Top Price (BoyXBoy)

Rage and romance

Wulfe.

   I didn't sleep at all. I'm more than pissed because I hate masturbating and I had NO CHOICE but to do so TWICE last night. I shower again and decide to go bug Zan.  I have this feeling now is the best time to bother him.

   I walk across the house and down the west corridor on the second floor. It takes me no more than five minutes to reach Zan's room and bang on the door. From within I hear Zan, "Oh the mother fucker always knows when to bitch me out of my bliss."

   I smirk, knowing he's not going to get out of bed and I'm going to have to walk in and make him get up. "You have to the count of three before I come in there and burn your ass to a fucking crisp." 

   He growls in annoyance.

   "One."

   He snarls in rage.

   "Two."

   I hear him throw the blankets off.

   I smile in victory, "Thr..." 

   He swings the door open, green eyes glaring death at me. "I'M UP YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!!!"

   I turn heel and walk away, "I'll see you in the training room."

   As I make it in the training room I immediately begin my warm ups. By the time I'm done, Zan walks in with the most pissed off aura I've seen from him in a while. "What are we doing today?" He asks.

   I lung at him. He yelps in surprise and blocks my fist, "A little bit of everything." I say before I'm start barraging him with a flurry of blows. Some he blocks. Others he gets nailed and swings with the blow to keep from further damaging himself. He's a smart boy, when he's not thinking with his cock. 

   I know he's not human, but he wont tell me what he is. I've judged by the fact that I don't recognize his species scent that he's either am Ancient or an Aeon. Though I'm not sure because certain species can clock themselves.

   I will find out eventually but for not I have more important things to worry about. Like the sleeping victim upstairs. 

   Suddenly, Zan's fist makes contact with my throat. I jump back coughing, "You.. little..." A serge of coughs come up and I can't breath. Zan starts laughing. That triggers it. I dash across the room and snatch him up by his neck. I'm coughing, growling, and trying to bare my fangs at him at the same time. I don't have to do much to scare the shit out of him but like this I highly doubt there's any fear in his heart,

   I regain myself and straighten up, "That was a cheap blow you fucking rat." He simply whimpers until I release him. Like always. I've been around this little bastard for way too long. But he's one of the only people that's willing to put up with me. Most people just stay clear of me or kiss my ass. He's not like that. He's spunky and no matter what he does to annoy me I can't help but be attached to him.

   He looks at my neck real close. Long slender fingers sliding over the red skin where he hit me. It's times like this that are too intimate. I pull away and look at him. "What are you doing Zan." He just smiles and pushes himself into my arms. I take three steps back trying to stop this. 

   He laughs, "I love making you uncomfortable." tears roll down his cheeks he's laughing so hard. Then the laughter stops and he looks at me seriously, "You know I love you right." I jump and he snorts. "Not like that. I come from a family of eight sister, my mom and my aunt. My dad an unknown person to me. Your ass close to a brother, a dad, or an uncle as I think I'm gonna get." He looks at the floor. My move.