RPG - Anton & Sulli 3

[timbits_tootsie]

Above him, Usoa goes rigid as the realisation hits him.

“I can’t…beat you…,” he wheezes,” but let’s see…how well you handle…Jack himself.”

A wide, toothy grin splits his lips. Usoa’s eyes pierce him, and Sullivan laughs at the panic he sees there and can almost hear the accusation that can’t make it past the monster’s lips, the shocked you

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[antonnachzehrer]

Something happens to the boy still pinned under him, and Usoa barely has time to think before his head is suddenly caught in an iron grip and he's being dragged upwards and back. He can't feel anything beyond all consuming fear as he feels a breath brush past his ear and then a voice, sharp as a blade and deadly as poison whisper in his ear, "I was wondering when you would slip up

[antonnachzehrer]

He makes a noise, desperate for Sullivan to feed, to take something, anything from him. He doesn't care if he loses his voice in the process. Feed from me, he thinks. Feedfeedfeedfeedfeedfeedfeed-

{Me too. D:}

[timbits_tootsie]

Desperation makes him strong enough to fist a hand in Anton’s clothes to pull him down and press their mouths together again, whimpering. The hunger needn’t be further encouraged. It links them. Relief so strong that it borders on painful washes over him when he tastes thunder and pouring rain on his tongue, all the little things that make up Anton’s soul, and he drinks greedily, deeply, holding him in place.

It is only the fear of going too far that stops him from swallowing down every last thread.

A moan leaves his lips as they part. He collapses onto his back and pants hard, twitching at the energy that streams through him.

“Anton,” he whispers, “Don’t leave me, don’t leave me. Stay.” He is half delirious from everything that has happened; Usoa, Jack, then dying and being brought back. But more important than anything…he is stable.

Sullivan sniffles. “I love you. I love you, you stupid bastard.”

[antonnachzehrer]

He lets out a shaky breath pressing their foreheads together, finding the boy's newly healed hand, lacing their fingers together. "I love you too, you insolent brat," he murmurs.

{Thanks, love! You're the best.}

[timbits_tootsie]

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[antonnachzehrer]

{Hey, love? Do you think you might be able to find the full length Cowboy Bebop intro song for me? It's called 'Tank'.}

[timbits_tootsie]

(Sure thing :) That intro is pretty damned cool.)

[timbits_tootsie]

(Oh, oh- when we write the one shot where Anton gets tied to the bed, Agni should totally come by to see him, and Sulli will open the door and go, "Anton's a bit preoccupied at the moment", and Agni would assume it was with his papers, and Sulli would go, "He's tied to the bed", followed by Agni's "......I'm not going to ask." XD Or something like that. Also, how many monsters can say that they've had their head torn off by Jack and survived? Not many, I'm thinking :3)