✺ (I wanna see Bo fend off a sleaze lmao)
✺: my muse protecting yours from a sleaze at the club
The man wouldn’t seem to leave Corey alone. Hanging all over him like some man who obviously wanted something far more than just a drink. The man was definitely looking for some pleasurable company and Corey was in no way wanting to give that part up. It was apparent that all manner of the young man trying to get away from the man were proving fruitless, as he would find some manner of keeping Corey around and making the young man increasingly more uncomfortable.
Eventually, however, Corey managed to get away for a brief few seconds and retreat to the back of the bar to catch a reprieve. Even that was doomed to not last very long, however, as the man once again found him and it was apparent he was growing more and more impatient in his endeavors to get Corey to come home with him that night, coming to the point of getting more physical. Soon enough, the man had drug poor Corey out into the back alley and well aimed to take what he wanted right then and there.
If it weren’t for the massive shadow that overlapped him instead.
A hand shot out to grip tight to the man’s shoulder and a voice spoke behind him.
“The kid isn’t interested.”
The man shoved his shoulder back to try and wrest the hand from his person and his drunk voice slurred out a response in back.
“Shove off, buddy. I had eyes on him first.” He grunted as he proceeded to attempt and remove Corey’s clothes, even with the young man squirming underneath him.
The hand shot out again, gripping tight hold of the man. The would be attacker gave a firmer grunt and turned quickly to slam a fist straight into the interruptors face, but was met with a fearsome sight. A massive maw, lined with teeth befitting a Lamprey, met his fist in mid swing, chomping down hard onto it and holding tight like a vice. The man screamed in agony and tried to rip his hand free, but found it was impossibly locked into the odd monster’s mouth. More and more the man attempted to get free and finally, with a firm shove, he ripped his arm out.
Only to find he was now handless.
The blood squirted out of the wound, pouring down his arm, as the man let loose a horrified scream and held firmly onto the wound. He collapsed to his knees in front of the attacker, who towered over him still. The man looked upwards to meet the face of the rescuer, but he was covered in fog and darkness.
The only thing fully present was the wide, blaring SMILE.
And that smile was the last thing the man said when the popping sound of bones rearranging echoed in the alley. The mouth opened wide, wider, WIDER until a massive mouth was all that was present. It hovered over the screaming man for some time before descending downwards and engulfing the man in one fell bite.
Poor man hardly stood a chance at being swallowed whole by the monster.
As the prey fell to fill his space within the confines of the Bogeyman’s form, the monster turned his massive head towards Corey, who had managed to get to his feet and plaster himself clear up against the nearest wall. His breathing was heavy and eyes were wide as the skeletal face emerged from the smog to hover only several feet before him. The eternal death’s head grin leered at Corey,but the head tilted to the side and the mouth opened slightly.
Corey could have easily felt he was about to be devoured just as his attacker, but he was met with surprised when a long tongue shot out to run up along Corey’s face affectionately and the beast withdrew upwards to full height again. Covered in the black spittle, Corey made a face of disgust as he rubbed himself free from the gross show of affection.
“Thanks for the save Bo, but could you NOT cover m in slime next time?”
The only response he got from that was a raspy hiss of laughter from the Bogeyman.
