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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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 Posted: Fri Sep 10, 2010 11:29 pm
 As soon as Conor was grabbed, Keith didn't waste a moment. Hand went directly into his pocket, grabing his knife and rushing toward Vlad.. stabbing the counter a mere inch next to his hand. Why had he missed? The shopkeeper should thanks Dante for that. Would he had not moved to shove him away, he would have received the knife right inside his forearm. He removed it from the counter and stepped back to Grabbed Conor from the side, staring at the twin with death in his eyes. "Do... not... touch...him" He trailed off with all the seriousness in the world, as well as a pure intention to kill. Why wasn't he jumping on the shopkeeper and slicing him to little pieces? For no other reason than the fact that he still wanted his cigarettes and were he to do it, he wouldn't have time to kill the other twin and clean up the mess and leaving before the police arrived. He then went into his pocket and threw his ID at the man. "Leroy Keith Hunt" was written on it. In fact, it wasn't even a fake one. They had got it from a government official who had been cough on tape with them. Funny what they were willing to do when their career was in play. They had kept their real first name as middle names, in cases they were to ********. He then moved behind Conor, slidding on of his arms under the boy shirt, while the other went directly inside his pants. "And yes, ******** buddy would be right... At least least we admit it, unlike you. Seems like the truth is one damn b***h and hurt a ******** lot eh? Can't accept it? Poor little boy. And here we were wanting you to maybe join us. Well, ******** you. You... on the other hand..." He said as he looked Dante up and down. Tall, pretty.... very submissive. "You can join us if you want... Can't guarantee I won't think of you as that ******** there and not slap you once or twice... but we'll be sure to make it worth your while..." He bit Conor's ears a little, all while staring at Dante. Yeah, he was an easy pray. He removed his hands from Conor and threw a bunch of money on the counter. Probably not enough to pay for everything they had eaten, but how could they know what they had taken already? He grabbed the smokes as well as the food that they could and walked out of the door. "My number is written on the paper there, if you are ever willing... unless you want to come with us now?He said as he walked away
-Exite Keith -
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 1:34 am
“Did that ******** just –...” He didn't want to actually say it aloud, but the realization ******** pissed him off. Firstly, Keith didn't stab the ********. He should have stabbed the ******** – multiple times. Like, right now. Keith was just staring at him and not doing a damned thing aside from handing over his ID like the guy asked. The same guy that had just outright attacked Conor for no ******** reason. Well, yeah, Conor had called him out for incest and accused him of having awesome orgy barbeques, but that was like a compliment! ...Alright, no, it wasn't, but Conor was still pissed even if he could admit to himself that he had been acting like a d**k. But, he was Conor. His presence alone gave him reason to be a d**k and everyone automatically deserved that treatment solely because they weren't kneeling and kissing his feet right now. Or something. He was still kind of dizzy from.. the blood, air loss, having his head slammed into the counter, and.. well, hunger. He was still pretty hungry – a half dozen candy bars in a growing boy didn't really stifle the hunger pangs too well. Which was why he stopped in his mental tirade of how Keith was acting like a ******** p***k by harming one of the twins, preferably the one who had just harmed him. Yeah. Though, any act of violence would really be nice to see, aside from one done to their counter.. Oh.
No, no, Conor had a much better idea. He smiled again, forgetting that damaged ego of his for now, and eyed Dante. Mm.. Well, he honestly.. doubted the other would – oh, ******** it, Keith could probably tempt a priest to bed. Seriously, they probably had at one point, he was just too lazy to figure that out right now. No, instead, Keith had used him as a means to tempt Dante over to them – which was, again, a d**k move, since it implied that Conor was – oh, that was nice. ..Yeah, okay, he liked this. He could ******** Keith later and get rid of any faulty claims made here, for now.. He backed up a step to make the hand at his pants more apparent (hey, more for show, less for fun) and set his hand atop Keith's arm, forcing it up to show more of his stomach. Practically no excess (they were druggies, there was little room for fat on their bodies) and enough muscle to show he got into his share of fights. Of course, more than half were with Keith, but those didn't exactly count – though, the few scars along there were a result of the other. Not without consent, but still his fault. ..'Course, scars were cool, he wouldn't complain. Just they hurt like a b***h to get.. Ah, as if on cue, Keith pulled back after a quick bite and Conor was back to slinking out after him, uncaring of the little tousle he basically lost as his mind was on much, much bigger things.
