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 Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 9:35 pm
Talis didn't notice Radevel boarding the bus. He was far too... occupied. A rumble felt beneath him was the indicator that the bus had been started up and they were now backing out of the bus station. With the man's hand in his lap and those words being voiced into his ear, Talis knew it was going to be a long trip. He was most surprised when the man's face suddenly yanked back. Chestnut eyes were met with the shocking vision of his lover in the aisleway. What was he doing on the bus?!? Talis gaped at the sight.
Having his shirt yanked violently by someone beside him, the strange man was very irked to be pulled away from his gem of a busmate. Hearing such hostile words in his ear, he looked annoyingly at the man and gave him a knowing shrug. "Getting some, what's it look like?" he grinned in a creepy fashion, hand still playing in the boy's lap. "Now, f**k off. Get your own fun." The man pulled his shirt from Radevel's grip and moved back toward Talis with full intents to get more 'comfortable.'
Meanwhile, the boy's gaze seemed almost solidly stuck on Radevel. He didn't bother making any moves to try to stop the lecherous man as he might've done while they were.... together.
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 6:59 pm
Radevel fist went back, in full intentions of exacting some sort of revenge towards the man for touching his boy. "If you don't get your f***ing hands off him, I'll break your fa-," he started, but was cut short with the impatient squirming and complaints of the remaining passengers behind him. They couldn't give a damn if they wanted about the men's confrontation. All they aimed to do was find a seat and await the long trip ahead of them.
The white-haired man huffed and slammed himself into the seat directly behind the pair and beside a rather uneasy looking fellow in glasses. If only -if only- he had had this little 'problem' in a less crowded area. Any street where he could have taken the nuisance of a man into a back alley and already have him battered and bloody at his feet. This wasn't as simple.
The remaining passengers seemed to be filing impossibly slow past him, not giving him a good view of Talis or the other man except for a small space between the two seats in front of them. "Talis what the hell do you think you're doing?" he asked.
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2006 8:02 pm
Caramel eyes widened as he saw Radevel's fist raised in the air. What was going on? Radevel seemed almost... angry to see him with another man. Even after everything the man had beaten him for... he couldn't be jealous, could he? Of course not.
The man didn't take kindly to Radevel's words, but instead took them more as a challenge. He wanted his hands everywhere on the boy. In his lap, feeling up under his shirt. With Radevel being dismissed, the man leaned in to eagerly begin kissing at the boy's neck. Talis winced in discomfort as weight of the stranger was applied on his bruised ribcage.
While being submissive to the lech, Talis did hear a familiar voice through the chairs. What to say?
"Getting away from you like you wanted," he murmured, his voice coupled with a gasp as the man vulgarly teased him in his seat.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 6:28 pm
Radevel's mouth gaped slightly just before his lips twisted in a sneer. How long did it take for people to find a seat!? The bus had already been in motion for a few minutes and people still stood trying to cram their luggage into the overly-small compartments above head. His fingers itched to tear the man away from Talis. To somehow get rid of the offending pest.
"What?" he asked dumbfoundedly. "I did not say you were to go anywhere." Sure, he had said plently of things, but for the boy to leave was not among them. "Especially New York of all places. What the hell is wrong with you?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 6:57 pm
Talis blushed as his seat partner continued, but there was a frown on his face as soon as those words left Radevel's mouth. What was wrong with him? Truly, ironic words coming from such an abusive man.
"E-ver-ything, Radevel," he hissed through the seat, "Now just... leave me alone. I'll be fine. Go get your prize boy back and have a nice life. I'll be fine." Of course, Talis was referring to Shinto as Rad's new 'prize boy'.
The stranger who continued to kiss and toy with the youth, now seemed irritated. "Geez, would you just shut up, kid?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 7:17 pm
His 'prize boy'? Sure, Shinto had been a sort of prize at the time he had him, but Radevel wouldn't have replaced him with his favorite boy. Even despite what he may have said about how 'good' he was, Talis, to him, would always be his preferred choice.
Once more hearing that man's voice grating through his mind, reminding him ever more of his presence, the white-haired man bared his teeth. And.. there was an opening! With the other passengers finally seated and out of his way, Radevel swung an arm into the aisle and around the seat. His action was in attempt to get his forearm around the man's neck to choke him against the seat.
