Got 99 Problems (O)

[HALOTT ENGEDELMES]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,100,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true] [STYLE= width: 390px; margin-left:10px; padding: 5px; background-color: 66bbee;margin-right: 10px; color: #000000; font-family: impact; font-size: 35px; text-align:left; line-height: 0%; text-shadow:#000000 -1px -1px 2px;]NOW I'M FEELIN' SO[/style] [STYLE=float:right;border-left: 5px solid #3399bb;width: 265px; height:340px; padding: 10px; margin-right: 5px;background-image:url(http://www.patterncooler.com/patlib/0194/FFFFFFF1F1F1F3F3F3F9F9F9F2F2F2_17.png); opacity:0.9; color: #000000; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-family:verdana; font-size:10px] There were many reasons why being Halott Engedelmes was awesome. For one, there was a near continuous stream of chocolate hearts coming your way, meaning that any cravings never went unanswered. Second, being Halott meant you were stunning; therefor able to get anything you wanted with a smile and a wink. Thirdly, it meant you were King of the school council. But, the main reason being Halott Engedelmes was so great, at least in his opinion, was the hundreds of beauties to choose from each day. Cute and innocent? Experienced and shameless? No matter what he wanted, Avalon Academy always seemed to provide it like some kind of high class restaurant. Of course, most of his targets swooned at the thought of being pinned down by the extremely handsome student council President, his lips against their ear as he whispered sweet, sultry nothings. Those who didn’t - and they were secretly always Halott’s favourites - soon crumbled under his stare; his smile; his touches. And, that day, it was one of those lovely tsundere characters that was turning a delicious crimson under his gaze. She was a sweet thing - Amanda, Ashley; something like that - all big, blue eyes and fluffy blonde curls. Of course Halott felt nothing for the poor thing; she was much more charming when she was slapping him across the face and calling him a pervert. But, there she was, perching herself in a seat opposite to his desk in the student council room, sweet, cherry red lips trembling as she stuttered out her pathetic little feelings for him. It took all his strength not to scowl at her; to explain how he didn’t want some submissive little girl like her, how he wanted someone who would hold him down, order him to remain loyal to them... Of course, he kept his poker face; that sweet, charming smile that had boys and girls alike crawling to him, begging for his affection. “A-and, what I’m trying to say i-is-” Hold the mask. Hold it, hold it, hold it. “I l-love you.” Boring, boring, boring. Halott extended a gloved hand - only someone who he was actually attracted to would earn the right to touch his skin - brushing against the girl’s chin and tilting it upwards. His gaze found her swan white neck and he vaguely considered how she’d react if he bit her; apparently vampirism was a new fetish for stupid things like her. Instead, his bright green eyes met her own blue ones and he brushed his thumb over her lips, still smiling like his Mother’s cheap romance novels taught him. Play the part. Play the part and use them. “You’re beautiful,” he breathed in a heated whisper, leaning across the desk to breathe against her ear. God knows it would be the last time. “So lovely...” Halott pushed his lips to the junction of her neck and jaw, trying not to snicker as she whimpered with pleasure. Stupid girl, was he really such a good actor that she really thought he cared? Or was she really just that dumb? “But I’m gay.” If there was a record playing, Halott could swear he heard it stop. “Be a good girl and I might let you watch,” he whispered in her ear before pulling away, kissing the corner of her mouth in a falsely affectionate goodbye. The minute she was free, the girl stood up, face a burning red as she turned and scurried out of the room. Huh. A pity she had to be so weak; she had a nice ass. But, much stronger targets had equally nice behinds, and Halott would be dead before he went for a lower quality brand of lover. Leaning back in his chair and adjusting his tie, Halott breathed a sigh and stared up at the ceiling, lips still in a playful grin. Bye-bye, Darling~ TAGS open! COUNT 654 NOTES Horribly rushed because I'm so excited~! coded by JIN of LS [/style][STYLE=border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;margin-left:10px][/style] [STYLE= margin-left:10px;border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;][/style] [STYLE= margin-left:10px;border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;][/style] [STYLE= width: 390px; height:50px; margin-left:10px; padding: 5px; background-color: 66bbee; margin-right: 10px; color: #000000; font-family: impact; font-size: 50px;text-align:right; line-height: 10%; text-shadow:#000000 -1px -1px 2px;]FLY LIKE A G6[/style]

[LEX VERDE]

The afternoon offered much to do for students, and those that weren't doing something in their clubs were left to do what they would around the school. At that particular moment in time, Lex Verde was walking down the hallway away from his last class of the day muttering a quiet string of obscenities and swearing to himself. He'd somehow managed to fall asleep in class twice and got yelled at by the teacher, like that was anything new, really. But damn it all he had been trying to stay awake. It wasn't like he didn't get enough sleep at night (not that he would if he could actually manage to stay awake past minute, but that was a different story all together), and it wasn't like he was bored (the class was actually very interesting .... at least to someone in the classroom if maybe only the teacher). However, there was something about a nice warm room and the sound of a soothing voice talking about something that was just enough to lull Lex off to sleep.

