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whysosexeh in beyondtherift

I'm bringing sexy back, those other boys don't know how to act.

Mar 10, 2009 17:20

In a quiet restaurant (not that one- that one is still cinders) on a rainy day in Chicago, there is a young man in a corner booth, wearing a hoodie. If you were close enough to really notice such things (and lots of people find it very hard not to want to get that close- the waitress keeps hovering and has refilled his coffee cup more times than is ( Read more... )

marc lucas, noah smith, clint white, ragnar, dusty baker

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tryandmakemedie March 12 2009, 16:54:21 UTC

Noah has a thing for attractive guys. And girls. And rocks. And trains, planes and automobiles.

He doesn't do very well with sex pheromones.

So, um, here, Clint. Have an already overly-sexual demon walking very quickly at you, a sort of glazed grin on his face. Thank god there aren't many psychics in the vicinity, or they would need some serious brainbleach.

whysosexeh March 12 2009, 22:09:26 UTC

Clint sees the danger coming and he jolts upright in his seat, because.... Fuck, fuck, fuck... Literally, fuck. This is the sort of thing he's kind of avoided for a month, and how exactly are you supposed to explain to someone that you're not interested and would they please go molest someone else (although, really, you shouldn't molest anyone- that's bad) without seeming, well, rude... I mean, he's the one giving off the sexy vibes. Yes, because it's totally Clint's fault the Rift hates him.

"Please, Sir, I don't want any trouble. Could you just... Turn around and pretend you didn't see me? In fact, I'll totally leave. Right now."

tryandmakemedie March 12 2009, 22:42:01 UTC

Noah giggles. Yes, giggles, like a little girl.

"Oh my dear," he schmoozes, reaching out a finger because he'd just like to make sure that this perfect specimen is actually real, "you leaving is not necessary. Not in the least." He grins and giggles a little more, the giggles getting farther in his throat until they become small growls. Of love, the narration is sure. Or something.

whysosexeh March 13 2009, 04:19:57 UTC

THIS DUDE IS CRAZY, YO.

Touching. Baaaad touching. He's done lectures about this kind of thing at schools and he's pretty sure none of his aspirations in college were 'being raped by a crazy guy in a restaurant.' And, uh, why is no one doing anything?

"No, I think it's very necessary." He's just going to try to... Slide out of the booth now and, uh... run.

tryandmakemedie March 13 2009, 04:34:44 UTC

"Oh, playing hard to get?" Noah licks his lips. "Really, that's not necessary. You're right where I want you." He grabs Clint by the arm. "Well, almost."

The narration is so sorry you're about to be molested by a demon. Really it is.

whysosexeh March 13 2009, 04:38:59 UTC

ARGH. NOT COOL. NOT COOL AT ALL.

Clint tries to jerk out of crazy guy's grip, figuring... Hey, he's got muscles, they might as well have some use, but he has no idea he's fighting a demon right now- or hell, even what a demon is, since no one bothered to explain that part to him when he arrived.

"Sir.... Man, this is just... Not cool. Can you please let go of me? Please?"

SEE CLINT MAKE PUPPY EYES. MAKE THOSE PUPPY EYES, CLINT.

....They won't save you though.

tryandmakemedie March 13 2009, 05:13:57 UTC

Noah chuckles. "Oh, I'll let you go," he stagewhispers. "After I get... a little... taste."

The 'little taste' starts somewhere along Clint's collarbone and moves up his neckline, then to his ears. Noah contents himself with nibbling on those for a little bit. He makes pleased noises in his throat--apparently the 'taste' is one he likes.

This does not bode well for you, Clint.

whysosexeh March 13 2009, 20:45:53 UTC

CLINT DOES NOT WANT.

He jerks away from the kissing and the nibbling and oh dear God, does this guy have no sense of decency? Does he have to start screaming RAPE in a high-pitched, girly voice until something gives?

Instead he settles for yelling, "HEY. HEY. SOMEONE? A LITTLE HELP HERE? PLEASE?"

Clint hates everything.

tryandmakemedie March 14 2009, 00:03:23 UTC

NOAH WANTS.

So he'll just press closer, and start over. Because nope, he has no sense of decency whatsoever. It probably wouldn't suprise Clint to know that this isn't the first time something like this has happened. Nope.

"Hm, you're so cute," he mumbles against Clint's neck. "Really. Screaming for help."

That might have been a little bit of a grind. Someone had better come to Clint's rescue soon.

whysosexeh March 14 2009, 03:06:38 UTC

NO GRINDING. GRINDING IS BAD. GRINDING IS VERY, VERY BAD.

Clint still has full use of one of his hands. This hand gets balled into a fist. He rears back and punches Noah as hard as he can in the stomach and then just keeps doing it over and over again, in the hopes that it might make some bit of difference.

"I'm really sorry for this!" ....Except he's kinda not, because the guy is trying to rape him in the middle of a restaurant and punching him seems like a really good idea.

tryandmakemedie March 14 2009, 03:23:47 UTC

Mhhhm. Pucnhing. Noah's to the point where punching just actually turns him on even more. He does back off, though, and grins, the look on his face almost drugged. He licks his lips.

"Come on, babe," he whispers roughly. "A little higher. I wanna taste the blood."

And he closes his eyes in a kind of ecstasy, presenting himself for a damn good beating.

Now would be the time to run, Clint.

whysosexeh March 15 2009, 00:39:59 UTC

...This guy is sick. So very, very sick. But he's let go of him now and that's all that matters to Clint. He bolts for the door as fast as he possibly can, tripping over a waitress that he apologizes for on the fly, and practically hurls himself out the door and down the nearest back alley in the hopes that he can put as much distance between him and that freak as humanly possible.

Clint hates this city. He hates it so much.

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