asdfahdfsa I-I'll be in my bunk...magerightsJuly 31 2011, 01:49:48 UTC
[It's difficult not to react, his body responding to the touches and words even as he fights the urge to give into long ignored desires. He's done this dance many times in the past, but since Justice there's been no one, easier to convince himself there are more important things than simple pleasures.
It's why Francis' words are so much harder to simply push aside, as is the man himself, and Anders is forced to bite the inside of his cheek to prevent himself from giving too much of an indication how very tempting that offer is.]
I- No, this should not happen. It won't- I can't-
[It's too easy for 'once' to become 'occasionally' to become 'regularly' and then it would only be a matter of time until someone got hurt and he can't allow that.]
Francis, please. You cannot ask this of me. You don't know what may happen.
[Trying to make his intention gentle and clear, Anders' hands move to Francis' shoulders and try to push him back firmly. Enough to hopefully establish a little distance and stop the other man from tempting him with things he shouldn't want so very much.]
a-and I'll be in mine mO//////OmcrotchrosesJuly 31 2011, 02:37:58 UTC
It can, and it will. [France grips Anders' wrists tightly, using his weight to assist in keeping control over the other man. Leaning down, he nips at Anders' neck. The kisses escalate in passion and zeal; a skilled tongue flicks at skin, subtle, then hungrily--but delicately still--draws along the mage's jaw.]
There is no reason that it shouldn't. Let my body join with yours. I will take great care of you. My love is not cold. It is full of passion and comfort.
/COCKBLOCKS FOREVERmagerightsJuly 31 2011, 03:16:36 UTC
[Fear coils through him, the kind that the kisses don't help with at all, and Anders swallows hard. He's never been a fan of being restrained against his will, something to do with too many times dragged back to the Circle in chains, he imagines, and this situation isn't helping him calm down in the least.
And he needs to try and keep calm as much as he can, as fear has Justice struggling against him and while he doesn't welcome Francis' attention right now, he doesn't wish to loose the spirit on him either.]
I said no. If you do not--
[He stops then, belatedly realising something Justice had already, but his own too human distraction had prevented him from sensing immediately.]
Francis! This isn't you doing this, there's something else here!
/creeps you out forever 8)crotchrosesJuly 31 2011, 05:18:59 UTC
[France does not stop until "there's something else here." He lifts his head and smiles. It's an unnatural smile for France; and his eyes are dark--everything around him, in fact, is noticeably darker, as if he's permeating the air with shadow. Except for his eyes--they are sharp and blue and glint as they make contact with Anders.]
hnnng that icon... *__*magerightsJuly 31 2011, 13:55:44 UTC
No. [He knows that now, clings to the idea because it means Francis isn't wholly in control of his actions and Anders will not see him harmed because of some creature or magic controlling him.]
I will not believe that. You know this isn't what you would do if you were in control of yourself. Please, if you are able, you need to fight whatever this is, Francis. I do not want to hurt you.
YESSSS. Getting to use one-off icons is so awesome ;A;magerightsJuly 31 2011, 17:26:27 UTC
[He yelps at the sudden pull on his scalp as Francis snatches at his hair, and Justice radiates anger, wearing at his defences. Trapped between the two of them, almost, Anders struggles to keep his control over the spirit while equally trying to keep from harming Francis.]
No, do not force me, because I will have to stop you for both our sakes, and I can't promise that I, that Justice, won't hurt you. I'm asking you to please just listen!
adsfahf that is awesome sounding, though Anders wouldn't allow sex at this point anyway (unsure)magerightsJuly 31 2011, 17:51:30 UTC
[Anders curses and twists, actively fighting Francis now and not caring if he sends them both to the floor or ruins his bed and everything around it. Francis isn't listen and his options are rapidly shrinking to turning to Justice for aid and hoping he can control himself enough to avoid killing a friend, or simply give what he suspects to be a Desire demon what it wants and... no. He simply can't.]
[He can't fight the kiss, or a part of him doesn't want to despite the anger from Justice at that weakness. But this will not end at kissing and Anders struggles further, shoving forcefully at Francis even as blue light engulfs his eyes and flickers across his body.]