This he would have been fine with, if the teacher had been fine with it as well. However, when a book had been quite literally thrown at his face... well that had been quite enough, damn it. He really shouldn't have fought. If he had just accepted the yelling and the minor lecture on said teacher being 'disappointing in him' or something of that nature, he probably would have gotten away with a slap on the wrist. However, that wasn't Lex's style, and instead he had to go and open his big mouth and retaliate. Well shit. He now had a detention to be fulfilled that Friday, and a mark on his 'permanent record' that he was pretty sure didn't exist anyways. The only real problem that was now posed came in the form of what it would do for his club status. One could only get so many marks in classes before it started messing with his clubs and the like. Lex was only in one: the Elysium League, and if he got kicked down for arguing with the woman that knew better than to wake him up when napping in her class, then damn it all he'd do something.

Heh.

Heh.

Heh.

Maybe he'd shank the funding that he was giving to the school each year. Heh. Lex hadn't even realized he had stopped walking before then, and after a few seconds, a good laugh worked its way out of him. Lacing a few fingers over his mouth, he tried to quell the laughter, but it was starting to consume him. Hot damn that he could work with! Why hadn't he ever thought of that before? It was like slipping on immunity or something.... He'd have to test out his strings some time... maybe play around with the Headmistress or the Assistant Headmaster....

Meh.

And as soon as this glorious thought had come, Lex found himself falling somber again. That familiar craving had just set itself into him, and it was ruining his mood rather quickly. Damn it he didn't have time to smoke at the moment. He had to find a room to study... or just find a room to play video games in. But....but.....but...

Sighing softly, he frowned again and started down the hallway again looking into the rooms as he walked. Suddenly a girl burst from a door and went running down the hallway. What the hell? Did he even want to know? Yes, Lex wanted to know. That nosy weaselly Mienshao part of him wanted to know. Thus he walked to the door of the room and stuck his head in.

Only to wish he hadn't. Damn it all. Upon finding the Student Council President in the room, Lex pulled his head out of the room again and started to walk away. No thanks. He didn't want to know.

[HALOTT ENGEDELMES]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,100,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true] [STYLE= width: 390px; margin-left:10px; padding: 5px; background-color: 66bbee;margin-right: 10px; color: #000000; font-family: impact; font-size: 35px; text-align:left; line-height: 0%; text-shadow:#000000 -1px -1px 2px;]NOW I'M FEELIN' SO[/style] [STYLE=float:right;border-left: 5px solid #3399bb;width: 265px; height:340px; padding: 10px; margin-right: 5px;background-image:url(http://www.patterncooler.com/patlib/0194/FFFFFFF1F1F1F3F3F3F9F9F9F2F2F2_17.png); opacity:0.9; color: #000000; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-family:verdana; font-size:10px] When Halott heard the door click open, he lazily rolled his eyes towards the intruder. He wasn’t in the mood to deal with another girl; many of them were too delicate, unable to order him around like he so desperately wished. Upon having one very lovely male enter his field of vision, his smile morphed into a very Purrloin-esque smirk and, within moments, he was on his feet. Running was something he simply didn’t do, unless, of course, he was shirtless and on a beach with some wonderful creature in a revealing swimsuit; no, saunter was what Halott did, hips swinging like the cat he was as he approached his prey. Hm. Lex Verde. Eighteen years old. A member of the Elysium Club. Troublemaker. Also the holder of a great pair of legs. Halott, of course, knew the boy - one didn’t become Student Council President without memorizing everyone worth memorizing in the school, after all. Besides, the name Verde often travelled around from the teachers; at least one was always complaining or gushing about the rebellious rich-boy, and it was Halott’s duty to hear those things. It didn’t take long for his extended steps to catch up to Lex - long legs not only made him seem all the more handsome, it also made catching up to targets much easier - and Halott quickly wound his arms around the younger boy’s shoulder, a gentle way of forcing him to stop walking away. Halott’s cheek found Lex’s own, and he breathed in, smiling softly as he enjoyed the smell of Lex’s cigarettes and the feel of his skin. Oh, the advantages of youth; such smooth skin and soft hair; lovely, even when combined with the scent of nicotine. Oddly enough, Halott had been close to many smokers in the past, and none of them seemed to suit the overpowering smell, Lex was the first it seemed to really suit. Impressive. Of course, it wasn’t time for snuggling; it was time for seducing yet another lost little sheep, bringing it into his web before watching it break down with need. “Now, now, wherever could my cute little underclassman be going, hm?” In a show of ‘accidentally’ wandering hands, Halott’s digits begun tracing patterns into the boy’s chest, before absently tapping their way up to his lower lip, a thumb brushing against it. The way his glove slid across that lip, be could already tell how soft it was. Sadly uncommon in most men. He could only imagine how sweet those lips would taste. How red they would be after a series of hard, demanding kisses. “He wouldn’t be avoiding detention would he? Naughty, naughty~” he literally purred in Lex’s ear, and, in a flash, released the boy and moved to his front, staring at the silver haired lad like a cat would at a bowl of cream. Cream. Hah. He pushed the thoughts of cream, Lex and naughtiness to the back of his mind, placing it in the ‘think of it later’ folder of thoughts, where many titillating little fantasies sat, and turned his attention back to his nicotine addicted friend, being sure to not allow his own perverse ideas not to change his suave, in control mask. “And as King of the Student Council, it’s my job to make sure you stay in detention and learn your lesson. Now, are you going to come back, or am I going to have to tie you up and drag you back, myself?” TAGS Lex~ COUNT 586 NOTES HALOTT Y U NO LEAVE LEX ALONE?! coded by JIN of LS [/style][STYLE=border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;margin-left:10px][/style] [STYLE= margin-left:10px;border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;][/style] [STYLE= margin-left:10px;border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;][/style] [STYLE= width: 390px; height:50px; margin-left:10px; padding: 5px; background-color: 66bbee; margin-right: 10px; color: #000000; font-family: impact; font-size: 50px;text-align:right; line-height: 10%; text-shadow:#000000 -1px -1px 2px;]FLY LIKE A G6[/style]

