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 Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 6:50 pm
"Yes." Like it wasn't true, they both knew better. Greens were met in humor, the lock didn't startle him as it might others. Cain knew challenge when he seen it and while he didn't win all of the fights he picked he never backed down. So the cup tipped fully over without so much as a blink from the smaller man. Unfortunately Zeke was still faster, stronger than him and in moments he was letting out a grunt of air and in the mans lap. Trying to catch breath as knees squeezed harshly against the thighs he straddled. "Or maybe you aren't as dumb as you look and let on," he growled back. Small tanned fingers grabbing for a fist full of auburn locks. The likes of which they tugged tightly and roughly forward, bringing Zeke into a headbutt that involved a bit more lip than necessary. The challenge had been issued right? Zeke clearly wanted a fight and he would get one.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 7:33 pm
"Not by half," he growled out as small fingers tangled in his hair, dragging him forward. Instead of resisting, he went with it, and at the last second it was him tipping his head forward. Him delivering a blow to the smaller man's brow with more force than he was probably intending to inflict. It was meant to startle, meant to stun, and Zeke moved fast, catching either tanned hand in his own and yanking them both down behind Cain's back, pinning thin wrists together with long fingers. The other hand came up to catch Cain's chin, holding him at eye level. Waiting for those baby blues to focus on him again. When they did the older hunter smiled. "Really not that smart, are you?" Fingers released his chin, patting his cheek almost fondly. Lagertha chuckled softly at the back of his mind, and Zeke's smile widened a touch.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 8:05 pm
That last second shift had eyes widening before abruptly shutting in a hard wince of pain. ******** that hurt. Stunned he was in just how painful it was, in the back of his mind a cackling witch asked what he had expected. Hands had his and before Cain could gather himself back together they were tightly clutched behind back like a prisoner. A growl and blues finally snapped back open, blurred since yellow frames now sat lopsided across a freckled face. "You a**." The hiss was moderately pain filled before sharp white teeth cut it off in a snap. That smile, how Cain wished he could wipe it from the older hunters face. Hands twisted in the hold and pulled at what fabric they could in rebellion. When Zeke tauntingly patted at cheek blues narrowed and the lifers head turned swiftly to deliver a sharp bite to the closes finger.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 8:24 pm
"Mmmhmm. Tell me something I don't know." If he had a dollar for every time someone had called him an a**... The quick head turn hadn't been unexpected. Zeke twitched his fingers out of the way just in time, catching only the promising edge of teeth, instead of the full chomp Cain had been hoping to deliver. "Feisty." Smirking, he considered the smaller man, fingers tightening to a near painful degree on his wrists. Angry, disheveled, kind of adorable. Not that he though Cain would appreciate the compliment much. With a hum he plucked the glasses off his nose, then reached around him to lay them on the desk. Wouldn't do to have them get broken. Breakables accounted for, he tucked a finger under Cain's chin, forcing his head up and back. "Shouldn't bite people," he scolded, voice rumbling out as he leaned in close to his neck. "Not unless you're looking to get bit." By all rights, it was gentle. Gentler than Zeke was want to be. Teeth pressing into the muscle just above Cain's thin collarbone.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 8:59 pm
"You're homely?" The younger offered in a hiss, then again reconsidered the comeback. Since it was more than likely someone else tried to wound the mans ego. Unfortunately it was all that could be thought of given the situation and the way his head was still spinning from the initial headbutt. As fingers slid from full reach the blonde growled at the missed opportunity. He did have a taste of the man in mouth though, which brought a dark edge to the smirk worn currently on lips. Suddenly fingers tightened and against them tanned wrist twisted for relief. It would be wasting his breath to insult the man so instead Cain stuck to silence and struggling. Unintentionally rocking against the lap currently sat in before giving up as fingers took chin again. In the few moments it took to push his struggling head back Cain tried to remember how to breath, though what progress had been made in that was cut abruptly short as the warning came. "Don't!" But it was to late for his plea, teeth sank and the reaction Cain hoped to hide flooded out as nerves awoke under the pleasurable pain. The pressure enough to bring a startled groan from throat that couldn't be forced down as captured body arched against Zeke. The lifer's heart rang in ear and he cursed, "let go you ********! That wasn't a god damn bite!" The blonde attempted to thrash his head in the hold teeth gritting in anger.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 9:18 pm
Now that right there was a pretty sound. Zeke lingered for a moment, reading Cain; his breathing, the way he moved, the way he felt. All of it, before drawing back and letting his head lower again. "Not a bite? What else would you call it?" A single brow rose, and, slowly, the larger man released his hold on Cain's wrists. However, his hands returned t the smaller boy's hips, the tips tapping rhythmically for a second or two as the Mist seemed to consider him. "Maybe I misjudged you." It was idle, conversational, and maybe even a little disappointed. "Given you too much credit." Palms slid over the tops of Cain's thighs before drifting away completely as Zeke placed his hands on the arm rests. "I mean it's not your fault, it's mine."
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 10:31 pm
Breathing was slightly erratic by the time Zeke paused, the moment nearly slipping away as the man spoke. When allowed Cain's head snapped down in a fast angry movement. Blue, blurry eyes focusing for a glare at the auburn headed man. What was expected here, not knowing a dark flush crawled across skin burning the lifer in shame and chipping at pride. Zeke continued to speak and only the sting of challenge was caught. Pushed, even when Zeke backed down from bluff being called. This b*****d really was an a**, Cain gritted his teeth stubbornly not about to move from lap. He knew what Zeke wanted but fought against giving so instead hands moved slowly up to shoulders to cling before one pulled off abruptly and attempted to slap Zeke's left cheek with as much force as could be mustered. " Half assed. If you're going to do it.... do it right." Cain finally answered the question posed about bite despite himself.
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2015 10:32 am
Despite the needling words, what Zeke had expected was for the smaller man to scramble back off his lap and stomp away in a huff. Regardless of anything else that had ever happened between them, that had been how things had ended the last time. So it was a little surprising, now, when Cain did not. Instead, he seemed to lean forward, smaller arms snaking up in a bristling hold that had auburn brows twitching up curiously as he considered him. Then he drew back, and the slap across his left cheek was hard enough to tun him head, burning and stinging across his skin in a tingling rush. Under another context, from another person, it might have been enough to spark his temper, but this was different. "You're just full of contradictions, aren't you?" It was a thoughtful look covering handsome features as he turned his head back to face him. Full of anger, full of some deep rooted shame Ezekiel couldn't even comprehend because he didn't possess any. Afraid of what he wanted, too proud to back down from an obvious challenge, too stubborn to walk away. That angry face was considered, then the older man was glancing around the desk they were sitting at. All at once, as if remembering cameras were everywhere, Zeke rolled up off the chair with Cain still held against him. "Fine," he answered at last, that infuriating smile returning. "But I hope you realize what your asking." They couldn't go too far, still ad to be close enough to hear the alarm for code, should anything amiss happen.
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