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 Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 12:35 am
Listening to that, he ran a hand through his hair and sighed, nodding some. “I know that Rave would piss him off so fast that there wouldn’t be any time to get the other elf out of there…” Then again, if he warned him about it then he was sure that Rave would be fine. What sucked was the touching part, however, because he wasn’t totally sure that he was going to do that. Then again, if it was something to get back at Monty, he knew that the two didn’t like one another, so why wouldn’t he be into it? But Rave wasn’t really someone that would be into doing all of that… damn it all, he wasn’t totally sure that this was going to work. Smiling just a bit at himself, however, he nodded some. “Come back in a few days? Here? I’ll think about this and figure out to see if the guy I’m thinking about will work or not.” Rave might do this, but he doubted it… “Alright. We’ll do this.”
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 12:39 am
Nova nodded and turned in her chair to face the vanity, writing down something on a nice piece of paper. Once she was finished, she stood up and gave it to Kalore. "That's my name. When your ready, we can meet at a public place a club or a resturant, anywhere you feel comfortable and let things go their way." She smiled helpfully at the elf. See, it was the female demons that were the nicest, not the males.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 8:49 am
Taking it, he took in a breath and nodded, “Alright… I’ll get a hold of you. It’ll be in a few days, no later than a week.” He frowned more, shaking his head some as he began to walk out. “You know… you’re cool.” Kalore glanced back, giving her a small smile. “You’re a good leader, you know that?” A soft chuckle came from him as he sighed softly once more, “I think that it’s time for me to leave and see what we can do. I’ll talk to you soon, Miss Nova.” And then he began to head out. Getting Rave to do this would be… interesting…
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 2:13 pm
Nova grinned. "Just go, elf before you stroke my vanity and I might just have to keep you." She teased with a wink, watching the elf leave. Now that we the understood his part of this plan, she was going to work to get her brother to get out of the apartment. But for now...Monty can have his moment to rest and get over this night. But in the coming days she was going to play on his raw emotions to get him to see what he was doing was dead wrong and to admit to those strong feelings for the elf he keeps denying.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 3:09 pm
Four Days Later
He couldn’t believe it, really, but as they entered the club, both elves equipped in their best clothes and an earring each to filter out the sound of the throbbing bass, Kalore looked up at his date, shock still on his eyes. “Are you not supposed to be doing this as though it were natural, Kalore?” With the unmistakable diction of Rave, Kalore knew that it would be next to impossible to not have surprise on his face the whole time. “I’ve acted as though I were dating you before, damnitt, but never where you let me do this…” He cupped the man’s rear, grinning some as Rave rolled his eyes, grabbing his hands and pinning them to his sides, “Behave… at least wait until we get into the club to actually grope me, please…”
The thought was insane, but he had been able to talk Rave into this, telling him everything that he asked. Surprisingly, the man hadn’t questioned Monty being alive or anything like that… instead, he had nodded, set his ground rules, and the two had been closer than normal since the night Kalore came back. Cyprien had been sent away, the boy’s heart broken but… oh well. Kalore cared for Monty, not some brat.
Standing against Rave in his green and black, skin tight, outfit he knew that he was hot. More than anyone else out there, he was able to turn heads. Black pants that clung to him like a second skin, showing off his thin but lean frame, along with the shirt that ghosted across his skin, barely even considered a shirt with the mesh design. His collar and accessories were back as he hung on Rave’s arm, unable to stop smiling. “You know… if this was a few months ago… I’d be the happiest person out there…” He knew that Rave had just the barest of smiles, but the man hadn’t smiled in a while. Even knowing that, he smiled for him when he had seen Rave step out of the car in his all black outfit, sexy, amazing, breath taking… and looking better than anything he had seen in a while. The hand on his waist, possessive, only made the illusion that much better.
“Tell me…Bar first or floor?” Rave raised a brow as Kalore looked out onto the floor, mischief in his eyes. “I’ve seen you dance… let me show you something better.” He smirked but almost melted when Rave smirked back, both the perfect actors as bodies pressed against one another, teasing, moving in perfect synch. It was something that Kalore was beginning to have fun with, actually, and Rave made it perfect when his own possessiveness came out. He treated Kalore as though he were his, just like… just like Monty had treated him. Maybe that’s why they didn’t get along… They were just too similar.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 3:40 pm
During those four days that those three came to confront Monty, he was....exhausted. Even his sister exhausted him. Hell she was putting out all the reasons, valid and good, reasons on why he was exhausted. Yet, he did believe one thing. The demon was in some serious denial. Nova had urged her brother to get out of his self pity and denial, which he was still denying that he was in, to come to the clubs with her.
Reluctantly and only because what Nova wanted, Nova would get, he agreed to go. Dressed in a nice suit with the top buttons of his shirt open to reveal a good expanse of smooth, muscled chest with his hair loosely tied and no cane, he allowed his gorgeous sister lead him out.