[LEX VERDE]

Lex refused to walk fast despite the fact that he was becoming very aware that someone was coming up behind him. He was also very sure he knew who it was, damn it. He walked just a little faster as the sound of feet continued to get louder, but it simply wasn't enough, and suddenly he found a hand on his shoulder forcing him to stop for a moment. Fuck. Here we go. Sea-foam eyes rolled upwards and stared at the ceiling as Lex did his best to ignore the motions of the idiot who had caught him for the moment. Fuck his life. Seriously. What a great way to continue his day. Ugh. Of all the people to run into. “Now, now, wherever could my cute little underclassman be going, hm?” Ew. Really? Really? Lex was not the touchy feely type in the least, and finding the fingers on him was enough to make Lex cringe. His skin was practically crawling from it, ugh... An eyelid twitched threateningly as fingers found themselves on his lip, and Lex's own hands twitched venomously threatening to raise up and strangle the jackass right then and there. “He wouldn’t be avoiding detention would he? Naughty, naughty~” Oh hell no you goody goody twoshoes you better not even....

Upon suddenly being released, Lex found his hands coming together and his habitual motion of cracking his knuckles coming out. It was probably horrible for his hands, but like his smoking, Lex didn't stop once he had started. If Halott didn't let him walk right now, Lex was going to have fun bashing some teeth in. The Mienshao shifter was not in the mood to deal with the likes of the Purrloin Shifter in question. He was allready irritated. Already yelled at today. Already craving fags like no tomorrow. This day was just perfect for a good old fashion beat down to the ground.

“And as King of the Student Council, it’s my job to make sure you stay in detention and learn your lesson. Now, are you going to come back, or am I going to have to tie you up and drag you back, myself?” Was that a threat? A rather sadistic look came and went form Lex's eyes. Yes. He was sure that was a threat now wasn't it? He had to hold back a laugh. Well this was just great.

"Guess your just tryin' to piss me off," he mumbled and smirked slightly leering at Halott. "Why don't you slink back to whatever damn hole you decided to crawl out of Mister Student Council President. I can handle myself fine. Thank you very much. " His tone bled sarcasm among other things, and in another moment, he had made to step forwards and push past Halott so as to continue about his business which, at this point, consisted of heading to get something to eat and go take a nap- seeing as the bitchy teacher had interrupted his. Was i t just the writer or did it seem that Lex's mood was worsening? Who knew.

