forum Contracts of Affection (O/O Closed-- Rated M)

Started June 16, 2019 by Deleted user

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Axtin wasn't the type to keep the silence. He always had to open his big mouth and say something he may or may not regret. He pretended to cough, saying the word "asshat" through the forced cough. Being quick with your tongue wasn't always a blessing. Then again, after everything he had done, he'd probably never know what a blessing was. At least not some sort of "holy-from-Heaven" blessing.

Zack’s gaze flitted to the other, and he growled deeply when his sharp ears picked up on the whispered word. His grey eyes were slitted into angry chips, his nose moving slightly. It almost looked like a dog’s when he sniffed the air for food, but this time it seemed to be a sign of aggression, or perhaps searching the other for hostility.
“Why are you up here? You never come up here. This is my spot.”

Reason would have had him say, 'Climbed the first ladder I saw. I'm tired and not about to pass out in an alley.'
But this was Axtin. The last name Paine was fitting for a reason.
"Listen dick head. I didn't come up here because I wanted some 'quality time' with you," he hissed. It was obvious that he was quite beaten. There was a bit of dried blood on his limbs and clothes and likely several bruises. "I climbed the first fire escape I could and now I wish I could climb back down," the man complained.