Faded and jaded his memories slumber on him, all he can see are chains, the silver cuffs, the menacing smile. He remembers the feeling of a warm palm vigorously grasping his cheeks, he felt the person moving his face. The staggering smile graces his lips as the tears slip out graciously a cascade down his blazing cheeks.
His fingers curl into a fist as slips down the bookshelf, once in full embrace of the ground on his shin he hastes no time and punches his thighs. His skin is as hot as steam as he turns auburn orange. Lips quiver as his skin hugs tightly every single place they touched, their hands still left wondering on his body.
Edward peeks from the corner as he smirks with pride, knowing his hunger is satisfied. Conscious of every single detail, his cruelty leaves another scarred. The woven fabricated hurt was meant to be, how sad, how disappointing, the God's left no answer.
In the room, a few doors down Samuel chases the Prince around the room, though catching him quite easily considering the huge wings drag along. Allen left giddy as his childish laughter brings a proud smile to Samuel's beaming face.
Two more doors down Athena screams at her maids for tripping over her stool and interrupting her. Her face was red with anger, her lips pouted and her brows furrowed.
" You cuts, can't you do your job properly..... the fuck you guys don't even know how to stand".
One of the maids held her head down as she replies softly. " We're sorry Mistress... you are right "
The maid tilts her head slightly upwards, revealing her wide smile. Athena disgusted by that smile and curls her fingers into a ball, she throws a punch, her aim precise.
The short maid looks up at the wrong time and her nose is left leaking thick red liquid, her Cheshire smile never left her face. It was as if her facial expression was frozen.
Athena is still timid of the smile, her face burning auburn red as her fingertips turn blue. The maids gasp for air and collapse to the floor, they choke even more on their own words pleading for their mistress to stop. But she did not.
Over the trees and past the green fields, the train comes to a halt, the gentle screech made itself known. Passengers make their way off, grabbing their respectful bags and shoving each other out of the way like a school of fish.
Back in the carrier, the blond dinner cart boy makes his way to his little friend, he sees the little boy huddled in a corner. Peacefully slumbering.
David watches as the boy's chest rises and falls, his straight brown hair fuzzy as it falls over his forehead and eyes. Reminds him of himself, sad life to live.
David gently wakes the boy, he holds his hand and they leave the train. David thinks " Can I do this?? Am I able???" He ponders as they walk through the crowd.
" Even if I'm not, he deserves a chance ", with his mind made up, he holds his head up high and walks straight for the stairwell.
As he walks he bumps into someone's shoulder but neither of them cares for the other.
The other man that bumped into him makes his way to the train, and both he and his brother walk. Head held down, eyes narrowed, holds up, trying their utmost best not to be noticed.
' Bro, they smell funny ' Axel said, ' I know, but don't focus on that, the sooner we get to the fairy kingdom the better ' Tom replies.
They both enter the train, unaware of the following raven, it places itself on top of the rails inside. It watches carefully the two princes as they both are on the edge and messy.
Fingers sweaty, heart palpitating, eyes wonders, feet bouncing, toes curling, fear leaking.
" Did you hear they found the Prince!!" The guy beside them squeals.
" yeah!! I hear he's betrothed to Samuel !! Like what the fuck!" The guy responded.
" dammm!! But I hear he's hot, like smoking!, the way they describe him, I might want a slice of that ass" the first guy continues, unaware of the paring ears.
" No Homo but me too,... like fuckkm". The guy responds.
Tom and Axel, hold their breath, as well as their anger.
Their curled fists left hanging by their sides, their sweet mate, 'MINEEE' their wolves howl inside, wanting nothing more than to claim theirs.
The boy's eyes glow luminous, and short hairs poke out, afraid of the transformation being completed they control themselves. Their wolves would have ripped the two guys' heads off, not a pretty sight to behold.
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Please Don't Hurt Me
FantasíaScoptophobia , fear of having attention. This is something that Allen has to put up with everyday. Plus his home and school life is messed up. What will happen when he has to become noticed as someones lover in a gay relationship. He will have to b...
