THE KING

shut the fuck up. ♔♔♔ --- {[ affiliated xanxus rp ]}

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SHITTY BOSS SENSES ARE TINGLING. FUCK— 

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EXTREMELY loud staring.

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REVAMPING AND MOVING TO A GROUP I'M BACK REFFIE'S BACK HERE I AM

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She was brought even closer, pressed against him and letting her eyes close briefly. It was comforting to be this close. She felt…safe. Not that she couldn’t defend herself if need be, that was practically her speciality, but with his arm so tightly around her she felt like nothing could break them apart. "Oh I see. Well at least it’s come in handy, right?" she awaited a response, but instead was met with a kiss- short and sweet that left her wanting more. Her cheeks remained rosy as she attempted a similar attitude towards the contact. "Even if you did, it’s not a big deal. You’re full of surprises but- I like that. It makes em want to know more about you." her biggest curiosity pertained to the scars that littered his body. She had no idea what had caused them, but she had never brought it up in case it was something that would push him away. Petra licked her lips, eyes briefly flickering to a nearby couple- the woman was rather giggly but then again the man kept groping at her. Not an uncommon sight but still probably not appropriate for a restaurant. She looked back to Xanxus, almost fixated on his lips until she leaned up a little and returned the kiss from earlier. Short and sweet, and not something from the wine.

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She wanted to know more about him. Huh? There wasn't too much to know, he didn't think-- Xanxus was usually 100% sure that people were either afraid of him and didn't want to know anything about him, or were afraid of him because they knew things about him. This was... weird. Or rather, it could be added to the massive pile of weird feelings that Petra tended to subject him to.

When she turned back to face him, he wondered for a moment why she was staring at him-- then her lips were on his. It was brief, too brief, and he felt himself leaning into it for the millisecond it happened. He stood up straight when she pulled away, trying to recover from the fact that he wanted more. His hold on her tightened again, and the hand on her back slid down just a tad bit further.

"...Tch." Bending down to her ear, he whispered in a pout disguised as a low growl, "--Don't do shit like that. It'll make me want to leave and take you right to a damn bedroom." Wait-- it was pretty hypocritical, though, wasn't it...? Ah, Maybe, but the man didn't really care.

Quick glances across the room, and he saw other couples dancing, the men smiling, the women laughing staring at the men with such adoration, and for a small second, he wondered if he could make her look at him like that-- but he shook the thought off. He didn't care, right? He didn't really give a shit how she looked at him.

(Okay, now, he knew he was fucking lying to himself."

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     ”You can always go back to sleep if it is too early. There is no point after all in being awake if you are unable to stay awake.”

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"If I could go back to sleep, I fucking would have," Cranky? Ah... maybe a little bit. (More than usual, anyway.) "--And it doesn't matter. I'm usually fucking tired."

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"--It's too damn early to be up."

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segregatio replied to your post: GUESS WHO’S COMING BACK me the answer is me

((YOU ARE BACK MY LOVELY -TACKLES AND HUGS TIGHTLY AND NEVER LETS GO-))

//HUGS EXTREMELY

iucen i w AS MISSED WHAT

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I'VE MI SSED YOU GUYS TOO

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GUESS WHO'S COMING BACK

me

the answer is me

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|outoffish|>-- please forgive me, I am pathetic and I haven't done replies in two weeks wow I am really lame-- sorry. I will try to get to them either today or tomorrow, but I promise I'm back! Xanny panties just kinda ran away from me for a little bit. Whoops.

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outoffish: IMMA BE GONE UNTIL SUNDAY NIGHT/MONDAY MORNING BECAUSE OF AWA AND TESTS YOOOOOOOOOO

So see you guys then! I’ll get to replies and stuff (hopefully) when I get back, yes yes. 

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Eyebrows raising at the look he was getting, he remained silent before leaning down and pressing his lips to hers roughly,  The payback'll be good, great-- he wanted to keep her guessing until it was too late, until she was whimpering--

But for now?

Breaking the kiss, his teeth grazed her neck as he placed his hand on her crotch, "I said I was going to fucking wipe the grin off your face," A moment's hesitation, and he drawled, "And I meant it."

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Oh, that only made his predator-estque grin widen. His voice was low as he rumbled, "Calm down. Nothing's in any fucking danger," And then his voice stopped a moment, a brief moment, as he climbed onto the bed, on top of her. Two finger pressed to her shoulder in an effort to lightly push her back, purred words following, "Yet, anyway."