[HALOTT ENGEDELMES]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,100,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true] [STYLE= width: 390px; margin-left:10px; padding: 5px; background-color: 66bbee;margin-right: 10px; color: #000000; font-family: impact; font-size: 35px; text-align:left; line-height: 0%; text-shadow:#000000 -1px -1px 2px;]NOW I'M FEELIN' SO[/style] [STYLE=float:right;border-left: 5px solid #3399bb;width: 265px; height:340px; padding: 10px; margin-right: 5px;background-image:url(http://www.patterncooler.com/patlib/0194/FFFFFFF1F1F1F3F3F3F9F9F9F2F2F2_17.png); opacity:0.9; color: #000000; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-family:verdana; font-size:10px] Halott chuckled, quickly walking backwards to continue smiling at Lex. What fun, what fun. A rebellious underclassman was just what he needed to make this day wonderful. His joy was leaking into his steps as he bounced from side to side, grin in full force as he followed the other boy. Name calling and insults simply rebounded off him; everyone knew that. It was impossible to make him react to anything negative, no matter how hard a person tried. Blame the masochism, or blame the easy going nature, but Lex wasn’t going to upset him any time soon. “I’m sure you can handle yourself, Mr. Verde,” he chuckled, stopping and twirling on his heel to wander behind Lex. Movement was in his nature; if he wasn’t moving, he wasn’t comfortable; and not being comfortable was something Halott couldn’t stand for even a moment. Besides, being behind meant he could watch that pretty silver hair swish around... And it meant he could watch the other’s ass, but that was a different issue all together. “I just worry about my sweet underclassmen. Can you even imagine how heartbroken I’d be if you got hurt?” He clutched his chest, dramatically, but continued to bounce along behind Lex. “It’d kill me. It really would.” Halott sighed, and lowered his hands, going silent to let his words sink in... As well as watch Lex’s ass, but, again, that’s a totally different issue and shouldn’t even be mentioned. Even if Lex had hips that didn’t lie. And even if Halott wanted to reach out and grab them, as well as many other parts of Lex’s anatomy. Hey, if he craved a fag, there was one right here. “So, you see why I’ll have to join you, right? Even if you’re sneaking out to sleep, eat and smoke, it’s my duty to keep you safe.” Halott’s arm shot out, quickly searching Verde’s pockets and withdrawing his cigarettes. It was awesome knowing where everyone kept their favourite things. It made stealing so much easier. “You know, if you’re so good at putting these little things in your mouth, you must be good at putting bigger things in, right?” Raising an eyebrow and popping the carton open to slide out a cigarette to slowly push against Lex’s lips, Halott chuckled. He was simply too cute, rough, little Lex. So rebellious and angry; he must’ve been wild in bed. Quickly pulling back from the silver haired boy’s lips and fully expecting a bite, he released the cigarette and slide the carton into his back left pocket. If Lex wanted them back, like it or not, he’d have to grab Halott’s ass. “Just joking, just joking. I can’t help but bully pretty underclassmen; it’s a terrible habit of mine.” No point in pushing dear Lex too far; while having a black eye would be rather hot for Halott, he’d rather not skip straight to the climax. “Much like your smoking, huh? Guess we’ve both been corrupted.” TAGS Lex COUNT 495 NOTES Badtouch, badtouch, badtouch!! coded by JIN of LS [/style][STYLE=border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;margin-left:10px][/style] [STYLE= margin-left:10px;border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;][/style] [STYLE= margin-left:10px;border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;][/style] [STYLE= width: 390px; height:50px; margin-left:10px; padding: 5px; background-color: 66bbee; margin-right: 10px; color: #000000; font-family: impact; font-size: 50px;text-align:right; line-height: 10%; text-shadow:#000000 -1px -1px 2px;]FLY LIKE A G6[/style]




[LEX VERDE]

Lex did his best to ignore the perpetual shadow that was after him, but damn it it was hard. Got hurt from what, exactly? Sea-foam eyes rolled. As if he, one of the best fighters in the damn school, would get hurt. And bah, why the hell was he paying attention to what this jackass was saying? Staring forwards and down the hallway towards where his turn came up, Lex simply focused on walking. However, as Halott noted his smoking, Lex stopped walking. Fuck------

And at that particular moment, Halott was raiding Lex's front pocket -obnoxiously close to a certain other body part that left him trying not to blanch-. However, as the cigarettes were pulled, Lex's eyes narrowed again. "Hey!" he snapped sharply only to deadpan to hell at the Class President's words. Ugh... really? Before he could even issue out some sort of threat, he found a cig pressed up against his lips. Mmmm oh sweet God..er... wait he was an atheist shaddap. Nicotine.... he could practically taste it from where he was, and a subtle smile came to those lips. Man... now if only he could fish out a lighter and everything would be ok....

As the hand was retracted, a growl escaped Lex's mouth, and his own hand reached up and clasped the single fag he still had as though threatening to maul Halott if he so dare threatened to take it away from him. However, as the carton was taken away fully, Le mentally groaned. There went fifty bucks. It was hard enough to get them onto the island without people taking them away, damn it. And there was no way in hell he was going to touch that thing to get them back. The Student President wasn't even a man as far as Lex was concerned: just a thing.

Ugh and then he went back to talking again. Lex deadpanned again and had to fight the urge to chew his cig. "Fuck you," was what he finally sneered out far more harshly than he had intended, and in another moment, Lex had sped up again walking faster still as if that would make Halott go away. A series of low toned mutterings could be heard as Lex finally caved and fished out a lighter and started to flick it. He'd be damned if he chewed the thing. Tobacco like that just didn't taste right. Even if he happened to get caught by a teacher at this point, Lex didn't care. However, as if the creators of his universe -which he sourly didn't believe in- were against him, it seemed that he couldn't get his lighter to light. Damn it.

