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Ishie: EZEKIEL!!

Riri: o3o Zekeh~

Ezekiel: *Appears, his arms crossed as he looks irritated* What?!

Ishie: Riri wants you to kill her 8D

Riri: No I don't~

Ishie: You said that you did!!

Ezekiel: *Rolls his eyes, twirls out his scalpel*

Riri: Did not! ;A; He..He can take one of my boys~!

Ezekiel: *Raises a brow* Who?

Riri: Any of them!

Ezekiel: Mmm *Stops twirling his scalpel* Give me the pretty Jazz

Riri: owo' -Digs around and holds out a form of ownership- Here you go?

Ezekiel: *Smirks and snaps up the form* He won't be happy

Riri: But let me guess, you will? 8D

Ezekiel: We'll see *Crosses his arms and disappears to head to Jazz's room*

Jazz: -Is sitting comfy on his bed, book in lap-

Ezekiel: *Appears, sitting in the chair at Jazz's desk*

Jazz: -Looks up from his book to stare at Zeke- .. -Shrugs and goes back to reading-

Ezekiel: Would you like to see something?

Jazz: -Marks his page, closes the book and looks back up at Zeke- If you really want to show it, then I guess.

Ezekiel: *Pulls out the form and holds it up for Jazz to see*

Jazz: -Leans forward to get a better look whole reading it. Ears fall up and down- What the ********? An ownership paper? ... Why the hell do you have this?

Ezekiel: It was a gift *Smirks*

Jazz: -Leans back on to his bed, not really liking the smirk on Zeke's face- No one goes around gifting people like a piece of property, especially when the person doesn't consider themselves property.

Ezekiel: *Shrugs and pockets the form* You should take it up with Riri then

Jazz: -Huffs and pouts- What, now you consider me yours or something?

Ezekiel: Yep *Spins and kicks back in his seat, propping feet up on the desk*

Jazz: You shouldn't expect anything then. It's not like anything will change. -Flops back on his bed and opens his book back up-

Ezekiel: Things will change, when I decide where I want it to go

Jazz: -Rolls his eyes- Right. I'll believe it when it comes along.

Ezekiel: Don't believe me *Scratches some dried blood off his hand*

Jazz: If you say I shouldn't, then I just won't believe it more.

Ezekiel: It was a statement, that you don't believe me. *Lets his feet drop back to the floor and turns to face Jazz* You don't think I could make things change?

Jazz: -Sets his book on his stomach and looks over at Zeke- I guess it depends on how you go about it. It's not easy to make things change, especially someone's opinion of you.

Ezekiel: *Rolls his eye and disappears*

Jazz: -Blinks and wonders where Zeke vanished off to- ...Weird.

Ezekiel: *Reappears sitting on the edge of Jazz's bed* If you think that's weird then you haven't seen anything yet

Jazz: -Nearly has a heart attack when Zeke reappears- What do you mean?

Ezekiel: *Twirls a finger in the air, sending Jazz's door flying open*

Jazz: -Quickly jumps and sits up on his bed, his tail standing on end- What that heck was the for!?

Ezekiel: You asked what I meant *Waves his hand in the air, sending the door slamming closed again*

Jazz: -Ears flinch at the slam- You're just trying to give me a heart attack and send me in to a grave..

Ezekiel: Now where would the fun in that be? *Tries to remain nonchalant, hiding that the door trick had drained him quite a bit. Not enough to cause him any issues, but enough to make him feel like he had spend the last half hour running*

Jazz: -Shrugs and hugs his knees to his chest- You're the resident ghost here, maybe one of the only ones on the island, so you tell me.

Ezekiel: You're no good to me dead *Pushes to his feet, his hair and one hand briefly turning translucent before returning to normal*

Jazz: -Blinks and tilts his head at the sight of Zeke's hair going translucent, but shakes his off and raises a brow at the ghostly male- What do you mean I am no good to you dead? It's not like you need me around or are dependent on me in any way.

Ezekiel: *Retakes his seat on the desk chair* Like I said earlier, I haven't decided what I want to do with you yet

Jazz: -Shakes his head and rests his chin on his knees- Whoo, now I'm just filled with unmanageable curiosity. We'll just see how that goes.

Ezekiel: Indeed you will

Jazz: Well someone is sure of himself.

Ezekiel: Of course I am, I have no reason not to be

Jazz: And why is that, hm?

Ezekiel: Because I know how to get what I want *Disappears from view*

Jazz: -Shakes his head and wonders how all of this will play out-

Ezekiel: *Reappears a bit later, standing over Jazz's bed with his hands behind his back*

Jazz: -Looks up at Zeke with confusion and curiosity- Yes?

Ezekiel: *Leans down close, pulls a black flower out from behind his back and offers it to Jazz* I always get what I want

Jazz: -Face dawns a look of surprise when Zeke pulls out the flower. Takes a moment to look between the male and the flower before cautiously taking it- You sure about that?

Ezekiel: Very sure *Straightens and goes to reclaim his seat*

Jazz: -Carefully places the flower on top of his book- I guess nothing can really be said about it then.

Ezekiel: Not really, you'll have to wait until I decide what to do

Jazz: -rolls his eyes- I know. I've heard, but still. If you decided then still nothing can be said.

Ezekiel: *Closes his eye and leans back in the chair*

Jazz: -Tilts his head and watches Zeke- Thinking about something?

Ezekiel: Perhaps

Jazz: ....Perhaps?

Ezekiel: *Smirks a little* Yes

Jazz: Somehow a "perhaps" and a smirk sends a sign that something is up.

Ezekiel: It is nothing you need to concern yourself with

Jazz: -Bites his tongue and lies back on his bed again- Fine, I'll keep my nose out of it then.

Ezekiel: *Smirk grows*

Jazz: -Hums to himself, I-pod on and ear phones in, his head bobbing a beat to the song as he walks down the hall and heads to his room-

Ezekiel: *High jacked Jazz's laptop while he was gone, curious about what it is. Hits random buttons as he unknowingly surfs through the web.* I don't get why these things are so popular... *Clicks around randomly* How dull *Ears shoot up as strange noises start emitting from the laptop. Eye widens as the laptop's screen is filled with various naked people having intercourse in strange positions.* Holy- *Pushes the laptop away and shoves away from the desk. Tumbles out of the chair and hits the round with a loud thud*

Jazz: -His humming had turned to whistling when the I-pod has skipped to a new song with the ending of another. Opens up his bedroom door, his whistling coming to dead stop at the sights and sounds of sex- ....What the hell!? -Rushes over to the desk, jumping over Zeke, and immediately closes out the porn site- What the hell where you doing with my laptop. No wait..What the hell where you doing on a porn site!?

Ezekiel: What the bloody hell is porn?! *Climbs to his feet, embarrassed he had been seen in such a position* And why are their strange creatures mating in your... thingamajig!?

Jazz: -Shuts his laptop, and looks back at Zeke- ...You really are old and behind... -Grabs the chair and takes a seat in it- First off this -points to his laptop- is a laptop. Second, porn is basically pictures, videos, and movies of people having sex. Ther’re are paid for it, or are bored people who want to show off their sex. -shrugs-

Ezekiel: They're paid to have sex? *Rolls his eyes* Is this generation so lazy they'd rather watch then do it?

Jazz: Yes, they are paid to look all sexy in the nude, maintain big breasts and groins and all the crap so some lonely guy, or weird kid going through puberty can jack off to them at 3 in the morning somewhere out there.

Ezekiel: *Sneers* How pointless, the real thing is so much better *Smirks at Jazz* Wouldn't you agree?

Jazz: -Goes silent at the comment, and then remembers what Ish said the other day- Uh..R-right, yeah. Whatever you say.

Ezekiel: *Raises a brow at Jazz, finding the behavior rather odd* What? No firey back talk?

Jazz: What, I always have to have some kind of back talk to slap you with?

Ezekiel: *Shrugs* I had gotten used to it. Having you just comply is rather boring *Stares at his claws and taps them together*


Jazz: -Rolls his eyes and spins in the chair so his back is to Ezekiel- Well I'm so sorry for boring your great kingly a**.

Ezekiel: *Walks over to rest his hands on the back of Jazz's chair and leans down to whisper into his ear* You really don't want me to get bored pretty Jazz, or I may search for other ways to make you entertain me

Jazz: -Stiffens at the comment and sinks down in to the chair- Heh, right I..I'll keep that in mind, and since when do you call me Pretty Jazz?

Ezekiel: *Smirks, then flicks at Jazz's hat. Pulls back without answering the question* I like the new outfit

Jazz: -Huffs a bit and fixes his hat- Yeah, thanks. -Isn't sure whether to take that as a good or bad thing at the moment-

Ezekiel: *Walks back and takes a seat on Jazz's bed* Do you watch porn?

Jazz: Hm? -Fiddles with his necklace- Why would you want to know that? You a closet perv or something?

Ezekiel: *Smirks deviantly* Wouldn't you like to know *Has that oh so lovely advantage of being able to invisible*

Jazz: You know, I am not really so sure when it comes to you since you could go ahead and kill me if you wanted to.

Ezekiel: I could also do much worse to you if I wanted. But that doesn't answer my question

Jazz: -Looks at his nail and looks up, smiling- Oh, you had a question for me?

Ezekiel: Do you watch porn?

Jazz: Do I watch what?

Ezekiel: *Ears flick in irritation* I'll take that as a yes

Jazz: And from that answer I will say you are an old pervert.

Ezekiel: *Shrugs* I very well could be.

Jazz: At least you are honest about it then.

Ezekiel: You best hope I'm not

Jazz: -Mumbles to himself- You're telling me..

Ezekiel: Afraid I'll jump you?

Jazz: -Ears perk as he eyes Zeke- I don't know, you tell me.

Ezekiel: *Smirks grows as he just stares back at Jazz*

Jazz: -Starts to get a bit nervous when Zeke's smirk grows-

Ezekiel: *Continues to smirk* Something the matter Jazz?

Jazz: -Shakes his head- Nope. No. Perfectly fine.

Ezekiel: Are you sure? You look a little... nervous

Jazz: I'm not nervous, I'm fine!

Ezekiel: Really?

Jazz: Yes, really. Why is it of interest to you anyway?

Ezekiel: *Shrugs, then vanishes*

Jazz: -Watches at Zeke vanishes, then slouches in his chair some more while sighing-

Ezekiel: *Reappears right in front of Jazz, his face only an inch or two away from Jazz's*

Jazz: -Freaks out a bit and clings to the chair- What is with you and tryng to give me a heart attack!?

Ezekiel: *Smirks* You said you weren't nervous

Jazz: I-I wasn't until you went and did a Houdini on me!

Ezekiel: So why nervous now instead when nothing has changed?

Jazz: I told you I'm not nervous!

Ezekiel: You said you weren't until I went Houdini, saying that you weren't nervous before but are now

Jazz: Well what do you expect when someone with a sex problem just randomly appears an inch away from your face!?

