Doors Masquerade (doorsmasquerade) wrote in doorslogs, @ 2012-03-28 01:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | plot: masquerade |
Who: Soldier
What: Reveal
Where: Passages
When: Dawn
Warnings: Just a little frustration.
The warrior had been too focused on the pleasures of the flesh to realize what the coming dawn meant. Comprehension was surprisingly cruel, one moment moving from warmth and skin freely given and in the next he was slammed back into a body that was still a cage, gilded or not.
This one was at least familiar to him. These hands he knew and he was thankful that they shared the body, had practiced using his reflexes in human skin because he'd been expecting the flushed skin of a lover at his chest and a strong wall at his back, only to find he had neither.
Hands that were not gnarled, that didn't carry the same scars or the same age as the ones he'd just had caught them from crashing face first into the sidewalk outside of the hotel. The shock of his sudden entrance must have pushed Benji back, because he found himself roaring out his frustration to the ground. If he'd had Mjolnir, it certainly would have been slammed into the ground with lightning slicing the sky.
There was neither. There was only the frustration he felt pulling at him, the loss of a weapon at his side, the weight of a promise broken and the shocked silence of Benji in their shared mind.
Panting, the sound seeming to have carved him open far more than the night had, he rocked back onto his heels and stared up at the brightening sky. There'd never been the chance to say he'd hold on and if he had, it would have been another broken promise. He could keep his grip no more than he could have drawn a weapon on his nymph.
'Get up,' Benji finally said. 'You have to get up.'
There would be no answers here. Not now. It didn't stop him from looking, hoping, but Benji finally made them stand up and start walking away. 'Seriously, you've got to get laid if you're acting this way over a case of blue balls.'
It was another block before he could push back the desire to bellow his rage at the sky enough to answer. 'I made a promise,' Thor said as if it explained everything. And perhaps it did, as they walked home in silence, Benji's worry as heavy as the armor he'd worn earlier.