[HALOTT ENGEDELMES]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,100,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true] [STYLE= width: 390px; margin-left:10px; padding: 5px; background-color: 66bbee;margin-right: 10px; color: #000000; font-family: impact; font-size: 35px; text-align:left; line-height: 0%; text-shadow:#000000 -1px -1px 2px;]NOW I'M FEELIN' SO[/style] [STYLE=float:right;border-left: 5px solid #3399bb;width: 265px; height:340px; padding: 10px; margin-right: 5px;background-image:url(http://www.patterncooler.com/patlib/0194/FFFFFFF1F1F1F3F3F3F9F9F9F2F2F2_17.png); opacity:0.9; color: #000000; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-family:verdana; font-size:10px] “Fuck you.” Well, he would, if he wasn’t so busy trying not to jump Lex and molest him in the hallway. Sure, he’d done it to others, before, but Lex was the type who’d kill him for it, and no amount of masochism could make Halott want to die. A black eye, a bruised arm; all well and good, but dying was a little too far for him. Regardless, he watched his lovely Mienshao hurry away, purring under his breath as he watched the boy’s hips swing as he went. Lovely, lovely, lovely. Being sure to wipe any drool from the corner of his mouth, Halott took off, fully intent of reclaiming his sweet, soon-to-be lover and dragging him to bed. His shoes clicked against the floor and he reached up to loosen his tie. Fine, he’d run, just that once. Lex better appreciate it when Halott was showing him the greatest night of his life. Long legs kicking off, the blond found himself closing the gap between him and his new target surprisingly fast. The feeling of the cigarette carton pushed against his ass wasn’t exactly comfortable - damned tight suit pants - but anything was worth it to get back to the silver haired dreamboat who made the prettiest face when he was given nicotine. It made Halott begin to think of other places he might put nicotine for sweet, desperate Lex to lick off. A shudder ran down his spine and, again, he pushed the thought back to the filing cabinet of fantasies. Think later; get the boy, first. Even from the distance, Halott could see the distinct lack of flame the lighter was producing, and found himself running his tongue over his lips. He’d find a lighter, use it as leverage to have Lex become a needy, blushing bride of sorts, sleep with him, have him make pancakes in the morning, and start again with someone new. A perfect plan. The only issue with the idea was finding the lighter... Halott stopped in his tracks, tapping a gloved finger against his chin as he considered where he could find such an object. Nobody would admit to the Student Council President that they smoked; it was unheard of! ...But someone would admit it to Halott. Turning away - much to his dislike - from Lex, the blond sauntered down the hall, heading towards the student lounge. Within seconds of opening the door, he was swarmed by numerous cute girls, each one cuter than the last; and all of them willing to do anything to please him. Smiling softly at his darlings, Halott explained his need for a lighter, and was quite stunned when over half of the girls extended their own lighters. Of course, showing shock wasn’t what got you kissed every day and he accepted all the gifts with the same suave grin, being sure to lean in a kiss each girl on the cheek, leaving them swooning and crying his name as he turned and left. It took no time at all for him to catch up with Lex, quickly pressing himself against the boy’s back, chin resting on his shoulder, one hand clutching a hip and the other flicking a lighter on. “Light?” TAGS Lex COUNT 539 NOTES SO MUCH BADTOOOOUCH coded by JIN of LS [/style][STYLE=border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;margin-left:10px][/style] [STYLE= margin-left:10px;border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;][/style] [STYLE= margin-left:10px;border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;][/style] [STYLE= width: 390px; height:50px; margin-left:10px; padding: 5px; background-color: 66bbee; margin-right: 10px; color: #000000; font-family: impact; font-size: 50px;text-align:right; line-height: 10%; text-shadow:#000000 -1px -1px 2px;]FLY LIKE A G6[/style]




[LEX VERDE]

Lex continued to mutter a new string of obscenities that, in some form or fashion, mildly rhymed and even had a distinct rhythm as though he could have made it into a song.... a horrendous, song, of course, but still. However, as the sound of feel walking away drummed in his ears, Lex found himself slowly smirking. Well that was one less annoyance. Maybe he went off to bug someone. Anyways, his attention was now on getting the damn lighter to light.

The sound of feet approaching was enough to cause Lex's eyes to raise, and as he caught sight of a particular blue haired Assistant Headmaster roaming the hallways, Lex tensed, turned, and started down a different hallway all together. Like hell he would be caught smoking in school by that man who had given him scores of detentions over the course of short years. Thankfully he hadn't been seen, or at least he had thought he hadn't been seen, and thus he now stood there in the side hallway once more trying to get his fag to light.

His teeth were already chattering slightly chewing at the paper of the cigarette he had been left with. Fuck. He just wanted his nicotine. It shouldn't be this hard. For possibly the thirtieth time in his life, Lex wished he was a fire type.

It was broken.

There could be no other explanation, and somewhere deep inside himself Lex mentally sobbed. Despite this mental state, his face had rounded itself out into a blank expression as though he refused to believe it.The somewhat bitten and mildly broken cigarette in his mouth hung loosely now as though threatening to fall from those lips at any given moment.

And suddenly he felt a form against his back, and a chin on his shoulder. As the lighter was produced, he stared at it blankly for a few seconds even as the flame lingered. And just like that, a slow smirk came to Lex's face again, and he bent slightly to take that bit of the flame. Ah.........ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh<3

And again everything was right with the damn world.

......Except this weirdass guy on him. <_<;.......Stepping forwards now as if to try and shake Halott off, Lex shook his head slightly. "Thanks for the light, man," was all he stated after that. Well now one could see how much a persona shifted now couldn't they?

