he recoils at the SOUR scent . “ sorry , no ones home , come back later , maybe . “

He glared at the door as he heard the pricks voice denying him access from the other side. He growled in response “Anthony, if they wanted a guard dog I’m sure they would get a better one than you.” He snapped before twisting the knob and stepping in, he narrowed his eyes and stepped up to him. “I was invited, asshole.” He said before shutting the door behind him before he walked to the friend who had called. “Really, were you looking for some entertainment? You know we can’t stand each other, did you set this up?” He chided.”If I had known he was here I would have said no.” He admitted.

After getting ready, he pulled up to his friends house only to sigh in annoyance as he noticed that of all days, Anthony was here. An alpha that he personally couldn’t stand and the feelings were mutual. He wasn’t sure what possessed his friend to call him over now, knowing how they were like mixing oil and water but for the sake of his friend, he approached the door. Placing a few heavy knocks on the wooden surface.

cruxs:

entry , surprisingly enough is given with nothing more than a KNOWING stare. LACK OF MORALITY , he supposes . good , it makes things a lot easier. the interior proves to be just as grimy as it’s exterior walls coated in blood , sweat & grime. the air polluted with cigarette smoke & sex.

a fire ignites within’ his belly at the musk . “ what can i get for ya , baby ? perhaps an apple - juice ? chocolate milk ? “ her cracked , red - painted lips pull into a smirk . “ this ain’t no daycare , sweetie . “

his lips purse , preparing a retort when a voice echoes behind him , “ i suggest you leave before you get into TROUBLE . “ & when he turns around to place a mug to the voice the warmth in his stomach only worsens , the tiniest beads of sweat beginning to collect at his temples. somehow , he manages a gentle hum , “ I LIKE TROUBLE . “

✟❙ Beau smirked at the obviously underage patron as he mentioned liking trouble. “I don’t think you’ve had a real taste of trouble.” He said simply before looking up at the bartender but back to him. “When you say you like trouble, do you mean you seek it or do you like to cause it for other people? Being underage in a bar sure does stir things up, does it not?” He asked. Toxicity coiled within his stomach, aching to drag the boy down, to taint him. He sighed and looked back to the bartender “Start with something light for the boy, he’s not leaving my sight.” He said as he side eyed him.

cruxs:

the sight of platinum tresses & poppy - dusted cheeks leave him BESOTTED , barring golden fangs in a smile as her little hand clutches onto her friend , SEEMINGLY FOR DEAR LIFE . she’s out of her depth , he can tell . so , he tosses james a smirk. “ later , man , “

“ what’s up , princess . “

❀ → Aurora nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard the voice approach her so suddenly. She looked over and her hands immediately dropped from her friend’s arm, tucking a piece of her blond hair behind her ear as she tried to look not so.. timid. Hearing the name princess floored her for a moment before she smiled. “Oh, not much, I just got here and don’t know where to start.” She said, laughing nervously.

cruxs:

“ COME IN , AH , JEN’S AT WORK . “ there’s a swift , nonchalant gesture towards himself . “ i’m anthony , i appreciate you for coming , i know you weren’t SUPPOSED to start until the weekend but , “ guilt - saturated syllables come to a pause , discomfort flickering along his features before he forces himself to continue : “ WORK . “ the four - lettered word & foundation of arguments SHOUTED within lavish walls.

“ i’ll be here for another hour , i can show you around if you’d like ? “

Willow had pulled up to the house, it looked so nice already from the outside, she was almost intimidated to step foot in the place. After a few minutes passed she was surprised when she actually had to look up to meet the eyes of the father in which she was babysitting for. “Oh, okay, I was wondering if it would be her. She messaged me and told me she may have had to go in early, it’s nice to meet you, Anthony.” She said with a genuine smile as she stepped into the home. “Oh it’s not a problem, I just have some homework to do so I may not be much entertainment for them yet, if that’s okay? I love your home though, it’s beautiful.” She said as her eyes scanned her surroundings.