Ezekiel: Sex problem? *Raises a brow*

Jazz: Yes. Apparently word is you are very sexually frustrated.

Ezekiel: *Eye narrows* And who told you that? *Leans closer to Jazz as he glares*

Jazz: -Leans back as much as he can in the chair and bites his lips- Uh..Ish?

Ezekiel: And what do you think?

Jazz: That..I may be in trouble for bringing it up?

Ezekiel: *Glares a moment longer* ... *Snarls and pushes back away from the chair and stalks back over to the bed*

Jazz: -Sighs in relief and twirls his pen, smirks- You could always watch porn to help you out.

Ezekiel: I don't need to watch others mating *Would rather be doing the mating himself*

Jazz: -Shrugs- Find yourself a sex partner then.

Ezekiel: Who says I'm not looking?

Jazz: Oh well then, I just can't understand why you don't have people lining up for you to sex them up.

Ezekiel: Are you saying that I'm ugly?

Jazz: No, why would I say something like that?

Ezekiel: You make it sound like I am

Jazz: -Rolls his eyes- Why, does it bother you? I will admit, even if you are an a**, you are good looking.

Ezekiel: *Smirks* Why thank you Pretty Jazz

Jazz: -Ears click at his new little "nickname"- Yeah yeah... What are you smirking about?

Ezekiel: At the fact that you find me attractive

Jazz: And that makes you happy, why?

Ezekiel: Why wouldn't it make me happy?

Jazz: -Shrugs- Unless you have some reason behind it then, -shrugs- I don't know.

Ezekiel: Then maybe you should do some thinking about what that reason might be

Jazz: Well if you are happy someone finds you attractive then you like them for some reason.

Ezekiel: *Raises a brow at Jazz*

Jazz: Or in your case it would be cause you have some twisted little reason.

Ezekiel: *Snorts* Why does my reason have to be twisted?

Jazz: -Shrugs- I could always go with rape since you are sexually frustrated. I don't know. You told me to take a guess.

Ezekiel: If I was going to rape you, I'd have probably done it by now. *Rolls his eye* Why can't it simply be that I enjoy the fact of someone I found attractive thinking I'm attractive? Not everything about my revolves around this evil spectrum

Jazz: Maybe cause I just like messing with the "stereotypical outline" of things cause I know it will bother you at some point and time.

Ezekiel: And what happens if you end up pushing at my darker side? What would you do then?

Jazz: I guess the only options I will have are screaming, running and praying.

Ezekiel: *Chuckles darkly* How loud can you scream Pretty Jazz?

Jazz: I don't think it was ever a thought to measure how loud I can scream...

Ezekiel: *Debates commenting, but decides now's not the time* I guess you can just count your blessings that I haven't gone down that route yet

Jazz: I'm not really one to be.."blessed", but I'll try.

Ezekiel: What do you mean?

Jazz: -Shrugs- Why don't you just think that over?

Ezekiel: *Tilts his head as he thinks, then once again vanishes*

Jazz: -Whistles and spins around in his chair while wondering where the other male vanished off to this time-

*A few minutes later there's a knock at the door*

Jazz: -Jumps off the chair and walks over to answer the door- Hello?

*On the floor is a box of dark chocolates with a black rose taped to the lid*

Ezekiel: *Reappears in the abandoned chair and taps his claws on the desk*

Jazz: What the? -Peeks his head out and looks up and down the hall- ... -Shrugs, takes the gift and kicks the door shut. Amazingly, he reframes from freaking out when he spots Zeke this time- Why hello, again.

Ezekiel: *Stares at Jazz like he's been there the whole time* Hi

Jazz: -Walks over and hops back on his bed. Carefully untapes the rose from the box- You make a habit of vanishing and reappearing at random?

Ezekiel: You haven't picked up on that yet?

Jazz: -Shrugs- Just making sure. -Scoots over to the window that sits behind the front of his bed and places to rose with the one he got last time, which is sitting in a small vase on the window sill- It is always nice to have all the facts straight.

Ezekiel: *Takes note of the roses in the vase and then kicks back in the chair* You don't quite have all the facts, but you're getting there

Jazz: I might as well be playing a giant game of scrabble then. -Rests against the wall and settles in to his bed-

Ezekiel: *Has no idea what Scrabble is, so just sends Jazz a blank stare*

Jazz: -Rolls his eyes- It's a game. You are given a certain about of random letters at a time and you have to use them to spell out a word, or use them to spell out a word from someone else's words, or certain letters from their words.

Ezekiel: I don't see how that's related to me *Shrugs*

Jazz: Well think of it this way. I have to spell out whatever it is that is going on from what you are handing to me.

Ezekiel: Ahhh *Taps his claws on the desk* Lets see if you win in the end

Jazz: As long as you keep handing stuff to me, we'll see.

Ezekiel: I guess we will

Jazz: -Blinks and stares at Zeke from the bathroom doorway- ... -Shrugs and goes back to combing his hair-

Ezekiel: *Sits on Jazz's bed and taps his claws on his arm*

Jazz: -Fits his hat back on his head and heads over to his desk- Something angering you again?

Ezekiel: The humans aggravate me *Bares his teeth* They keep touching my stuff

Jazz: -Takes a seat on the computer chair- Well they aren't very picky on who they mess with, no matter the consequences.

Ezekiel: They don't seem to mess with you *Growls in irritation*

Jazz: What, you want them too?

Ezekiel: *Doesn't answer and instead stretches out on the bed. Picks at the cover in an attempt to calm himself*

Jazz: -Uses the chair to scoot over to Zeke and reaches out to poke at him- You didn't answer me.

Ezekiel: *Flicks an ear and slides his gaze to Jazz* What question?

Jazz: Do you want them to mess with me?

Ezekiel: Why should I answer that? *Examines his claws*

Jazz: Well if you don't have to then don't. -shrugs and scoots back over to the desk-

Ezekiel: *Glowers after Jazz* You give up to easily

Jazz: -Rolls his eyes, sighs and scoots back over- What, and that bothers you? Fine. -Hops off the chair and takes a seat on the edge of his bed- What will make you talk then?

Ezekiel: *Flicks an ear and looks back at Jazz* Use your imagination

Jazz: Tch, -Rolls his eyes again- I can only imagine what may be running through your head.

Ezekiel: There are many things running through me head. So, take a shot at something.

Jazz: Like I said, "I can only imagine." -Scoots his way closer to Zeke and leans down to brush his lips against the other male's-

Ezekiel: *Smirks before leaning into return the kiss*

Jazz: -Shifts to lean over Zeke more and presses more in to the kiss-

Ezekiel: *Lets out a purring growl, reaches up to tug Jazz down on top of him*

Jazz: -Gets caught off guard by the tug, and nearly chokes in surprise, but he manages to catch is again while changing position again so he is straddling Zeke. Lightly runs a finger along Zeke's cheek while gently nipping at his bottom lip-

Ezekiel: *Wraps his arms around Jazz while bringing his wind up to wrap around the two like a cocoon. Growls in approval at the n** before nipping right back, except a bit harder*

Jazz: -Ears twitch at the n** as he nips right back before pulling away from the kiss- How about now?

Ezekiel: *Quietly says* Reask your question *Lazily trails his claws up and down Jazz's spine*

Jazz: -Trembles at the touch. Folds and rests his arms on Zeke's chest, resting his head on top of them.- Do you want Ish and Ri messing with me?

Ezekiel: *Debates lying* ... *Sighs and tugs the pillow over to rest his head on it* No, I don't

Jazz: Any particular reason why?

Ezekiel: *Growls a little, then grumbles* You're the closest thing I have to a friend now.

Jazz: Well don't I feel special then..

Ezekiel: *Rolls his eye before attempting to snag Jazz's hat*

Jazz: Hey! -Huffs when his hat is taken away- Give it back! -Reaches out to try and snag it back-

Ezekiel: *Smirks and holds the hat out of reach* Why?

Jazz: Cause it is mine?

Ezekiel: *Raises a brow* That didn't stop me from invading your room

Jazz: Well you had a motive that time? What motive do you have for my hat?

Ezekiel: Being an a**? Improving my view?

Jazz: Improving your view. I'm not a woman, there is nothing to view.

Ezekiel: *Rolls his eye* Not everything is about a woman's bosom

Jazz: Tell that to the perverts and jackasses of the world. -Moves some strands of hair from his eyes- Then what are you looking at exactly?

Ezekiel: *Raises a brow and silently stares at Jazz, more specifically, his face*

Jazz: -Blinks in a confused manner, his mouth forming an "O" when he finally gets it- Oh..alright.

Ezekiel: *Rolls his eye again, then smirks and lifts his knees to bump Jazz's to try and pull him into another kiss*

Jazz: Hey! -Catches himself from falling and pouts at Zeke, a slight glare coming from his stare-

Ezekiel: What? *Feigns innocence*

Jazz: You know what, you did it.

Ezekiel: Did what? This? *Bumps Jazz's rear again*

Jazz: -Successfully falls over this time since he wasn't expecting it and was too busy glaring at Ezekiel-

Ezekiel: *Smirks and maneuvers it so Jazz's lips crash down on his*

Jazz: -Eyes widen as the sudden kiss- .. -Ears flick as he glares at the literal dead man below him, but he lets it go-

Ezekiel: *Gently bites at Jazz's bottom lip*

Jazz: -Closes his eyes, and opens his mouth, his tongue gliding out to run over Zeke's lips-

Ezekiel: *Parts his lips, his own tongue slipping out to meet Jazz's*

Jazz: -Locks his mouth with Zeke's, his tongue trying to entwine and pin down the other's-

Ezekiel: *Growls and tightens his hold on Jazz while trying to claim dominance in the other male's mouth*

Jazz: -Tails flicks as he tries to resist the fight back, not really wanting to go down so easily-

Ezekiel: *Wraps his tongue Jazz's, growling in an approving manner as Jazz continues to fight back. Continues to fight for dominance while trailing his claws up Jazz's spine*

Jazz: -Shivers at the touch, letting his guard down for a moment as he lets out a soft muffled moan-

Ezekiel: *Smirks into the kiss, moving to claim dominance when Jazz's guard is down. Cups the back of Jazz's neck with his hand and then massages it*

Jazz: -Breaks away from the kiss and nuzzles at his neck, nipping at it every now and then, and relaxing under the massage-

Ezekiel: *Presses his nose into Jazz's hair and inhales his scent, trails the claw of his thumb up and down along the column of Jazz's neck. Licks his lips as the urge to sink his teeth into the male's neck rises up*

Jazz: -Calms as he seems to go still, his head still rested upon Zeke's shoulder and nuzzled along his neck, unaware of the urge rising up in the other male-

Ezekiel: *Tries to resist, not wanting to scare Jazz off.* .... *Licks along the column of Jazz's neck*

Jazz: Mm, -Shifts a bit and tilts his head to open up his neck more, bites his lips to try not to giggle since is tickles a bit- Having fun there?