~Exit Conor~
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:05 am
Dante just put his hand to his mouth and wrapped his arm around his own torso. It wasnt that Vlad denied it.. entirely. But that wasnt the point. The thing that had set, Vlad off, and Dante knew, was the whole loosing virginity bit. Dante had lost his to Vlad. But Vlad had been.. and thats why he had gotten so angry. Plus they didnt have to be so mean. It reminded Dante of when him and Vlad were younger. Of course they were still that way but a bit more... smooth about it. The teens wouldnt get far if they didnt hide their anger, and for Dante and Vlads case, hide their relationship. But this all felt like dogs fighting for territory. Asserting dominance and he didnt know how far Vlad would go, or how far that other boy Keith could go. Too much ego for one room.
Dante let out a gasp as Vlad reached underneath the collar of his shirt and grasped the leather collar that had Vlads name on it. He was pulled over to Vlad and wrapped in those long arms. Vlad looked scrawny.. but he wasnt, it was all just lean muscle. More power than you thought. The same went for Dante, but Vlad was physically stronger. Appearance aside.
Dante snuggled into the embrace and closed his eyes.
Vlad leaned in and placed a passionate kiss on Dante's lips. Dante was his and no one else's. How dare they try and take Dante away from him. Not to mention that they were two ******** kids!
"We have to clean this up before Alex comes in. Blood everywhere.. the food..and the ID. We have to hide this..." Vlad said gently, reason now coming to his eyes and voice.
It wasnt long before the twins started cleaning everything up. Dante got the food and tossed it, ID went into a basket underneath the cash register. Dante kept the paper with Keith's number on it.
Vlad mopped up the blood. By the time the next costumer came in the store was back in order and s**c and span as if nothing had happened.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 11:04 am
-An Other Day -
Well, he wasn't expecting to come back there so soon, he had bought enough cigarettes for it to last the week, but only two days later, he was back at the general store. How could he had been so stupid as to forget his ID card there anyway? There wouldn't be an other government official to blackmail into making a legit one again, after all! He still wanted to sliced up the cashier from the other time, and was kinda pissed that the other one hadn't called them, begging to be ********. Maybe he wasn't gay... But he could have swear he was. If he wasn't, he was one hell of a p***y. Keith entered the store alone. As for Conor... well, he wasn't far. He was busy looking into... other things outside.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 11:13 am
"You know i wish we had ID's this good. Back in the day ya know?" Vlad chuckled before he took a long drag on a familiar twisted up looking cigarette. Though it wasnt hard to tell from the smell in the air.. it was a joint. Now where did they get that from?
The watering can that sat on the countertop was probable cause as to whatever the twins were hiding in the back room. Dante's plants, and he had a hell of a green thumb. And no one had asked yet what that plant was. Dante figured to pass it off as a fern.
Vlad passed the joint off to Dante before he continued to examine the ID of Keiths. "Reminds me of us ya know?" Vlad grinned, he was laying on the counter top on his back, his legs dangling off, and his hair cascading down the other side.
"Yeah.. we were pretty bad back then." Dante giggled as he took a long drag before letting the smoke out slowly. "Im hungry.. or getting there. What do we have?" Dante asked cluelessly.
Vlad laughed his a** off. "The store? Jesus Dante! If a cop ever came in we'd be busted. Ah well..." Vlad sighed. Neither twin had noticed the boy come in.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 11:24 am
Keith looked at both of them with a pissed look. Were they ignoring him on purpose? Probably. ********. He shove his hand in his pocket, feeling the comfort of his knife's blade. This time, would he had to use it, he wouldn't miss. Oh no. He would slice him up good. Make it very slowly, thought. Would need to enjoy the moment. But then again, it was so ******** to just hack and slash and thigns... well, that's why there were twins! For for the moment, one for the butcher! He grind at that thought as a familiar rush of adrenaline came trough him.
"Dude, I think that's mine." He simply said when he noticed that they were looking over his ID. Bastards. "I came to get it the ******** back. No use looking it over. It's legit. Now, can you hurry the ******** and give it back? I don't have all day.... What's that smell?" That... familiar... sweet (well, okay, not sweet, but for him it was) smell... Those damn bitches. They had weed. "Where the ******** did you got that? We've been looking all around that ******** island for some" Now, that had throw his plan throught the window. He was suppose to get, grab the ID, yelled at them, insult them and walk out.. Now... He couldn't well do that anymore, could he?