"Don't order him around as if he belongs to you!" he growled, pulling his arm tight. 'Shut up'? Why, hearing Talis voice (during more intimate times, at least) was one of his best attributes. And even though he'd deny it with every fiber within himself, to just hear him talk after a long day had become a part of his daily routine he almost.. looked forward to.
The scrawny man beside Radevel lightly tapped him on the shoulder. "Um.. sir? Excuse me," he said, thumbs immediatly moving to twiddle together. "I really don't think you should be doing that. I'm pretty sure the driver would prefer if there were no violent confrontations while on the bus."
His icy glare shot over the the messy-haired one beside him. "Well, once we make a rest stop, you'll be next. How's that f***ing sound?" He was answered with him pressing himself back into his seat, eyes darting to look out the window.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 7:34 pm
Now rumbling down the highway, the man's hand finally left Talis's lap to grope at this white-haired lunatic's arm. He had no idea what this guy's relationship to the boy beside him was, but he was getting fed up with it pretty fast. However, much to his dismay, he found himself in a position with little leverage to contradict anything this man wanted. He gasped for air.
Talis was torn between being appreciative for Radevel's sudden defense or to be upset with his ex for interfering. He decided on the latter. "Radevel!" he exclaimed, seeing the man attempt to strangle his seat partner. "Stop it!" Fingers flew to try to pry his recent lover's arm off the man's neck. "Stop it right now! Stop it or I'll..." Enraged chestnut eyes glared daggers at the harem owner.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 7:58 pm
Radevel's arm only tightened against the two's prying attempts. Stop? And here he thought he was saving Talis in a sense from this strange man. He could no longer stand seeing his boy being touched by hands other than his own. Meeting those angered eyes of the smaller boy, it irked something inside of him. Seeing him this truly angry at him bothered him greatly.
"You'll what?" he dared, his hold unrelenting. What could Talis really do anyway?
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 2:14 pm
Talis searched his mind. If Radevel was actually jealous and this wasn't just some stunt the man was pulling for his own reasons... it might work. 'Then again, it might not,' a nasty little reminder sounded in his mind. Talis brushed it off. He was furious.
"I'll kiss him. I'll kiss him like I mean it," he threatened at the already threatening man. "And I won't even think of you."
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 3:52 pm
No way Talis would kiss this stranger with the lips that he had claimed himself many times over. Talis was playing dirty, or at least he believed so. But he didn't think he could take anymore pressure of emotions. Another spoonful of jealousy, especially if it was the boy causing it with his own actions, and he would lose it.
The larger man's arm withdrew sharply from the man's neck to fold grudgingly with the other. "It's not like you probably wouldn't have done it anyway," he said, eyes narrowed into tense slits. "You didn't seem to be doing a whole lot to stop him before."
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 5:15 pm
Once released, the man recently victimized by Radevel inhaled and exhaled a shuddering breath. He felt his throat with thick fingers. Surpressed anger began to surface and the man's face grew into a shade of puce. The man whipped around in his seat prepared to give Radevel a piece of his mind... or fist.
Watching Radevel take away his arm, Talis's fury hardly subsided with the snide comments the man cast his way. What right did he have to tell Talis who to associate with? What right did he have to follow him when his intents were clearly, or perhaps not so clearly, the boy's ruin?! Talis felt spiteful. And he wasn't going to let Radevel dictate his actions anymore! Or so he thought.
As his angered busmate began to turn around, Talis shot a glare at Radevel. He pulled the rather ugly man's attention toward him and in one eased motion, connected his lips with the other's fuller ones. One hand rested on the man's shoulder while the other cupped the side of his jawbone by his ear. Talis moved his lips against the other's, unable to surpress how utterly wrong this felt. Despite his promise to not think of his recent lover, Talis found himself craving the taste of him. A hint of cigarettes mixed with whatever mints Radevel kept stashed in his pocket, sometimes with the flare of a recent drink, and a consistent unnameable, natural taste that was addicting.
This man was nothing like that. Talis felt his lips being sucked in, as if by a fish, and the man tasted of his latest lunch and coffee. In fact, the boy was rather repulsed. Determined to not allow this disgust to be openly visible to Radevel, Talis kept himself actively engaged in the kiss as his seat partner began to dominate him in the act. He felt the man's roaming hands rub his tender sides in discomfort. One of those hands slid down further to grope the curve of his rear.
