Jason wakes up slowly, only to find himself alone. He sits up and looks around, then heads for his own room, where he strips the bed and then takes a shower. When he comes out, he finds Lil in a chair.
Knees ripped out his jeans, the tee once black but washed to a faded shade of grey. Eyes half open, dark circles under them. Pausing, eyeing the stripped bed, realizing there was a reason Lil's bed was empty.
Dropping a bag on the table, the sugary scent of doughnuts thick about it as he stoops down, picking at the cellphone.
"This ain't yers, pup. So whom do you owe a new phone?'
Arching a brow, nostrils twitching making the question irrelevant.
"Sorry I bailed this mornin'. Needed to walk. Needed to think. Did you know you can go down to the bakery at the Grand and buy doughnuts made to yer specifications? Didn't know what you liked so... Yeah.'
Trying to sound casual even as he picks up the battered phone and tosses it in on the table.
"Hate cinnamon. Burns my goddamn throat.' Smirking, looking sheepish a second. 'And yeah, the irony isn't lost on me."
"Eat something. Fuckin' long night tonight and I need my second.'
Dropping onto the edge of the bed, undoing his boots and kicking them off.
"And stop actin' like a goddamn kicked dog. I'm not fucking just gonna hit you. Not my style anymore, remember? Sides, if that's all i wanted to do? Wanted to fuck you up? I'd have started while you were trustin' and asleep in my arms."
"Damn right you do. You deserve the sort of shit I used to. And you and I both know it."
Restless, pacing barefoot now.
"My first reaction? After I realized killin' Lee would be a bad thing? To see how far I could take you apart with my bare hands and watch you heal. Wanted to see how many days you could go with silver knives piercin' yer body before you begged me to kill you."
Growling, shaking his head. Yet still unable to hide the rather intimate reaction memories of such torture brought to him.
"When you hit yer knees last night, I wanted to keep you there. For fuckin' ever. Bowing to me."
Fingers digging into the woods, claws cutting into the surface.
"Do you look at me lik... What the fuck am I saying? Then you don't ever look at me again, follow my word blindly? Would you sleep at my side out of fear? Would you fuck me out of fear?"
"You think I have a clue? Come on, Jason, try for two seconds to be in my shoes."
Not even waiting, moving, turning him around and holding Jason by the shoulders.
"I have to punish the man I love. I have to hurt you, make you realize that doing that shit again will be yer death and make sure that the pard knows what I've done, what you did. Could you do it? In my place could you hurt me like I need to hurt you?"
"Not a fucking clue, pup. Last time I had to do this? I gutted Zane and then rolled a silver rod over the edges so that he took nearly three months to fully heal."
Saying that so calmly, evenly, Fighting to not envision Jason like that.
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 17:44 (UTC)"Someone fuckered up."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 17:51 (UTC)"Fuck off Lil. Better yet, keep it up. We'll see how much you laugh when Gabriel kicks my ass."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 17:53 (UTC)"Gabriel isn't going to kick your ass, drama queen."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 17:55 (UTC)"Want to fucking bet me? He HAS to Lil. I fucked, didn't obey and could have been killed. He HAS to do something."
Turns and grabs something from the dresser and storms back into the bathroom, slamming the door.
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 17:58 (UTC)"...your joking, right?"
She watches him go and then jumps up and leaves.
"Oh fuck."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 18:05 (UTC)Dropping a bag on the table, the sugary scent of doughnuts thick about it as he stoops down, picking at the cellphone.
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 18:10 (UTC)"Lil, I'm sor... Hey."
Stops and looks down at the floor.
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 18:13 (UTC)Arching a brow, nostrils twitching making the question irrelevant.
"Sorry I bailed this mornin'. Needed to walk. Needed to think. Did you know you can go down to the bakery at the Grand and buy doughnuts made to yer specifications? Didn't know what you liked so... Yeah.'
Trying to sound casual even as he picks up the battered phone and tosses it in on the table.
