Take Away this Ball and Chain [Alex]

[Milo Dakota Lark]

What Alex was saying was in no way surprising, really. People were assholes and the students here already hated Milo. Still, it was hard to keep at bay that irritating little notion that maybe they were right. He was a whore, whores got raped all the time. His emotion only showed through as anger, though, a scowl of righteous indignation. "Assholes," he muttered.

He didn't protest as Alex finished off the butt for him, a tre testament to how blahh he'd become. Instead, he quickly replaced its place at his lips with the whiskey, swigging it bag and sighing.

Milo had been so busy feeling sorry for himself that he let Alex get the jump on him, letting out a cry of surprise as the freak crawled on top of him. "What the hell, Alex! Get off!" He swatted at the other boy's head with his free arm and set the whiskey in the other hand down. "God, you're such a freak!" A smile teased faintly at his lips, though.

Note:on my phone, coding can eat my butt

[alexander jay garcía torres]

"Hey! No hittin'!" Alex whined, ducking his head down to protect it and his hair from the swatting. But he didn't get off though and he had no intention to either. The fact that Milo was just in his undies should've probably deterred him but... nah. He probably would've done it even if he was stark naked. Personal space existed to be invaded. "Tu eres el friki aquí. Not me."

Was Milo ticklish? Probably not. He didn't look like the type. He looked too worn and weathered by real life to have a single ticklish bone in him. But it was still worth the try to, y'know, just be annoying and guide the subject gently away from, uh, rape.

And he tried that by jabbing one of his skeleton fingers into Milo's side. Repetitively. Over and over again he niggled his digit into the soft flesh of his side. "So what're gonna do today? Eh? Eh? Gonna do anything? Eh? Eh?"

[Milo Dakota Lark]

For the most part, Milo wasn't a particularly ticklish person. But between his odd frame of mind, the slight alcohol haze, and Alex finding that spot, he actually was. It caught him by surprise as he barked out a laugh. He immediately realized that he had done something terrible - given Alex a reason to keep doing it. Shown weakness in front of the crazy bitch. His eyes went wide, but it was too late. He was squirming and laughing, frantically trying to swat away the offending hands.

Basically, they're sayin' y'deserved it.

For some reason, his brain produced this little bit of dialogue without warning. It shouldn't bother him. But there it was, wriggling in the back of his mind, a reminder of those unspoken doubts he'd always denied having. Because it wasn't his fault.

Right?

Suddenly, his laughter got more frantic, his breath sucked in sharply as he tried to get air into his lungs. The laughs kept building and building until he felt something heavy catch in his throat. For a brief moment of intense confusion, Milo was afraid he might start crying.

In his confusion, he did the first thing he thought of. He grabbed the back of Alex's neck and kissed him, a desperate gesture. Immediately, Milo regretted it, pushed Alex away, mumbled "Shit. Sorry, I just -" and turned his face away from the other boy.

Outfit: Clicky!
Tagged: Alex!
Notes: just wait til Alex realizes Milo touched him with the same hand he had in his underwear XD
Lyrics: Pretty Vacant by Sex Pistols
Credit: Chloe!

[alexander jay garcía torres]

Aha! Milo had a ticklish spot! The chuckles that tumbled from his lips were something that Alex had never heard before from the vampire and it spurred him on. Milo was so crude and weathered that you'd think that the guy wasn't even capable of laughing. Alex grinned impishly and continued his attack, knelt over Milo and prodding his sides with his fingertips mercilessly. It was good to have a laugh every once in a while.


The fae did this, unaware of the slight shift of Milo's emotions - he was no soul faerie after all - and saw his increasing and raucous laughter as nothing else but that. Laughter. Not Milo swallowing down whatever dark and negative thoughts were bubbling up. "So someone's ticklish, huh? Who woulda thought." He totally wasn't going to exploit this newfound weakness of the young vampire's.

And then just what? Alex was caught quite off guard when Milo's hand came up for his neck and pulled him down for a, uh, kiss. Oh, um. Alex's hands stopped their tickling and froze up, sitting up quickly as the other boy turned his head. From what he heard and seen, Milo didn't kiss people. He just didn't.

"U-Uh... y'don't have t'say sorry." Alex muttered, tucking a curl of his chocolate hair behind his ear with cheeks pink. He had a small feeling that this was going to get awkward fast. "Not y'fault y'find me irresistable~" Alex cracked, recovering his cheeky grin. Eheheh. The faerie leaned down and gave the vampire a quick but soft bite on his cheek seeing as his head was turned away. "Miloooo~ Miley Moose~ Y'gone shy? Awwwh~"

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[Milo Dakota Lark]

God, this was humiliating. Of all people this bizarre little meltdown could have happened in front of, it had to be Alex - Alex who was irritating and peppy and talked too much and whose dad Milo had let fuck him against a men's room sink.

He still wouldn't look Alex in the eye. Milo laughed again, but this time it was a distinctly frantic, desolate sound. Draping one arm over his face to cover his eyes, he inadvertently bared the clusters of cigarette burn scars that littered the pale, soft underside of his forearm.

"I'm havin' a weird day," he explained in a choked-up sort of mumble. "Don't read anythin' into it." Even as he spoke, the corners of his mouth twitched downward and his lip quivered.

Humiliating. Seriously.

