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theatriclizard ([info]theatriclizard) wrote in [info]athinblackline,
@ 2009-03-18 00:21:00

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Entry tags:anole, damphyr

But when I sleep you're everywhere
Who: Anole & Damphyr
When: Wednesday early morning, around 3AM
Where: Yellow Block, Mason's cell
What: Damphyr finds a surprise waiting for him in his room

It had been a long day, but the friendly human who was obviously so new to the island had given Vic the energy boost he had needed to get through it. By the time he got off of work, Mason was already doing his job, so Anole had wandered back to his block, occupying his evening with video games, books and the music he most loved. The night dragged on and Victor had found himself feeling more and more alone. He considered dropping in to visit Brynn, but he realized he would just spend the night talking about Mason and he was quite sure she would either get tired of it or enjoy it far too much and want details.

So he had decided to directly confront the source of his uneasy and carried himself and his DS to Mason's cell. The guards were generally not thrilled that he was not in his own cell, but he had seemed to have a calming effect on the usually troublesome vampiric mutant, so they mostly overlooked it. They were both in the same block anyway, so until trouble started, no real reason to split hairs. Victor made himself at home on Mason's cot, as his room was quite bare, occupying himself with a game until well after lockdown. Around one AM he found himself dozing off, so he flipped the game closed and curled up shirtless in Mason's bed. He was sleeping so soundly that the sound of the guards opening the door to allow entrance to the mutant assigned to that particular cell did not wake him from his peaceful slumber.



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[info]abloodymess
2009-03-18 01:07 am UTC (link)
That had been fucking strange. Before this he would have been quite sure if he'd seen that bitch again he'd make her pay, and intstead he'd ended up talking to her, sharing his booze and basically shooting the shit. What the hell was the matter with him anyway? He surely was going soft. He grumbled something under his breath as he was let instead, getting a slight glare for being so late, but since he'd been working there wasn't really much they could say and they hated it, he knew it. He loved it when he could throw something in their faces like that.

He walked into his cell, about ready to strip down and lay down when he happened to glance over to his bed, doing a double take, finding a rather shirtless green form slumbering oh so comfortably on his bed. What the hell? How'd he get in here and be allowed to stay here? He stared a while, unsure what to make of it, before he finally grumbled under his breath and stalked over to his cot.

He then reached out a long fingernailed hand and proceeded to aim to poke the sleeping male in the ribs and probably rather rudely wake him up, staring down at him with his rather trademark sneer. My, for most that might be a little startling to wake up to..

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[info]theatriclizard
2009-03-18 01:16 am UTC (link)
Victor had sighed softly in his sleep, an absent action showing that he he had been dreaming something quite pleasant, though that quite abruptly came to an end as his ribs were poked. He curled up slightly turning his face partly into the pillow before a second round of poking came, he slowly cracking his eyes open, looking up into that face, eyes going slightly wide for a moment. His heart did skip a beat as he saw that sneer, he relaxing a moment later, giving a soft chuckle as he shifted to turn onto his back.

"Well, if that's not the most romantic thing to wake up to..." he teased, voice still thick and low with sleep. He lifted a hand to rub at one sleepy eye. "Surprise?" He offered weakly, looking into those mismatched eyes he so adored. "How was work?" he questioned softly, attempting to get some kind of an idea as to the pale mutants mood.

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[info]abloodymess
2009-03-18 01:28 am UTC (link)
He was readying himself to launch a whole new barrage of pokings, but then the green skinned male woke up. His eyes narrowed slightly as he turned over and then grunted, "Move off if yer gonna steal my bed." He then reached down and extended a hand to attempt to move Victor over just enough so he could plant his skinny behind on the small area that left open for him to sit down in, he staring down at the other male, just watching for the time being.

"I skipped out on most of it." He replied with a slight smirk, the expression similar to that of a child who had known he'd pulled a naughty and was really quite proud of himself for doing so. "So what the hell are you doin in my bed?" Came the inevitable question.