Ezekiel: *Scrapes his teeth over the side of Jazz's neck* I want to bite you *Growls and nibbles* I want to taste your blood

Jazz: -Bites his lips harder at the scraping, his eyes widening a bit at the last comment- Y-you..want to taste my blood?

Ezekiel: *Growls more* Yes

Jazz: -Is a bit unsure as to how he should reply to that- ...W-why?

Ezekiel: It calls to me *Presses his lips against Jazz's neck* I can hear your pulse

Jazz: -Chews on his bottom lip, a bit fearful and confused of the current situation and basically feeling like he is in a vampire movie at the moment, but that is out weighed by the thought of what could happen if the craving isn't satisfied and the possibility of someone snapping- ..What will happen if you don't get it?

Ezekiel: The craving will get stronger *Kisses along Jazz's neck*

Jazz: -Smiles at the kisses. Tries to imagine an over craved Zeke and it isn't very pretty in his head, sighs- ...Go ahead then.

Ezekiel: *Ears perk. Lets out a purring growl since he doesn't need to be told twice. Picks a spot and scrapes his teeth over it. Bites to break the skin with his front teeth, being much gentler than he would with his prey, then starts sucking and licking on the cut*

Jazz: -Blinks back a few tears that threatened to spill since, even if gentle, there is some pain to it. He chews on his lips, the taste of blood filling his mouth from chewing too hard at some points, as he tries to get used to the pained, and weird feeling along his neck-

Ezekiel: *Tightens his hold Jazz, continuing to suck at the cut until it's sealed shut. He pulls back and licks his lips* Delicious

Jazz: Mm, -Reach up to rub at the spot- Right, cause everyone likes to know their blood makes a good meal of sorts.

Ezekiel: *Lifts his hand to the back of Jazz's neck and goes back to massaging the base of it. Leans into latch onto Jazz's bottom lip and suck on it*

Jazz: -Wraps his arms around Zeke's neck and closes his eyes, his teeth lightly grazing along Zeke's lip-

Ezekiel: *Smirks grows, he slips his hand under Jazz's shirt as he attempts to deepen the kiss*

Jazz: -Smirks back and pulls Zeke's shirt to bring him closer, accepting the kiss deepening-

Ezekiel: *Trails his claws up Jazz's side, bring his shirt up as he goes. Allows himself to be pulled closer*

Jazz: -Pulls from the kiss, his lips just barely touching Zeke's. He stares at the other male, eyes locked on the other's as if to ask where this is all leading- ...

Ezekiel: *In a raspy voice* Do you want me to stop?

Jazz: -Sighs, his mind thinking the question 20 times over in both rational, moral and irrational points- ... -Softly chuckles to himself and shakes his head, wondering about his answer- ...No..

Ezekiel: *Smirks and crashes his lips against Jazz's while trailing his claws up and down Jazz's exposed sides*

Jazz: Mm! -Quickly returns the kiss, his hands slipping under Zeke's shirt and running along his chest, but then slips them back out to throw off his jacket and shirt-

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Ezekiel: *Smirking in satisfaction, his arms crossed under the pillow as he stares up at the ceiling. His tail thumping against the bed*

Jazz: -Lying on his side, eyes closed, and mouth open as he lightly pants and tries to catch his breath. He tries to relax, his body perfectly sore and pained at the moment and covered in marks and bites-

Ezekiel: *Turns his head to let his gaze roam over Jazz's body, it lingering on any of the visible marks and bites. Lets out a purring satisfied growl. Reaches out to trail his claws up Jazz's side before leaning over to n**, then kiss his shoulder*

Jazz: Mm. -Shifts a bit at the n** and kiss, he opens one eye and stares at Zeke for a moment, his brain trying to catch up with everything that happened- Hm?

Ezekiel: Hm, what? *Sits up and runs a hand through his loose hair. Looks around for where his hair tie went*

Jazz: Hm nothing. -Shrugs, and then regrets it after a second when a light pain burst up- I was just seeing what you were doing.

Ezekiel: *Looks down at Jazz before vanishing*

Jazz: -Blinks when Zeke vanishes. Slowly sits up and looks around in case he is still in the room- ...?

Ezekiel: You should rest *Reappears in the center of the room, still very much naked. Running along his stomach is a stitched closed wound that'll never heal. He picks his hair tie up off the floor and then ties it back*

Jazz: -Rubs the back of his neck and shakes his head while looking over at Zeke- I'll be fine after a while..

Ezekiel: *Looks over at Jazz and runs a claw through his own hair.* Just rest, you and I both know you're feeling sore *Tugs on his pants*

Jazz: -Rolls his eyes, lays back down on the bed and wraps the blanket around himself- Are you leaving then?

Ezekiel: Are you kicking me out?

Jazz: No, just wondering since you're putting your clothes back on.

Ezekiel: What would you like me to do?

Jazz: What makes you think I want you to do something?

Ezekiel: If what I do didn't matter, you wouldn't be asking. I'm in a generous mood now, so what would you like me to do?

Jazz: -Rolls over and shrugs again- It's nothing, just do whatever you want to do.

Ezekiel: *Rolls his eye before going back over to the bed and sitting on the edge of it*

Jazz: -Feels Zeke's weight on the bed when is shifts. He pulls the covers in tighter and keeps his gaze on the wall-

Ezekiel: *Bites back a snort* Are you mad at me now?

Jazz: -Bites back some kind of smart a** comment- No, why would I be? You didn't do anything wrong.

Ezekiel: *Rolls his eye, then reaches over to try and scoop Jazz up, blanket and all*

Jazz: -Holds back a surprised squeak, his ears perk up as his eyes widen- W-what are you doing?

Ezekiel: What does it look like? *Settles Jazz on his lap, wrapping his wings around the other male*

Jazz: Well I never figured you would pull something like this with me.

Ezekiel: Why not?

Jazz: I don't know. I guess I thought you didn't seem like the type at first.

Ezekiel: *Snorts* Despite what people may think of me, I am a fair lover. And I wasn't leaving

Jazz: -Starts to get comfortable and rests his head against Zeke's shoulder- I never said you were leaving.

Ezekiel: You thought I was, or else you wouldn't have gotten pissed at me

Jazz: -Inwardly sighs since he knows that is true, just lets it go- So you actually cared then?

Ezekiel: *Dodges the question and instead leans down to kiss Jazz*

Jazz: -Dodges the kiss and stares at Zeke- Trying to evade the question are we?

Ezekiel: *When the kiss is dodges he just keeps going and kisses Jazz's neck*

Jazz: -Tails flicks at the kiss as he unconsciously moves his head to open up more of his neck-

Ezekiel: *Smirks since the question seems forgotten and kisses along Jazz's neck*

Jazz: -Tails continues to swish, his arms wrapping around Zeke. Nuzzles in to the other male's neck and gently bites it-

Ezekiel: *Lets out a low purring growl at the bite, his tail lazily swishing. Nips at the spot just below Jazz's ear before pulling back a little*

Jazz: -Pulls back himself once Zeke pulls back- You avoided yet another question...

Ezekiel: Did I? *Smirks*

Jazz: -Half-glares at the smirk- Yes, yes you did.

Ezekiel: I just can't recall. My brain must finally be rotting...

Jazz: Or you are just being stubborn about it.

Ezekiel; Could be that too *Smirks once more as he shrugs*

Jazz: Why so stubborn then?

Ezekiel: When am I not?

Jazz: -Shrugs- I don't know. You tell me.

Ezekiel: *Rolls his eye, then pats Jazz on the hip* You all better now?

Jazz: -Nods and rests his head against Zeke's shoulder again- Yeah, I'm fine.

Ezekiel: Good *Wonders what he should do now* ... *Looks around, then slowly starts to relax*

Jazz: -Closes his eyes and relaxes against Zeke- .... -Bites his lips and sighs- ....Thanks.

Ezekiel: *Looks confused* For what? *Turns his head slightly, so that he can look at Jazz*

Jazz: -Mumbles something under his breath and shakes his head- Even though..you weren't really going to leave and all....Thanks for staying..

Ezekiel: Don't mention it *Lays back on the bed, settling Jazz ontop of him* Though, I think this counts as a first. Someone wanting me to stay, not leave

Jazz: -Settles on top of Zeke and holds back a chuckle- I guess I am different then, that or maybe I am just becoming too attached. Either way.

Ezekiel: Attached to a homicidal dead man? *Looks around for the pillow while rubbing Jazz's back*

Jazz: Maybe. I don't see you complaining about it.

Ezekiel; I have no reason to *Smirks and pats Jazz on the butt*

Jazz: -Tenses, his cheeks filling with heat and turning red- ...

Ezekiel: *Smirks grows* Awfully tense now Jazzy, feeling shy?

Jazz: -Mumbles- No..

Ezekiel: Are you sure? *Rests his hand on Jazz's rear*

Jazz: -Looks back at Zeke's hand then back at him- Why do you want to know?

Ezekiel: Well a man likes to know when his lover is feeling shy.

Jazz: Why, so said man can pull another trick out of his hat?

Ezekiel: I'm not wearing a hat.

Jazz: ...It is a figure of speech...

Ezekiel: I know it is, I just felt like being an a**. *Subtly starts to try and slide the blanket down*

Jazz: -Clings to the blanket and stares at Zeke- May I help you with something? Is there something you want, "love"?

Ezekiel: *About to make a smart a** reply, but seems to completely tense up at the word "love." His mind shooting back to when he was still alive, and had a mate.* ...No

Jazz: -Blinks in confusion and tilts his head- ...Did I say something wrong?

Ezekiel: No! It's nothing! *Bares his teeth at Jazz as he glares* .... *Closes his eye and shoves back any of the left ove anger at the loss of his mate* Just forget about it

Jazz: -Tenses up at the yelling, his heart jumping in to his throat and sinking. He rests his head down and looks away, not wanting to say much of anything else in fear of promoting more anger, while wondering what he said wrong in the first place-

Ezekiel: ... *Sighs* Just don't worry about it, it's nothing.

Jazz: -Slowly nods and whispers- Alright...Sorry.

Ezekiel: *Bites back a sigh of irritation before rolling over to rest Jazz on the bed* Sleep

Jazz: But..I'm not really that tired..

