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welcometotheughbackup2008-04-25 09:19 am
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Who: Squall, Sam, Nico
When: During Shower time
Where: Showers
What: Fighting and flirting
Rating: R
Squall still had hold of Sam's wrist as he walked into the shower room. He finally let go long enough to strip out of his sticky clothes and step into the showers, turning on one of the jets of water.
Sam undressed as well. He was not shy of getting nude whatsoever. He smirked. "Your throat is beginning to turn blue."
Squall chuckled soft. "Bruises on top of my bruises? I might as well get a blue tattoo around my neck." He teased.
"Oh, but that is no fun, I want them to be my hand prints." he smirked, the smaller redhead moving closer, letting one and glide around the others neck.
Squall smiled soft, resting his hand on top of Sam's. "Still not had enough, huh?" He leaned in, brushing his lips over Sam's.
Sam leaned in, tiptoeing to kiss as he smirked. "Never."
"Perhaps I ought to sleep with one eye open then? Or I might never wake up if your hand finds my throat in my sleep."
He chuckled against the kiss. "As I said, had I wanted to kill you, I would have done so the first night."
"There's always the chance you might get carried away." Squall brought his own hand up, wrapping it lightly around Sam's throat.
Nico entered into the shower room with a yawn. First thing he always did when he got up was shower, and today was no different. But then he saw the others and their hands around one another's throats. "Do whatever you wish, just please do not make me a witness to a double homicide, k?" he said casually, waving his hand.
Sam's blue eyes shot Nico a deadly glare. he did not like to be interrupted, and the hand of the other on his delicate neck was making him half hard already. "Keep to your own!"
Squall blushed a little, lightly pushing Sam away. "We're not attempting to kill each other - although it wouldn't be the first time either of us have killed someone."
Nico arched an eyebrow as he began to strip. "To each his own," he shrugged, "But I'd prefer not to see it."
Sam scowled, moving close to Squall again, not liking to be pushed away. His grip on Squalls throat tightened slightly, eyes watching him carefully.
Squall's hand moved to Sam's wrist, trying to pull his hand away, eyes fixed on the floor. "Not now..." He murmured. "...later..."
The redhead scowled, not really pleased he was denied now that he had been turned on. "Its not like you haven't been watched before."
"Now now, that's not the way to treat such a cute little thing," Nico replied, placing a hand over the one Squall had on Sam's wrist. "Do what you want in private, but the kid said no..."
Squall suddenly felt very vulnerable and he didn't like it, not one little bit. He backed against the shower wall, back catching on the tap. He blushed a little. "Sam... later, okay, not now."
Sam glared at Nico, and now Squall could see how easily Sam hated. his blue eyes flared with anger and hate." It better keep its own business to itself!"
"It?" Nico scowled. "Now look here, runt. The kid said no." Nico held that wrist tighter, suddenly remembering the fact that he was completely naked as well. What a sight it must have been. This tall guy and these two runts. Nico sighed. Everyone would surely blame him for all the bruises...
Sam was small, but he had an iron grip. he lashed out, hand locking around Nico's throat, squeezing hard, harder then it looked like the small guy could ever muster.
"Sam!!" Squall hissed, his own eyes darkening. "Let go!!" He grabbed Sam's arms, digging his nails into the flesh.
Nico felt himself get a bit light headed rather quickly, and his more than generous sized member began to spring to life. But he grabbed the other's throat and returned the grip as he growled.
Sam gasped at Squall's words, grip loosing enough for Nico to gain the upper hand. he began fighting the hand holding his throat.
Squall growled at both of the men, moving to bite down on Nico's arm, sinking his teeth into the flesh. He'd attempt next to anything to break up this fight... although he wasn't entirely sure whether it could be classed as a fight considering both men's aroused state.
Nico's dark eyes glared at Sam's, his other hand latching around the wrist at his throat and removing it. He pushed the small man against the wall hard, drenching them both in hot water. "Learn your place, kid," he hissed.
Sam gasped for air, body clearly aroused as he began to feel lightheaded. His eyes shot over to Squall for help.
Squall turned the water down to ice cold, keeping Sam pressed against the wall, trying to create some distance between Sam and Nico.
Nico let out a yelp as the shards of ice pierced his skin, causing him to let go and hop back. If anything shocked him back into reality, that did. "That's not fair!" he whined, instantly reverting back to himself.