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[info]theatriclizard
2009-03-18 01:35 am UTC (link)
He shifted away to give the tattooed male room to sit, but quickly curled up so he was half wrapped around Mason's seated form, looking entirely comfortable in such a position, dragging the pillow closer so he could more easily look at him. "Oh, so all in all a very good night, hmm?" He teased with a chuckle, pulling a hand out from under the blankets to run it over an inked arm.

"I was lonely and thinking of you," he explained with a drowsy sigh. "I decided I wanted to see you, so.. I came here. My cell seems too lonely lately... then again with the lack of decorations, yours is a little more like a tomb," he teased, wondering if Mason was going to stay surly and snappy with him or not. Either way, he was NOT leaving the bed.

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[info]abloodymess
2009-03-18 01:44 am UTC (link)
The skinny, tall mutant blinked as he felt that wrapping around, looking down at him, but he didn't say anything about it, though that might not come as that much of a surprise for the green skinned male. "I dunno if I'd call it good..." Then again, when was anything ever 'good' when it concerned this male? Nothing, if one was to believe what he contested.

"Ain't no need to decorate this place." He grumbled, seeming to share the same opinion he had about this matter when it had been brought up before. He shook his head at what he probably thought was the silliness of the other, but to his credit, he didn't call him that, simply peering down at him, though he wasn't smiling. "I still say yer nuts, thinkin about me." He grumbled rather softly.

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[info]theatriclizard
2009-03-18 02:00 am UTC (link)
"Any time you can stick it to 'the man' in any little way it's a good night for you, isn't it?" He teased him as he gave a sleepy yawn, covering it with a green hand, smiling still. "Well," he announced after a slight pause, readjusting himself on the sheets. "Even if you don't feel it should be decorated, you should at least invest in some better sheets. These are flat out scratchy," he scolded gently.

He shifted back a bit then, reaching to grab at the back of Mason's shirt and tug gently at him. "Are you going to come lay down?" He asked, brows lifting in a kind of teasing way. "And we're all a little nuts here... it's what we do to survive," he reminded with a casual chuckle.

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[info]abloodymess
2009-03-18 02:13 am UTC (link)
"Yea, I guess so." He replied, not having quite of thought of it in that particular fashion. "Hey, ain't it bad form, to turn up in someone else's bed without so much as an invitation and then start bitchin about their sheets?" He asked lowly, but he actually agreed, he'd been itching quite a bit lately because of those things, but he didn't often buy things for himself, his mind was usually elsewhere, focused on other things.

"Yea, yea..I'm comin.." He snorted a little at this, a smirk wafting over his lips..perhaps the comment he'd made had made him think of something else? He of course didn't say, leaving one to guess. He then peeled off his shirt, tossed it rather messily to the ground and laid down, now also bare chested. One might notice a fresh smattering of bruises along the other's side. It was strange, while his healing factor healed flesh wounds, it didn't seem to work very well while the skin wasn't broken. It was around the torso area, and not very many, though something probably had happened in order for him to get those.

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[info]theatriclizard
2009-03-18 02:21 am UTC (link)
"Isn't it bad form to poke and glare at someone who appeared in your bed, all but throwing themselves at you?" he countered, the dark line of scales that marked his eyebrows arching. "Besides, these really are some of the lowest quality sheets I've ever been in!" He teased, watching as the other undress. "How are you supposed to properly bed someone on the likes of these? I'm sure you've got some money saved up, I think you should buy me some satin or silk. I'm not picky which," he teased, winking.

He shifted aside again to make sure he had room to lay down, catching that glint int he other's eyes, arching a brow as if to ask if he was going to make good on that thought. He lifted the blankets to allow Mason to slide in beside him, they already comfortably warm from his body head, he wasting no time in curling himself against that too skinny chest, and would simply not be pushed away. "Mm, that's better," he grinned faintly, fingers extending to trace over familiar ink patterns.