Ezekiel: *Sighs* ... *Tucks the blanket up more around Jazz before wrapping his arms back around the other male, almost like he's offering up a wordless apology*

Jazz: -Ears flick as he relaxes in to Zeke's hold, scooting closer as if to say he is fine. He closes his eyes in and effort to listen to the other male and sleep-

Ezekiel: *Flicks an ear. Lays there and watches Jazz, taking in the other male's warmth and presence while thinking back.*

Jazz: -Stands in front of one of the many glass sliding doors that lead towards the back area, park and woods. His eyes seems locked on the setting sun, but his mind is far from getting lost in the orange, red, pink sky as he stands there, mind lost and fingers lightly wigging in his jacket pocket-

Ezekiel: *Walks through the woods, fresh blood dripping from his hands and staining his shirt. Three scars run along his cheek, but no blood leaks from them, but only dried up flakes. As he steps out of the woods behind the main building, he tilts his head back and closes his eye*

Jazz: -His train of thought slowly breaks when Zeke comes in to view. Slowly blinks and shakes his head to bring himself back to reality and remind himself of where he is. His eyes widen a bit at the sight of the scars and blood, and he wonders what the other male has been out doing-

Ezekiel: *Lifts his hand and licks the blood off his hand in a thoughtful manner as he starts walking towards the main building at a relaxed pace. His tail swishes behind him as he doesn't seem to notice Jazz watching from the glass door*

Jazz: -Continues to watch Zeke for a moment, and then backs away from the door with closed eyes, head shaking in a amused manner- And to think... -Sighs as he pulls his hat down and turns to head back to his bedroom, but not before stopping by the kitchen to grab something-

Ezekiel: *Heads inside, turning invisible as he move about the halls, ears perk when he notices a certain purple haired male in the kitchen*

Jazz: -Lightly hums to himself, his tail swishing around as he digs through the cooke jar and pops a cookie in to his mouth-

Ezekiel: *Decides to mess with the boy and flicks a hand, sending all the cupboards door slamming open*

Jazz: -Happily munches on his cookie, that is until all the cupboard doors slam open and send his heart in to a panic attack. He jumps in surprise and chokes on the cookie as he trips on the floor-

Ezekiel: *Walks over to Jazz and slowly becomes visible as he does so, tilts his head and stares down at the boy while wondering if he had done to much this time.*

Jazz: -Pounds on his chest until he finally swallows the piece of cookie. He coughs and blinks when Zeke appears and then glares- ...You are going to kill me one day.

Ezekiel: *Raises a brow, hiding any concern he feels behind an uncaring mask* If I wanted to kill you, you'd be dead already

Jazz: -Reaches out to grabs the edge of the counter and pull himself up- Let me hear you say that when I bash my head against something someday.

Ezekiel: It'd be your own clumsiness that kills you then *Walks over to pluck a cookie out of the jar with his licked clean hand*

Jazz: -Dusts himself off and straightens his clothes out- Tch, right, cause you scaring me shitless has nothing to do with it then. Nice to know you will me remorseless and can keep going on with life.

Ezekiel: *Shrugs and offers up the cookie to Jazz as a silent apology*

Jazz: ... -Snatches the cookie and stuffs it in his mouth like a child-

Ezekiel: *Raises a brow again, then shakes his head. Walks over to the sink and begins to wash of his bloody hand* Don't choke

Jazz: -Rolls his eyes as he munches on the cookie, swallows- Don't worry, I won't give you that pleasure of entertainment.

Ezekiel: You think I'd find you choking entertaining? *Looks at his claws, then starts cleaning under them*

Jazz: -Shrugs- Maybe before you got to know me? I don't know. You're the twisted guy here.

Ezekiel: Whose really the twisted one here? *Turns to lean against the counter* Me for enjoying what I do? Or you, who sleep with me despite knowing what I do?

Jazz: ... -Looks away at knowing that Zeke may have a point- Well, sometimes you just can't help certain things I guess. I never asked to become interested in you.

Ezekiel: If you had a choice, would you say not?

Jazz: Why do you want to know?

Ezekiel: I'm curious *Shrugs*

Jazz: Well what about you? Would you want me to?

Ezekiel: Answer my question first, and then I will answer one of yours

Jazz: I don't know. It's not like we are married or anything. All we ever do is mess around and have sex... -shrugs and looks down at his feet- I suppose I wouldn't.

Ezekiel: ....What the hell is married?

Jazz: -Ears flick at the questions- I forgot that you guys don't do anything like that.

Ezekiel: Anything like what?

Jazz: The whole marriage thing! It is like mating, but with a ceremony and crap, and with some priest binding you with the person you love.

Ezekiel: *Shudders at the thought of a priest* Worthless

Jazz: Maybe to you, but to some others it has a lot of meaning in it.

Ezekiel: Other people are morons. *Starts digging through the cupboards* What's your question?

Jazz: What would you want if I had a choice?

Ezekiel: *Shrugs* I'd want you to choose me *Smirks when he finds a thing of bagels*

Jazz: Oh, why is that?

Ezekiel: I like the sex *Puts a bagel in the toaster* Plus, you amuse me

Jazz: -Opens his mouth to comment, but then reminds himself he is just a sex partner- So you just want me around for the sex and amusement?

Ezekiel: Were you expecting something more? *Sits on the counter and looks bored* Were you expecting to declare some form of secret love for you? To say that my soul burns for you to join with me as one?

Jazz: -Shakes- No, I wouldn't expect anything like that from you, being..you and all.

Ezekiel: Then why do you seem disappointed?

Jazz: I'm no disappointed? What is there to be disappointed about?

Ezekiel: That you're nothing more than a sex buddy

Jazz: There's nothing wrong with it. If we are just in it for the sex then so be it. That is just how it is.

Ezekiel: You sure?

Jazz: Why ask? You just want sex and amusement, you go it.

Ezekiel: ..... *Turns to his bagels to start spreading jam on it* You seem pissy

Jazz: Nothing short of what you are like from time to time.

Ezekiel: *Slides his gaze over to Jazz, then back to his bagel. Takes a bite before walking out of the kitchen*

Jazz: -Rolls his eyes as he grabs another cookie and then exits the kitchen to head to his room-

Ezekiel: *Waits for Jazz, then reaches out to snag his hand and drag him in a different direction*

Jazz: Hey! -Nearly trips over his feet when he is dragged- What the hell do you think you're doing?

Ezekiel: Whatever I want *Continues to drag Jazz along, flicking his hand to send a sliding door sliding open*

Jazz: -Tries to keep on his feet as the dragging continues- Well that is pretty clear and descriptive...

Ezekiel: *Takes another bite out of his bagel before dragging Jazz out onto the back patio. Comes to a stop and looks around while keeping a firm hold on Jazz*

Jazz: -Huffs and pouts when they finally come to a stop. Glares and tries to pull his arm away- What are we doing back here?

Ezekiel: *Growls and tightens his hold on Jazz's hand, then clasped the bagel between his teeth, then drags Jazz close to crouch down and pick the male up over his shoulder*

Jazz: -Ears flop back at the growl and sudden pain from the tightened hold- Hey look I - HEY! -His heart seems to shoot up to his throat from being picked up and tossed over the other male's shoulder- Hey, let me down! -Tries to squirm away-

Ezekiel: *Since he can't talk without dropping his bagel, he slaps Jazz's a** in warning then leaps over the railing, landing with grunt, he starts walking towards the woods*

Jazz: -Squeaks and twitches at the a** slap. With a huff he bites his mouth shut and glares at the ground, all the while still wondering what is going on-

Ezekiel: *Takes Jazz deep into the woods before steeping out in a small clearing that's lit by the beams of moonlight that makes it thought the tree tops that stretch overhead. Sets Jazz down on soft grass, then starts munching on his bagel again*

Jazz: -Grunts a bit when his feet touch the ground. He contemplates yelling at Zeke, but figures it would lead no where and only get him in trouble. Stuffing his hands in to his pant pockets he takes the chance to look around and take everything in- So...why did you bring me here?

Ezekiel: Because I felt like it *Walks over and nibbles on his bagel before sitting down under a tree*

Jazz: -Keeps his eyes on the tree tops as he strolls around the clearing- Is that going to be your answer to everything?

Ezekiel: *Smirks* When I feel like it

Jazz: I might as well keep my mouth shut then if I'm not going to get an answer.

Ezekiel: Well then it'd get boring *Finishes off te bagel*

Jazz: Then I guess you are a boring person. -shrugs-

Ezekiel: *Irritation flicks over his face, then he scoffs and gets up to leave*

Jazz: For someone who has the guts to kill people you sure do run away a lot.

Ezekiel: *Stops and turns his head to look back at Jazz* What exactly do you think I'm running from?

Jazz: I don't know. You're the one who got up and is walking off, not me.

Ezekiel: Just because I'm walking doesn't mean I'm running, it could simply mean that I no longer want to be in your presence

Jazz: -Shrugs and flops back in the grass- Then skip your way along, no one is stopping you. I'll be sure to shed a tear from the lack of your basking glary later.

Ezekiel: *Shrugs, then vanishes. Though really, he's still there*

Jazz: -Stares up at the tree tops, his mind starting to wonder off again to who knows where. With a shake of his head he closes his eyes and rolls over to his side-

Ezekiel: *Walks over and settles next to Jazz, beside his back. Stares at the male while thinking to himself, wonder's why he feels so attached to the purple haired pain in his a***

Jazz: -Pulls his jacket close as he curls up, his breathing slowing like he has fallen asleep-

Ezekiel; *Leans down to listen to Jazz's breath and find out if he is indeed asleep. Believing him to be so, he allows himself to reappear. Looks around before resting a hand on Jazz's shoulder*

Jazz: -Ears flick at the sudden touch while his body stiffens a bit. Instead of going the logical way of opening his eyes and investigating, he relaxes a bit and remains in his current state to let curiosity get the best and see what happens.

Ezekiel: *Stares at the shoulder and Jazz, then slowly starts to rub Jazz's shoulder. His mind drifts back to his mate and can't help but compare them. From the feel of Jazz's shoulder, to the way the moonlight bounces off his face*

Jazz: -Seems to become lulled by the shoulder rub, his mind coming to a stop, the thoughts all fading to nothing. After a few moments his eyes slowly flutter open, the purple of them seeming to glow from the darkness of the night and light of the moon. He lays there silent for a few seconds and then looks back at the dead man- ...Thought you left..

Ezekiel: *Just stares at Jazz's eyes for a while* No, never left *His hand goes still on Jazz's shoulder*

Jazz: -Just nods and turns his gaze off to the side while remaining in his spot- ...Why?

Ezekiel: Why what? *Pulls his hand back to himself and tilts his head back, stares up at the tree tops while letting his thoughts drift*

Jazz: Why did you stay when apparently you didn't want to be in my presence anymore?

Ezekiel: ....I don't know why

Jazz: -Raises a brow- ...You don't know?

Ezekiel: *Scowls* Yes!

Jazz: -Flinches at the scream, whispers- ..Alright.

Ezekiel: .... *Sighs and wills himself to relax* You must be a masochist

Jazz: What gives you that idea?

Ezekiel: Because you keep sticking around me

Jazz: Maybe I am just that interested in you? Or I just love the sex that much.

Ezekiel: *Snorts* Considering how our sex goes, that still points to you being a masochist

Jazz: -Shrugs- I guess you can thank one of my past Ex's for that.

Ezekiel: The one you didn't want to tell me about?

Jazz: -Slowly nods and whispers- Yeah...

Ezekiel: Am I like your ex?