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 8:21 pm
Radevel was all too ready for the fist of the man in front of him come flying. But it was not a fist that hit him, but a wave of disappointment. It seemed he wasn't going to get a 'he started it first' excuse afterall. It wasn't until a second, much stronger wave hit him. One of probably the highest point of anger and jealousy he had felt that day. No way did Talis just engage that man in a kiss! He had removed his arm from him. Wasn't that the deal? Stop the choking and no kiss. Apparently not.
If either one of them thought he was going to just stand by this time without converting to action, they were sorely mistaken. Radevel jumped to his feet and despite the shortage of room within the aisle of the bus, reached out to grab him off of Talis by the back of the shirt. He barely turned the other around before his own fist flew in attempts for a hard-contact blow. "How dare you lay your disgusting hands on him!" he yelled, earning many shocked stares. The sight of Talis pressing his lips willingly onto the stranger's kept his fist raining down heavily. "He belongs to me, got it!?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 9:12 am
Farmland could be seen zinging by the window as the bus sped down the highway. But certainly, no one was looking out their windows now. The man currently engaged in a kiss with Talis felt himself ripped off the boy; his tongue snatched back into his own mouth, his hand pulled from the youth's smooth rear. When he turned to see the white-haired man, his sneer was quickly countered by a fist to his cheek. Being about a decade older than Radevel and yet having fat stores rather than the muscles the harem owner worked to maintain, Talis's seat partner still didn't mind taking on what he would consider a 'flippant kid.' His head turned with the blow, and the raining fists continued to beat him until he put both arms up and made to shove Radevel backward. He pushed off his seat, now standing opposite the man in the aisleway, a trail of blood crawling down from his lip. "Yours? Well, apparently he's over you, seeing as he'll let any guy touch him. But for all those nasty insults..." he countered, sending a crude punch back at Radevel.
'He belongs to me.' Wasn't that what Radevel had said? Talis's feelings were once more divided. He was glad that Radevel considered him to still be his own and was surprised how possessive the man actually acted on his behalf. Perhaps Radevel car--... No. Talis didn't believe Radevel was capable of caring for him any longer. And indeed, the boy's feelings rested in questioning Radevel's motive for all of this. He feared the man only claimed him to be his own so that Radevel might later dispose of him as he pleased. And he was so angry with Radevel for fighting for him as though he were only a piece of material to be bought and traded. "Stop it! Stop! You're going to get us thrown off the bus!" he yelled at the men.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 1:16 pm
The man's fist connected hard with his jaw, causing the inside of his cheek to cut against his teeth. Radevel didn't seem to lose his footing, though. Instead, he ran his tongue over his slightly bloodied teeth, cleaning them off. There was a fierce look in his eyes, no different that a pissed off, territorial beast. Ignoring- if he had even heard him in the first place- Talis's protest, the white-haired man threw another punch for the stranger. "He's not some whore to be had. Especially by the likes of you!" he growled.
By now, of course, the driver was well aware of the events happening on his bus. There was no way he could just continue driving while his other passengers could be in danger. The vehicle came to a screeching halt on the side of the road and the driver jumped to his feet. "Hey! Knock it off you two!" he shouted.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 6:52 pm
Radevel's punch landed in an awkward angle on the man's side, causing him to give with the punch. Clearly, the men were not going to be stopping their fight as he moved to shove Radevel back.
At this moment, Talis hopped onto his feet. They were going to get kicked off the bus if this didn't end! The dirty blonde registered only one sentence exchanged and that was one uttered from Radevel's lips. He'd have to ask him about it later. Talis opened his mouth to protest the fight further, but he was quickly interrupted by a much angrier bus driver. It was only then that he noticed the bus had come to a complete stop. The bus driver didn't seem to care who started the fight, or what intent of it was. But he did force the men off the bus in a very rough manner and Talis soon followed, along with their belongings being tossed out the door.
And with that, Talis, his former bus mate, and his recent lover found themselves many miles from home, several miles from the nearest town, and by themselves.
The man was hardly finished with Radevel, however. "What the f***'s your problem?! I was on my way to see my wife in New York. This is all your fault! He attempted to shove the white-haired man.
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