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 18:19 (UTC)"Lil."
Nods and looks at the sack.
"That was the first place Greg told us about. I like pretty everything except their cinnamon rolls."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 18:24 (UTC)"Eat something. Fuckin' long night tonight and I need my second.'
Dropping onto the edge of the bed, undoing his boots and kicking them off.
"And stop actin' like a goddamn kicked dog. I'm not fucking just gonna hit you. Not my style anymore, remember? Sides, if that's all i wanted to do? Wanted to fuck you up? I'd have started while you were trustin' and asleep in my arms."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 18:29 (UTC)"I deserve it though."
He looks at the bag and goes to sit in a chair.
"...not hungry right now."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 18:34 (UTC)Restless, pacing barefoot now.
"My first reaction? After I realized killin' Lee would be a bad thing? To see how far I could take you apart with my bare hands and watch you heal. Wanted to see how many days you could go with silver knives piercin' yer body before you begged me to kill you."
Growling, shaking his head. Yet still unable to hide the rather intimate reaction memories of such torture brought to him.
"When you hit yer knees last night, I wanted to keep you there. For fuckin' ever. Bowing to me."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 18:42 (UTC)"...do it."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 18:49 (UTC)Shaking his head hard, grabbing onto the dresser for support.
"Submissive to me? Fuck yeah? Broken? What fucking good are you then?"
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 19:00 (UTC)Looks up at Gabriel, then at the floor.
"I trust you not to kill me."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 19:08 (UTC)Fingers digging into the woods, claws cutting into the surface.
"Do you look at me lik... What the fuck am I saying? Then you don't ever look at me again, follow my word blindly? Would you sleep at my side out of fear? Would you fuck me out of fear?"
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 19:19 (UTC)Stands and walks toward the bathroom, needing to get out of the room.
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 19:20 (UTC)Snarling, spinning around to face Jason.
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 19:23 (UTC)"I give you the answers I have, and you don't want them. I don't know what you want, what I'm suppossed to say to make this better. I. Don't. Know."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 19:28 (UTC)Not even waiting, moving, turning him around and holding Jason by the shoulders.
"I have to punish the man I love. I have to hurt you, make you realize that doing that shit again will be yer death and make sure that the pard knows what I've done, what you did. Could you do it? In my place could you hurt me like I need to hurt you?"
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 19:40 (UTC)"...no."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 19:50 (UTC)"Tonight. The pard will be there. First true joining of us all together. Then you will be punished."
Rubbing his lips to Jason's once more.
"And then, if you can still stand it, I'll bring you home to our bed."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 20:09 (UTC)"I don't want to be anywhere else."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 20:18 (UTC)"Just... know everything I do it for you. For us. For the pard. Promise me you'll remember that."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 20:36 (UTC)"Promise."
Pauses.
"You still haven't figured out what to do, have you?"
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 20:49 (UTC)"Not a fucking clue, pup. Last time I had to do this? I gutted Zane and then rolled a silver rod over the edges so that he took nearly three months to fully heal."
Saying that so calmly, evenly, Fighting to not envision Jason like that.
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 20:57 (UTC)"That hurts."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 20:58 (UTC)"So help me I'll kill her.'
Shaking, control so precarious today.
"I could get you a silver cock ring but.. well, that ruins my fun."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 21:01 (UTC)"Done that too."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 21:06 (UTC)Tones still soft, tender, even.
"And I think I know how to punish you and make sure you never do it again. I just have to find out how."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 21:12 (UTC)"I need something to drink, not water either. Too many freaking memories."
Pauses and blinks at him, trying not to let that little bit of fear show.
"You'll figure it out."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 21:15 (UTC)Not fighting as he moves away, looking sad, distant.
"But do what you must. I know I'll be drinking tonight."
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Date: 22 Jun 2005 21:19 (UTC)"My fault, my fuckup. I'll deal with the consequences. So will you. Just need to separate Alpha from the lover for a bit."