Sam too gave a gasp of breath as the ice water hit him, and he hit the floor with a thud as he was let go, coughing slightly.
Squall turned the dial back to regular temperature. "Play nice! Or I will snap your spines in two." He hissed, eyes darker than usual.
"I was defending you, half pint!" Nico glared at Squall, puffing out his cheeks and a childish pout.
Sam rubbed his neck, getting to his feet, swaying as blood rushed back to his head. "He don't need defending."
Squall rose an eyebrow, the guy had done a complete 180 degree personality flip. He folded his arms across his chest. "You were trying to kill my cell mate - and getting aroused in the process."
"He choked me!" Nico retorted, crossing his arms. "And I was only aroused before the blood was leaving my head!"
Sam moved close to Squall."No, you became aroused of the actual strangling, didn't you." he smirked.
"Stop winding each other up - I doubt blood washes off these tiles too well."
"I assure you, I am not wound up," Nico retorted, standing up to his full 6'2" as he turned away and walked over to the other side of the shower, turning on the one furthest from the others, doing his best to ignore them.
Sam smirked, both at Squall, and at Nico. "Don't worry, Kitten, It is turning its tail and fleeing."
"I'm sure 'It' has a name and would play nicer if you used it?"
"It has not deserved worth to be named"
Nico turned on his heels, and walked directly over to Sam, towering over him. "It does have a name. But It sees no reason to share it with quarter pint, here," Nico grinned, showing teeth.
"It has not deserved worth to be named" he glared at the tall Romany, baring his teeth,.
"Must I buy leashes for both of you feral dogs?" Squall murmured, watching both, while scrubbing his hair clean under the water.
"I am many things, my good little half pint," Nico replied, bowing slightly in Squall's direction. "But feral is not one of them. But quarter pint here would do well to learn his place!"
"As fun as leashes can be, I do not need it to speak to a thing. "He snorted. "And It should watch is tongue, or it will have to watch what you eat and drink from now on!"
Squall rolled his eyes. "Are you two finished? Or should I muzzle you both?"
"I do not need such a thing!" Nico scoffed, the idea absolutely appalling to him.
"If it Backs down, I am finished." he still glared at Nico.
"Now now. Kiss and make up kiddies." Squall drawled, moving to grab his towel.
"Quarter pint is the one that should be backing down...considering I could eat him alive, kid."
"I do not fear It, for it is only words " he sneered at Nico, before glancing at Squalls delicious backside.
Nico leaned over into Sam's ear. "I'd watch him if I were you...there's lots of big strong men that would be more than will to take that glistening piece of flesh away from you. Those that can make him writhe around in ecstasy..."
Squall wrapped his towel around his waist. "I'm no piece of meat. Nor can I be owned by anyone. And if they feel they have what it takes to make me scream in pleasure, they're welcome to try."
Sam flt a small pang of jealousy. "If it even come close to us again, I will show it why I am called the black widow." he growled, turning on his heels to follow Squall.
Nico laughed. "I highly doubt quarter pint would be of any danger to me! But if half pint wishes to moan in bliss, you have but to ask," he replied, rubbing two fingers along the underside of his cock with a chuckle before returning to his shower stall.
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Squall shot Nico a smirk. "I'll keep that in mind. After all, it does have a pretty cock, yes?"
Sam scowled slightly, not wanting to admit that the other's size had turned him on greatly.
Nico turned around and eyed Squall with a heated gaze, "It's cock is always glad to be of use."
"Its should be careful or It will loose Its cock!"
Squall poked Sam in the chest. "Now now, no need to be jealous. There's plenty of me to go around."
"Hey, it's not my fault you're lacking!" Nick replied, holding his hands out defensively, his cock rock hard. Even the littlest complement could turn him on, egomaniac that he was.
He flushed. "I am not lacking!" he glanced up at Squall. besides. he was bottom.
Squall chuckled soft. "Aw Sam. Should we just leave the doggie there all hard and horny like that? That's a little cruel?"
The red head was still blushing, and he scowled. Still, trying to ignore the fact he was rock hard himself.
Nico raised his eyebrows. "And what makes you think you could satisfy?" He was always game...so long as he was touched first. Nothing turned him on like being needed.
Squall tossed his towel aside, moving over to Nico, wrapping a hand around the man's ample length. "I have my talents."