Jazz: ..If you were anything like my ex..I would be near death and be trying to find a way to get the hell away from you.

Ezekiel: *Looks surprised* He was worse than me?

Jazz: There is a line between masochist sex and abuse. You have masochist sex, him, he was just a straight abuser.

Ezekiel: What separates me from an abuser?

Jazz: I don't know. Maybe cause I agree to it and you haven't sent me to a physical and mental hospital yet? When I get there I'll tell you.

Ezekiel: *Looks confused* When you get to where?

Jazz: To the hospitals.

Ezekiel: ...Never heard of it *Stretches out to lay in the soft grass*

Jazz: -Rolls his eyes- A hospital is where people go to get help for physical injuries. A psychiatric hospital is where one goes for mental based problems.

Ezekiel: I don't think they have those here *Reaches over to drag Jazz to him*

Jazz: -Doesn't retaliate at the dragging this time- Well then I guess I will lay there and die a slow death.

Ezekiel: *Grunts and wraps his arms around Jazz* Such a pessimist

Jazz: -Relaxes in Zeke's hold- And you are a ray of sunshine yourself?

Ezekiel: Oh hell no. People can keep the sunshine

Jazz: Then what would you call yourself?

Ezekiel: A psychopath *Slides his hand down for one of Jazz's hands*

Jazz: -Blinks when his hand is taken, curiosity peaking up again- Well that is apparent. I could have guessed that one.

Ezekiel; Then why'd you ask? *Settles Jazz's hand on the area over the cut in his stomach*

Jazz: -Looks between his hand and Zeke, shakes his head- Just incase I might be wrong or something?

Ezekiel: *Holds the hand there, enjoying the warmth* You rarely are

Jazz: Hm, I guess I will take that as a good thing in this case.

Ezekiel: You should relax

Jazz: Huh? -Tilts his head in slight confusion- Relax? Why?

Ezekiel: Yes, relax. I need to relax, and I can't if you don't

Jazz: -Sighs- Fine fine, I will try, but I won't promise anything.

Ezekiel: Am I making you on edge?

Jazz: No, not really. I'm pretty comfortable with you around.

Ezekiel: Really? *Looks slightly surprised*

Jazz: Is someone really going to have sex and hang around with someone they don't feel comfortable with?

Ezekiel: *Smirks* It depends on how good the sex is

Jazz: -Shakes his head and runs his thumb over the stitched wound- Don't grow a big ego now I may be tempted to pop it one day.

Ezekiel: *Shivers as his eye slides closed* Pop it with what?

Jazz: Don't know. -Shrugs and rests his head against Zeke's shoulder- Depends on the ammo I have at the time.

Ezekiel: You do realize that I'd fire back, right? *Nips at Jazz's ear*

Jazz: -Pouts and retaliates by nipping at Zeke's neck- And how can you be so sure?

Ezekiel: Because I'm me, and I get pissed off easily *Tilts his head to offer up his neck, as if daring Jazz to bite it*

Jazz: True.. -Lightly nuzzles and nips at a spot before taking on the dare with a second thought and biting Zeke's neck-

Ezekiel: *Hisses, then the hiss dies into purr as he tightens his hold on Jazz*

Jazz: -Licks and nips at the spot before biting down a bit harder, his hands continuing to softly run over to wound-

Ezekiel: *Presses into Jazz's touch and bares his teeth as he lets out a moan*

Jazz: -Smirks as he releases the spot and starts kissing the length of Zeke's neck, nipping random spots here and there along with grazing his teeth along the bite mark-

Ezekiel: *Grits his teeth to hold in another moan, growls and rolls to pin Jazz*

Jazz: -Eyes widen, a squeak escaping his lips as he suddenly finds himself on his back, pinned, and looking up at Zeke-

Ezekiel: *Smirks down at Jazz before crushing his lips against the other male's while pinning Jazz's wrists above his head*

Jazz: -Presses in to the kiss, a soft and light moan escaping his lips as he nips at Zeke's lips-

Ezekiel: *Nips right back before invading Jazz's mouth, using one hand to keep Jazz's wrists pinned and sliding the other down Jazz's side*

Jazz: -Wraps his legs around the other male as he tries to rise up a bit to deep the kiss, his tongue trying to entwine with Zeke's-

Ezekiel: *Growls as he tries to claim dominance, slipping his hand under Jazz's shirt to stroke his claws down the side with feather light touches*

Jazz: -Tries to fight back, not willing to go down so easily. He lightly shivers at the touch and holds back a moan-

Ezekiel: *Growls louder, wings fanning out as he continues to fight for dominance. Wraps his arms around Jazz's waist to pull the male even closer*

Jazz: -Smirks in to the kiss, his moan released as he is pulled closer. He eventually gives up and lets Zeke has dominance and rubs his tongue against the other males before trying to pull back to catch his breath-

Ezekiel: *Smirks and moves his attentions to Jazz's neck*

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Ezekiel: *Sitting on the railing of the bridge in the park, fresh blood trickling from his fingers and down into the water*

Jazz: -Wraps his coat tight around himself as he jogs towards the building after finishing up a walk to clear his head. He picks up the pace, ready to get out of the fall/winter air, but stops when he spots Zeke- ... -Sighing, he kicks at the ground and takes a turn to head towards the park-

Ezekiel: *Doesn't seem to notice Jazz's approach as he stares at the water, his eyes glazed over as he thinks back*

Jazz: -Slows his pace when he reaches the bridge. Rocking on the heels of his shoes he debates saying something or just standing there until Zeke notices him- Hey there.

Ezekiel: *Tenses in surprise, then relaxes, as much as he relaxes anyways, then slides his gaze to Jazz* Where have you been?

Jazz: -Blinks at the questions, a bit caught off by it since he wasn't expecting something like that to be asked- Out, why, should I leave you note whenever I go out somewhere or something?

Ezekiel: *Grunts* I don't care what you do *Doesn't realize by asking the pervious question, he'd contradicted himself. Goes back to staring at the water*

Jazz: -Crosses his arms and stares at Zeke, thinking that the male wouldn't be the first to think such a thing about him- If you don't care what I do or where I go, then why bother asking me in the first place?

Ezekiel: ... *Glowers at Jazz* I wanted to know because when I popped in for a lay you weren't there *Lying through his teeth*

Jazz: Tch, what am I supposed to do, be a good little concubine and wait around for you?

Ezekiel: *Bluntly says* Yes

Jazz: -Glowers at Zeke and tries to bite his tongue- And why the hell would you think I would sit around like a dog all day waiting for you?

Ezekiel: *Smirks, purposefully baiting Jazz* Because I'm just that good

Jazz: -Rolls his eyes- Right, yeah. you're the Lord of the Sex...

Ezekiel: And you're my slave *Flicks at Jazz's nose* Get used to it

Jazz: -Rubs his nose as he stares at Zeke with a flicker of irritation- And what if I don't get used to it?

Ezekiel: Then you're going to get pissy a lot *Shrugs before snagging the collar of the other male's jacket to to drag him closer*

Jazz: Then you better keep you little friend away from my foot or else they could get to know each other pretty well. -Jerks for a second when his jacket is grabbed, but allows himself to be dragged anyway-

Ezekiel: Big words *Drags Jazz until they're face to face* Would you be able to back them up I wonder?

Jazz: I don't know. You tell me. Usually it isn't wise for a slave to rebel, right? But we'll see when and if the time comes.

Ezekiel: I can't tell you what you're capable of, only you know that *Contemplates kissing Jazz, then releases the other male and pulls back* Why wait? You lash out at me now. A simple push and I'd fall into the cold water.

Jazz: -Shrugs and stuffs his hands in the pockets of his jacket- I could, but why should I? It would be too easy and you would be expecting it, so where is the fun in that?

Ezekiel: It'd let you vent.

Jazz: No worries, I am perfectly fine. I have no need to vent.

Ezekiel: There goes my fun then *Turns so he's straddling the railing and starts unbuttoning is shirt*

Jazz: -Raises a brow as he watches Zeke- And what is the crazed dead doing now?

Ezekiel: *Drops the shirt on the ground with a sickening plop, blood getting splattered on the bridge* I'm taking a bath *His pale chest is stained pink with blood as he starts to undue his pants*

Jazz: You do know there is such a thing as a shower. -Stares at the shirt and leans back a bit- And a laundry machine.

Ezekiel: *Won't admit that he doesn't care for showers and bathtubs, they feel to cramped for him* I know that *Smirks and drops his pants on the bridge* A little cold water's never killed anything that's already dead *Drops over the railing and into the water below*

Jazz: -Blinks and then slowly edges towards the railing where he peeks out at the lake to see if he can spot the ghost. Looks back at Zeke's clothes he carefully uses his foot to shove them in to the lake- If a lake can be a shower it can be a washing machine too.

Ezekiel: *Scowls when he sees his clothes joining him in the water. Swims to the suface to grab them and fling them back up onto the bridge*

Jazz: -Quickly ducks to dodge the flying clothes- Hey, watch up! People are up here you know! And unlike you we can get sick from cold water!

Ezekiel: *Floats on the surface* You should have thought of that before tossing my clothes in.

Jazz: Well your body wasn't the only thing that needed to be washed. Maybe next time you can move to your mouth and attitude. -nods-

Ezekiel: Maybe next time I'll just push you in first, that way you can't toss my clothes in

Jazz: Aw, someone wants to see me all wet and shivering do they?

Ezekiel: *Flicks an ear, smirks* Maybe

Jazz: -Taps his fingers against the railing- Maybe?

Ezekiel: Yes, but not because I shoved you into a cold river

Jazz: -Scuffs- Should have known since I'm a "concubine slave" after all.

Ezekiel: *Shrugs* I give you something I want; I give you something you want.

Jazz: -Blinks in confusion- Why would you give me something you want, unless you are trying to say you want to rape hell over me.

Ezekiel: It's not rape when the other party is willing

Jazz: Well who can say if I am willing except myself?

Ezekiel: If you weren't you'd have had me banished already *Yawns*

Jazz: Just cause someone was interested in the past doesn't mean that can't be uninterested at any other point. That being said just cause I decide to hang out with you doesn't mean I want sex at every minute.

Ezekiel: *Shrugs* Then that just means you could have me banished now *Closes his eyes as he floats* Then I don’t know why you hang out with me

Jazz: -Chews on his tongue as he stares at Zeke with a pinch of irritation once more- Maybe cause I just feel like hanging out with you with out the thought of sex popping up for once, but it is always nice to be reminded the only reason I'm wanted or could ever be around is so you can have your lay.

Ezekiel: Bet you're wishing you pushed me off the bridge, or at least socked me.

Jazz: -Shakes his head and waves a hand in an uncaring manner as he starts to walk off towards the building- Whatever. I'll just go sit around waiting for your a** like a good dog.. -Mumbles something about biting his friend off while he is at it-

Ezekiel: *Stares after Jazz while wondering if he feels like apologizing or not. Flips a mental coin, then sighs* Wait! *Heads to the shore*

Jazz: -Crawls to a stop and glares at Zeke from over his shoulder- What now?