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 11:34 am
"Ah! What the ******** is that!" Vlad freaked as Keith snapped at him. Vlad scrammbled and in his flailing managed to throw the ID at Keith and fall completely off the counter and onto the ground with a nice thud.
"Oh ow ow heh heh heh ha HA HA!" There went the laughing fit. He got up slowly and sat up, putting his back to the counter. "I think i dislocated my arm." Vlad chuckled lightly, he was giddy and high. "Where the hell did you come from? Freaking pixie just pops in here. Where are your wings Dammit!" Vlad said as he got up, using the counter to support him. He leaned against it.
"Oh Hi! Hey Vlad thats the guy whose boyfriend you threatened..... a week ago.. no.. yesterday? Today? What day is it?" Dante asked concerned, he couldnt remember. What was the month?! The year?!
"Give me that!" Vlad took the joint from Dante. "I think you have had enough." Vlad chuckled before he turned back to the boy. "You asked a question.. what was it?" Vlad laughed lightly. "Cause i have no ******** clue what you just said." He laughed again.
Dante got busy flipping through a calender to figure out which day it was today.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 11:44 am
Keith looked at both of the with annoyance. Stay calm... don't snap... take a deep breath... They have weed... they know where to get weed... be nice.. or at least just don't ******** kill them right now... "C-Josh isn't my boyfriend" He said with a glare at Dante. Like if he would care that much for a stupid boyfriend. Conor was much more than that. Damn, he had almost said his name. Oh well, that was why they had put their real name as middle names on the ID. Oh, it was so great to have fake-real ID rather than real-fake ones. Or was it the other way? He had confused himself with that thought, but whatever.
"I want to know where you two ******** get your stash. Don't be greedy" Unless you want us to steal it tonight... He thought. No one in hell was he going one more day without weed. Or any kind of drug, really. They had finished their coke right after the other day's incident. Both had been to ******** pissed not too. And hell, Conor even went more hard that usual.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 11:54 am
Vlad let out a long exhale of smoke towards the boy. "This? Lets just say we have our sources. Why.. you want some?" Vlad smirked. He walked over to the boy and took another long drag before blowing it in the males face.
"You'd have to play nice though. And pony up the dough." Vlad grinned. "And.. if we were ever to get caught, oh underage boy of mine." Vlad grinned, how he knew his secret. It was hard not to notice it when he had done the same in his past. Well not exact same but close. "I dont know you. You dont know me. I never sold you s**t, and i dont know what your talking about. Got it?" Vlad said laying down ground rules.
"Of course.. your going to have to give me a reason as to why i should even sell you it in the first place." Vlad grinned. "An apology, for being a p***k and ill hook you up." Vlad said reasonably. "And your apologizing for ordering my brother around." Vlad added.
Dante came over to Vlad and stole back the joint. He giggled lightly and before Vad could do anything he ran off to the junk food isle. "Fried pork skins?"
"I hate those." Vlad rolled his eyes. "Get some Doritos, and Ho-Ho's. I want those. And doughnuts those chocolate ones not the powder ones." Vlad added.
"But i like Fried pork skins..." Dante frowned.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 12:07 pm
Keith took a deap breath as Vlad blowed the smoke in his face. Oh yeah, he wanted it. And he wanted it now Oh, but he had to take some for Conor took. No way in hell would he be getting high without the other. He looked back at Vlad with his usual cocky face. "Underage? Your stuff must be strong. How long have you been looking at my card? And you can't even read my date of birth?" He laugh, more mocking the man, than finding it funny. "I dare you to prove I'm underage." For he wouldn't be able too. No records of them existed and their IDs were perfect. If cops in the city couldn't prove it, sure as hell two lowly shopkeeper in a rathole wouldn't be able either.
"As for apology, I'm sorry." He simply said raising his arms. Of course, he didn't mean any of it, but who cared about what he was saying. Those were just words. His real feeling wouldn't change and if it was an attempt to hurt the boys pride... well.. let's say he didn't have any. At least none so easily shattered. "I'm not saying anything about him thought. He seemed to be rather enjoying it. You thought him well."
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 12:34 pm
"Touche." Vlad chuckled as he touched the boys nose. Alright so he really couldnt tell. And he had been looking at it when he was high.
"And he's my b***h, your not man enough to satisfy Dante. Besides he doesnt like being yelled at. Its more the physical abuse he likes." Vlad grinned. He then slapped the boy on the back and laughed lightly. "Alright how much do you want? And like i said. You get caught we dont know one another and i sold you nothing. Nada. Zip." Vlad added as he released Keith.