When: During Shower time
Where: Showers
What: Fighting and flirting
Rating: R
Squall still had hold of Sam's wrist as he walked into the shower room. He finally let go long enough to strip out of his sticky clothes and step into the showers, turning on one of the jets of water.
Sam undressed as well. He was not shy of getting nude whatsoever. He smirked. "Your throat is beginning to turn blue."
Squall chuckled soft. "Bruises on top of my bruises? I might as well get a blue tattoo around my neck." He teased.
"Oh, but that is no fun, I want them to be my hand prints." he smirked, the smaller redhead moving closer, letting one and glide around the others neck.
Squall smiled soft, resting his hand on top of Sam's. "Still not had enough, huh?" He leaned in, brushing his lips over Sam's.
Sam leaned in, tiptoeing to kiss as he smirked. "Never."
"Perhaps I ought to sleep with one eye open then? Or I might never wake up if your hand finds my throat in my sleep."
He chuckled against the kiss. "As I said, had I wanted to kill you, I would have done so the first night."
"There's always the chance you might get carried away." Squall brought his own hand up, wrapping it lightly around Sam's throat.
Nico entered into the shower room with a yawn. First thing he always did when he got up was shower, and today was no different. But then he saw the others and their hands around one another's throats. "Do whatever you wish, just please do not make me a witness to a double homicide, k?" he said casually, waving his hand.
Sam's blue eyes shot Nico a deadly glare. he did not like to be interrupted, and the hand of the other on his delicate neck was making him half hard already. "Keep to your own!"
Squall blushed a little, lightly pushing Sam away. "We're not attempting to kill each other - although it wouldn't be the first time either of us have killed someone."
Nico arched an eyebrow as he began to strip. "To each his own," he shrugged, "But I'd prefer not to see it."
Sam scowled, moving close to Squall again, not liking to be pushed away. His grip on Squalls throat tightened slightly, eyes watching him carefully.
Squall's hand moved to Sam's wrist, trying to pull his hand away, eyes fixed on the floor. "Not now..." He murmured. "...later..."
The redhead scowled, not really pleased he was denied now that he had been turned on. "Its not like you haven't been watched before."
"Now now, that's not the way to treat such a cute little thing," Nico replied, placing a hand over the one Squall had on Sam's wrist. "Do what you want in private, but the kid said no..."
Squall suddenly felt very vulnerable and he didn't like it, not one little bit. He backed against the shower wall, back catching on the tap. He blushed a little. "Sam... later, okay, not now."
Sam glared at Nico, and now Squall could see how easily Sam hated. his blue eyes flared with anger and hate." It better keep its own business to itself!"
"It?" Nico scowled. "Now look here, runt. The kid said no." Nico held that wrist tighter, suddenly remembering the fact that he was completely naked as well. What a sight it must have been. This tall guy and these two runts. Nico sighed. Everyone would surely blame him for all the bruises...
Sam was small, but he had an iron grip. he lashed out, hand locking around Nico's throat, squeezing hard, harder then it looked like the small guy could ever muster.
"Sam!!" Squall hissed, his own eyes darkening. "Let go!!" He grabbed Sam's arms, digging his nails into the flesh.
Nico felt himself get a bit light headed rather quickly, and his more than generous sized member began to spring to life. But he grabbed the other's throat and returned the grip as he growled.
Sam gasped at Squall's words, grip loosing enough for Nico to gain the upper hand. he began fighting the hand holding his throat.
Squall growled at both of the men, moving to bite down on Nico's arm, sinking his teeth into the flesh. He'd attempt next to anything to break up this fight... although he wasn't entirely sure whether it could be classed as a fight considering both men's aroused state.
Nico's dark eyes glared at Sam's, his other hand latching around the wrist at his throat and removing it. He pushed the small man against the wall hard, drenching them both in hot water. "Learn your place, kid," he hissed.
Sam gasped for air, body clearly aroused as he began to feel lightheaded. His eyes shot over to Squall for help.
Squall turned the water down to ice cold, keeping Sam pressed against the wall, trying to create some distance between Sam and Nico.
Nico let out a yelp as the shards of ice pierced his skin, causing him to let go and hop back. If anything shocked him back into reality, that did. "That's not fair!" he whined, instantly reverting back to himself.