Ezekiel: *Raises a brow at Jazz as he climbs out of the water* Sheesh *Waves a hand* Nevermind then, go be pissy

Jazz: -Bows and talks in a sarcastic manner before heading on back once more- Glad to know I have your permission to do so. Have fun helping yourself or finding some other fool.

Ezekiel: *Flicks an ear and bites back a retort. Ponders on how bad he might have ******** up before turning invisible and following after Jazz*

Jazz: -Mumbles a few colorful and imaginative choice words and phrases while walking, or stomping, straight towards his room where he slams the door and throws off his jacket, hat and shoes, before heading straight for the bed and curling in to a neat little ball with the blanket-

Ezekiel: *Walks right through the door while remaining invisible. He stands in the middle of the room and crosses his arms while staring down at Jazz*

Jazz: -Pulls the blanket tighter around his body as he glares blankly at the darkness the cover has created and tries to hold back a few tears as he bites his lips-

Ezekiel: *Reappears and sits on the edge of Jazz's bed without saying a word*

Jazz: -Shifts under the blanket, not wanting to really come out incase the tears do fall. Speaks in a muffled voice- What the hell are you doing here?...

Ezekiel: The same thing I usually do here *Scans the room for a pair of dry pants. When he finds them, he tugs them on*

Jazz: Haven't you already had enough fun shooting me down a few pegs, or more like made me hit the floor?

Ezekiel: .... *Sighs before reaching out to grab hold of the blanket and jerk it down*

Jazz: -Groans and tries his best to hold on to the blanket-

Ezekiel; *Growls* Pain in my a** *Stands and scoops Jazz up blanket and all*

Jazz: -Angrily mumbles- You're the one who ******** me, so I don't know why you're the one with all the pain...

Ezekiel: *Settles back on the bed, placing Jazz in his lap* Are you going to stay bundle up in the blanket or am I going to have to break out the scissors?

Jazz: -Sighs and pulls the blanket down enough that his head shows-

Ezekiel: *Lifts a hand to take hold Jazz's chin and stroke his cheek with a claw*

Jazz: -Keeps his eyes set on his lap during the touch- Why are you really here?

Ezekiel: *Sighs and decides the best way to end this is just bite the bullet and start at the beginning* I was worried about you *Lets his hand drop*

Jazz: -Dawns a look of surprise and confusion- You were?

Ezekiel: *Grunts* I came by earlier and you weren't here, or anywhere in the building.

Jazz: What, you thought someone kidnapped me or something?

Ezekiel: ... *Shrugs*

Jazz: -Gently pokes Zeke- Well?

Ezekiel: It wouldn't be the first time that it's happened to someone

Jazz: Well I'm not really someone worth stealing.

Ezekiel: *Raises a brow* Are you that clueless?

Jazz: -Sighs- You think Ryo or someone else is going to come after me if they find out about us?

Ezekiel: *Snorts* The damn monk wouldn't hurt you, he's to soft. My other enemies would. Riri and Ishie would.

Jazz: Yeah, but at least Ri and Ish wouldn't kill me or anything.

Ezekiel: If Ishie was worried about the death of other Namrah, he wouldn't let me loose on the island

Jazz: Well you aren't going to go and kill me, are you?

Ezekiel: That's my round about way of telling you that Ishie doesn't care about your life or any other Namrah's

Jazz: Yeah, got it, but are you going to be the one to kill me?

Ezekiel: I'd have killed you by now

Jazz: Surprised you haven't with how I've pissed you off before.

Ezekiel: *Grunts* Just count your blessings *Shifts to lay Jazz back on the bed*

Jazz: -Crosses his arms as he is laid back down- Can't, think I lost count.

Ezekiel: Really? Given the one way you talked I figured they're be few *Stretches out on the bed since he's feeling drained*

Jazz: -Shrugs as he closes his eyes and wraps his blanket close around himself- I don't really enjoy keeping track of my mistakes.

Ezekiel: *Rolls his eye* Blessings. aren't mistakes

Jazz: Yeah, but with you I only got my blessing cause you looked over my mistake, so in theory thinking about the blessing leads me to thinking about the mistake.

Ezekiel: *Closes his eye and just sighs* With me the blessing is that I like you, perhaps because your a pain in my a**

Jazz: Really now, I would have thought you would go with someone more "obedient"

Ezekiel: They're good for a ride, then I slit their throats and move on

Jazz: -Rolls over and rests his head against Zeke's shoulder- Aw, no fun or thrill from someone who runs around doing whatever you tell them to do?

Ezekiel: Mhmm *Slits open his eye before wrapping an arm around Jazz and then closing it again* Get boring when there's no fight

Jazz: -Closes his own eyes and lets himself rest- I'll keep a note of that.

Ezekiel: *Grunts* ...Are you better now?

Jazz: I don't know. Are you only hanging around me at the moment to bed me?

Ezekiel: If I was going to bed you, I'd have done it while I had you in my lap. Or, back on the bridge when I dragged you close

Jazz: Then no, I am not mad at the moment.

Ezekiel: I didn't ask if you were mad. I asked if you were better.

Jazz: Well I was unwell when I was pissed, so if I am not pissed anymore then I guess I am better.

Ezekiel: *Lazily rubs Jazz's side* Alright

Jazz: -Relaxes a bit- Why, still worried?

Ezekiel: .... *Tugs the pillow over to rest his head on it* Go to sleep

Jazz: -Rolls his eyes, but complies for now- Fine. Fine. -Sighs as yawns gets comfortable enough to sleep-

Ezekiel: *Waits until he thinks Jazz is asleep before pressing a kiss to his forehead in apology*

Ishie: *Growls and clings while sinking my teeth into Jazz’s arm*

Jazz: ********! -Winces at the bite and starts punching at you- s**t, stop that! What the hell are you trying to do!?

Ishie: *Suddenly goes flying and crashes into a wall* @3@

Ezekiel: *Appears and just picks up the bag of bagels*

Jazz: -Scrambles to his feet and holds his arm close while glaring and spitting out a few choice words about Ishie-

Ezekiel: *Pulls out a bagel and takes a bite out of it while staring at Jazz in a seemingly bored manner*

Jazz: -Turns his gaze to Zeke and just scuffs- What are you staring at while looking like some kind of nonchalant llama?

Ezekiel: What the hell is a llama?

Jazz: It is like a camel..or..think of a big furry mule with a long neck and legs.

Ezekiel: .... *Just stares, not knowing what any of those animals are* Whatever

Jazz: At least I'm the one looking stupid at the moment, but whatever to you to. -Shrugs and turns to head to his room-

Ezekiel: What crawled up your a** and died?

Jazz: I don't know, you are the only one touching it, so you tell me. Or maybe I am just feeling jaded today.

Ezekiel: *Follows Jazz from a distance* Jaded over what?

Jazz: -Waves a hand before entering his room and to the bathroom to clean the bite wound- I don't know, life? People? Just things in general?

Ezekiel: What the hell do you have to feel that way over?

Jazz: What the hell gives you the right to question that when you don't know anything about me?

Ezekiel: That's bull s**t. I know plenty about you *Sneers in the direction of the bathroom* Jazzy

Jazz: -Glares and grumbles at the nicknames- Yeah, then tell me, what do you know about my life?

Ezekiel: I know that at some point you had an abusive relationship with a male. And judging from how you act, any other relationship you had didn't go well. You never talk of family or have any pictures of family members visible in your room, so either you didn't have one or your relationships there were shitty too. Despite your shitty relationships, you still want attention and the social contact of another being. Or else you wouldn't spend so much time with someone like me. Another thing to hanging with someone like me shows that you must have a masochistic side and are probably incapable, or afraid, of forming new relationships.

Jazz: ... -Stands in his spot and glares at Zeke from the bedroom door way, his brain rattling from how he could hit everything just from those hints and assumptions- Just so you know, my relationship with my daughter is far from shitty. -Slams the door shut with a swift kick and turns his attention to the bandages with a grumble and a shifty breath-

Ezekiel: *Raises a brow at the reaction, and the surprise info of Jazz having a daughter. Mulls this over and knows that either she's adopted, or Jazz had a failed relationship here on the island* How interesting *Bites into his bagel while taking in the new info*

Jazz: -Stomps out of the bathroom once he is done tending to his arm and huffs right over to his bed-

Ezekiel: *Takes a seat in the computer jail* If you're going to act pissy all night, tell me now so that I can leave.

Jazz: -Scuffs and flops back on the bed- If you want to leave then be my guest. I'm not going to stop you or anything.

Ezekiel: You couldn't if you wanted to.

Jazz: Then why give a warning?

Ezekiel: *Rolls his eye* It's not a warning, it was an inquiry. I don't want to spend my night with a male that's acting like a pissy female.

Jazz: -Grunts and rolls on to his side- Glad to know I act that way.

Ezekiel: What? Going to sulk now because I commented on your current attitude?

Jazz: Yeah, yeah, go on and make another comment on how incapable, clingy, shitty and lonely I am. Just go on and make this another magical day.

Ezekiel: *Flicks an ear, then sighs while staring over at Jazz* Pain in my a** *Pushes to his feet to walk over to the bed*

Jazz: If I am such a pain, then why bother with me in the first place?

Ezekiel: We've already been through this *Slides onto the bed and reaches out to pull Jazz to him, so that Jazz's back is to his chest*

Jazz: -Grumbles and huffs as he is pulled closer- And yet here we are again.

Ezekiel: Mhmm *Tucks Jazz close while spooning with the other male, mindful of his backspikes. Keeps his arms wrapped around Jazz*

Jazz: -Sighs while going limp and leaning back against Zeke and just taking in the comfort-

Ezekiel: *Gently rubs Jazz's side while letting the silence linger for a bit longer* ...Better?

Jazz: -Slowly nods and keeps his eyes on the bed- Yeah..thank you..Sorry for being a b***h..

Ezekiel: *Grunts. Figures he won't be moving anytime soon. Briefly releases Jazz to grab the blanket and tug it up. Tucks the other male in before rewrapping his arms around Jazz and settling* What set you off?

Jazz: -Settles around the blankets, his ears flicking as he thinks back to earlier today- Just a call from my brother, it's nothing big.

Ezekiel: *Files away that Jazz has a brother* What did he want?

Jazz: -Mumbles, not really wanting to talk about it, but answers the question anyway- What he always wants, to see how much I am failing at my life.

Ezekiel: Hmm? *Tries to pull Jazz even closer* What'd you tell him?

Jazz: -Allows himself to be pulled closer- Nothing that will give him any satisfaction.

Ezekiel: *Rubs his nose over the scar of his last bite mark on Jazz's neck* Such as?

Jazz: -Lightly flinches from the touch and tries to shy away- Why do you want to know?