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[info]abloodymess
2009-03-18 01:03 pm UTC (link)
"Naw, not if I didn't ask for 'em to be there." He decided with a slight crinkling of his nose, though a very slightly amused glimmer to his eyes seemed to be present. It was hard to see though, especially if one didn't know this mutant very well. He rolled his eyes a little at his next comment, "Fat chance of that happening I haven't been shoppin in a..very long time." Come to think of it, he could use some new clothes, but eh, the ones he had were still wearable.

He did slip under the blankets, leaving his form fitting keans on though, looking down at the other who was now curled against his chest and he gave a rough kind of sigh/grunt, but indeed did not attempt to push the green one away in any type of a manner. "Is it, huh?" He could be heard grunting, peering down at him still, his eyes hooding quite a bit now.

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[info]theatriclizard
2009-03-18 01:49 pm UTC (link)
"You should be grateful, you jackass," he teased gently, poking his tongue playfully out at the skinny man. He did catch that faint glimmer, but more than that, he well knew that if mason really did want him gone, he would be in a world of pain. "Well, then, we should fix that," he chuckled. "You can use my laptop to order," he offered oh so helpfully.

He nodded as he relaxed against the pale mutant, his own eyes hooding. "Yes, it is." He assured firmly. "...I still can't believe you've been here so long and haven't gotten it on with anyone before." It really did blow is mind, then again he'd had a rather long dry streak himself, but that was more out of mourning than anything more.

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[info]abloodymess
2009-03-18 11:46 pm UTC (link)
"I ain't though cause I am a jackass, as you just said." He replied with a slight shake of his head, he giving a light sounding snort at this. "I'm not interested in ordering shit, even if these sheets are old, they work." Oh yes, still as stubborn as ever, it seemed.

"I got it on with myself. That was good enough fer me." He said rather flatly, stretching his body out a ways, his feet easily dangling over the side of the cot now. "When there's no other way it's easy enough to become pretty damned solitary for things like that." Not that there really had been no other way, but he'd never been willing to reach out to anyone, not even that much. He wasn't entirely sure what was different now, why he had, and that was indeed kind of frustrating.

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[info]theatriclizard
2009-03-18 11:55 pm UTC (link)
"Well, you're my jackass," he announced, sounding perhaps a bit too proud about that fact. "I'll just have to order some and ship them to you, then. They're irritating my scales," he muttered. He gave another small yawn before a smile again tugged at his lips. "Met some new human today, cute little female, asked who to bet on. I suggested you," he announced, a soft teasing note to his voice.

"Well, getting it on with yourself does work but... for that long?" he muttered, shaking his head with a sigh. "I go nuts, Brynn felt so bad she even offered to blow me..." he murmured, still rather boggled by that offer. She really was a great friend, in a very real way he wished that he could really love her, she deserved it. He glanced up at him, giving an impish, playful little grin. "But now you've got me!" he reminded oh so brightly.

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[info]abloodymess
2009-03-19 02:54 pm UTC (link)
He gave him a look that suggested he thought he was crazy, but hey, if he ordered some black silk sheets for him he sure as hell wasn't gonna turn em down, he supposed. His brows arched quite a bit at his next comment. "After I just got my ass royally handed to me on a plate by someone who looks like I'd ought to have been able to break her in half?" He snorted, looking pissed at the thought, but perhaps not quite as outraged as one might expect at the thought of that particular female.

His head tilted slightly to one side in curiousity. "So didya let 'er?" He was guessing not, as he sounded broadsided by the information, but curiousity got the best of him nonetheless.

"Yeah, so I was quickly reminded when I got here and found you'd hijacked my bed." He replied with a slight half grin, again trying to launch an attack at his ribs with both fingers this time.

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[info]theatriclizard
2009-03-19 03:00 pm UTC (link)
"I have faith in you, skinny man," he grinned faintly, leaning in to kiss Mason's jaw lightly. His pale skin was a bit cold for Vic's liking, but oh well, the blankets were at least keeping a good bit of heat in. "Besides, I still insist she fought dirty," he teased, winking up at him, chuckling as he relaxed against him further.