[HALOTT ENGEDELMES]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,100,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true] [STYLE= width: 390px; margin-left:10px; padding: 5px; background-color: 66bbee;margin-right: 10px; color: #000000; font-family: impact; font-size: 35px; text-align:left; line-height: 0%; text-shadow:#000000 -1px -1px 2px;]NOW I'M FEELIN' SO[/style] [STYLE=float:right;border-left: 5px solid #3399bb;width: 265px; height:340px; padding: 10px; margin-right: 5px;background-image:url(http://www.patterncooler.com/patlib/0194/FFFFFFF1F1F1F3F3F3F9F9F9F2F2F2_17.png); opacity:0.9; color: #000000; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-family:verdana; font-size:10px] Mate. Mate. He called him mate. Mate was someone you had wild, hot sex with. Clearly, Lex was propositioning him for- or, perhaps, rewarding him with - wild, hot sex. God, if he or she existed, loved him. Clearly, some higher power was offering him a silver haired virgin. Forget the seventy-two he may or may not claim after death, just one rebellious virgin was good enough for him. Quickly, because he knew how fickle people could be when he came to sex, Halott dropped the lighter and tightened his grip on those hips, stepping forward with Lex to completely demonstrate he wasn’t going to let go for anything. Well aware that his grip was tight enough to leave a bruise or two, the blond leaned in, pressing his lips against the other’s ear in an affection kiss. Affection matched with the correct level of roughness; it got Cassanova laid, it could get Halott laid, too. “You’re so cute,” he breathed against Lex’s ear, feeling his own hot breath rebounding off the soft skin that just begged to be marked with a bite, a bruise- “You get so grumpy when you don’t have that stick in your mouth, huh?” with his mouth forming a smile, Halott lowered his head to kiss along the expanse of skin between the younger’s neck and ear. “And when you get your nicotine, you make such pretty noises...” His hands wandered up from those lusciously thin hips, arms circling around the other’s small waist to teasingly stroke circles around the smoker’s navel. Even Halott could tell he was pushing it; nobody like Lex would simply sit back and let themselves be taken advantage of... Or, at least, Halott hoped he wouldn’t just sit there and let the perverse President use him. It was submission like that that made the blond leave each one of his lovers. “Would you make those noises for me if I got you more cigarettes, Mr. Verde?” Please say no, please say no. He desperately wanted Lex to say no; to hit him across the face, call him a pervert and order him to never touch him again. He wanted domination, he wanted to completely obey someone who would treat him like that one girl did... “Would you make those noises only for me?” Of course, he’d sleep with Lex regardless of his reaction; it’d be a waste not to. But, if the other rejected him like nobody else could, he’d end up with one constant stalker. TAGS Lex COUNT 424 NOTES Did I mention badtouch? coded by JIN of LS [/style][STYLE=border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;margin-left:10px][/style] [STYLE= margin-left:10px;border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;][/style] [STYLE= margin-left:10px;border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;][/style] [STYLE= width: 390px; height:50px; margin-left:10px; padding: 5px; background-color: 66bbee; margin-right: 10px; color: #000000; font-family: impact; font-size: 50px;text-align:right; line-height: 10%; text-shadow:#000000 -1px -1px 2px;]FLY LIKE A G6[/style]




[LEX VERDE]

That grip on his hips was enough to kill Lex's good mood again. The fuck? Son of a--- Ow fuck get off! Sea-foam eyes slid backwards and leered ever so slightly at Halott. The damn idiot just gave him a light and now he was pissing him off again. Despite this, Lex's mood was a bit more stable with that cigarette fueling his fix, and he found only a mild irritation where this would have, only a few seconds prior, earned Halott a punch to the face.

.......BLEH. Lex blanched again at feeling those grimy lips on his ear, and in one easy stroke, Lex elbowed backwards making to bruise some ribs with the sheer fighting force of the move. "Get off," he growled.

“You get so grumpy when you don’t have that stick in your mouth, huh?” Well even with his fix settled, this idiot was pressing Lex's nerves again, and once more that elbow made to knock a few ribs loose. SON OF A..... The muscles in Lex's neck went completely on edge to the point they tightened so much that his carotid arteries could be seen pressed up against his skin as muscle fibers shoved themselves inwards.

Knuckles cracked again, and Lex's eyes were narrowing sharply. "Get off," he stated flatly trying to keep himself from flinching at those touches.

“Would you make those noises for me if I got you more cigarettes, Mr. Verde?”

"Get off." he snapped back ignoring the question.

“Would you make those noises only for me?”

"GET OFF," And with that, what little good mood there had been drained from Lex. Two hands tightened together, and in one good swing sideways, Lex slammed his elbow into Halott's ribs probably bruising if not breaking a few. Pulling away sharply after that, Lex whipped around and backed up leering rather venomously at Halott.

Though he would have appreciated keeping his fix filled, Lex wanted every bit of rage to break the head off of this idiot who thought he could touch him, and with that, Lex pulled the cigarette from his mouth, let it drop to the ground, and stepped on it. There went anything to hold him back. He needed a good fight. It had scarcely been twenty-four hours since Lex had fought physically, but that was far too long for Lex.

"You little slut," Lex hissed before suddenly stepping forwards and making to kick Halott in the ribs again. His motions though fluid were fast. He probably would have been even faster without shoes given their extra weight was annoying, really, but the shoes added more force in the end.

