WARNING: Language, toxicity, mentions of LIGHT gore
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〞The Masochism Tango〝
〞Tom Lehrer〝
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\\UNMASKED ADAM + FEMININE-USER//
-[Just due to the nicknames... sorry, men... 😔]-
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To say you and Adam had a complicated parallel was an understatement... you two could go from teasing banters to relentless brawls in an instant. It's always been like this, each time it lacked logical motive.
One day, you two had gotten into a quarrel, resulting in your twos' coordinated decision on avoiding each other for the rest of the evening to prevent further conflict.
That was until you were harshly spun around by an anonymous individual, their arm snaked firmly around your waist to assure your incapable of escaping as they dipped you low to the ground, their other hand harshly groping your thigh and hoisting it up. Once your mind wasn't in a fog of apprehension, you managed to distinguish the silhouette as... Adam... his expression inhabiting a tooth baring, wicked grin accompanied by a thorn smothered rose that dug harshly into his gums. You winced at the gruesome sight.
"You know, babes... I'm getting real sick of your shit..."
He grumble, a snapping glare meeting your uncertain gaze. Golden replicas of exorcists emerged from the walls as if on cue, surrounding the two of you. One of them had a stereo, playing a familiar tune.... 'The Masochism Tango.'
You let out an agitated growl with a simultaneous thrust, you lurched back onto your feet, only nearly catching yourself. He chuckled darkly, his wicked grin widening upon his face as he immediately flaired an arm out behind him, the other tightly grasping upon your hand to tug you in momentarily, solely to shove you back out into a swirl.
"Try me, bitch~"
He purred, his arms interwoven behind his back with cock of his head.
"You son of a bitch!-"
You swung your fist towards his shit eating grin, only to be halted to a stop... he caught your fist easefully and intertwined your fingers with his own without your own discretion. maneuvering you into a slow dance as his other hand grasped harshly upon your waist. You stomped your heel into his foot, evidently causing him to stiffen momentarily before he composed himself once more with a strident exhale.
He leaned down to rest his forehead against your own, his lips now inhibiting a grim frown as he searched your gaze with a more fatigued one of his own... The abrupt change in expression undoubtedly caught you off guard, resulting in you to go silent out of unmitigated concern. You no longer retaliated, extending your free hand to take the rose out of his mouth, being cautious of the extremities that inhabited its stem.
You hummed thoughtfully before tossing the rose aside and towards the exorcists that stood static in the corner of the room, their presense extinguished as well as the jazzy melody that once inhabited the abode... leaving the room in an eerily moderate ambience.
"...I don't want to lose another..."
He admitted in a mere mumble, his body quivering subtly at his own self recognition. He let out a shaky exhale, leaning back so your heads no longer met. You watched with a lingering gaze before allowing your anxious expression to meet the floorboards. You shifted your hand to gently rest upon the one that still occupied your now sore waist, navigating it into your own as you offered a tender squeeze. You met his gaze with a soft one of your own.
"Adam..."
You murmured gingerly, squeezing both of his hands.
"I'm not leaving you, ever...."
You reassured, guilt seeping into your demeanor upon the thought of your previous actions. You stiffened, frowning subtly.
"Lilith and Eve were just... idiots..."
You huffed, glaring at the the mere thought of his past companions.
"And, I assure you... I'm no buffoon..."
You joked, attempting to lighten the grim atmosphere as you chuckled with a fauxed smug grin.
This comment produced a small chuckle that lit up the entirety of the atmosphere from the man, tightening his grasp upon your measly hands as if fearing you would disintegrate if he didn't do so. Your smile strengthened, observing him with a longing gaze and a loving smile.
"So, don't you go worrying; OG fuck..."
You teased half-heartedly as you felt your heart flutter in your chest.
He brought his face down, silently seeking for your concent... you nodded faintly as compliance.
He hummed contently before bringing his lips to your own in an uncharacteristically delicate kiss, his eyes fluttering shut as his brows furrowed together subtly to bask in the gesture. He moved his and your own hands to the sides of your face.
Your own eyes shut simultaneously in response as you exhaled softly from you nostrils, leaning into him as you tilted your head to provide a better angle.
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Love you all! <3