He loved it already. Her narrowed eyes, the suspicion. It made everything sweeter, made him more excited for it.  

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Xanxus didn't answer her question as he stood up, sliding his pants loosely around his waist before strolling over to her. Confidence, but more so pride swelled in his mind at once he heard her whimper.

Kicking off his shoes, he used his hand to wordlessly motion her to slide back. He kept eye contact the entire time, piercing red meeting her own golden eyes, the grin on his face growing every single damn second.

Oh, payback'll be great.

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▶ "Mr. Xanxus." The girl corrected herself, still unfazed.

She blinked, not understanding the ill-mannered tone he was holding towards the book she wanted.

Was there an error of her selecting 'The New Encyclopedia of Flower Remedies: The Definitive Practical Guide to All Flower Remedies, Their Making and Uses.'?

It was just an encyclopedia… a book that could be read like other books.

"75% of my interests are into the study of flowers, Mr. Xanxus…" ◀

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Another moment of staring with a mixture of... well, he didn't know. It wasn't weird for the girl to be reading, but the way she was speaking felt...

Well, weird.

"Seventy-five percent?" What was with the fucking exact number? Another glance at the book. "Aren't you a little fucking young to read thick-ass books like this?"

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His head was tilted back as he attempted to re-catch his breath, before he tilted his chin down to glare halfheartedly at her. A mumbled promise, "I'll wipe the fucking grin off your face," Her smugness, the look in her eyes made his eyebrow twitch. Damn, he needed control of this damn situation again.

Pausing a moment in thought, his lips turned into a grin before he leaned forward, looking her dead in the eyes. "Get on the bed."

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Xanxus moved easily and was surprisingly a good dancer. She would have never have expected it from him but then again tonight was just full of the unexpected. But he was right, dancing wasn’t that hard as long as you had some sense of rhythm at least.  When he spoke it came out as a statement, but it partially felt like a question. “Well just with friends. We had to keep spirits up during service. I’ve been deployed to some awful places and sometimes we just needed to try force ourselves to be happy. Aside from that…I, uh, I never really got asked to dance during school.” by the time school dances came around she had taken up boxing and such. So most guys thought she was weird and went for the pretty girls in their gorgeous dresses. She supposed her wearing shorts had been her own lame form of rebellion.  "My dad put me in dance classes when I was kid, said my mother was a good dancer and he wanted me to be like her. I think he gave up when I broke my leg trying to do ballet." there was a small laugh, although a brief look of sadness filled her eyes until she shook away the feeling, almost moving even closer for comfort. "What about you? You dance really well. Hidden talent?" Petra smiled up at him, curious to know just why and how he could dance so well. Plus it saved her from rambling about her family.

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He almost wanted to say "Those bastards don't know what the fuck they were missing." but that would mean that he actually had something-- her. But she wasn't his, was she? Xanxus felt jealousy at the mention of others, but that didn't mean that he had the right to feel that jealousy. Or that he even needed to be feeling that fucking jealousy.

Spirits up. At the mention of her service, he unconsciously brought her a tad bit closer, looking over her head. Shit like that made the feeling in his gut return, but he didn't know what the fuck he was feeling-- missing her? Losing her?

--Nah, that couldn't be it. Or, he wouldn't think that it was.

His lips pulled into a frown, and he looked away from her smile, muttering, "...Had to learn it." Like, six different kinds of waltzes. It was disturbing. It annoyed him that he hadn't forgotten any of that etiquette shit that he was taught when he was younger. It wasn't like he was putting any of it to any use-- except for now, of course, but still.  

When he looked back to her face, to her smile, his eyebrow twitched, and for a brief moment he acted on instinct-- a lean down, a kiss to her lips-- before he acted like nothing had happened. "It's not like I practice this shit."

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He felt a tightening in his abdomen, and it made his breathing go faster and he gritted his teeth even harder. Fuck, shit-- he was on that proverbial edge, her quickening speed causing his hands to grip even tighter at the couch. "Sh-Shit, Petra..."

A pause, a breath of moment,  and all kinds of curses in all kinds of languages were groaned from his lips along with her name as he finally tipped over, finally couldn't take any more of what she was putting him through.