"Don't you dare think that everyone wants a piece of your grimy ass," Lex snapped harder still. Stepping his previous kicking leg forwards and twisting around to raise his second leg, Lex kicked again this time higher aimed at Halott's teeth. Oi, he just wasn't going to stop now was he?

"I hate idiots like you," Lex continued to rage before bringing a fist forwards and making to sock Halott as hard as he could in the jaw. "Go find someone else to harass bitch," he finished for now. Fire was in Lex's veins, and yet some obscure part of him was finding personal satisfaction with the fight. He was getting his second fix of the day: fighting.

[HALOTT ENGEDELMES]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,100,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true] [STYLE= width: 390px; margin-left:10px; padding: 5px; background-color: 66bbee;margin-right: 10px; color: #000000; font-family: impact; font-size: 35px; text-align:left; line-height: 0%; text-shadow:#000000 -1px -1px 2px;]NOW I'M FEELIN' SO[/style] [STYLE=float:right;border-left: 5px solid #3399bb;width: 265px; height:340px; padding: 10px; margin-right: 5px;background-image:url(http://www.patterncooler.com/patlib/0194/FFFFFFF1F1F1F3F3F3F9F9F9F2F2F2_17.png); opacity:0.9; color: #000000; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-family:verdana; font-size:10px] A loud crack echoed through the area as Lex’s elbow connected with Halott’s ribs, the blond immediately pulling back and clutching his ribs. Goddamn. While he was sure none of his ribs were broken, they were certainly rattled; and that was more than enough to send a blush straight to his face. He was completely unprepared for the next strike to his tender ribs. The force of the kick was intense, and Halott fell to his knees, eyes squeezed shut and gripping his torso like it might fall apart. It took several deep breaths before he was able to force himself to open his eyes and look up at Lex, face still a deep red. It was perfect. Absolutely perfect. He was being rejected, he was being beaten down- “You little slut.” He was being called names. That little masochist in the back of his mind was screaming, begging to be hit, again. To feel Lex put all his force into striking him, again. “Don’t you dare think everyone wants a piece of your grimy ass.” The kick caught him across the cheek, sending him sprawling to the floor. Halott felt his cheek scrape against the hard floor, while the other throbbed from the beating. A trickle of blood escaped his aching lips, and he quickly searched his mouth for the injury; thankfully, he’d simply bitten his cheek, leaving his teeth still intact. The pain was intense, and Halott swear he let himself black out for a moment, before recovering and rolling onto his side to glance back at his attacker. Opening his mouth to mutter some kind of saucy, flirtatious line, Halott groaned as his ribs were hit, once more, sending him onto his back. Gasping for air, he struggled to keep himself together. The pain, the enjoyment, the name calling; it was all too reminiscent of her. Of that one girl he actually found himself caring about. The way she’d pull his hair after a bad down, how she’d slap him across the face when his eyes wandered to another girl’s figure... “Why would I find someone else?” It was agony, but, somehow, Halott managed to force his legs to shift, his torso to tense, and his arms to push him onto one knee, the other brace against the ground. “When I just found my new favourite?” He smiled, mouth aflame and blush still in full force. Well aware he’d probably be beaten again, he extended his hand, taking Lex’s and forcing it to his lips, chastely pecking it like a fairytale Prince. “You’re not getting rid of me, Mr. Verde, not after that." TAGS You know who this is for COUNT 438 NOTES coded by JIN of LS [/style][STYLE=border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;margin-left:10px][/style] [STYLE= margin-left:10px;border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;][/style] [STYLE= margin-left:10px;border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;][/style] [STYLE= width: 390px; height:50px; margin-left:10px; padding: 5px; background-color: 66bbee; margin-right: 10px; color: #000000; font-family: impact; font-size: 50px;text-align:right; line-height: 10%; text-shadow:#000000 -1px -1px 2px;]FLY LIKE A G6[/style]




[LEX VERDE]

There was a flicker of something murderous in sea foam eyes as Halott replied from the floor. Get up. Get up so I can beat your ass back down again. I'm not done, you jackass. His body would have been vibrating if he hadn't kept it under control. That familiar exhilarating feeling of beating, of winning a fight, even if it wasn't the most honest of fights was enough to bring something horrible out in Lex. His Shaolin master would have been disappointed in him to see the twisted smirk that had set itself so gloriously on Lex's features, yet there it was.

As Halott did force himself up, Lex's muscles tensed again, and already his right leg was tightening into the ground getting ready to lift the other to kick that face he was staring at. Favorite? The hell? The smirk vanished in the blink of an eye, and a placid but stern expression overtook Lex's features. As he found his hand taken, Lex's eyes narrowed, and upon finding lips on it, Lex tensed again. In a brief moment, a kick had been raised and thrown out again making to hit Halott square in the forehead.

"Shut up," Lex hissed raising the hand that had been pecked and cracking the knuckles of said hands again. That familiar sound was enough to bring a smirk to his face. It was a wonder that his knuckles weren't huge yet. "You may be student council president, but I'm of the Elite Four," he growled falling somber again. "And if you're not the champion, you mean nothing to me." And with that, Lex turned and started to walk away. However, as he came to the spot where he had put out his cig, Lex breathed inwards and breathed out again. Damn.... that was so sad, among other things.