"No, I didn't let her," he insisted with a laugh. "She was having a shitty time of things, anyway," he added with a sigh. She seemed to be doing better lately, he hoped that it was true. A laugh bubbled from him at that poking, his hands reached quickly out to try and swat the attack away. "Stoppit! I was just comfortable!" he scolded between explosions of laughter. "Bad vampire! Bad!"

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[info]abloodymess
2009-03-19 03:15 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah, but I fight dirty every chance I get, too." He informed him, but he was sure he knew that anyway. He sometimes wondered if he'd shared too much about himself with him, if he knew too much, if he'd made a mistake. He wondered such things often, but never usually put the concerns in words, instead just giving a slight grunt and lifting his head enough to make what Victor was doing easier for him.

"Oh." He replied, it hard to tell if he approved or disapproved of that, though he did actually grin at hearing his reaction and he lifted his lip in an almost playful kind of snarl and proceeded to attempt to shift his weight enough to pin the squirming male and continue to now, all out tickle him.

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[info]theatriclizard
2009-03-19 03:23 pm UTC (link)
"You're fighting dirty right now!" he half squeaked, finding himself pinned under the other, his legs flailing lightly as he laughed and tried to get free of the attack. "Stoppit! You're terrible--haha--stop!" He was very ticklish, tears already staining the sides of his eyes from how hard he was laughing. He was trying to be careful not to tear the itchy sheets with the spikes on his head, but his reason was quickly becoming lost under the attack on his senses.

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[info]abloodymess
2009-03-19 03:59 pm UTC (link)
He smirked at this and it quickly grew wider now, he continuing to barrage him for the minute, giving a low growl as he murmured, "You know..some nutjobs get turned on by tears..." Now he had to be teasing, but he couldn't resist saying it as he saw the water draining from the sides of his eyes, and he bowed his head a little to press a few hard kisses on the side of his neck before he added, "Besides, you got off easy, since only this is yer punishment. Damn, I'm going soft, and it's all your fault!" He stopped tickling him now, now just laying on top of him.

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[info]theatriclizard
2009-03-19 04:06 pm UTC (link)
He was still laughing, short, bursts of high pitched laughter now and again as he tried to get control of himself, painting for air as his body slowly began to relax. "And what about this nutjob?" he asked, tugging that pale body closer to his won after wrapping his arms about Mason's slim body. "Punishment?" He questioned, opening one eye. "What'd I do to deserve being punished?" he asked as he reached to run his fingers through that dark hair, frowning faintly.

"You need to wash your hair tomorrow," he scolded softly, taking in a slow breath, relaxing a bit more under his slim body. "Going soft? How did I manage to do that? You still seem pretty harassed to me," he teased.

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[info]abloodymess
2009-03-19 06:22 pm UTC (link)
He leered, looking a strange mix between evil and amused, he giving a shrug. "Sometimes, if I'm in the right mood, I get off on the oddest things." Then again, he was an odd thing himself, so was that really surprising? "You took over my bed, shithead." He teased, obviously teasing this time as he was almost grinning, but that probably was more scary then his usual leer as it was so rare one might wonder why he was doing it.

"Hell if I know." He sighed a little, shaking his head, though then he made a face at his other statement. "Yes Mommy." He added darkly, sticking the tip of his tongue out at him. "Anything else I need to do, huh?"

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[info]theatriclizard
2009-03-19 06:35 pm UTC (link)
"Doesn't surprise me at all. I mean--you're getting off on the likes of me," he teased. "I didn't take over your bed... I came to proved you company, you jerk." He reminded, reaching to poke him in the ribs now, giving a tiny pout. It melted promptly away into a chuckle as he looked into the other's eyes, slowly trailing his fingers down that pale chest.

"Order me some softer sheets," he brought up right on cue, a rather impish grin touching his features. "Maybe rub my back, that would be nice..." He gave him a challenging grin, chuckling as he relaxed down further into the mattress. "Other than that, lay with me tonight. I'm tired of being alone," he sighed.