2/3; I LIED...crotchrosesAugust 1 2011, 02:34:04 UTC
[Yet in a flash, his expression turns ugly and terrible. He turns his chin up and peers down at the mage with an unrestrained aura of hardhearted superiority.]
3/3; yeah he's going to feel really, really awful.crotchrosesAugust 1 2011, 02:37:10 UTC
[He pins his weight on Anders' legs and a hand grips the man's throat. Shouting, his voice is still his own, but not his at all. It comes with a metallic edge.]
oh god how can I love something so horrible asfljmagerightsAugust 1 2011, 02:56:34 UTC
[For a moment he thinks that his words have finally had an effect, or that the fighting has, that he can concentrate more on finding out what has happened and how to help Francis overcome it.
But the smirk makes him doubt that as a cold feeling of fear settles over him.
Francis' expression changes to something horrible and he chokes as there's an unforgiving hand at his throat, flails wildly in a desperate, mindless attempt to flee while fear shatters all his control. Anders had always been lucky in the Circle, able to avoid the attentions of the more dangerous templars for the most part. But there were always the stories of those who weren't as fortunate to create vivid nightmares in young mage minds.
Terror drives him to flee the only way he can now, and the flailing stops suddenly as Justice- Vengeance- comes to the fore and lashes out with a blast of raw power that cares little for what may happen to Francis' possessed body.]
because you're awesome and we're both terriblecrotchrosesAugust 1 2011, 04:51:00 UTC
[France is thrown back with a sickening thud against the opposite wall. He slides down it, slumped forward. Being a nation and additionally possessed, however, offer protection against some brute force. His movements are still mechanical and he clambers to his feet, rising as if drawn up by strings.
He spreads his arms and hands, as if to accept any oncoming blows.]
It's why Francis' words are so much harder to simply push aside, as is the man himself, and Anders is forced to bite the inside of his cheek to prevent himself from giving too much of an indication how very tempting that offer is.]
I- No, this should not happen. It won't- I can't-
[It's too easy for 'once' to become 'occasionally' to become 'regularly' and then it would only be a matter of time until someone got hurt and he can't allow that.]
Francis, please. You cannot ask this of me. You don't know what may happen.
[Trying to make his intention gentle and clear, Anders' hands move to Francis' shoulders and try to push him back firmly. Enough to hopefully establish a little distance and stop the other man from tempting him with things he shouldn't want so very much.]
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There is no reason that it shouldn't. Let my body join with yours. I will take great care of you. My love is not cold. It is full of passion and comfort.
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And he needs to try and keep calm as much as he can, as fear has Justice struggling against him and while he doesn't welcome Francis' attention right now, he doesn't wish to loose the spirit on him either.]
I said no. If you do not--
[He stops then, belatedly realising something Justice had already, but his own too human distraction had prevented him from sensing immediately.]
Francis! This isn't you doing this, there's something else here!
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There is no one but you and I and Justice.
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I will not believe that. You know this isn't what you would do if you were in control of yourself. Please, if you are able, you need to fight whatever this is, Francis. I do not want to hurt you.
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Anders, mon amour.
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No, do not force me, because I will have to stop you for both our sakes, and I can't promise that I, that Justice, won't hurt you. I'm asking you to please just listen!
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--what am I listening to, mon amour?
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Let go!
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I do not wish to be alone.
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Why deprive yourself of comfort, Anders?...
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You would harm me.
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I will show you the meaning of justice!
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But the smirk makes him doubt that as a cold feeling of fear settles over him.
Francis' expression changes to something horrible and he chokes as there's an unforgiving hand at his throat, flails wildly in a desperate, mindless attempt to flee while fear shatters all his control. Anders had always been lucky in the Circle, able to avoid the attentions of the more dangerous templars for the most part. But there were always the stories of those who weren't as fortunate to create vivid nightmares in young mage minds.
Terror drives him to flee the only way he can now, and the flailing stops suddenly as Justice- Vengeance- comes to the fore and lashes out with a blast of raw power that cares little for what may happen to Francis' possessed body.]
You will not have me!
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He spreads his arms and hands, as if to accept any oncoming blows.]
The guards die but do not surrender.
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