"Dante!" Vlad yelled, unecessarily.
"Wha-?" Dante said, shoving chips in his mouth.
"Get.." Vlad frowned at Dante stuffing his face. "Put those down." Vlad pointed to the shelf. Dante put them down there along with the other stuff he had. "And go in the back and get.. How much do you want?" Vlad questioned Keith.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 12:44 pm
Score! They had their dealer. Well, weed wise. He knew that with what Conor was planning, it wouldn't last long however... Might as well buy as much as he could right now. He took his wallet out of his pocket and started to look throught it to see how much cash he had. "Uh, how do you know I'm not man enough? If he wants a good beating, I'll be more than happy to give it to him. Hehe. If you don't mind lending him to us, he can compare himself and choose which one of us is better. Or are you afraid that I might just be better than you?" He said as his eyes went up form his wallet to look at Vlad with a smirk. Nothing better than some taunting to make someone do what Keith wanted. Oh... The things he would do to him would he be able to get his hand -well, his knife- on him... "As much as you can give me for $400... Actually, 400, minus five pack of smokes... I already went through three of the last ones. Unless... Do you have anything.. Stronger? If you know what I mean..." He doubt it. To get that kind of stuff, he would need to get it at his job. Still needed to convince Stupid Blondie were to get some...
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 12:59 pm
"If i did.." Vlad said as he went over to the counter and grabbed soem fine cigars and then the strong cigarettes. "This is all we got.. aside from our stash. And well.. anything else we dont deal in." Vlad smirked, Hell he hadnt dealt anythingever actually. This was the first time. They just grew their own, ******** anyone in between.
"Anyways. If i did.. there would be ground rules with that too. He comes back with all his limbs. Dont touch his face or hair. And dont cut or hurt him bad enough to go to the hospital or get stitches. And if you go to far and kill him.. even on accident.. i will make you beg me to kill you fast." Vlad added that psychoticism coming back into his eyes. "Besides what would i get out of it?"
Though it quickly faded when Dante came over and wrapped his arms around Vlads arm and cuddled into it. Vlad took the money from Keith and handed it to Dante. "Minus the smokes. Cigars are more expensive which would you like?" Vlad asked the boy.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 1:12 pm
Keith smile faded. No coke? Speed? Anything? Yeah, figured. He was lucky enough to even have weed. He took the regular cigarettes and pushed the cigars away, making a small frown. "I wasn't talking about something stronger than cigarettes.... but seems like you don't have any, either way. He said in disappointment before looking over Dante. This time, actually checking him out. Was he worth it? Tall... yeah... not that bad looking. WAY submissive, that much was obvious. Conor had seemed to find him in his taste, until the other everything went to hell. No. No, he wasn't worth it. "Eh, you'd get nothing. I'm not one to play by the rules. Sure, I wouldn't chop a limb... not that I wouldn't want to now that you gave me the idea... but what's the use of cutting if he doesn't get scars or stitches? You can keep your boy. Seems like he isn't into real hardcore stuff, anyway. Not worth my time. And if his plan was working and Dante really was the submissive b***h he expected him to be, he would give him a call sooner or later. Why pay for something you could get for free?
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 1:25 pm
"Oh i have scars.. I just dont like Doctors asking questions." Dante said with a smile. "Here ill show you." Dante smiled as he took off his long sleeved shirt. Revealed beneath the dark fabric was a pale lean body. A collar with Vladimirs name written on it sat around Dante's neck, covering up.. well partially covering a rope burn and belt buckle marks around his throat. On his right forearm were stitches were the doctors had to rebreak Dante's arm, from when it was broken and put it in a cast.
"Thats from when he broke my arm." Dante said with a smile. "And this is from the candle wax. And thats from the whip." Dante said a he turned around to show his back. Some scars were old, some shallow some deep. Some wide and some thin. "Oh and that... no i cant remember its been too long for that one." Dante laughed lightly as he turned back around. The hem of some frilly lacey panties showed around the edge of his pants.
"He's worth anyones time if your into submissiveness." Vlad added as he pulled out a long chain leash from his suit pocket and hooked it onto Dante's collar. He yanked Dante close to him and grinned devilishly as lust set into his eyes.
Dante's fogged over in pleasure as the collar was pulled tight. His airway being constricted.
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