[HALOTT ENGEDELMES]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,100,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true] [STYLE= width: 390px; margin-left:10px; padding: 5px; background-color: 66bbee;margin-right: 10px; color: #000000; font-family: impact; font-size: 35px; text-align:left; line-height: 0%; text-shadow:#000000 -1px -1px 2px;]NOW I'M FEELIN' SO[/style] [STYLE=float:right;border-left: 5px solid #3399bb;width: 265px; height:340px; padding: 10px; margin-right: 5px;background-image:url(http://www.patterncooler.com/patlib/0194/FFFFFFF1F1F1F3F3F3F9F9F9F2F2F2_17.png); opacity:0.9; color: #000000; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-family:verdana; font-size:10px] “Not President - <i>King</i>,” Halott corrected, brining a hand to his mouth to discreetly cough up a speck of blood. His peaceful, harmless little cough was cut off, though, by a foot to the face, sending him flying onto his back, head hitting the ground with a loud thud. When he opened his eyes, he found Lex sitting beside him, the silver haired boy grabbing a fistful of the blond locks, leaning in, and mashing their lips together. It was stunning, it was electric, it hurt like a bitch when Lex started biting down on Halott’s already bruised lower lip. But, most of all, it was incredibly hot. None of Halott’s little fans kissed like that, they could only pull off chaste, affection pecks to the cheek. Far sooner than he would have liked, his head was thrust back by Lex’s firm grip in his hair. There was the faintest scent of blood in the air; a metallic taste in Halott’s mouth. His glasses were probably damaged, but watching the boy snarl at him, lunging forward like a wild animal to latch onto his throat, biting and sucking away? It was worth the broken glasses. It was worth the blood in his mouth and the throbbing pain in his ribs and skull, it was worth- His eyes snapped open. The vibrant green hues gazing blankly ahead. Down at his neck. And back ahead. There was no handsome rouge hanging off his neck. No nicotine on his lips. Just a whole lotta blood and a headache. That’s all he had. Halott Engedelmes’ life sucked. Gingerly touching his nose to make sure it hadn’t been put out of place, only to return with a hand covered in blood forced him to sigh. Great, a broken nose, just what he needed. Luckily, his teeth were still alright, albeit aching like nothing else. His eyes took several seconds to adjust to the movement of looking up and down, Halott soon finding himself quite dizzy and disoriented. Nevertheless, he chuckled, eyelids heavy as the urge to sleep came over him - mostly like in an attempt to combat the intense pain he was in. “Wow, Lex, are you always this rough? Ha... I just might... Might keep you... A-around.” His breath came in short, sharp pants - at least one of his ribs had probably snapped out of place from the impact landing brought; another injury to had to the growing list. “H-ha... You’re so cute...” TAGS xxxxx COUNT xxxxx NOTES xxxx coded by JIN of LS [/style][STYLE=border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;margin-left:10px][/style] [STYLE= margin-left:10px;border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;][/style] [STYLE= margin-left:10px;border:5px solid #3399bb; width:100px;][/style] [STYLE= width: 390px; height:50px; margin-left:10px; padding: 5px; background-color: 66bbee; margin-right: 10px; color: #000000; font-family: impact; font-size: 50px;text-align:right; line-height: 10%; text-shadow:#000000 -1px -1px 2px;]FLY LIKE A G6[/style]

[LEX VERDE]

Sigh what a shame.... Lex was staring at the stopped cigarette still and frowning almost morosely at it. What exactly had he been thinking? Sure he had been angry. Sure he had wanted to use full force. Sure he had been about to shift into Mienshao form in order to continue his fight at full force. But really, really what in the world had possessed him to put out the single cigarette that he had left? It wasn't like....

Sea foam eyes slid sideways, and a full head turned towards Halott's form there on the floor. He could probably just snatch up the box... but that would still require taking it from that jackass's pocket, and there was no way in hell that he would give the man that satisfaction, even if he was unconscious. Looking forwards and down again, he sighed before crouching down and staring at the bud. He hadn't even noticed that Halott had regained conscious until the voice hit his ears. Slowly looking back, Halott turned around and shoved his hands in his own pockets staring down at the being he had just put a few kicks and punches to.

"The fuck were you thinking anyways?" Lex growled dryly. "You didn't even fight back." This possibly irritated him more than anything else at the moment, and the shift in his tone was enough to convey that.

“H-ha... You’re so cute..."

Sweat dropping, Lex stared at the form before putting his index finger and thumb together at the bridge of his nose and pinching between his own eyes. Ugh.... Did he even really want to continue dealing with this now that he had managed to run his rage a bit? Well, shit. Even Lex Verde had morals, even if he wasn't going to admit it. After a few seconds, he keeled down and started to pull at Halott's shoulder. "Come on you jackass. I'll take you to the nurse," he hissed a bit more viciously than had been intended.

[SAKURA KIMIMORI]

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