Ezekiel: *Frowns, but lets Jazz shy away. Releases the male and rolls onto his back* I'm curious.

Jazz: -Looks back and blinks at the appearance of a frown on Zeke's face since it is kind of different from his usual expression- Well curiosity killed the cat, but since you are always dead you have nothing to worry about.

Ezekiel: Har har *Crosses his arms behind his head*

Jazz: -Rolls over and scoots near Zeke to the point where he lays his head against his chest, stares up at the male- ..You should work on that laugh..

Ezekiel: Hear I've been told I have a nice laugh. *Stares at Jazz* You're avoiding answering my question

Jazz: Hm, what question?

Ezekiel: What kind of things did you tell your brother about?

Jazz: -Tilts his head- Really, you asked that? I don't remember you asking anything like it.

Ezekiel: *Stares at Jazz in a "You have got to be shitting me" manner*

Jazz: -Rolls his eyes and scuffs- Tch, fine, you want to know, then fine. I told him I am perfectly fine and happy.

Ezekiel: Why lie?

Jazz: You think I am lying?

Ezekiel: You don't seem happy and fine to me.

Jazz: Yeah, at times I am not, but at other times I am.

Ezekiel: Rarely seem to be when I'm around.

Jazz: Well if you don't want to believe me, then you don't have to. -Shrugs and rolls back over- Why such an interest in my brother?

Ezekiel: I don't. My interest is in you.

Jazz: In relation to my brother.

Ezekiel: No. My little interest in your brother is due to that he's related to you. And that you're in a pissy mood because he called.

Jazz: If you had a brother like mine you would be pissed up and down too.

Ezekiel: Mmmm, I'm pretty sure I killed my parents before they could reproduce again *Thinks back, then shrugs as he's unable to recall* It was many years ago

Jazz: How loving of you to give them such a caring end to their life.

Ezekiel: *Shrugs again* Hard for that, I never loved them.

Jazz: I can tell..

Ezekiel: *Slides his gaze to Jazz, raises a brow*

Jazz: -Slowly looks back when he feel's Zeke's eyes on him- ...What?

Ezekiel: Are you pissed at me again?

Jazz: -Blinks in confusion- No, why would I be?

Ezekiel: You seem like you are. *Since it doesn't seem like he's needed any longer, he pushes to sit up and slides off the bed*

Jazz: -Rolls himself in the blanket and mumbles through it- Says the ghost full of anger and spite.

Ezekiel: Exactly. I'm the one that's supposed to be full of anger and spite. Not you *Takes a seat at the desk to dig into his bagels* You're still mad because I was right?

Jazz: -Shifts around under the blanket and goes still- ...Maybe

Ezekiel: *Rolls his eye* Baby *Puts his bag of bagels down and goes back over to the bed*

Jazz: -Grunts at the comment and curls up- Tch, Bite me..

Ezekiel: *Smirks* Watch what you say *Slides onto the bed and crawls over until he's hovering over Jazz, he knees and arms planted on both sides* I may take you up on the offer

Jazz: -Blinks as the bed shifts around him. Slowly, he peeks out from under the blanket and stares up at Zeke- Well offer denied. -Slips back under-

Ezekiel: *Rolls his eye* I've been unusually careful with you today, the least you do is give me a damn thank you.

Jazz: ... -Huffs and peeks out once more- And what does the "Good Samaritan- want from the poor citizen?”

Ezekiel: *Eye narrows* There's no need to insult me in such a manner.

Jazz: The clock is ticking, so you better pick something quick.

Ezekiel: Lets swap moods then. *Pushes up and away* Keep the thank you *Vanishes only to reappear on the computer chair. Picks at his bagels again*

Jazz: -Sits up with a pout and glares- ... -Throws a pillow at Zeke-

Ezekiel: *Glares at the pillow as it flies towards him. Has it stop right in the air and just kind of hover there. Twirls a finger, causing the pillow to spin before flying back at Jazz*

Jazz: -Eyes widen and ducks to dodge the pillow-

Ezekiel: What goes around comes around babe *Pulls a bagel from the bag and takes a bite*

Jazz: ... -Raises a brow- Babe?

Ezekiel: Yes, babe. *Takes off his bagel as if to end the matter*

Jazz: -Slips out of the bed and walks over to the computer chair where he reaches out to snatch the bagel and stuff it in his mouth as if to retaliate-

Ezekiel: *Stares at his empty hand, as if wondering where his bagel vanished to. Slowly slides his gaze up to Jazz* ....

Jazz: -Pounds on his chest a few times before he swallows it. Stares back at Zeke in silence- ...

Ezekiel: *Slowly rises to his feet, his wings expanding as he glares at Jazz*

Jazz: -Gulps and slowly starts to shrink back away from Jazz- ...Heh...

Ezekiel: *Smirks in a deranged manner. Quietly hisses out* Want another bagel now "babe?"

Jazz: Uh.. -Ears flick as he continues to back away- I-I think I am perfectly fine with that one, thank you.

Ezekiel: *Walks after Jazz, matching him step for step* What's a matter "babe?"

Jazz: -Ears flick in slight annoyance at the name. Looks out of the corner of his eye and sees the bathroom- ...Nothing, "Boo". -Quickly tries to slip in to the bathroom to hide-

Ezekiel: *Stares at the closed bathroom door. Could just phase through it, but decides to let Jazz have his false security* Boo? What the ********? *Sits on the bed*

Jazz: -Takes a few deep breathes as he slides down the door and tries to calm himself. After a few moments as gets on his feet again and slowly cracks the door open to see if everything is alright- ...

Ezekiel: *Flicks an ear and vanishes at the sound of the door knob turning*

Jazz: -Slowly opens the door wider and quietly slips out, looks around- ...

Ezekiel: *Remains unseen* This has been an interesting learning experience

Jazz: -Jumps at the sound of Zeke's voice, spins around- W-what do you mean?

Ezekiel: Despite having some spine, you're very much afraid of me. You think I'd kill you.

Jazz: What am I supposed to think? It is not like you made some kind of oath never to hurt me or anything.

Ezekiel: If you're not smart enough to read the hints, it's your damn problem. Until then, I should leave.

Jazz: -Ears fall and rise at the comment as he wonders if he did something wrong, or if his reaction was really that bad. Waves a hand- Fine, have fun with your play.

Ezekiel: Play? I'm not leaving to play. *Snorts*

Jazz: -Walks over to the computer chair and takes a seat- I don't care what the ******** you are leaving to do, if you are going to leave, then just leave. Go do...whatever it is you do when you aren't here.

Ezekiel: Course you do, or else you wouldn't be getting so snippy. *Reappears and holds out a hand, summoning his bag of bagels* I'm not coming back until you realize if I'm going to kill your a** or not, and then decide if you actually want me back *Shrugs and heads out* If that moment arrives, I'm not that hard to find *Waves over his shoulder before closing the door behind him*

--------------Sometime later: Counseling with Ishie and Jazz--------------

Jazz: -Is slouched back in his computer chair, staring blankly and depressingly at the ceiling-

Ishie: *Shuffles into Jazz's room, dressed like a therapist* Yoh 8D

Jazz: -Slowly looks over at Ish, and rolls his eyes- Come on, I don't you going around ******** up my ******** up day..

Ishie: I'm here to help you 8D After all, I know my ghost man~

Jazz: I don't need help from someone who goes around making problems for others..

Ishie: *Sniffles* I'm hurt, I'm only here to help you Jazzy ;3; Unless, you don't want the ghost man back?

Jazz: -Opens his mouth to retaliate, but then scuffs and looks off to the side-

Ishie: Now then *Pulls out a notebook* Tell me your problems

Jazz: One word, Life.

Ishie: *Rolls eyes* Be more specific. Like, your problems involving the ghosty man so we can find out if you want to get back with him.

Jazz: Tch, what problem? I'm nothing but a sex buddy, so what more can there be if he doesn't want me anymore...

Ishie: *Jots this down* Uh huh, uh huh, we're making progress now. Do you really think he just sees you as a sex buddy? When was the last time you two actually had sex?

Jazz: Do I LOOK like I keep a tally on that type of thing?

Ishie: Not recently then 8D *Scribbles* So, if all he wants is sex, why's he around when he's not actually getting any?

Jazz: -Leans back in the chair and shrugs- I don't know. I don't know how the guy works, what he is thinking. He knows more about me than I do him.

Ishie: You know what that means don't you?

Jazz: Why don't you drop a bomb and tell me?

Ishie: *Whispers* He's actually paying attention to you. Taking note of your habits, feelings, etc. Does that seem like something you'd do for a sex buddy?

Jazz: What do you expect when you LIVE with your sex buddy from a BET that a certain SOMEONE sent him over for!?

Ishie: Stop focusing on sex buddy or I'll beat you with my notepad! A sex buddy doesn't care what you do in daily life or how you're feeling! They only care about getting their rocks off and how good you are in the sack. Also earlier, when you ate his bagel, hiding in the bathroom was not a smart idea. He's a damn ghost, he can phase through walls! If he wanted to hurt you, he could've just phased through the door or used his psycho power to make stuff fly at you... Why would you eat his bagel?!

Jazz: -Just sits in his seat and stares at Ish for a moment, knowing full well he has a point in what he said- ... Whatever

Ishie: The point is if he wanted to hurt you, he could have. Now, what are you going to do?

Jazz: What, you want me to go running to him like some clinger and beg him for forgiveness?

Ishie: He didn't say he wanted forgiveness. *Draws a rabid piggy* He just said he wanted you to find out if you want him... and if you think he's going to kill you 8D

Jazz: People kill their lovers from time to time..

Ishie: Do you think he wants/plans to kill you?

Jazz: -Bites his lips and grunts- ..No

Ishie: Great. We've made a break through. *Stands and shuffles off* If you want him back, Riri's got him tied up in the kitchen

Jazz: -Sighs and covers his face with his palms as he sinks in to the chair. Groaning, he slowly slips out and drags himself to the kitchen- ...

----------------Counseling with Riri and Zeke------------------------

Ezekiel: *In the kitchen, munching angrily on a bagel*

Riri: -Shuffles in and tries to pounce and tie down Zeke with magic rope- BONZAI!

Ezekiel: *Doesn't know what's hoping until it's to late. Would be choking if he weren't already dead. Glares at Riri*

Ririk: -Pats Zeke on the head- Now now angry man. If you be good I shall help you with your Jazzy problems. 83

Ezekiel: *Tries to bite at Riri's hand while growling* How the hell are you going to help me?

Riri: -Pulls the hand back and pouts- By answering your questions and letting you know what you need to know?

Ezekiel: *Scowls* Answer this then, why the hell is he being so pissy when I was actually trying to help earlier?

Riri: You would be pissy too if your brother took great enjoyment in telling you how much of a failure you are and how nobody would ever want someone so "used and abused."

Ezekiel: *Scowls since he can't eat his bagels* The fact that I'm there proves I want him.