Milo licked his lips without meaning to, then quickly wiped at them with the hand not covering his face. "Jesus, are you wearing lip gloss or something?" he accused, desperate to chase Alex away somehow.

Outfit: Clicky!
Tagged: Alex!
Notes: just wait til Alex realizes Milo touched him with the same hand he had in his underwear XD
Lyrics: Pretty Vacant by Sex Pistols
Credit: Chloe!

[alexander jay garcía torres]

Maybe he should notice that there was perhaps something off about Milo's laughter but, being this one of the first times he'd heard the boy laugh properly, Alex couldn't tell. Between his own snickers and pauses for air, his eyes came to fall on the circular scars that dotted Milo's arm. He continued digging his fingers into his sides but not with the same enthusiasm, weakly and getting weaker until he stopped altogether. Were those the ones that the sicko from the Gateway?

"Sure, sure. I won't read into it. Too much." Alex responded lacking a bit of his previous zest, now a bit distracted by the burns which he assumed were from cigarettes. They were distracting. And Alex was trying his best to ignore them but... now he'd noticed them they were all he could look at. Just as well Milo's hand covered his face so he wouldn't be able to ser his blatant yet slightly concerned staring.

But lip gloss? Lip gloss? Alex frowned and flickrd his tongue over his bottom lip. He didn't use any of that sticky, shiny, girly stuff. "Jus' a bit of balm. Don''t want the weather dryin' m'lips out." The faerie scoffed. It wasn't as nice to kiss someone with dry, chapped lips. Alex leaned forward, bringing his mouth back up close to Milo's. "Keeps 'em soft and supple." He said quieter with a light chuckle and a pressing his lips against Milo's again cheekily, stealing another quick kiss. "Y'don't like?"

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[Milo Dakota Lark]

Lowering his arm, Milo looked up at Alex, trying to keep his expression neutral even as his eyes burned and his lip trembled. "God, you're such a girl," he muttered.

His eyes went wide as Alex came down for another kiss. He didn't know what that meant, had no frame of reference. Catching Alex's face between his hands, Milo held them a few inches apart, searching the other boy's face for anything but teasing. Milo's eyes were obviously wet, but he held back the tears. He needed to put this back into terms he could understand, needed things to be nice and simple.

"Look," he murmured, voice thick. "Just fuck me or leave."

Outfit: Clicky!
Tagged: Alex!
Notes: nawww
Lyrics: Pretty Vacant by Sex Pistols
Credit: Chloe!

[alexander jay garcía torres]

"Don't say that." Alex said with a cluck of his tongue. He wasn't a girl. He didn't have boobs! Or lady-bits. There was nothing wrong whatsoever with a little bit of chapstick, especially now that dryer weather was just around the corner. At least he wasn't going to be the one with flaky lips that bled or whatever.

The fae knitted his eyebrows together when Milo held his head. His gaze darted from eye to shining eye. They looked a little bit on the watery side but, like... Milo didn't cry, just like he didn't laugh.

"Are you... okay?" Alex asked quietly, a gentle frown pulling down the corners of his rose lips. "And I ain't gonna do either of that, like." Because, one; his dad had gotten here first so no gracias. It was like indirectly screwing your dad. And two... well, Milo didn't seem all that sunny. Alex pushed away the vampire's cold hands on his face and flopped down on top of him, resting his chin on the boy's shoulder.

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[Milo Dakota Lark]

Milo's first instinct was to shove Alex away, hate him for defying everything Milo knew about people - that they either wanted something from you or they didn't care about you. But stupid Alex didn't seem to want anything. Not gossip, not sex even. Anyway, the surprise kept him from acting on that first impulse and instead let him think about just how good it felt to be held like this. No expectations, no consequences, just... well, cuddling.

No. Milo didn't cuddle. This was just...letting Alex have his way for a bit. It had nothing to do with the sinking feeling that he had desperately needed exactly this. Fighting back his emotion, Milo wrapped his arms tightly around the other boyand pressed his face against the top of Alex's head.

"You tell anyone about this and I'll kick your ass," he warned, meaning to sound threatening butt just coming across as petulant and grumpy. He could cuddle. Just this once.

[alexander jay garcía torres]

When Milo's arms wrapped around his torso, the fae had more than just half expected him to throw him off. He waited for a few seconds for the vampire to push him aside and to the ground but no such thing happened. Instead, they were just lay there on the bed in a comfortable embrace. Okay, Alex was almost certain now that something was biting Milo - the guy had never struck him as a touchy-feely thing like this.

"You'll kick my ass? Hmm. Kinky~" Alex chuckled despite himself. "Okay, okay... I'll shush... but am I gonna get more of these?" He was banking on the answer to be a 'no' though but it was worth a shot. Sometimes everyone just needed a bit of selfless affection every once in a while; even annoying assholes like Milo who you weren't sure if they were even considered a friend or not. It gave Alex a comfortable and warm feeling in his chest to be sharing a small, tender moment like this with someone as prickly as the vampire though.

Humming quietly in his throat, Alex snaked his arms around Milo's upper body and nudged his nose into his hair. He smelt of stale cigarette smoke, a familiar yet disliked smell for the faerie. He swore he could smell the blood on the vampire but that was probably just his paranoid senses shamelessly lying to him. "Y'stayin' in t'night, yeah?"

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