Aurora had never dared step out of line, always being on the straight and narrow her entire life. Living on the edge wasn’t for her but more andmore she watched her freinds fall down the path of living wild. She had straight A’s, she made any list upholding students and many probably would see her as stuck up. So when she was getting looks at this party, she wasn’t surprised. She was so out of her comfort zone here but something deep down, told her she needed to be here. She held onto her friends arm and looked around. “Lily so help me god if you leave me.” She hissed.

cruxs:

A newspaper is held loosely ‘twixt calloused digits , words dying on his tongue when he realizes : HE WASN’T LISTENING . yasha frowns , brows furrowing & irritation limning marbled features. for how LONG his words had gone unheard ? he couldn’t be sure. BUT HE WAS GOING TO BE HEARD. “ ivan. “ poppy - hued lips call for him : return home , soldier ! “ IVAN. you’re doing it again. “

Sometimes the soldier got so lost in his own thoughts, that he wasn’t even aware of what was going on around him. At least he knew the right time to do it when he was in the field, he was fine, almost as if he had a lazer focus. He sat there, the bowl of his spoon filled with cereal as he stared off, not even realizing that Yasha had been speaking to him until he spoke up. “Hmm?” He hummed as he came back to reality. “Sorry, I was thinking.” He said simply before finally eating the half soggy cereal.

atrcus:

red, fluorescent lights illuminate the club the smell of sweat, fragrances & alcohol mingled within the air, threatening to suffocated him. the environment, amusingly enough, makes him feel ALIVE : bodies swaying along to the beat: laughter & mindless banter deafened by the boisterous music. no one pays him mind as he weaves through the crowd, humming along to the song as his eyes scan the sea of people.

it doesn’t take him long to find them, the fresh scent of death easy to follow : the couple convulsing in the back of the club, their bodies hidden by one of the large metal barriers. the woman’s eyes wide & pleading as he kneels down, no one even as much as GLANCING in their direction. he knows their bodies wouldn’t be found until closing. ❛ shh. ❜ he takes their hands into his & just like that, theyre were gone. & just as he lets their hands drop, he feels HER. a small, sad smile blooming along his lips. she was too late.

HE ADMIRES HER SPIRIT.

he stands, brown eyes gravitating back towards the club. she could be ANY ONE of them. it wasn’t like her, or, either of them to keep a form for longer than a decade. it’s been two. if he could feel her he doesn’t doubt she can feel HIM. slowly, he blends into the crowd, feeling his stomach turn & his skin tingle as he nears the center. that’s when he spots her, taking in her new, younger form. this is how their passings go. one of them arrives FIRST, someone lives or someone dies: the other gone without as much as word, like ships in the night.

but, this time he moves in, leaning in towards her ear ❛ you’re too LATE. ❜ he whispers into her ear. this of course wasn’t a taunt. it was just fact. ❛ i’ll ALWAYS recognize you. even in the form of a CHILD. ❜ while the blonde isn’t looking at him, he’s sure she could hear the smile in his words, relaying them back to the girl just as she had nearly two decades ago. funnily enough. it feels like far less.

She pushes through the crowd but they push back as the music pulses in her ears and the lights blind her. She remains focused as she feels their heartbeats growing fainter. She’s small and has to stay undercover, she can’t use her powers and draw attention to herself. She pushes on - she knows he’s here, she can feel him too. Only it’s when she feels the distressed hearts cease that she knows he beat her to them. She stands still and sighs, two gone too soon - if only she had been a little faster. Her hair is standing on edge when she feels the cool breath on her neck and the quiet words that were as smooth as caramel fill her ear.

HIM

She turns to him, taking in his new form and smirks, holding out her hand. She hadn’t seen him in ages, their paths always passing each other but never crossing. He looks much different from his last persona but this one she likes a bit more. “It’s been a while.” She said, her blue eyes shining in the lights that danced around the room.

#life ;; death

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