Sam too gave a gasp of breath as the ice water hit him, and he hit the floor with a thud as he was let go, coughing slightly.
Squall turned the dial back to regular temperature. "Play nice! Or I will snap your spines in two." He hissed, eyes darker than usual.
"I was defending you, half pint!" Nico glared at Squall, puffing out his cheeks and a childish pout.
Sam rubbed his neck, getting to his feet, swaying as blood rushed back to his head. "He don't need defending."
Squall rose an eyebrow, the guy had done a complete 180 degree personality flip. He folded his arms across his chest. "You were trying to kill my cell mate - and getting aroused in the process."
"He choked me!" Nico retorted, crossing his arms. "And I was only aroused before the blood was leaving my head!"
Sam moved close to Squall."No, you became aroused of the actual strangling, didn't you." he smirked.
"Stop winding each other up - I doubt blood washes off these tiles too well."
"I assure you, I am not wound up," Nico retorted, standing up to his full 6'2" as he turned away and walked over to the other side of the shower, turning on the one furthest from the others, doing his best to ignore them.
Sam smirked, both at Squall, and at Nico. "Don't worry, Kitten, It is turning its tail and fleeing."
"I'm sure 'It' has a name and would play nicer if you used it?"
"It has not deserved worth to be named"
Nico turned on his heels, and walked directly over to Sam, towering over him. "It does have a name. But It sees no reason to share it with quarter pint, here," Nico grinned, showing teeth.
"It has not deserved worth to be named" he glared at the tall Romany, baring his teeth,.
"Must I buy leashes for both of you feral dogs?" Squall murmured, watching both, while scrubbing his hair clean under the water.
"I am many things, my good little half pint," Nico replied, bowing slightly in Squall's direction. "But feral is not one of them. But quarter pint here would do well to learn his place!"
"As fun as leashes can be, I do not need it to speak to a thing. "He snorted. "And It should watch is tongue, or it will have to watch what you eat and drink from now on!"
Squall rolled his eyes. "Are you two finished? Or should I muzzle you both?"
"I do not need such a thing!" Nico scoffed, the idea absolutely appalling to him.
"If it Backs down, I am finished." he still glared at Nico.
"Now now. Kiss and make up kiddies." Squall drawled, moving to grab his towel.
"Quarter pint is the one that should be backing down...considering I could eat him alive, kid."
"I do not fear It, for it is only words " he sneered at Nico, before glancing at Squalls delicious backside.
Nico leaned over into Sam's ear. "I'd watch him if I were you...there's lots of big strong men that would be more than will to take that glistening piece of flesh away from you. Those that can make him writhe around in ecstasy..."
Squall wrapped his towel around his waist. "I'm no piece of meat. Nor can I be owned by anyone. And if they feel they have what it takes to make me scream in pleasure, they're welcome to try."
Sam flt a small pang of jealousy. "If it even come close to us again, I will show it why I am called the black widow." he growled, turning on his heels to follow Squall.
Nico laughed. "I highly doubt quarter pint would be of any danger to me! But if half pint wishes to moan in bliss, you have but to ask," he replied, rubbing two fingers along the underside of his cock with a chuckle before returning to his shower stall.
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Squall shot Nico a smirk. "I'll keep that in mind. After all, it does have a pretty cock, yes?"
Sam scowled slightly, not wanting to admit that the other's size had turned him on greatly.
Nico turned around and eyed Squall with a heated gaze, "It's cock is always glad to be of use."
"Its should be careful or It will loose Its cock!"
Squall poked Sam in the chest. "Now now, no need to be jealous. There's plenty of me to go around."
"Hey, it's not my fault you're lacking!" Nick replied, holding his hands out defensively, his cock rock hard. Even the littlest complement could turn him on, egomaniac that he was.
He flushed. "I am not lacking!" he glanced up at Squall. besides. he was bottom.
Squall chuckled soft. "Aw Sam. Should we just leave the doggie there all hard and horny like that? That's a little cruel?"
The red head was still blushing, and he scowled. Still, trying to ignore the fact he was rock hard himself.
Nico raised his eyebrows. "And what makes you think you could satisfy?" He was always game...so long as he was touched first. Nothing turned him on like being needed.
Squall tossed his towel aside, moving over to Nico, wrapping a hand around the man's ample length. "I have my talents."
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