They had come early as the first people to enter the club to get the good booths. Meaning that Nova wanted a good booth for them to be in good view of when Kalore and her elf friend came. After a few drinks and a alert Nova, Monty was slightly calm and looking a few potential females to have for the night, maybe more than two since he wanted to forget about his denial when his sister took in a sharp breath.
Nova inwardly grinned at the sight of Kalore looking fantastic since any other word wouldn't do him justice, while with a dark haired male. Touching her brother's forearm, she captured his attention while looking at the elves. "Monty? Isn't that the blonde elf who was at the apartment a few days ago?" She asked serenely. The male demon blinked and look in the direction she was and froze. No, he more than froze, the whole club froze around him except for Kalore...And his dance partner....................Rave.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 3:53 pm
Ear twitching, Kalore and Rave both seemed to hear the voice at the same time, though Rave only knew who it was because of what the name had been that was said. However, neither showed that they knew anything as Rave allowed his hand to travel down Kalore’s frame, smirking a bit as Kalore blushed, leaning against him. “You’re actually enjoying this…” Rave chuckled, leaning down as their lips brushed against one another, intrigued as Kalore’s arms wrapped around him, the two gorgeous men close to one another. “It is an interesting distraction, I believe…” “Bullshit.” Kalore leaned up, kissing him as he parted, smirking. “You just don’t like him.”
“You are right.” Rave was becoming amused with this, actually, as he brought Kalore closer to him, their lips together and seeming to fit perfectly with one another. “I do not like him.” If this pissed off Monty, then so be it. Rave didn’t like the demon at all and he was actually hoping that he was being bold enough… he could touch Kalore through clothes and kiss him, but Rave had his limits… this wouldn’t go any further, but if this didn’t work then they could easily go into a booth and pretend…
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 4:06 pm
Monty stared. Then stared some more. The stared until his vision was blurred and seeing red. Not from the wild lights going on in the club but from a rush of rage that anyone near them started to walk away from this sensation of tension coming off him. "Oh dear, it looks like your ex elf learned and moved on not from you but from his pet you described. I think he's found a keeper in that deliciously good looking male. Oh...I'm jealous."
No, she wasn't. After all Nova was going to be married soon to the lovely King of Fey but that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy the sight of a good looking man. Especially when her inner amusement went up a notch at the sudden fury taking hold in her brother. Good thing was that Monty wouldn't hurt Kalore in the process but as for that other male...
Before Nova could finish her thoughts, the male stood up and headed straight for Kalore and Rave. Oh he was going to twist that b*****d's head right off his body. Then he was going to mount on his wall while shaking some sense into Kalore. No one, no one touched his damn Kalore. Growling he reached out and pulled Kalore roughly away from Rave, giving the dark haired elf a piercing look from hell. "Mine!"
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 4:31 pm
Pressed close to Rave, Kalore was actually a bit thankful to have something like this happen. If anything, he could always see if it was possible to bring Rave over to his team and then things would be quite nice. A smirk was on his features as he felt the man’s arms wrapping around him but then his ears twitched. Before he could do anything, a shriek came from him as he was pulled roughly from Rave, yelping loudly in surprise. “W-What the…?!” Looking back, true surprise was on his features. “M… Monty?” That was fast… but he struggled to get out of his hold, knowing that now was when things got tricky. Thankfully, Rave never missed a step in anything that he did.
“Yours?” Raising a brow, he took a step forward, his hand touching Kalore’s own as the blonde reached out to him. “I think not… You pushed him away, Monty. Twice, from what I have heard… He is mine, not yours.” Blue eyes met red as he began to tug at Kalore, watching Monty carefully. Rave personally didn’t think that Kalore should be with the b*****d, but if the blonde wanted him then he could take him… but that didn’t show. Instead, amusement was in his eyes; something he knew that would piss him off more than anything.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 5:31 pm
There was a twitching forming underneath Monty's eye, a vein was literally pulsing at his temple as he kicked Rave back hard, grabbing his elf back away, snarling at him. "If you value those hands, you will cease to reach out to your toy damn you." Then he bared his teeth at Rave, showing some growing fangs while the pupils in his eyes started to narrow out into cat-like slits. "What goes on between me and Kalore is none of your goddamn business you idiot elf. If I catch you touching Kalore again, I promise to make sure you never f*ck anyone ever again in your life." The demon wanted to say something cutting to the dark haired elf about Gambler but that to him was starting to get old.