Riri: But does the purple haired man know you want him?

Ezekiel: *Glares* He should! *Ears flicks as he tries to figure out what exactly Jazz might be thinking*

Riri: And why would you think that? Have you told him, dropped hints, sent a letter or something?

Ezekiel: *Hisses like it's top secret* I cuddled with him!! What bigger clue does one need?! ....If you tell anyone, you die.

Riri: Uh huh. I don't know, maybe a some works to go with affection?

Ezekiel: .... *Gives you the most murderous glare he can muster while secretly knowing you're right*

Riri: ... -scoots away to put some space between life and murder- You know it is only truth~ You can't expect a puzzle to be completed without certain pieces.

Ezekiel: *Contemplates using the table as a weapon* Some pieces should be able to fill on their own.

Riri: Well what is easy to fill for one person can be hard for another...

Ezekiel: *Glares more* Stop it!

Riri: Stop what? Stop telling you that you know that I am right? That you know full well that if you ever want to get anything pushed forward you're going to need to do more that drop little hints here and there, that you can't expect your buddy to read the hints as clear as day and make a move. That you can't take someone else's expectations and ways and lay them perfectly over him, hm? Hm? HM!?

Ezekiel: When I get free, I will kill you

Riri: That won't help your love life now..

Ezekiel: It'll make me feel better.

Riri: Kill me and you will have no more bagels in your lifetime!

Ezekiel: There's always Ishie.

Riri: Ishie will not help your falling love life.

Ezekiel: I can get bagels from him!

Riri: Well not anytime soon, so..BYE! -runs off-

Ezekiel: Damn it! At least untie me first!

-----------------Zeke and Jazz------------------------

Jazz: -Stands in the doorway to the kitchen and leans against it while staring at Zeke with a raised brow- ?

Ezekiel: *Looks over his shoulder and is surprised to see Jazz there* ...Yes?

Jazz: -Shrugs as he pushes off the door frame and walks over to untie Zeke- Nothing...

Ezekiel: *Pushes to his feet once he's untied. Watches Jazz, his face revealing nothing as he mulls something over*

Jazz: -Twiddles his thumbs, his brain going over the conversation he just had and everything that has happened today. Sighing, he opens his mouth to say something, but he isn't sure how to say it exactly- ..

Ezekiel: *Sighs and shakes his head before reaching out tug Jazz to him*

Jazz: -Eyes widen at the sudden tug and hug. Blinking on confusion, he quickly shakes it off and wraps his arms around Zeke, his head resting against his shoulder. Softly whispers- ...I want you..

Ezekiel: *Tightens his hold for a brief moment. Thinks back to what Riri said, sighs before nudging at Jazz* Hey

Jazz: -Lifts his head to look up at Zeke- Yeah?

Ezekiel: *Leans down to press his lips to Jazz's, a kiss that's gentle by Zeke standards. Mumbles against them* I care

Jazz: -Ears perk as he closes his eyes and leans in to the kiss- Mm, care about what? Me?

Ezekiel: *Nods and hauls Jazz closer* Yes, about you

Jazz: -Rests his head against Zeke's shoulder again and takes that line in- So you don't hang around me just to get me in bed then?

Ezekiel: *Shakes his head* If all I wanted to do was bang you, then I wouldn't be around when I wasn't *Strokes a claw up and down Jazz's back*

Jazz: -Shivers at the touch and chuckles to himself while nodding- Alright then, I think I like hearing that.

Ezekiel: *Crouches down to pick Jazz up* Good.

Jazz: -Clings as he is picked up, a look of surprise on his face- Why is that?

Ezekiel: Because I'd hate to have swallowed my pride for nothing *Starts heading back to Jazz's room*

Jazz: Well it didn't seem that hard for you.

Ezekiel: *Snorts* You have no idea how hard it is for me to say this kind of stuff. To expose a weakness of mine to someone.

Jazz: But it went to a good cause, right?

Ezekiel: Which is the only reason I'm telling you now. *Lightly squeezes Jazz* You can't expect this kind of thing from me, words of affection. Not often anyways... I'm not used to it.

Jazz: -Shrugs- I never expected it then, so I can live with it not happening now.

Ezekiel: At least you'll know now?

Jazz: -Nods- True, even if it took having Ish on my back for "therapy".

Ezekiel: *Snerks* Pain in the a** humans

Jazz: -Slowly makes his way down the hall ways of the building which are decorated with Christmas decorations in an attempt to make things more festive-

Ezekiel: *Picking at some tinsel in the hall* What the hell? *Tugs it right off the wall so he can inspect it*

Jazz: -Turns the corner to head to his room, but stops at the sight of the dead male- What are you doing?

Ezekiel: *Thrusts the tinsel at Jazz* What is this s**t?

Jazz: -Raises a brow and slowly takes the tinsel from Zeke- It's tinsel. It's used as a Holiday decoration, especially for Christmas.

Ezekiel: Christmas? What the hell is Christmas?!

Jazz: -Blinks as he turns to put the decoration back on the wall- You've never heard of Christmas before? It's a Christian holiday basically turned commercial. People hang around with family, friends, loved ones, ect and exchange gifts.

Ezekiel: Why? Because they don't get enough s**t throughout the year?

Jazz: -Shrugs- I don't know, I wasn't the one who made it that way. If you don't do the gift thing, then you just hang around with family.

Ezekiel: *Snorts* Yeah, because that's of so appealing

Jazz: Hey, to each his own, an -points to a mistletoe at the end of the hall- Don't stand under those.

Ezekiel: Why's that?

Jazz: It's a mistletoe. When two people stand under it they have to kiss. It is a tradition thing.

Ezekiel: Really now? *Eyes the mistletoe before slowly starting to grin*

Jazz: -Eyes and grin as he slowly nods- Yeah, really now.

Ezekiel: *Reaches out to grab Jazz's arm to drag him to the mistletoe*

Jazz: Hey! -Nearly trips over his feet while being dragged along- What the heck are you in a hurry for?

Ezekiel: *Stops once he's under the mistletoe, then raises a brow at Jazz* Well?

Jazz: -Stares at the mistletoe for a moment, rolls his eyes. Moves to wrap his arms around Zeke's neck and leans in to kiss him-

Ezekiel: *Lets out a purring growl as he wraps his arms around Jazz's waist and kisses him*

Jazz: -Tips of his tail twitches as he smirks and lightly nips and tugs at Zeke's bottom lip-

Ezekiel: *Ears perk at the n**, strokes Jazz's back to show his approval before licking at Jazz's lips*

Jazz: -Slowly parts his lips, his ears flicking at the stroke and his hold tightening a bit to pulls Zeke closer-

Ezekiel: *Wraps his wings around the other male while sliding his tongue in to twine with Jazz's*

Jazz: -Lets out a soft moan as he tongue twines with that of Zeke. Leans further in to the kiss to deepen it, a hand moving from around Zeke's neck to stroke his cheek-

Kevin: -Yawns while exiting Daveigh's room and heading towards the building's front doors. Ears flick at the sound echoing through the hall. Bites his lips and follows it, his eyes widening at the sight he can't believe-

Ezekiel: *Growls in approval at the sound of the moan. Pulls back from the kiss n** along Jazz's jaw, not noticing Kevin as he slips his hands under Jazz's shirt*

Kevin: -Slowly starts to back away and quickly run for the front doors, but ends up tripping over his feet and tumble on to the floor, groaning when his head and the floor meet-

Jazz: -Leans in to the touch and tilts his head to lean in and nuzzle along Zeke's neck then n** at it, but freezes at the sound of the groan- What was that?

Ezekiel: *Ears pin back at the noise as he slowly smirks, he'd know that groan anywhere. Pulls back to look over at the fallen Kevin* Well well, if it isn't my favorite mouse

Kevin: -Snaps open his eyes and quickly scrambles to his feet out of fear and surprise- Well the mouse was just on his way out, so he thinks he'll be going now. No need to catch up on the favorited time apart...

Jazz: -Bites his lips and stares at Kevin in worry, worry for the male himself and worry at word getting out about this- Are you okay?

Kevin: Just fine! Just a fall..is all..

Ezekiel: *Starts to stalk towards Kevin, his lips forming a twisted smirk* How about we take a look, just to make sure?

Jazz: -Looks on, his mind debating if he should interfere since he doesn't know much of what he could do, especially since he used his "wish" to make sure Zeke wouldn't hurt Yarrow, not Kevin-

Ezekeil: *Drops his voice to a dangerous purr* You don't seem fine *Shows his teeth in a feral smile*

Kevin: M-maybe that is cause I am never fine around someone like you..especially with our relationship towards each other..

Ezekiel: Such a shame... *Stops and looks back at Jazz, seeing that his is making him uncomfortable. Looks back at Kevin and leans in to whisper* You tell anyone about what you saw, I'll go after that boy that looks like you. Got it?

Kevin: -Quickly nods in understanding, not wanting to but his son in threat- Yes. -Doesn't stay to see what other threats will come up as he darts down the hall-

Jazz: -Internally sighs in relief while watching Kevin take off-

Ezekiel: *Sneers after Kevin, then walks back to Jazz* He won't tell anyone.

Jazz: I'm sure he may leak it out to Ryo, he is his husband after all, but -shakes his head- Doesn't matter. It was bound to happen sooner or later.

Ezekiel: *Studies Jazz, his face guarded* How do you feel about it getting out?

Jazz: -Shrugs a bit- I didn't expect it to stay a secret as long as it did, and I don't expect it to go well if anyone else finds out, but. -shrugs again- I'll take it as it is I guess.

Ezekiel: So you don't care if they know about us?

Jazz: -Shakes his head- I lived my life not being cared about by a lot of people, so why would I care what other's think?

Ezekiel: Because they will not approve. Your best friend will not approve.

Jazz: -Stuffs his hands in his pockets- I know what he'll think, and what could happen... Either way, whichever side I choose I will be losing someone, right?

Ezekiel: I guess you will *Shrugs as if he doesn't care before looking at all the Christmas decoration. Growls* Does this mean I have to get you a damn present?

Jazz: -Shakes his head- You don't have to if you don't want to. If we did I may be at a stump since I wouldn't know what to get a dead guy.

Ezekiel: You wrapped in this *Picks at the tinsel again* shiny s**t. And just the shiny s**t.

Jazz: -Rolls his eyes- One of your little fantasies or something?

Ezekiel: It is now *Smirks and tugs the tinsel off the wall again. Thinks for a moment, then reaches up to snag the mistletoe too*

Jazz: Right~ We'll see if your wish comes true on Christmas day then.

Ezekiel: *Smirks and loops the tinsel around Jazz to drag him close* Who says I have to wait until then?

Jazz: -Ears flick up and down as he stares at Zeke- Very demanding of getting your wish, aren't you?

Ezekiel: Damn straight *Starts to drag Jazz off to the bedroom*

Jazz: -Shakes his head in amusement, not resisting being dragged off-