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[info]abloodymess
2009-03-19 10:12 pm UTC (link)
"Oh fuck, you ain't that strange, if ya can get past the green skin, it really ain't that much different then someone with normal skin..and hair." He replied, grunting a little at the poking, but he took it, not seeming to mind it all that much, especially when he trailed his fingers down his chest.

"Don't see why you're so damned obessed about sheets, you should be lucky I have any at all." He informed him, shaking his head a little at this. "A'right, a'right." He added, simply laying right there, reaching back enough to start rubbing his back, even though he didn't really know what the hell he was doing.

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[info]theatriclizard
2009-03-19 10:37 pm UTC (link)
"No, not that strange," he grinned faintly. "Just the skin, the lack of hair, the spikes, the tongue... should I go on?" He teased softly, glancing up at him with mischievous eyes. "Then again, you're full of strange in and of yourself," he teased.

"I really feel sorry for you if you had none," He teased softly, knowing how much Mason hated anyone feeling sorry for him. He blinked as strong, slim fingers moved over his back, a quiet moan leaving him. "Oh..." he moaned softly, eyes suddenly going wide as he relaxed into those long, thin digits. "That... feels really good," he whispered, his eyes falling slowly closed.

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[info]abloodymess
2009-03-19 10:50 pm UTC (link)
He shrugged. "Hey, that tongue is one of your major attractions." It was pretty obvious he was teasing, but in a way he was serious, as he really did enjoy that tongue quite a lot at times and he had no trouble admitting to it either. So he was kinky. So what?

"Oh shut the hell up." He grunted, eyes closing as he heard how Vic had responded to this. He gave a nod and slowly pressed a little harder, unsure how hard to press, as for once he wasn't trying to inflict hurt. He was so used to being rough it was a little difficult not to be, it was like relearning a whole different nature. The fact he was willing to do so at all scared him slightly, not that he'd ever admit it. He closed his eyes, sliding his fingers, which were now applying a little more pressure, down Victor's back.

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[info]theatriclizard
2009-03-19 11:13 pm UTC (link)
"Think so?" He asked with a grin, his tongue shooting out of his mouth with a soft THHWPT sound, wrapping twice around Mason's neck before it quickly returned to his mouth, a teasing grin upturning his lips. "Dirty beast," he teased gently, looking more than amused. "You should be spanked," he taunted softly, suddenly wondering if Pixie was right, if he could somehow reduce Mason to begging for his company.

"Shutting up, shutting up," he assured with a soft chuckle, his eyes closed as he arched into those fingers. He gave soft murmurs of encouragement, relaxing all the more "That feels good.." he assured after a while, feeling quite tired again suddenly, fingers helping him release the feelings of tension and the isolation that was far too easily to build up on Revolve.

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[info]abloodymess
2009-03-19 11:37 pm UTC (link)
It was the strangest feeling and perhaps not exactly a good one, especially if one didn't trust the owner of the tongue, because it was a little like being choked. It never stayed very long though and he got a strange little rush from becoming breathless like that, plus the idea of his tongue around there--it did quite a bit for his senses indeed. "Oh yeah.." That was definitely a groan, and it sounded less confident and more and more..well, dependent, something this mutant prided himself on never ever being. It of course faded relatively quick, especially when he said he was shutting up, but it had been there, even if ever so briefly.

"I'm doin okay?" He asked after a short while more of this rubbing, his eyes rather hooded and his heart was beating a little quickly, causing him to have a bit more color to his face then he would usually. "I ain't so good at..jus' rubbing like this." He told him.

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[info]theatriclizard
2009-03-19 11:49 pm UTC (link)
He blinked, vaguely surprised by the reaction that had won him, an amused smile slowly tugging at his lips. "...you are a kinky bastard," he murmured, eyes lighting up in amusement. "I'll keep that little trick in mind for later," he teased softly, green eyes glittering.

He nodded at the question, a happy sigh escaping his lips. "You're doing great..." He assured quietly, soon casting him a rather coy look. "Turn that light back off and let's see if you can't do a good job of rubbing lower," he teased, running his palm oh so slowly down Mason's chest now. Oh yes, Anole would have his man tonight...

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