Right now, he was making a serious scene and turning demonic before everyone's eyes as he turned that demonic look on Kalore. "Your coming with me, elf and we are going to talk about this stupidity." The demon turned and started to drag the elf behind him with alot of force but not enough to dislocate his arm. That wouldn't help the situation.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 5:54 pm
Rave raised a brow at the other, unfazed by the scene, but sighing as he was kicked back, he continued to just blink. “I see…” Rubbing his stomach, he frowned some but watched with amusement as Kalore was dragged off, kicking and screaming. It was a sight to see but the point was to get those two back together, so Rave simply brushed himself off, walked to the bar, sat down, and ordered a drink. He was given looks, but he simply shrugged. “Easily gained, easily lost.” Even he had a sense of humor sometimes.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” Kicking out, he continued to struggle but the only thing that kept him back was that look. Kalore hadn’t ever seen Monty go full demon, not even like this, but as he saw the fangs… he gasped softly, biting his lip. What was this? He didn’t know, but he let Monty drag him where he wanted, muttering, “You caused a scene… and you hurt Rave…” Why did Monty act like this? Didn’t he tell him to move on? And he did just that… well, not really, but it looked like it. Apparently he couldn’t have chosen a better person to piss off the demon.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 6:14 pm
The demon snarled at Kalore taking him into one of the private rooms. Thankfully the one he randomly picked had no one in it and slammed the door shut, pushing Kalore into the small intimately built room that had a semi circular booth, a round table with a small lamp in the middle and a tasteful decor with the music not so loud in here as out in the actual club. It was the perfect place to talk or yell, maybe snarl, without anyone thinking too much of the noise in here when the noise out there trumped it.
Monty blocked at the door from Kalore, glaring at him. "Of all the people, all the men, in the world you had to pick Rave!? Did you not tell him he wasn't gay?! Was him being with Gambler just a damn lavender relationship?! Where's the little boy you were with?! I could have accepted that!" Perhaps after a while...Maybe accepted that in the next few centuries. "But no...You come here with that b*****d and your practically f*cking on the dance floor!" He was pacing and holding his hands behind his back, gripping his hands together from reaching out and shaking the man senseless.
Pacing fast and sharply, he kept ranting with his rage riding him high and admitting to the elf that he was pissed off that the one person he wanted above all else, he pushed away and let some two faced shadow elf take him away. "If that son of a b*tch comes near you, so much as looks at you, I'll gut his eyes out and play dice with them!" He snarled more, baring his teeth with long, sharp fangs. "What the hell were you thinking?!"
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 6:20 pm
Stumbling into the booth, Kalore yelped, his eyes wide as he watched the man, shocked. As he was yelled at, he took a step back, wondering if he was even going to survive this, but then he realized just what it was that was going on. Monty was jealous. He knew that he didn’t like Rave, but it didn’t surprise him that he was acting like this about the other. If Monty had, for some strange reason, went with someone like Eldin or someone else that Kalore knew, the blonde would probably be the one to have that reaction. Watching him now, however, had him almost cowering. By the time he had relaxed and had tried to get his senses together, that angry gaze was bcack on him and his eyes widened. “W-Well…”
He stuttered for a moment but then the story that he and Rave had made came simply, “I… I left your apartment and…and Rave checked on me. He… He was worried and… and both of our… mates… were gone and… and we helped one another but…. Monty, why are you… Why are you so angry about this?” His whispered words, worried and just a little scared, were nothing compared to Monty’s yelling but he wasn’t sure that he would be able to raise his voice, not after all of that. “Why… I don’t undesrstand.” Actually, he was beginning to understand quite well at what was going on, but still. He wanted Monty to say it, he wanted it out in the open. The two needed to talk but he didn’t think that much talking was going to be done.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 6:42 pm
The demon snarled and turned to punch at the wall, hard until the sound of cracked bones echoed in the room. Finishing he snarled at Kalore, wanting to break the elf and throw him around like a rag doll. He wanted to pull the elf's hair and just tear it right out of his head, if not all together then one by one in totally agony. Of course those were just demonic, bloodthirty thoughts that went through him to ease his anger because Monty would kill himself before he hit Kalore in this state. It would have been unfair to the elf in all ways.
Yet the elf questioned why he acted like this. The demon didn't have to but just seeing Rave touching Kalore...No seeing not only Rave but any number of faceless men touching Kalore right in front of him or even behind his back made his blood boil to the extreme. Damn the elf was his. "Your mine, damn you! I don't give a damn if we fight or not, if you hate me and I hate, your my elf! My elf!"
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 6:50 pm
Jumping, Kalore was against the booth, his eyes wide at the sound of bone cracking but he couldn’t take his eyes off of the man in front of him. “I… I’m…” He was his? Kalore honestly couldn’t believe it but as he reached into his pocket, the familiar cloth came out and he was able to walk to him, slowly, cautiously, before gently offering it to him. “Be… Be careful, alright? I don’t… You’re going to hurt yourself.” He knew that Monty wasn’t easily hurt but as he watched him, something in him just wouldn’t let go of the surprise. He was Monty’s.
“I’m… I’m yours?” He looked confused. “I don’t hate you, Monty. I have tried and I’ve tried, but I don’t hate you…I thought that you hated me though.” Kalore continued to look confused as he watched him. “I won’t do that again, then… but what do you want me to do, Monty?” Watching him like this, this demonic state, he wasn’t too sure that he could really do much. He wasn’t going to argue with the man, though, not when he was like this. It was just a bit too… too scary.
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