Set. On. ....Fire.
Cain's eyes softened and despite himself there was curiosity for what exactly had happened to the other, but not a shred of sympathy as that wasn't how the trainees brain functioned. "Fire can be put out.." He breathed dangerously still close to the others lips, "I..will be a constant pain in your old a** until you die of exhaustion if nothing else." Idiot. He was behaving like an idiot, why hadn't he tried to pull back yet. Mostly because it was useless, Zeke was stronger than him, right.
So this was the....logical response?
A hard knot settled in the pit of the dark headed teens stomach for his racing thoughts. It felt like surrendering a part of himself that wasn't ready. Or at least that he wasn't ready to let out. But a firm, warm, push at skin and teetering will was pulled a little closer to snapping. Some resistance followed but ultimately tanned skinned shuddered as warm lips and indirectly breath ran over skin. Sensitive skin that had eyes closing on a soft growl, Cain wanted to say something but couldn't think of what to say that hadn't been said.
Zeke could obviously see through his threats, was stronger than him as well. But was the other man actually? Violet eyes opened and he turned slightly smooth warm cheeks brushing slowly against the mans as Zeke kissed at throat. "...Do you always force people, just because you're decent at kissing and stronger?" The words were cold, trying to get at any part of the other man that drugs hadn't influenced and delivered on a sharp reprimanding bite to cheek.
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